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Text Chapter 716: Recruiting a Disciple

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    "I have been here for a long time, and I have made some arrangements. When something cannot be done, you can ask Huzi to take you to hide for a while."

    Being able to safely let his only grandson enter the mountain, Uncle Zhang was not completely unprepared. He immediately turned around and entered the house, took out a bag of things, opened it and placed it in front of Qin Feng.

    "Uncle Zhang, what is this?"

    Looking at the iron cylindrical object with thick and round arms, Qin Feng asked curiously: "Isn't it said that there is a lack of iron here? Such a thing is enough to make two or three daggers, right?"

    "This thing is much more precious than a dagger. You should keep it for self-defense"

    Uncle Zhang took the object in his left hand and moved it to his right hand. The thing just slipped in, like a wristband. When he lowered the cuff, no clues could be seen from the outside.

    "Is it an arm guard?" Qin Feng touched Uncle Zhang's right forearm and said, "This thing isn't of much use. It's better to make it into a heart guard."

    "Haha, you are mistaken." After hearing Qin Feng's words, Uncle Zhang showed a smile on his face, glanced left and right, and pointed his right arm at the door panel of the yard.

    "Look!"

    As he spoke, Uncle Zhang pressed his left hand on the forearm of his right hand. There was a "click" sound from the machine spring, and a silver light flashed across Uncle Zhang's right hand.

    "Thisis this thing a hidden weapon?"

    Qin Feng took a step forward and looked at the door panel. Dozens of toothpick-sized silver needles were densely nailed into the door panel, all of which penetrated three-thirds of the way into the wood, leaving only one needle exposed.

    "It's very powerful. Even a tiger can be shot through!"

    Qin Feng stretched out his thumb and index finger and pulled out a silver needle abruptly. After seeing the length of the silver needle.  I couldn't help but gasp, because the needle was more than three inches long.

    You should know that in order to prevent wild beasts from invading, the wooden doors used in this small village are all made of high-quality solid wood.  Even a gun may not be able to penetrate it, but this humble silver needle can penetrate so deeply, which shows the power of the machine spring.

    "Good thing, this is the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle rumored in the world, right?"

    Qin Feng pulled open Uncle Zhang's sleeves, looked at it carefully, and said, "Uncle Zhang, you can't see iron weapons here. What if you can make such an exquisite hidden weapon?"

    Without iron tools, there would naturally be no blacksmiths, but things like this would be impossible to make without a skilled old blacksmith.  That's why Qin Feng was a little strange.

    "My ancestors used locust stones and were also proficient in strange hidden weapons. When my grandfather went out before, he spent a lot of money to find someone to make this thing"

    Uncle Zhang did not hide the origin of this object. This thing was older than him. When Uncle Zhang's ancestors went out, they spent five taels of gold to hire an old blacksmith to make it.  It can be considered an heirloom of the Zhang family.

    "You can no longer see these things in the world outside."

    After Uncle Zhang handed the thing into his hands, Qin Feng couldn't put it down and played with it. Compared with the guns that can be seen everywhere in the outside world, he preferred these hidden weapons that condensed the essence of his predecessors.

    "Don't take this thing out unless it's absolutely necessary and your life is at stake"

    Uncle Zhang didn't have Qin Feng's hand strength, so he found a wooden clip, pulled out the silver needles one by one, and said, "I relied on this thing to escape from the Qian family back then. Lu Fenglei knew this thing.  Never use it in front of him"

    Uncle Zhang originally didn¡¯t want to give this thing to Qin Feng, because as soon as it was revealed, the Qian family would immediately understand, but the only grandson followed Qin Feng.  Uncle Zhang was still a little worried, so he took out this life-saving item.

    "Uncle Zhang, I can't use this thing."

    After playing with the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle for a while, Qin Feng shook his head and said, "It's better to bring it to Huzi. If he gets lost in the mountains, he has this thing and has some ability to protect himself."  ¡­¡±

    "That's good!"

