Turns Out I'm the God of War Who's No Appeal
You parents, you have to see if I can support it
“What plans can I have?” Yi Feng sighed with emotion, and said helplessly: “For the time being, I can only keep a third of this acre to eat, of course, if I can accept a few more disciples, then, that would be great!"
"Oh."
Old Ancestor Qingshan nodded, slightly disappointed in his heart.
The reason why he asked this was actually in hopes of being able to ask Yi Feng about the direction of the overall situation in the future.If he could figure out a thing or two, that was, then his master and disciple will be on a shortcut.
But Yi Feng's words seemed to be the answer, but he did not say anything.
Since Yi Feng did not want to reveal it, he naturally did not dare to ask more.
However, successfully borrowing a knife today was already a complete success After a moment of greeting, the two hurriedly said goodbye.
After walking away from the martial arts hall, the two regained their breaths and turned into two streams of light and flew towards the Qingshan Gate.
Right after returning to the Qingshan Gate, ancestor Qingshan rushed in.
“Uncle, wait for me, wait for me?” Zhu Yun followed behind ancestor Qingshan, and said flatly.
"What?"
Old Ancestor Qingshan asked angrily as he regained his senses.
"Hehe." Zhu Yun rubbed his palm and said with a smile, "Uncle, can you show me the knife?"
“What is so beautiful of you?” shouted Old Ancestor Qingshan.
“Look at it, just look at.” Zhu Yun bowed his body and said humbly.
"Oh!"
Old Ancestor Qingshan let out a cold snort and took out a knife impatiently.
"call!"
As soon as the sword came out, it carried a different aura. Zhu Yun's small eyes narrowed into a crack, and he carefully lifted his palm to touch it. In an instant, ancestor Qingshan kept the knife.
"OK, after reading it, I'll go for a day's retreat and tell senior official Zongzhong that there will be a meeting tomorrow."
After all, the Qingshan ancestor turned into a ribbon and had escaped.
Zhu Yun's face twitched with his palm hanging in the air, and he shattered towards the departure of ancestor Qingshan, but he still did not dare to ignore his orders, either, and hurriedly tell the sect people to hold a meeting tomorrow.
"Dog, come here."
Lying in the courtyard, Yi Feng waved to Ao Qing.
Ao Qing wagged her tail diligently, and stood at Yi Feng's feet with narrowed eyes.
Playing dogs was Yi Feng's daily routine.
After masturbating, Yi Feng stretched and then took off his clothes, revealing his smooth and healthy skin.
After all, Yi Feng stretched his muscles and bones, and he had already meditated when he walked to the side.
After that, a set of Shaolin fists was opened. Although he did not have a cultivation base, his fist skill had reached a level equivalent to a god. She also has a strong wind in her fight, and every move and style shows strength.
"Ouch!"
At the side, Ao Qing stared, and could not help but howl, almost going mad with excitement.
From the moment Yi Feng took off, the space around him was filled with martial intent. It was clear that the movement was not complicated, but it was a simple punch, but it had a very deep feeling.
Unknowingly, Ao Qing seemed to have realized something, and his territory instantly broke through the level.
But gradually, he became increasingly incomprehensible.
What was even stranger was that he wanted to write down this series of punches, but it turned out that he was unable to recall what Yi Feng had moved before.
At this moment, this set of punches had been defeated by Yi Feng to be extremely hot, when Ao Qing was excited to watch it again, he found that he was dizzy, dizzy, and, and the powerful impact of martial arts nearly blew it up. .
Ao Qing hurriedly closed her eyes, knowing that this was not a level she could aspire to at all.
Gradually, Yi Feng finally stopped.
"Poor."
After wiping off the sweat on his forehead and not exercising for a long time, he felt very comfortable with a series of punches.
Looking at the appearance of the dog next to him, Yi Feng smiled, after rubbing his dog's head, he smiled and said, "How is it, your master is amazing."
"Oh."
“Example, it is very smart.” Yi Feng took a sip of water and said with a smile, “If that's the case, then I will do it again.”
Putting down the teacup, Yi Feng re-entered meditation.
After finally getting into this condition, it was also very good to exercise more, and a set of internal fists slowly opened in his hands.
Ao Qing's face was ugly.
Senior, Senior, I know your hard work and you want to cultivate me well, but you, the old man, also depend on whether I can support him or not!
Shaolin's fist just now made him dizzy and almost burst out, but Yi Feng developed another, deeper fist.
He did not even dare to see this blow!
Of course it's not that I don't want to, the key is to see if there's that destiny.
A set of inner fists came down, Yi Feng was sweating, but felt very comfortable. After taking a bath, Yi Feng lay down on the recliner again.
After which, he took out the fire bead given to him by ancestor Qingshan, and placed it in his hand to find out ...