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"What plans can I have?" Yi Feng sighed with emotion and said helplessly: "For the time being, I can only hold on to this three-thirds of an acre to make a living. Of course, it would be great if we could recruit a few more apprentices! "
"oh."
Patriarch Qingshan nodded, a little disappointed in his heart.
The reason why he asked this was actually because he expected to ask Yi Feng about the overall direction of the future. If he could know something about it, then his master and disciple would have taken a shortcut.
"But Yi Feng's words seemed to be an answer, but he didn't say anything.
Since Yi Feng didn¡¯t want to reveal it, he naturally didn¡¯t dare to ask any more questions.
However, being able to successfully borrow the knife today was a complete success. After a while of greetings, the two of them left quickly.
After walking far out of the martial arts hall, the two regained their breath and turned into two streams of light and flew towards Qingshan Gate.
As soon as he returned to Qingshan Gate, Qingshan Patriarch hurriedly walked inside.
"Uncle, wait for me, wait for me?" Zhu Yun followed behind Patriarch Qingshan and said with a flattering look on his face.
"What to do?"
Patriarch Qingshan came to his senses and asked angrily.
"Hehe." Zhu Yun rubbed his palms and said with a smile: "Uncle Master, can you show me that knife?"
"What do you have to see?" Old Ancestor Qingshan shouted.
"Just one look, just one look." Zhu Yun bowed and said humbly.
"snort!"
Patriarch Qingshan snorted and took out the knife impatiently.
"Hoo!"
As soon as the blade of the blade came out, it brought with it a different aura. Zhu Yun narrowed his eyes and carefully raised his palm to touch it. In an instant, the Qingshan ancestor put away the blade.
"Okay, now that I've finished reading, I'll go into seclusion for a day and inform the senior leaders of the sect that there will be a meeting tomorrow."
After saying that, the Qingshan Patriarch turned into a streak of light and fled away.
Zhu Yun¡¯s face twitched with his palms hanging in the air, and he made a loud noise in the direction where Patriarch Qingshan left. However, he still did not dare to neglect his order and quickly informed everyone in the sect to hold a meeting tomorrow.
"Dog, come here."
Lying in the courtyard, Yi Feng waved to Ao Qing.
Ao Qing waggled his tail enthusiastically and came to Yi Feng's feet with squinted eyes.
Playing the dog is Yi Feng¡¯s daily routine.
After finishing masturbating, Yi Feng stretched and then took off his shirt, revealing his smooth and healthy skin.
"Just give me a punch. If you don't move, your muscles and bones will fall apart."
After saying that, Yi Feng stretched his muscles and bones, walked aside and fell into meditation.
" Then a set of Shaolin boxing unfolded smoothly. Although he had no cultivation, his boxing skills had reached a level comparable to those of gods. When he fought, the wind was everywhere, and every move revealed a sense of beauty.
"Ouch!"
Beside, Ao Qing stared, unable to hold back a howl, almost going crazy with excitement.
From the moment Yi Feng gained momentum, the surrounding space was filled with martial intent. The moves were obviously not complicated, and it was a simple punch, but it conveyed an extremely profound feeling.
Unknowingly, Ao Qing seemed to realize something, and his realm directly broke through to a new level.
But gradually, he couldn¡¯t understand it more and more.
What¡¯s even more strange is that he originally wanted to memorize this set of boxing techniques, but found that he couldn¡¯t remember what Yi Feng¡¯s previous moves were.
At this time, this set of punches had been hit by Yi Feng to a fever pitch. When Ao Qing was excited and wanted to look at it again, he found that he was dizzy. The strong force of martial arts almost exploded his whole body. .
Ao Qing quickly closed his eyes, knowing that this was not a level he could covet.
Gradually, Yi Feng finally stopped.
"Comfortable."
I wiped the sweat from my forehead. After not exercising for a long time, it was extremely comfortable to do a set of boxing.
Looking at the appearance of the dog next to him, Yi Feng smiled, rubbed his dog's head, and said with a smile: "How about it, your master must be awesome."
"Ouch."
Ao Qing shouted twice.
"You're really smart, little guy." Yi Feng took a sip of water and said with a smile, "In that case, I'll try another trick."
Putting down the tea cup, Yi Feng returned to meditation.
It¡¯s not easy to get into this state. It¡¯s also great to exercise more.Okay, another set of internal boxing was slowly unfolded in his hands.
Ao Qing looked ugly.
¡°Senior, senior, I know your good intentions and want to cultivate me well, but you, old man, have to see if I can hold on!
The Shaolin boxing set just now had already made him dizzy and about to burst. As a result, Yi Feng came up with another more profound set of boxing.
He didn¡¯t dare to even look at this punch!
Of course it¡¯s not that I don¡¯t want to, the key is to see if I have the fate.
After a set of internal punches, Yi Feng was sweating profusely, but felt extremely comfortable. After taking a shower, Yi Feng lay down on the recliner again.
Afterwards, he took out the flame bead given to him by Patriarch Qingshan, placed it in his hand and tried to figure it out (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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