After rebirth, he became the favorite of the Moon Goddess.

Chapter 408 What kind of magic have you practiced?

The men in black hats moved very quickly. After a while, they arrived under the peach trees. Then they put the torches on the branches without mercy, trying to light the peach trees.

slam-la-

In an instant, the flames began to spread throughout the peach tree.

Fufeng did not stop him, but continued to watch the scene in front of him.

The flames engulfed the branches, flowers and leaves, and in less than a quarter of an hour, several peach trees were burned to ashes.

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man raised a proud smile on his lips. Just as he was about to speak, the peach trees that had been burned to ashes miraculously recovered.

"What...what's going on?" The middle-aged man looked at the scene in front of him in shock.

Can a peach tree that was burned to ashes recover?

how can that be!

After a moment of pause, he rushed forward in person, grabbed the torch from one of his men, and lit a peach tree in front of him again.

But the ending was the same as before, the burned peach tree quickly recovered.

"How is this possible? This is absolutely impossible..." The middle-aged man shook his head and murmured softly. At that moment, he suddenly turned to look at Fufeng and asked angrily: "You little bastard, what kind of evil magic have you practiced?"

"Evil magic?" Seeing the surprised look on the other side, Fufeng suddenly sneered, "I have never practiced any evil magic. These peach trees were restored by myself."

"This is impossible!!" the middle-aged man denied flatly.

"If you think it's impossible, then keep burning." Fufeng said calmly.

"You! You are so arrogant!!" the middle-aged man roared angrily, "Someone, kill this little bastard for me!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of people wearing bamboo hats around him came straight towards Fufeng, waving their long swords in unison.

But before they could get closer, countless peach blossoms suddenly flew out of the unburned peach trees around them, and those peach blossoms turned into sharp flying blades, shrouding the people wearing bamboo hats.

shhhhh--

The flying blade knocked the swords out of those people's hands and then cut their hands.

All of a sudden, there were wailings everywhere!

"I gave you a chance, but not only did you not repent, but you worsened your situation. In this case, don't blame me for being rude." Fufeng said coldly.

Seeing his men fall into pieces, the middle-aged man's pupils shrank. He knew that he had encountered a tough situation today.

"You little bastard, I don't care how powerful you are, if you dare to hurt me, I won't let you go!" After saying that, he waved his sleeves at the two men in front of him and said loudly: "Hurry up! Go back and tell my master and the other three heavenly immortals that we have found a man who practices sorcery in the peach forest and ask them to come and help!"

"Yes! Brother!!" The two men immediately took the order and left.

"Little bastard, I'm warning you, you're going to get into big trouble today!" The middle-aged man looked at Fufeng and shouted coldly, "I want to see who is still capable of saving you today!!"

"What did you just say? Immortal Lord of Heaven? Haha, then I'm even more interested." Fufeng shrugged and said casually, "Just in time, tell them to get out quickly. I want to see which god clan they are. Dare you do whatever you want here!”

"You really don't know how to live and die, how dare you talk so shamelessly here!" The middle-aged man said angrily, "Do you know that if you offend those immortal kings, you can't afford the consequences!"

Hearing the middle-aged man's threat, Ye Hanyu came to Fufeng again and reminded him in a low voice: "Brother Nangong, these people are not malicious. You have to be careful."

"Brother Ye, I will take care of it here. You can take everyone back first." Fufeng glanced at Ye Hanyu and said calmly.

"How can this be done? Brother Nangong, you were targeted by them all because of us. We can't leave you alone." Ye Hanyu said firmly, "Besides, with so many of us here, they don't dare to do anything to you. In this case, I don’t believe it. How can the immortal kings in the heaven be as unreasonable as a few of them?”

Although Ye Hanyu and Fufeng had known each other for only a day, in his heart, he had already regarded Fufeng as a friend in need.

"Okay, they can't do anything to me, you all should go back first." Fufeng said again.

"But……"

Before Ye Hanyu could speak, Fufeng waved his hand directly, indicating that he didn't need to say any more.

Ye Hanyu hesitated again and again, but finally nodded, "Brother Nangong, be careful."

After saying that, he greeted all the monks and quickly left Taolin.

Seeing everyone leaving, Fufeng stopped talking. His eyes were so deep that it was hard to tell what he was thinking.

After a while, he transformed into a stringless harp, sat in an open space not far away, and gently stroked the strings.

"Brother, isn't this man scared out of his wits? At this time, he is still worried about playing the piano?" Seeing Fufeng playing the piano by himself, a man in black came to the middle-aged man and covered the injury on his hand, wondering. asked.

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "Don't worry about him. I guess he must be a monk who has practiced evil arts. When my master and the three immortal kings come, he will look good. Just keep an eye on him!"

"Yes, brother!" The man in black responded, then stepped aside and stopped talking.

About half the time it took to burn the incense, four immortals wearing immortal robes came galloping from a distance. Almost at the same time, a powerful spiritual force swept across the entire peach forest.

Fufeng glanced at the person coming from the corner of his eye, then waved his hand and transformed into a thin mask, covering his face.

Seeing the four people appear, the middle-aged man hurriedly greeted them and saluted: "Greetings to the master, hello to the three immortal kings!"

"The people who just heard reported that there are monks here who perform evil arts? What's going on?" One of the tall blue-robed immortals asked.

The middle-aged man pointed at Fu Feng, who was still playing the piano, and said sternly: "Master, it's that little bastard! He didn't know what magic he used to turn these peach blossoms into flying blades, and killed all his disciples. hurt."

The blue-robed immortal glanced at Fufeng's back, and then asked calmly: "Aren't you already a ninth-level spiritual master? How could you still be like this?"

"The disciple doesn't know what's going on. That little bastard seems to be quite strong. Master, you have to make the decision for the disciple!" the middle-aged man said gloomily.

The blue-robed Immortal Lord frowned slightly and remained silent for a moment. Then he looked at Fufeng again and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Fufeng said nothing and continued to play the piano, as if he didn't hear the other person speaking.

"Little bastard, you see clearly, these are all immortal kings from the heaven. If you offend them, you will never have the chance to become a god in this life." The middle-aged man threatened coldly.

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