    After hearing Qin Feng¡¯s words, Uncle Zhang nodded, took out the stones from his grandson¡¯s pocket, and said, ¡°Huzi, you can¡¯t use this hidden weapon technique in front of others, do you understand?¡±

    "Butbut if you have to take action, can't you use it?" Zhang Hu raised his head and looked at his grandfather, and said with some disbelief.

    "No, even if you risk getting injured, you can't use this hidden weapon technique!" Uncle Zhang said seriously: "As long as you move your wrist, Lu Fenglei can tell the origin of this technique at a glance."

    In his early years, Uncle Zhang had a close relationship with Lu Fenglei. Both of them had learned some of each other¡¯s kung fu, so they had their own unique hidden weapons.The technique couldn't be hidden from Lu Fenglei's eyes at all.

    More importantly, Uncle Zhang knew that Lu Fenglei looked generous and loyal on the outside, but in fact he was ruthless. After he broke up with him, he led people to hunt him down for four or five years.

    Therefore, if Lu Fenglei sees Zhang Hu's tactics, he will probably use all kinds of torture to get information about himself from Zhang Hu, which would be tantamount to harming his own grandson.

    "Huzi, let me teach you a trick!" Qin Feng couldn't help laughing when he heard Zhang Hu's childish tone.

    "What a coincidence?" Zhang Hu still admired Qin Feng very much. He has never seen anyone who can make a chair fall apart with his butt.

    Qin Feng smiled and said: "No matter if you encounter any danger, you can hide behind the old man in black. You can't make a mistake!"

    To be honest, Qin Feng is also a little worried that Zhang Hu will reveal some flaws. After all, this child has hatred in his heart, and people like Lu Fenglei have very sensitive senses, and he may discover it if he is not careful.

    "I know. If any ferocious beast comes out, I will hide behind him and kill the old man" Zhang Hu nodded seriously, and only then did a child-like smile appear on his face.

    "Qin Feng, Hu Zi will have to trouble you more to take care of him"

    Uncle Zhang was afraid that people from the Qian family would wander around the village, so he looked up at the sky and said, "I took Erniu to hide in the back mountain first. When someone asked, he said he went into the mountain to collect medicine"

    Qin Feng nodded and said, "Uncle Zhang, don't worry, nothing will happen."

    "Er Niu, let's go. Grandpa will take you to take care of the medicine garden over there"

    Uncle Zhang shouted to his granddaughter who was feeding the wolf cub in the inner room. He never thought that his granddaughter would reveal a word of what Qin Feng said.

    "Hey, here we come"

    Erniu came out holding the little wolf cub with goat's milk still in its mouth, and said: "Grandpa, aren't you able to use the herbs we grew ourselves?"

    ¡°It didn¡¯t happen before, but it does now.¡±

    Uncle Zhang lovingly slapped the little girl on the head and said, "Hurry up and go, otherwise you won't be able to get there before it gets dark. Hurry up and see your brothers again"

    "Goodbye, brother. Goodbye, brother Qin Feng."

    The little girl didn¡¯t think too much, and happily followed her grandfather out of the yard with the little wolf cub in her arms. However, she didn¡¯t even notice that her grandfather did not take the usual path and went straight up the hillside.

    After Uncle Zhang left, Qin Feng said: "Huzi, don't think so much. Come, I will teach you the technique of breathing with your hands. You can practice it in the afternoon"

    "Brother, you want to teach me kung fu? That's great!" Hearing that Qin Feng wanted to teach him kung fu, Zhang Hu suddenly wiped away the depression of his grandfather's departure and became energetic.

    You know, in this space.  Almost all families with ancestral skills are kept secret. Zhang Hu has good qualifications, but just because the family's skills are incomplete, he has never been able to enter the Ming Jin cultivation level.

    Qin Feng stood in the yard, swaying his feet in an unsteady stance, and said, "Stop practicing the Kung Fu you used to do. Although hidden weapons are very practical, it is not very good for the body to use swords in a slanted direction.  "

    "Hidden weapons can only hurt people who haven't practiced their skills well enough."  People like Qin Feng or Lu Fenglei have already trained their six senses to be extremely sensitive, and their movements and reactions are even faster than the speed of firing a concealed weapon.

