Battle Through the Heavens: I Am the Righteous Path

"Leader Xiao Yan!"

Yuan Yi and others fell down one after another, pointed at the huge pit, and looked at Xiao Yan in astonishment.

"Leader Xiao Yan, may I ask what this is?"

"Ah, sorry, did I disturb you?" Xiao Yan smiled, stood up and said, "This is my newly developed fighting skill. I didn't expect it to be so powerful."

Originally, Xiao Yan just wanted to crudely knead the three kinds of strange fires together based on his own experience. Although it would be equally powerful, it would be far from reaching this level.

With the guidance of Yao Shen and Yao Tianhuo, Xiao Yan arranged the three kinds of strange fires according to the sequence rules, so that the explosions overlapped. The reason why the explosions were in the shape of a lotus was to make it easier for him to sort. This complex form is also more complicated than a simple one. The shape is easier to maintain and stabilize.

Before erupting, these three kinds of strange fires transformed into lotus petals. When they came into contact with foreign objects, the lotus would immediately close up, causing those fire lotus petals that should have been peaceful to each other to touch and collide. In the end, the chain triggered such a shocking explosion. The destructive explosion.

"hiss"

Hearing Xiao Yan's apologetic words, everyone took a breath and looked at the huge pit with a diameter of nearly a kilometer in horror.

This is beyond the scope of fighting skills, right?
The old man Yingshan said leisurely with a sparkling light in his eyes.

"I was worried before that you would be too reluctant to go to Zhongzhou, but now it seems that I am overly worried."

"Senior Yingshan is too modest, Xiao Yan is just lucky."

Xiao Yan smiled softly, it was indeed a fluke for him.

Fortunately, he worshiped Yao Shen as his teacher, fortunately he practiced the Burning Technique, fortunately he absorbed three kinds of strange fires, and fortunately he successfully developed this fighting skill.

All of this cannot be achieved by just working hard.

"Cailin, let's go back and clean up later." Xiao Yan said firmly with firmness in his eyes: "The delay has been long enough. Get ready to leave for Zhongzhou immediately!"

In the northern region of Zhongzhou Continent, Xingchuan City is also the eastern location of Fenglei Pavilion.

And here, there is an orphanage, specially designed to adopt helpless children in need.

At this time, in the kitchen of the orphanage, a pretty figure was standing in front of the stove and busy. If anyone saw it, they would be surprised to find that this person turned out to be the high-ranking eldest lady of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan, Fenglei Pavilion. Feng Qing'er, a close disciple of Pavilion Master Lei Zun, is also the founder of this orphanage.

Speaking of Feng Qing'er, she is already a Nine-Star Douzong at a young age, and is only one step away from the peak of Douzong. She is known as the most talented leader among the younger generation of Sifang Pavilion, which once made Venerable Lei very proud. .

However, this disciple who made him so proud did not know why he built this orphanage at his own expense and came here to care for the children and play with them when he had time. This not only puzzled Venerable Lei, but also everyone who knew Feng Qing'er. No one can understand it.

At this time, the children in the orphanage were gathering at the door of the kitchen, tremblingly looking at Feng Qing'er who was sweating in front of the stove. Her elegant and noble face was stained with a lot of black ash, and her mouth was stained with black ash. He showed an excited smile and his eyes showed full confidence.

Standing next to her was Yu Ying, the oldest girl in the orphanage. She was looking ashamed and at a loss, stretching out her hands and softly trying to dissuade her.

"Sister Qing'er, it's hard for you to come here. I won't bother you with small things like cooking. I'll just come. You can go play with the children."

After Yu Ying finished speaking, the children outside also nodded. Of course, they not only hoped that Feng Qing'er, who rarely came for a while, would play with them, but also hoped that Feng Qing'er could stay away from the stove.

"It's okay, Yu Ying. Don't worry about bothering me. I quite like cooking." Feng Qing'er smiled and rejected Yu Ying's kindness. "I found another recipe this time. It tastes quite good. I'll do it." I’ll make it with my own hands for you to try.”

After hearing Feng Qing'er's words, Yu Ying's face turned even darker.

If it’s not Sister Qing’er, you just cook for the children, why do you still cook new dishes? !

Yu Ying tried to dissuade her again, but after opening her mouth and being stunned for a long time, she simply gave up and turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

She knew that no matter how much she tried to dissuade her, it would be useless. Once Feng Qing'er made a decision, it would not be easily changed.

"Sister Yu Ying."

Seeing Yu Ying come out, the children were holding on to her clothes pitifully. Yu Ying looked at their watery eyes, bent down slightly and patted their heads.

"Good boy, don't worry, I'll prepare stomach medicine for you right away."

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The children's faces suddenly turned ugly, and a deep gloom filled their hearts.

