"Then may I ask, what should I do to find the cemetery that disappeared?" Chu Feng asked.
"This is very simple, go there and find it." The old cat said, pointing to the jungle in the southeast.
"Where?" Chu Feng had doubts.
At this moment, the old cat walked in that direction, pointed to his feet and said, "The cemetery is here."
"You'd better not lie to me, there is nothing there," Chu Feng said.
Chu Feng's words were not nonsense, but he observed it with his heavenly eyes, and as for the result of this observation, it was naturally fruitless, there... there was nothing unusual at all.
"Boy, I won't lie to you, but your spirit formation technique is too poor. With your spirit formation technique, it is impossible to find that cemetery," said the old cat.
"After seeing Chu Feng's enchantment, you dare to say that his enchantment is poor. You are the first, Ugly Cat, you obviously don't understand and pretend to understand." Eggy's eyes flickered. Don't believe what the old cat said.
"Isn't it bad? If his enchantment technique is not bad, he doesn't need me to tell him at all, he knows where the cemetery is and can summon it," said the old cat.
"Do you know how to find that cemetery?" Chu Feng asked.
"Of course, as long as this uncle teaches you a formation, you can unlock the cemetery."
"Of course, this uncle will not help you without any reason, you must promise me one thing," said the old cat.
"What's the matter?" Chu Feng asked.
"Do you have any cigarettes there?" the old cat asked.
"Smoke?" Chu Feng was quite puzzled.
"Looking at you, you don't smoke, but you've seen a cigarette bag before, let's make one for this uncle."
"By the way, according to this size, this structure, this way." As the old cat spoke, he began to use his claws to draw the shape and structure of the tobacco bag on the ground, and the drawing was completed soon.
"Yo, there are still others." Seeing this, even Her Lady Queen couldn't help but speak.
Because the old cat's painting is not only exquisite, but also very fast. After a while, the painting is finished.
And this kind of thing, not to mention a cat, even an ordinary martial artist may not be able to do it.
From this, it can be seen that this cat is really extraordinary.
"Boy, what are you stunned for? Hurry up and do it for this uncle." The old cat said in an order.
"Hey, you dead cat, you really need a beating." Seeing this, Her Lady Queen was not happy again, and raised her hand to hit the old cat.
But Chu Feng stopped it again, and then saw Chu Feng waved his sleeves, and after the power of a fairy-level enchantment emerged, it turned into a cigarette bag in the blink of an eye.
This cigarette bag quickly turned into an entity, and it was impossible to see that it was condensed by the power of enchantment, and whether it was size or appearance, it was almost no different from that drawn by the old cat.
"It's okay." It's just that such a flawless pouch, in the hands of this old cat, only received such an evaluation.
"You are a world spiritist, you must have pine spirit grass on your body, bring some to this uncle." The old cat once again gave orders to Chu Feng, with that look, as if he was really the uncle.
But Chu Feng was not angry, but took out several pine spirit grasses and handed them to the old cat.
The old cat placed all the pine spirit grass on the ground and said, "Dry them."
And Chu Feng continued to do as he did. After all, for Chu Feng, this kind of thing was simply too simple, but at least it was much simpler than arranging a formation.
"Give me another Qiankun bag," said the old cat.
Chu Feng was not stingy, he took out an empty Qiankun bag and gave it to the old cat.
Afterwards, the old cat tied the Qiankun bag around his neck and began to take off the leaves of the pine spirit grass and stuff it into the Qiankun bag.
In the end, a small amount was left, stuffed into the cigarette pouch, and said to Chu Feng, "Light it."
Chu Feng pointed a finger, and a wisp of sparks fell into the tobacco pouch. After the leaves of the pine spirit grass were ignited, smoke rose.
And the old cat was familiar with it, and he started pumping, not only smoking but also vomiting.
That smoke can come out of the mouth, from the nose, or even spit out by him in various shapes.
While smoking a cigarette, the old cat squinted his eyes, which is a pleasure.
At this moment, Chu Feng felt more and more that this old cat was no longer simple, not to mention that smoking was like an old hand.
It is said that the pine spirit herb is a medicinal material, Chu Feng only knows that the root of the pine spirit grass is useful, and the leaves are useless.
But he didn't know that the leaves of this pine spirit grass could be smoked as cigarettes, and the taste seemed to be much more fragrant than ordinary cigarettes.
"This pine spirit grass has little medicinal properties, but when it comes to smoking, it's barely enough." The old cat said with great enjoyment.
"Can you tell me now, how did you find that cemetery?" Chu Feng asked.
"Of course not, you haven't promised to help me," said the old cat.
"Doesn't this cigarette count?" Chu Feng asked.
"Of course not, it's just a cigarette. You seem to know the whereabouts of the cemetery, and you are too delusional." The old cat glanced at Chu Feng with contempt.
"Okay, tell me, what do you want me to do?" Chu Feng asked.
"Foguangtian Temple, is it still there?" the old cat asked.
"Yes." Chu Feng said.
"Then you go to Foguangtian Temple, find the current abbot of Foguangtian Temple, and tell him that their founder, Lord Tiger, is trapped here, and ask him to at least find me, ten dragon-level fairy-cloak world spiritists, to Come here to save me." The old cat said.
"Hahaha, Huan Hu, you're obviously an old-fashioned cat, you and Hu are too different." At this moment, Eggy was amused and giggled.
But at this moment, Chu Feng had a solemn expression on his face, because when he saw the old cat's expression and tone, it didn't look like he was joking, and it didn't look like he was lying.
Could it be that this is really the founder of Fo Guang Tian Temple? If true, it would be too exaggerated.
Foguang Tian Temple is a holy place of Buddhism. How could the founder of the mountain there be a cat
At this moment, Chu Feng couldn't help but look at this old cat again, but no matter how he looked at it, it looked like an ordinary cat.
However, it is obviously very unusual, at least the fact that it can speak is already very unusual.
This made Chu Feng realize that he couldn't see through the cat at all.
"Are you really the founder of Fo Guangtian Temple?" Chu Feng asked.
"This uncle never lies," said the old cat.
"Then why are you trapped here?" Chu Feng asked.
"Do you still need to ask, of course it's for the treasure here." Eggy said.
"Hmph, stinky girl's movie, you are too underestimated by Uncle Ben." The old cat laughed contemptuously, and then said to Chu Feng: "Boy, if you help Uncle Ben, when Uncle Ben goes out, he will definitely let him go. Fo Guang Tian Temple covers you."
"Even if you say it's true, I can't just help you like this, because I'm not sure whether what you say is true or not. After all, you have no cultivation base right now," Chu Feng said.
"That's not easy, I'll tell you some secrets of Fo Guangtian Temple." The old cat said indifferently.
"First of all, I don't know much about Foguang Temple, and secondly, I'm not interested in the secrets of Foguang Temple," Chu Feng said.
"What do you want?" the old cat asked.
"Well, first tell me how to find the cemetery. If the method you mentioned is useful, then I will go and find people from Foguang Temple for you." Chu Feng said.
"That won't work, what if I say it, what if you don't call me?" The old cat looked disbelieving, showing a cunning and cunning look. (To be continued)