Chapter 7 Asking for the portrait and swallowing the magic core

The next day.

The main peak of Yunlan Sect, there is an elegant courtyard at the top of the peak.

"Feng'er, why did you come to see me as a teacher so early in the morning? Please go inside first."

Hearing the sound of the morning breeze, Yun Yun slowly opened her door and let him in.

Yun Yun had obviously just gotten up. She was wearing pink pajamas, slightly covering her fair skin.

As soon as he entered the room, Chenfeng smelled a strange fragrance and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

This is the unique body fragrance from Yun Yun.

After following Yun Yun into the room and sitting down, Chenfeng couldn't help but look at his teacher.

Yun Yun's pajamas were a little loose and fluttered slightly when she walked around, making her neck become more slender and elegant. The pure amber necklace without a trace of impurities shone slightly on her fair skin.

Chenfeng quickly found a place to sit down, lowered his head, put his legs together, and looked like a well-behaved person.

But he was secretly cursing in his heart. Ever since he activated the dragon-elephant body, he felt like he had been possessed by a sperm.

My previous self was definitely not like this, it must be due to the dragon-elephant body.

This is my own teacher!

How could he have such an idea?

"Feng'er, you haven't answered me yet? Do you have anything to do with me?"

At this time, Yun Yun brought a plate of pastries and put it on the table, and said to Chen Feng: "You haven't had breakfast yet. Let's have some at our master's place. This is the osmanthus cake made by our master."

"Um."

Hearing this, Chenfeng reached out and picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and took a bite. After the throbbing in his heart calmed down a little, he dared to look up at Yun Yun in front of him and said, "Teacher, do you have a magic core here?"

"Magic core?"

"What do you want the magic core for?"

Yun Yun slowly sat opposite Chen Feng, with the collar of her pajamas slightly open. Chen Feng was so frightened that Chen Feng glanced at her quickly, and then slowly lowered her head.

Can't look, can't look.

If you keep looking, something will happen sooner or later.

"Teacher, I want to ask Senior Brother Liu to refine some elixirs, and I'm still short of magic cores."

The senior brother Liu that Chenfeng mentioned was Liu Ling, the direct disciple of Dan King Gu He.

Yun Yun nodded, and then with a thought, she took out a few magic cores from the ring and slowly placed them on the table: "Master, I don't have many magic cores with me. Are these enough?"

"If it's not enough, I'll go get some for you, Master."

Yun Yun had always been very fond of Chen Feng, her proud disciple, and almost always responded to her every request.

As long as Morrowind's demands are not too excessive, he will basically meet his needs.

"That's enough."

Chenfeng took a look and saw that the magic cores Yun Yun took out were basically at least third-level magic cores, fourth-level magic cores, and even a few fifth-level magic cores, which were enough for him.

"The disciple leaves first."

After another glance, Morrowind said goodbye.

"What's the rush? If I eat more osmanthus cake, I won't be able to finish it all." Yun Yun picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and handed it to Chen Feng. The moment she raised her arm, her collar opened a little more.

"Well, thank you teacher."

Chenfeng's scalp felt numb when he saw it. He quickly took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and turned his eyes away.

"Hey, teacher, who painted this painting for you?"

Suddenly, Chenfeng's eyes stopped at a portrait painting on the wall.

The character in the painting is none other than Yun Yun. The person who painted the painting has superb painting skills and is lifelike and lifelike.

"Oh, this is a painting specially made for me by Hua Ling, a famous painter in the imperial capital." Yun Yun glanced at the painting on the wall and said casually.

Chenfeng's heart moved, he hesitated, and said, "Teacher, can you give this painting to your disciple?"

"What do you want this painting for?"

Hearing this, Yun Yun was stunned and looked at Chenfeng strangely.

"The teacher didn't know something. The disciple felt that he couldn't concentrate on practicing in recent days. After reflection, he realized that it was because he lacked the supervision of the teacher, so he became a little slack."

"But the teacher is the master of a sect and cannot stay with the disciple all day long, so the disciple wants to take this painting back and hang it on the wall. This way it means that the teacher is always by the disciple's side, and the disciple should be able to concentrate on cultivation. "Morrowind slowly explained his explanation.

"I see."

Hearing Chenfeng's words, Yun Yun was stunned. She didn't expect that she was so important in Feng'er's mind.

She looked at Chen Feng with some relief, her red lips slightly parted and said, "It's rare for you, Feng'er, to realize your own shortcomings. In this case, just take this painting away."

"Then disciple, I would like to thank the teacher."

Morrowind stood up and took the paintings on the wall into his own little world.

"Teacher, I'll take my leave first."

Afterwards, Chen Feng turned around and said goodbye to Yun Yun.

At this moment, he was standing, while Yun Yun was still sitting there.

He looked over and caught a glimpse of the whole scene. He was so frightened that he quickly turned around and left Yun Yun's room in a state of embarrassment.

"This kid Feng'er is always so frizzy."

Seeing Chenfeng leave without closing the door, Yun Yun shook her head, stood up and closed the door.

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"call!"

"Teacher is worthy of being the head of a sect with strong capital."

After returning to his room, Chenfeng took a deep breath to calm down the restlessness in his heart.

Then, he took out the magic core and portrait he had just received from Yun Yun.

"With the teacher's supervision, I will be able to concentrate on my practice from now on."

After hanging the portrait on his bedside, Chenfeng admired it for a moment, nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at the magic cores.

After hesitating for a moment, Morrowind picked up a third-level magic core.

Naturally, when he asked Yun Yun for the magic core, he wasn't asking Liu Ling to refine some elixir.

Because of Nalan Yanran, their relationship has never been good.

How could he find an old guy to refine elixirs?

"With my current level of cultivation, the third level magic core is enough."

Moro Feng asked for the magic core, naturally in order to practice the Yuan Swallowing Technique.

The Swallowing Yuan Jue can swallow all energy bodies in the world. This demonic core contains extremely huge energy, so he can naturally swallow it.

As a direct disciple of the Mittel family, Morrowind naturally couldn't afford a few magic cores.

The main reason is that this magic core has no other use than refining medicine, so Moro Feng doesn't need it and naturally doesn't have it with him.

After coming to the bed and sitting down, Chenfeng clamped the third-order magic core with both hands, then concentrated his mind and began to practice the Yuan Swallowing Technique.

The magic core is a kind of energy crystal core in the body of Warcraft.

It is filled with extremely violent energy from heaven and earth.

As for this kind of violent energy, even a fighting king would not dare to take the risk of exploding his body by forcibly inhaling it.

However, the Yuan Swallowing Technique, as a heaven-level advanced technique, can directly swallow the demon core.

As the Yuan-Devouring Technique was activated, an inexplicable devouring power surged out of Morrowind's palm, wrapping the demonic core in his hand.

Soon, a pure energy was brought into Morrowind's body by the force of devouring.

Feeling this power entering his body, Chen Feng tried his best to keep his breathing steady and greedily absorbed this energy.