They really like Feng Qing'er. Not only did they create this orphanage to provide them with comfortable accommodation, but they also often come to the orphanage to play with them. However, they really don't want Feng Qing'er to enter the kitchen of the orphanage.

The first few times Feng Qing'er volunteered to cook for them, they still had expectations in their hearts, but after a few times, they understood deeply.

The upper limit of Feng Qing'er's cooking is barely enough to eat, which is pretty good, but the lower limit is simply a nightmare.

Even Yu Ying couldn't figure it out. How could Feng Qing'er be so enthusiastic about cooking when she had already made rice like this?

Yu Ying sighed softly and was about to go to the room to find medicine when a man hurriedly entered the orphanage. His clothes also showed his identity.

A disciple of Fenglei Pavilion in the northern region of Zhongzhou Continent.

"Is Miss Feng Qing'er here?"

The Fenglei Pavilion disciple asked in a respectful tone, not because he was polite, but because he had learned from past mistakes.

When Feng Qing'er first established this orphanage, the Fenglei Pavilion disciples who had nothing to do and admired Feng Qing'er often came to the orphanage to harass the children. Their ideas were quite simple.

What kind of person is Miss Feng Qing'er?Why should the pavilion master's close disciple and the eldest lady of the Sky Demon Phoenix clan bother taking care of brats like you that can be seen everywhere?None of us have ever enjoyed this treatment!

As for what happened, those Fenglei Pavilion disciples who went home triumphantly after harassing the orphanage that day, crawled to the orphanage the next day with bruises and swollen faces to apologize to the children.

As for who did it, there is no need to think too much. It is naturally Feng Qing'er. Feng Qing'er also used this move to show how important the orphanage is to her. As long as she dares to touch this place, she will never do it no matter who it is. Be gentle.

It was enough for her to experience what happened to those children in the Black Corner Domain once. She never wanted to experience it a second time in her life.

Although Yu Ying didn't know this disciple, she knew Fenglei Pavilion's clothes and pointed to the kitchen.

"Sister Qing'er is cooking inside."

"Thank you."

The Fenglei Pavilion disciple nodded, walked to Feng Qing'er in the kitchen, and said softly.

"Miss Feng Qing'er, the master of the pavilion asked you to come over."

"Go out and wait."

Feng Qing'er interrupted him calmly. The Fenglei Pavilion disciple's expression froze and he spoke quickly.

"But Miss Feng Qing'er, the Pavilion Master gave special instructions."

"Get out and wait." Feng Qing'er lost all her kindness to Yu Ying and glanced at him coldly, "Do you need me to say it a third time?"

"Yes! I'll wait outside right now!"

Seeing Feng Qing'er's cold eyes, the Fenglei Pavilion disciple did not dare to say another word and hurriedly left the kitchen. Feng Qing'er also turned back and looked at the stove in front of her attentively, recalling the time in the Black Corner Domain in her mind. The argument with Wen Xing in the kitchen, and the little doctor fairy's persuasion.

[I told you not to turn on the fire so much!The potatoes have been fried into carbon by you! ! ! 】【This time it was just an accident!There will be no problem next time! 】

【Definitely next time!How many times have you decided next time? ! 】

[You two are almost at peace. You’re not tired of arguing after more than half a month? 】

[It’s obviously her problem! 】

[This guy is all looking for trouble! 】

(Haha. It’s really amazing.)
Feng Qing'er's eyes showed nostalgia, and her mouth showed a slight sad smile.

It was obvious that he was angry from the bottom of his heart at the time, but now it was so unforgettable for him, and he desperately hoped that Wen Xing would quarrel with him again and criticize his cooking skills wantonly.

After returning from the Black Corner Territory, Feng Qing'er began to practice desperately.

It's not for any other purpose, just so that if I encounter the same scene as that time, I won't be so powerless to watch the children die.

Jiuxing Douzong, the leader of the younger generation, what's the use of being famous?
Those who die will never come back.

If I had this strength back then, I wouldn't have to watch those children die in front of me.

That scene was undoubtedly a nightmare for Feng Qing'er. She has never forgotten it. It was because she invited Xiao Yan and the Little Fairy Doctor to the auction that she let those children stay alone in the restaurant, even in Xiao Yan's house. When Yan and the little doctor fairy came up with the idea of ​​​​wanting those children not to open the restaurant that day, they stopped them themselves.

This incident has made Feng Qing'er unable to forgive herself. It is precisely because of this that she established an orphanage here. While making up for her own heartache, she will never allow the tragedy of the past to happen again.

Not long after, Feng Qing'er's new dish came out of the pot, and she brought it to the table happily, clapping her hands and greeting the children in the frightened eyes.

"Children, go wash your hands and get ready to eat~"

That bright smile seemed so friendly, completely different from his usual cold attitude towards other people. No wonder Feng Qing'er felt jealous of her admirers and the children in the orphanage.

