"It's really strange that the young master didn't go out to be merry today, but instead practiced boxing."
"This punch doesn't seem to be very powerful, it doesn't have any power at all, but it gives people an indescribable rhythm."
"Weird, weird.
The young master's boxing method is not a divine fist, and no matter how much he imitates it, he can't imitate the flavor of that boxing method.
"Some people want to learn how to box, but they always feel that they can't be fluent, and every punch hurts all over their bodies, and in the end they can only give up and dare not learn any more.
Feng Feiyun's nine moves of boxing, representing nine kinds of meaning, seem to be poor and simple, but in fact it is exquisite, even if someone can imitate the boxing, but can not imitate the meaning, as long as there is a slight deviation, it will hurt the body.
Feng Suiyu stood on a six-story platform, looking at Feng Feiyun who was practicing boxing in the distance, his handsome face was full of coldness, holding a book in one hand, and gently tapping on the elm railing with the other, as if he was contemplating.
"Master Da, there's no need to worry, Fengfeiyun boxing is a monkey style, and it can't become a climate."
A house slave with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks sneered behind the wind and rain.
Feng Suiyu shook his head and said solemnly: "It's not normal, it's not normal, I always feel that something seems to have changed from him, which makes me a little uneasy."
"Quack, do you want me to kill him, so as not to have too many dreams at night."
The house slave said.
Feng Suiyu's eyes were cold, he glared at him, and said: "Do you really think that your father-in-law has completely given up on him, but my father-in-law is a shrewd person, as long as he finds a clue, we will all be finished." ” "As a last resort, Feng Feiyun can't move, and there is a Steward Liu by his side, this Steward Liu's cultivation is unfathomable, with him by Feng Feiyun's side, even if I take action in person, I'm afraid it won't please me."
The house slave said: "The eldest young master has cultivated the Great Wind Spirit to the third layer, and his cultivation has reached the peak of spiritual guidance, and he can completely fight dozens of martial arts powerhouses alone, is it still no match for that old man Liu?"
Gale Jin is a broken classic of cultivating immortals, it was taught by Feng Wanpeng to Feng Suiyu, Feng Suiyu's talent is not bad, only a few years of cultivation, he has reached the third level, and has been praised by Feng Wanpeng several times.
Feng Wanpeng has been cultivating for nearly thirty years, and he has cultivated to the fifth layer of Great Wind Strength, becoming a strong man on the dominant side, Feng Suiyu has only cultivated for a few years and reached the third layer, and his talent is still above Feng Wanpeng.
"Don't underestimate Steward Liu, this old guy's cultivation is not under his father-in-law."
Feng Suiyu is a cautious person and thoughtful, so he almost never makes a mistake, frowned, and said: "Feng Feiyun has changed since last night, who did he contact yesterday?"
The slave thought for a moment, and suddenly his expression moved, and he said, "The little lady of the Luo family, Luo Yu'er."
I heard that a strange thing happened yesterday, Young Master Feng actually invited Dr.
Wang of Gushantang to treat Luo Laohan's injuries, and he miraculously did not act rough with the little lady of the Luo family.
Could it be that Luo Yu'er influenced Young Master Feng and made him turn back?"
"Influenced by a woman, the prodigal son turned back, Luo Yuer" Feng Suiyu read softly, and then said: "Interesting, interesting, you go to Boss Wu, this matter will be handed over to him Feng Feiyun has actually learned to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, then we will find someone who does not pity the fragrance and cherish the jade."
Huh" "If Luo Yuer meets Boss Wu, it will really be a delicate flower being destroyed, and the tender leaves will be ravaged and quacked" The slave smiled lewdly, and knew Boss Wu too well in his heart, Luo Yuer's little lady was in a catastrophe this time.
"It's so easy to want the prodigal son to turn back" Feng Suiyu retracted his gaze, turned a new page of the book in his hand, and began to study it seriously.
On the cover of the book are written the three big characters "Jade Bottle Plum".
In the next three days, Young Master Feng, who had always been dissolute, never walked out of the gate of the Feng Mansion again, learning the art of war with Master Ge during the day, and cultivating the immortal phoenix body after nightfall.
Today's Young Master Feng seems to have changed into a different person, so that many house slaves and maids can't guess what's going on.
