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- Chapter 102 Thunder
"It's not martial arts" Uncle Feng Jie dwarfed, his expression dimmed, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I was also seriously ill and sought medical treatment!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled, his eyes still staring at the scroll for a moment, obviously he was very interested in its content.
Ma Chunhua stared at him with bright eyes. Looking at the master's appearance, she knew that she was not showing mercy in vain. This scroll would be of great use to the master.
After a while, Xiao Yuesheng put down the scroll, closed his eyes, frowned tightly, and stood motionless, his mind already thousands of miles away.
Ma Chunhua and Uncle Feng were also motionless. They knew that he had some understanding and was thinking hard, so it was not appropriate to disturb him.
He stood quietly for an hour. It was extremely hot outside, but the hall was cool and pleasant.
Suddenly, a gust of wind appeared out of thin air, like a roaring wave rushing over, it was so sudden and without warning.
The two rows of screens in the hall were shaking and slowly tilted towards both sides.
They trembled and tilted more and more, and finally, "bang bang bang", dozens of screens fell down one after another.
Ma Chunhua and Uncle Feng¡¯s clothes were flying like a strong wind blowing against their heads.
The two of them squinted their eyes and saw Xiao Yuesheng standing there quietly, his clothes not flying or flying, sticking to his body softly, and the scroll on the table was stable and motionless.
This gust of wind coming out of nowhere is so weird, I'm afraid it has something to do with Xiao Yuesheng.
The strong wind suddenly stopped, and it was so unexpected that the two of them could not help but suspect that everything was just an illusion, but the fallen screen confirmed the arrival of the strong wind.
"Master?" Ma Chunhua shouted when she saw Xiao Yuesheng turning around.
There were bright lights in Xiao Yuesheng's eyes, as if clear springs were reflecting the sunlight, sparkling and flashing, as if they were illusions and reality.
His eyes slowly condensed, he glanced at the two of them, and said with a smile, "What's wrong?"
"What insights does Master have?" Ma Chunhua asked hurriedly.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded: "Well, I have a little understanding. These few words have inspired me a lot. I have to thank Master Feng!"
"I'm very happy to be able to help Master Xiao!" Uncle Feng Jie laughed, the surprise still in his eyes.
The gust of wind just now must have been caused by his internal power. Such deep internal power is really shocking and unbelievable!
"Master Xiao, do you want to read it again?" Uncle Feng Jie pointed to the scroll on the table.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled, lowered his head and reached out, picked up the scroll, and weighed it with his right hand, as if to estimate its weight.
Uncle Feng Jie looked at Wei in a daze, looking puzzled, as did Ma Chunhua.
Xiao Yuesheng turned around and said with a smile: "Master Feng, you are right, this scroll is indeed weird!"
¡°Huh¡ª¡ª?!¡± Uncle Feng Jie suddenly opened his eyes wide with eagerness.
Xiao Yuesheng pointed to the shaft with his left hand: "There is writing in this scroll. What is written on it must be opened to see it."
¡°Inside?!¡± Uncle Feng Jie frowned and hesitated.
This is the legacy of the ancestor. In the hearts of the disciples of the sect, although they cannot understand what is written on it, it is still a priceless treasure.
It¡¯s not a big deal if it¡¯s given to outsiders to take a few glances at, but if it¡¯s taken apart, it¡¯s a big sin.
Even if he is the leader and his disciples find out about it, they will probably kick him out of the position and drive him out of the Fenglei Sect.
Xiao Yuesheng looked at him with a half-smile, and said in a gentle tone: "This is just my estimate and guess. Whether to dismantle it or not, it is up to Master Feng."
Uncle Feng Jie put his hands behind his back, turned around and walked out of the hall. When he reached the door of the hall, he turned around again and walked back. When he was in front of Xiao Yuesheng, he turned around again and walked out again.
He went back and forth like this, and after a while, he walked closer for ten times. His face was always tense, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were flickering, flickering on and off.
Ma Chunhua glanced at Xiao Yuesheng and saw that the corners of her master's mouth were slightly raised, and she seemed to be smiling but not smiling, so she knew something was strange. The master was playing a trick!
She squinted her bright eyes, rolled her eyes at Xiao Yuesheng, and smiled secretly.
Xiao Yue was angry, calm and thoughtful, instead of glancing at Uncle Feng Jie, who was pacing back and forth, shaking his head and smiling.
He is most aware of Uncle Feng Jie¡¯s inner struggle. Watching him struggle is quite interesting, but he doesn¡¯t criticize it.
After a while, Uncle Feng Jie walked back and forth for more than ten times. He suddenly stopped, slapped his hands fiercely, and shouted: "Damn it, give it all, tear it down¡ª¡ª!"
Xiao Yuesheng stroked his mustache and smiled slightly: "Okay, you are indeed very ambitious. I admire you very much, so I will open it!"
"Let's tear it down!" Uncle Feng Jie shut up and gritted his teeth.Li nodded.
Xiao Yuesheng's index finger lightly traced it, from top to bottom, a shallow thin line appeared on the wooden shaft. The color of the wooden shaft was like ink but not ink, like purple but not purple, and shone with a strange luster.
