Chapter 185: The Conference of Taoists

The bonfire party is very warm and happy.

The atmosphere was very harmonious, perhaps because of self-knowledge. This time, Wencai and Qiu Sheng did not come to Ren Tingting with him without any hesitation.

"Try grilled fish!" There are precepts in the Maoshan sect, which generally does not kill animals and does not eat meat and vegetables, but it is not in the sect now.

In fact, there are not so many things to pay attention to. Do not eat meat, so that it can be beneficial to practice and avoid many impurities in the body.

Uncle Jiu, Simu and Qianhe still eat meat, so these are not that taboo.

Of course, with Jiang Feng's words, Uncle Jiu and the other two naturally did not avoid meat and vegetables.

Jiang Feng used a wet bamboo branch to put up a tender crucian carp caught by the lakeside outside the Yuquan Mountain Farewell Gate, and put it on an iron bonfire rack to barbecue. After the fragrance was soaring, he handed it to Ren Tingting who was squatting beside him and waiting.

Ren Tingting looked at him with a little embarrassed look, a blush appeared on her face, and she nodded lightly, took the grilled fish, and under Jiang Feng's gaze, she opened her red lips and bit the grilled fish with a bite of the meat-smelling smell.

Slowly savoring, my eyes suddenly shone with crystal light and I couldn't help but praise: "Well, eat again!"

"These grilled fish are made of cumin as ingredients and made of some sesame oil. The taste is naturally beautiful, but they cannot be too salty, as it will be separated from the flavor and will not be delicious." Jiang Feng picked up a grilled fish himself and took a bite. The aroma immediately overflowed, which made Uncle Jiu unable to help but take a sip.

Simu hurriedly got up and ran over, and said with a smile: "Junior brother, you are too kind to each other, don't just chat with Miss Ren, but also get grilled fish for your senior brother!"

My eyes were staring at the crucian carp on the bonfire, and my saliva was almost spitting out. It was so delicious.

Ren Tingting felt a little shy when she was so direct from the words of Simu, and she lowered her head directly.

Jiang Feng nodded with some amusement, "Since the senior brother has spoken, as the junior brother, I will naturally bake one for the senior brother."

Simu nodded with satisfaction and watched Jiang Feng grill the fish quickly, the smile on his face was about to laugh.

Seeing that Jiang Feng's fish grilling skills were so good, Uncle Jiu and Qianhe were also grilling, but now they finally couldn't sit still. They hurriedly threw down the grilled fish and ran to ask Jiang Feng to roast one for them.

Wencai and Qiu Sheng stepped forward weakly, and the meaning was obvious. Uncle Jiu glared at them and wanted to scold them to do it himself, but they were blocked by Jiang Feng.

The bonfire party lasted for more than three hours, and it was late at night, and the few people were drunk.

In the end, Uncle Jiu took Qiu Sheng and the other two back to the house to sleep, while Chizuru and Simu also returned to their respective rooms.

Ren Tingting was a little shy. After all, she lived in the same room with Jiang Feng, but Jiang Feng also knew what the other person wanted. She smiled slightly and let her sleep on her bed. He sat on the ground with a cushion to meditate cross-legged all night.

"Or why should I squeeze together?!" Ren Tingting blushed to her ears, and she mustered up a lot of courage. Finally, she gritted her teeth and finally said this to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng was slightly stunned, and then he felt a little funny, but he was not pretentious. Since the other party said so, he would be disrespectful.

This was a wonderful night, and it was also a very beautiful night, which made people feel a little nervous. At least Ren Tingting was in this mood now.

Jiang Feng didn't think too much until Ren Tingting's hand trembled slightly to approach him.

He did not refuse the party's wishes either.

When she finally leaned in Jiang Feng's arms... That night, even Jiang Feng herself couldn't figure out what kind of mentality she had.

The next day, the atmosphere was a bit strange. When Wencai and Uncle Jiu and others got up in the morning and sat together for breakfast, Ren Tingting did not get up.

"Uncle Master, why didn't Miss Ren get up?" Wen Cai asked with some gossip.

"She felt a little uncomfortable, so she slept for a while longer." Jiang Feng's face showed a rare hint of embarrassment and replied with a smile.

Uncle Jiu, Simu and Qianhe had such vicious eyes. He looked at each other meaningfully, and smiled. He felt a little uncomfortable. Go to hell.

Last night, I clearly heard the itchy moans... However, the three of them did not point them out.

When the scorching sun in autumn shines, and noon comes, Ren Tingting walks out of Jiang Feng's room. Compared to the past, she has a little more feminine charm and becomes more feminine.

Ren Tingting left and did not stay in another place because she had to go back to Ren Mansion to deal with some things.

On this day, when Jiang Feng and his friends finished their meal, someone came to send a message outside the door.

"The meeting of monks? Mr. Chen took the lead in the process?" In the hall, Uncle Jiu frowned, watched the sender go away, looked at the invitation in his hand again, and murmured.

Then, he handed the invitation letter to Jiang Feng, "Junior brother, you can take a look too!" Jiang Feng took the invitation letter, glanced at it, and frowned.

Qianhe looked at each other with four eyes, both frowning.

"Since the other party has posted the invitation and invited us to attend the meeting of the monks at the end of this month, there must be a purpose..."

"Just ignore it, don't go!" Simu thought something was wrong and said.

Jiang Feng shook his head and waved his hand and said, "It's okay. Since they want to play, just play with them. I want to see what tricks they can come up with!"

Uncle Jiu and others were silent, but they did not object. They had a blind admiration for Jiang Feng. Knowing that Jiang Feng's strength was not simple, it was naturally impossible to say that they would be afraid of Mr. Chen and others.

A few people talked about it.

Finally, Jiang Feng decided to go to the appointment with the four of them at the end of the month.

In the afternoon, Jiang Feng and Uncle Jiu and others went to the Western restaurant on the street for lunch and occasionally talked about some knowledge about Taoism.

Just before, Jiang Feng had seen Uncle Jiu's internal strength practice method. Uncle Jiu's talent is very good and he has quickly cultivated his internal strength.

Now Jiang Feng has to teach the immortal step of the clouds. Qianhe and Simu have seen Uncle Jiu rise three or four meters high in the air and jump to the roof. He has already had great awe and admiration for Jiang Feng.

When I learned that Jiang Feng wanted guidance, I was naturally extremely excited and wanted to get some teaching.

Jiang Feng did not hide his own personal information. He explained some internal skills cultivation methods to several people, and then handed three sheepskin scrolls to the three people. These three were the cultivation methods of Dugu Nine Swords, for Uncle Jiu who often waved the peach wood sword.

This kind of sword technique combined with the use of internal strength is like a tiger's wings.

There are more than twenty days left before the end of the month. In these twenty days, Jiang Feng sat cross-legged on the edge of the lakeside where he lived in front of him every day, watching the rising sun rise, the setting sun, the flying fish jump in the lake, and the yellow birds sing in the sky, his mood was very peaceful.

Over and over again, they compressed the mysterious power in their body, allowing them to fill the acupoints of the meridians all over their body, and finally continued to rush towards the Ren and Du pulses.
Chapter completed!