After three days of cultivation, the blood qi in Feng Feiyun's body became extremely vigorous, the blood was as red as fire, the speed of blood flow was faster, and the strength of his body was many times stronger than before.
"Boom" A trace of white aura was born in the blood, flowing into the dantian, endlessly, like a trickling river pouring water into the sea.
This is the "Spiritual Guide" "Finally, the first level of blood exchange was successfully cultivated, and the spirit guide was born, and now it can be regarded as reaching the early stage of the spirit guide."
There are four levels of exchange blood: the first level, the blood is pure and red like fire.
The second level, the blood is boiling, and it is as black as ink.
The third level is that the blood is agile and golden.
At the fourth level, the blood returns to its original colors and becomes its true colors again.
The color of the blood will change four times, red, jet black, golden, and natural.
Feng Feiyun is now the first level, and the purity of the blood has increased, turning red.
The aura was born in the body, and Feng Feiyun couldn't wait to use this spiritual weapon, wanting to activate the spirit boat in the palm of his right hand.
But what disappointed him was that the faint boat shadow in the palm of his hand did not react at all, and the spiritual energy flowing into the palm of his hand was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no ripple at all.
"It seems that if you want to activate this spirit boat, you need a huge amount of spiritual energy to support it, and the Holy Spirit Vessel really can't be measured by common sense."
Feng Feiyun is not discouraged, if a trace of spiritual energy can control the Holy Spirit Vessel, it is abnormal.
All in all, stepping into the path of cultivating immortals again, Feng Feiyun was in a good mood, a white spiritual light appeared between his fingers, and he pointed out, and suddenly pierced a small hole in the wall.
"Bang" Feng Feiyun directly crushed a white porcelain teacup with the palm of his hand and turned it into white powder.
Although he has only reached the realm of the early stage of spiritual guidance now, his combat power can be compared with that of a master of martial arts, or even a point stronger.
"Haha Fengping, is the bath water boiled" Feng Feiyun opened the door and shouted to a house slave guarding outside.
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"It's already ready, Xiaolan, Xiaoqing, quickly serve the young master to bathe and change clothes."
The house slave named Fengping urged repeatedly, and then asked with a smile: "Young master, why are you so happy today?"
The two maids had already poured hot water into the oak barrel and sprinkled it on a basket of red petals, the white mist steaming, and the heat wave spread the surface.
"You don't care about this, I'll go out with the young master later, I'm going to buy a good weapon, which weapon shop in Lingzhou City can buy a good weapon."
Feng Feiyun has now reached the early stage of spiritual induction, and the strength of his arm is hundreds of catties, but if he really fights with people, a good weapon can increase his combat power a lot.
He didn't hope that he could buy a spirit weapon-level blade in Lingzhou City, but if he could buy a treasure soldier, then it would be enough for him to use it now.
When Feng Ping heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, he and Feng An were suffocated in the past few days, Young Master Feng didn't leave the house, and the two of them didn't dare to leave the house.
Today, Young Master Feng's interest has finally returned They can follow behind Young Master Feng again, pretending to be a tiger, and acting as a blessing.
Being able to get into the position of Young Master Feng's minion is also a decent thing.
"Back to the young master, there are three large weapon shops in Lingzhou City, but if you want to buy the best magic weapons, I'm afraid there is only the Silver Hook Workshop."
Feng Ping Road.
"Why is it that only the Silver Hook Workshop has the best magic weapon" Feng Feiyun was lying comfortably in the bathtub, and a maid was helping him beat his back.
"The Silver Hook Workshop is amazing, the business is very large, it is the industry of the Silver Hook Family, one of the four major families of the Shenmu Dynasty, and there are tens of thousands of branches in the entire Shenmu Dynasty, all over every ancient city.
If you can afford the price, you can even buy a spiritual weapon. ” "It's so powerful, all the spiritual weapons are taken out and bought, it seems that this is not simple for the Silver Hook family."
Spiritual weapons are definitely a rare thing in the human realm, even the lowest-grade spiritual weapons are extremely rare, and they are worth more than ten cities.
Spiritual artifacts are psychic treasures, which transcend the mundane and can produce spirituality, which is not comparable to ordinary treasures.
"None of the four major families is simple, they almost control half of the power and wealth of the Shenmu Dynasty, they are simply four behemoths."
"Okay, let's go to Silver Hook Fang" Feng Feiyun said
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