Uncle Feng Jie didn¡¯t know what material the wooden shaft was made of, but he knew that it was extremely hard. Even if it was cut with a sword, it would not leave any trace.
Xiao Yuesheng handed the wooden axis to Uncle Feng Jie and said with a smile: "See for yourself."
Uncle Feng Jie took it carefully. As soon as the wooden shaft was in his hand, it immediately split into two halves. The size was evenly proportioned, and it was more accurate than a carpenter's ink line measurement.
His heart was beating so hard that he didn't care to be polite to Xiao Yue. He picked up half of it, pointed it in the direction of the entrance of the hall, faced the light, and squinted his eyes to take a closer look.
"Thunder move Jiu Tian secret method" He slowly read out loud, his eyes slowly widening.
Xiao Yuesheng suddenly spoke up, interrupted him, smiled slightly, and said: "What, Master Feng, is this a martial arts secret book?!"
"Hehe, hehe it's the secret, it's the secret!" Uncle Feng slowly raised his head, his eyes shining with ecstasy, burning and compelling.
"Congratulations to Master Feng!" Xiao Yuesheng clasped his fists and laughed: "Since it's a secret, we won't bother you much and want to take a rest."
"Okay, I'll take you there!" Uncle Feng Jie said hurriedly, carefully put away the scroll, bowed and stretched out his hand.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled, and stepped out of the hall.
As soon as Ma Chunhua waited for Uncle Feng to leave, she hurriedly asked: "Master, how did you find out that there were words inside?"
The two masters and apprentices sat around a round table. The surroundings of the room were elegant and simple, and it was quite spacious.
Xiao Yuesheng picked up the tea cup and took a sip, his expression was leisurely and unhurried.
"Master¡ª¡ªFather¡ª¡ª!" Ma Chunhua said in a tired voice, stepped forward and pulled his sleeves, shook him vigorously, and used coquettish tactics.
Xiao Yuesheng's arm was shaken by her, but the tea cup remained steady, saying: "If you advance to another level in the Holding the Void Art, you can still see it!"
"Really?!" Ma Chunhua's eyes lit up.
"Why are you lying to me?!" Xiao Yuesheng glared at her and snorted, "You just don't live up to expectations and are always lazy!"
Ma Chunhua pouted, quickly changed the subject, and said with a smile: "Master, this Fenglei Sect is much bigger and more impressive than the Ziyang Sect!"
"Well, after all, it is a great sect with a long history, and the founder is also an extraordinary figure." Xiao Yuesheng nodded and took another sip of tea.
"That's right, that Taoist book is both mysterious and mysterious. What does it say?" Ma Chunhua asked.
Xiao Yuesheng put down the tea cup and smiled softly: "You are not at the highest level, so it is useless to talk about it. I will eventually pass it on to you in the future!"
"Is it also some kind of secret method?" Ma Chunhua's bright eyes sparkled like diamonds.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded slightly: "Well, this Taoist book is of great help to my practice. It is far more precious than the Thunderous Nine Heavens Secret Technique This Master Fenglei has a very good Taoist practice!"
"Hehe, congratulations to Master!" Ma Chunhua smiled happily, as beautiful as a spring flower.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and glanced at her: "You, practice more diligently. Don't wait until I'm not here in the future. You won't be able to protect yourself!"
"Master is not here? Where are you going?!" Ma Chunhua opened her eyes wide and asked in surprise, with a hint of worry in her eyes.
Xiao Yuesheng was in seclusion, and she was alone. When Xiao Yuesheng came to Ziyang Sect this time, she stayed alone in Tianshan, and she was already a little afraid of her master leaving.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly: "When you know yourself in the future, just go and meditate for a while."
After saying that, he got up and left his seat, came to the couch, sat cross-legged, made secrets with his hands, closed his eyes and calmed his breath, already entering meditation.
Two days later, at noon, the scorching sun shone all over Leigong Mountain.
Ten disciples of the Fenglei Sect lined up in a row, all with solemn and tragic expressions. They followed the leader, Uncle Feng Jie, to the stone wall of the sect to welcome the arrival of the Eagle Claw Sect.
Xiao Yuesheng and Uncle Feng walked side by side, Ma Chunhua followed behind Xiao Yuesheng, the moon-white Taoist robes fluttering like an immortal in the sky.
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From a distance, you can see a dozen people standing under the stone wall, like stars over the moon, surrounding a thin old man.
The old man was of medium build, thin and thin. He was wearing a large brown shirt, which fluttered in the wind, making him look even thinner. It seemed that if the wind was stronger, he could be blown away.
He has a pale, beardless face and a slender face. He looks more like a middle-aged scholar than a martial artist.
Standing next to the old man are a man and a woman, both young people in their twenties. The man is inevitable, the woman is beautiful, and her eyebrows are somewhat similar to the old man.
Feng JieThe uncle clasped his fists from a distance, looked up to the sky and said haha: "Sect Master Zhou is here. I welcome you from afar!"
"Easy to say, easy to say." The old man put his hands behind his hands and smiled slightly, looking calm. - 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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