    For Zhang Hu, Qin Feng really had nothing to hide.  After correcting Zhang Hu's stance, he taught Zhang Hu to memorize his Qi training formula, which was not taught to outsiders, word for word.

    Zhang Hu lives in this space and is basically exposed to ancient texts. He does not reject those Taoist qi training formulas at all. In one afternoon, he memorized the more than 3,000-word exercises in his heart.

    However, Zhang Hu, who had always practiced martial arts, was not very used to Zhanzhuang. After standing all afternoon, he only felt soreness in his back and legs. Qin Feng picked up some herbs and boiled them in water for him to soak.  It took an hour to get relief.

    "Huzi, do you really want to become my teacher?"

    Looking at Zhang Hu, who had not complained a word of suffering all afternoon, Qin Feng really had the idea of ??recruiting a disciple. You must know that today, with the prevalence of technologically advanced weapons, there are few people who can endure such hardship in Kung Fu.

    "Brother, are you willing to accept me as your disciple?"

    After hearing Qin Feng¡¯s words, Zhang Hu¡¯s eyes shone with excitement. After just standing on the pile for a few hours, he felt that the strength in his body had increased a lot, and he was even more convinced of Qin Feng.

    "Are you still calling me brother?"

    Qin Feng¡¯s face revealedWith a smile on his face, the old-school people accepted disciples, first looking at their character and secondly their qualifications. Zhang Hu was a simple man and would never do anything like bullying his master and destroying his ancestors.

    "Master is here, I will be bowed to you three times by my disciples!"

    Zhang Hu knelt down in front of Qin Feng with a "pop" sound, and kowtowed three times with "bang bang bang". When he raised his head, his forehead was already red and swollen.

    "You are an honest kid, Hu Zi, let me tell you the rules of the school"

    Qin Feng smiled and helped Zhang Hu up, and said: "Our sect was founded at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty. Don't ask questions in a hurry. I will tell you the historical questions later"

    Waving his hand to stop Zhang Hu's open mouth, Qin Feng told Zhang Hu the hundreds of years of history of the Waibamen created by Master Sanfeng. He also told Zhang Hu the modern history of China.  A popular education.

    If he were in the world where Qin Feng lived, if he told these things to people around the same age as Zhang Hu, he would definitely be laughed at and not believed.

    But living in this space where rivers and lakes have always existed, Zhang Hu listened with great interest, and his expression kept changing as Qin Feng talked.

    When Qin Feng talked about the eight-year war of resistance, Zhang Hu¡¯s hands clenched into fists, but when he heard about cars and airplanes, Zhang Hu showed a curious look.

    "Huzi, as a human being, you must be happy with your grudges, but remember one thing, you must not lose your eyes or blind your soul by hatred"

    Qin Feng looked into Zhang Hu's eyes and said, "If you can't do this and keep hatred in your heart all day long, your achievements will be limited"

    Qin Feng discovered that Zhang Hu was good at everything, but he was obsessed with the Qian family. He couldn't help but use a bit of zhenqi in his words, which passed into Zhang Hu's ears.

    For his disciples, Qin Feng would not use hypnosis. The intervention of external factors would affect Zhang Hu's mind. He used a technique similar to the Buddhist lion's roar to fundamentally solve Zhang Hu's problem.  .

    "You can't be blinded by hatred"

    Qin Feng's words seemed to have magic power. Zhang Hu kept repeating them, his eyes gradually became firm from confusion, and finally nodded heavily and said: "Master, I understand!"

    As soon as he finished speaking, a hint of joy suddenly appeared on Zhang Hu's face. After figuring out the problems that had been bothering him since he was sensible, Zhang Hu felt his heart became clear.

    The meridians in the body suddenly became unobstructed, just like a silkworm emerging from its cocoon. The weak aura that used to wander through the meridians suddenly became stronger. Zhang Hu actually entered the realm of Ming Jin at this moment¡ª¡ª

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