However, this smile that is the envy of others is no different from the devil's smile in the eyes of the children, beckoning them to the abyss of hell.

"Um, Sister Qing'er." The children swallowed and smiled, "We are actually not very hungry."

"You have to eat well even if you are not very hungry, otherwise how can you have fun?" Feng Qing'er raised a finger in a serious tone, with an unquestionable attitude in her words, and then smiled again, "Okay , go wash your hands and get ready to eat, and take a nap after eating, so that you can grow up healthily~"

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The children's despair overflowed in her heart, and Yu Ying sighed again, turned around and went back to the room to find stomach medicine.

This is what Feng Qing'er said calmly as she glanced at the Fenglei Pavilion disciple standing in the corner.

"Since you are here, you should sit down and eat together. After eating, when these children fall asleep, you and I will go see the Pavilion Master."

"thank you very much!!!"

The Fenglei Pavilion disciple's uneasy heart immediately dissipated, replaced by excitement overflowing from his eyes!
This is the meal cooked by Miss Feng Qing'er herself!I was lucky enough to eat it. If others knew about it, wouldn’t they envy me to death?
However, with his heart full of excitement, he was completely unaware of the pity-filled looks that those children cast towards him.

10 minutes later
"Well, it seems like I added a little too much salt, and the frying time was too long. I have to be careful next time."

Feng Qing'er sat at the dining table with her head down, frowning and taking notes, seriously reflecting on the reasons for her failure in cooking this time, which made people vaguely wonder if she was treating the children as experiments to practice her cooking skills.

In front of the dining table, all the children's heads were buried neatly on the table, unable to move, even the Fenglei Pavilion disciple was no exception.

At this time, while he was in pain, confusion was also flowing deeply in his mind.

How could Miss Feng Qing'er, who is so outstanding, cook so poorly?

Even if you ask a beginner to do it, even if you just rely on feeling, you can't do it like this, right?

Yu Ying also took out the stomach medicine she had prepared in advance. After taking it, her ugly expression eased a little, and then she fed the children one by one. Finally, she poured a glass of boiling water and placed it with the stomach medicine on Feng Lei. In front of the pavilion disciples.

"Eat, it will make you feel better."

Yu Ying said lightly, the Fenglei Pavilion disciple took the stomach medicine with gratitude in his eyes, and he felt much better.

After the children recovered one by one, Feng Qing'er and Yu Ying took the children back to the room to put them to sleep until all the children fell asleep peacefully.

"Yu Ying, I'll leave these children to you."

At the entrance of the orphanage, Feng Qing'er said goodbye to Yu Ying with a smile, and Yu Ying nodded lightly.

"Don't worry, Sister Qing'er, I will take good care of them."

"Don't worry, this failure was just an accident. There will be no problem next time!"

Feng Qing'er clenched her fists with a confident look on her face, which made Yu Ying couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Definitely next time. Sister Qing'er, how many times have you said this?
"Hey, that one over there." Feng Qing'er turned around and greeted the Fenglei Pavilion disciple coldly. The change in attitude was extremely obvious, "It's time to go and see the Pavilion Master."

"Yes!"

Yu Ying stood at the door of the orphanage, looking at Feng Qing'er's back who was gradually retreating, with complicated thoughts in her eyes.

It is incredible that such a powerful and powerful person is willing to take care of weak people like them who have no value at all.

Yu Ying also clearly felt every time that Feng Qing'er looked at her and the children in a strange way, as if she was looking at other people.

On the other side, on the way to the East Pavilion of Fenglei Pavilion, Feng Qing'er asked in a solemn voice.

"What does the Pavilion Master want from me?"

"The Hong family of Fenglei North Pavilion went to a ruins, but all the people sent there were killed. The Pavilion Master hopes that you can deal with this matter."

"Killed?" Hearing the Fenglei Pavilion disciple's answer, Feng Qing'er glanced at him, "Isn't it normal to be killed in the ruins? Why did you let me go?"

"I heard that they were not killed in the ruins, but after they came out of the ruins safely."

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Hearing the words of this Fenglei Pavilion disciple, Feng Qing'er's eyes showed a bit of coldness.

In the battle for ruins, death and injury are inevitable. This is something everyone knows. As long as someone dies in the ruins, no one has any reason to seek revenge. This is the default rule of Zhongzhou, although there are occasional people who break the rules. That’s it.

But outside the ruins, it's a different story.

"Whose hand did it?"

Feng Qing'er asked coldly, and the Fenglei Pavilion disciple also gave the answer.

"She is a woman who has swept through various ruins this year. She is now somewhat famous in Zhongzhou."

"The name is Nalan Yanran." (End of this chapter)