And now he is practicing with bamboo leaves as a secret weapon.
It is too difficult for a martial artist to inject internal force into the bamboo leaf, not to let it explode, and to let it go in any direction, and to the point where it can hurt people.
But for the current Yu Feng, he couldn't be more skilled.
In just the blink of an eye, there were already six bamboo leaves shooting towards the trees more than ten zhang at a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to see, and formed a row.
The distance between each two leaves is the same size.
After entering the Great Perfection realm, he already had a subtle feeling about the technique of this bamboo leaf.
Where the mind goes, the bamboo leaves arrive, and the time gap in the middle can almost be counted.
Zhang Lao didn't teach him any fixed moves, just taught him some basic moves for him to practice, but the combination of these basic moves allowed him to use the most suitable moves against the enemy in the shortest possible time.
Generally, he occasionally instructs when to pay attention to something, and can't react to anything, and the rest is up to him.
Yu Feng stood in the forest with his eyes closed and quietly pranayama, today was very different from before, he could feel the wind and grass within a radius of more than twenty zhang, and he could even clearly feel that there was an ant crawling towards him twelve zhang behind him.
In the past, the range of feelings was only about ten zhang at most, and it has never been so clear today.
It's a good feeling.
Yu Feng thought.
I don't know what kind of realm it is after the congenital Great Perfection, why have I never heard Zhang Lao say it.
Perhaps, the realm after this is my goal, and I will definitely succeed.
Thinking like this, Yu Feng practiced more carefully with every move, and the whole person was already immersed in this beautiful wish.
In the following days, as usual, he ran to the waterfall every day to practice, and almost every two or three days, Zhang Lao let him drink wine, although he couldn't drink too much like that day, but Yu Feng was already very satisfied with this life.
However, after only a little more than two months, such days had to be stopped.
Because Zhang Lao is sick, people who practice martial arts usually don't get sick, let alone a real master like Zhang Lao, but once a person who practices martial arts gets up, it is as difficult to heal as if he was seriously injured.
And Zhang Lao, his age is too big, no matter how strong his kung fu is, he can't get rid of the birth, old age, sickness and death in this world, although Zhang Lao doesn't take this to heart, because he knows his body no better, he knew a few years ago that he wouldn't live long, everything is just hard to support.
And Yu Feng is different, although he also wonders that his grandfather has rarely accompanied him to teach him martial arts over the years, but he also didn't think about it, after knowing the reason, Yu Feng regretted that he spent his time under the waterfall every day, and did not take good care of his grandfather's body, but unfortunately, nothing can save the lost time.
Zhang Lao can only lie in bed every day, and even eats is fed by Yu Feng, and only when the weather is good, Yu Feng will take him outside to bask in the sun.
I practiced martial arts next to him and showed him, hoping that grandpa would smile more.
Yu Feng became more and more worried, his medical skills were not much worse than Zhang Lao, and he secretly kept tears every time he took his pulse, because he knew that Zhang Lao had come to the last moment of his life, and it could not be cured by medicine.
If it weren't for Zhang Lao's shocking internal skills, he would have gone a long time ago.
He didn't dare to show a sad expression in front of his grandfather, he was afraid that his grandfather would feel bad for him, so he could only hide his heartache at the bottom.
Yu Feng was very afraid, he didn't know what to do after Zhang Lao left, except for Zhang Lao, he no longer had any relatives, he had been dependent on Zhang Lao since he was a child, once Zhang Lao went, he didn't know where the direction of his life path was.
Family feud, Zhang Lao had already helped him avenge, and it didn't take long for Zhang Lao to raise him and find out who was behind the murder of Yu Feng's family, and no one was left.
Because Zhang Lao didn't want his grandson to grow up to be immersed in hatred all his life, and live a life like a zombie that was not as good as a ghost, he had seen too many examples of that kind of example. －－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－ The sunset had stained half of the sky red, and the fog on the mountain seemed to rise earlier than usual, giving it a hazy feeling.
However, the cry of a crow broke the rare silence.
It's disgusting.
"Feng'er, don't...
If you cry, don't bother...
It's hard, people always have this time.
I lived...
One hundred and twenty years old, I can't remember the specific age, cough...
Grandpa married in this life...
The most beautiful daughter-in-law, who has ever drunk the strongest wine, killed the most greedy official, raised a...
The smartest grandchild...
Cough... cough...," Zhang Lao said as he gasped.
"Grandpa, don't say it, woo...
You will be well, and the wind will surely cure you.
You don't speak...
Woo..."
Yu Feng held Zhang Lao's hand with one hand and supported Zhang Lao with the other hand and said.
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Tears wet the hem of his clothes.
"Feng'er, you let me say, in this life...
I'm enough to have you as a grandson, who can have a grandson like me...
Grandson, after I leave, don't stay here all the time, go out...
Walk around, there are still a lot of places you haven't been to, people...
It's about walking around... to be able to gain insight.
Go out and find a good daughter-in-law, give birth to a bunch of babies, cough...
Cough...
It's a pity that I won't see it in my life...
Don't cry...
Ahem..."
Zhang Lao raised his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch his grandson's head for the last time in his life, but when he first came into contact with his grandson's hair, it fell and was silent.
"Grandpa, grandpa......." “...
Grandpa..."
A flock of birds flew up from the forest, as if they could not bear to hear the mournful cry again. －－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－ In the morning, when the sun had just risen, the white dew rolled down from the grass like pearls, and the rays of the sun refracted from the dew were as brilliant as a rainbow.
It's been three months, and it's been a while since Zhang Lao left.
These days, except for visiting this grave every day, he spends the rest of his time under the waterfall, and only there can he forget some of the pain of losing his loved ones.
Although these days, Qingxin Jue has still made great progress, but Yu Feng doesn't even have a happy smile, he just hates that his medical skills can't show a little, he can't let his grandfather stay a little longer, and he can't let himself take good care of his grandfather for a while.
Yu Feng buried his grandfather next to his parents' graves.
There was already a lot of young grass growing on it, swaying in the breeze, as if to see off the pedestrians who were about to leave.
And the burned paper money was blown by the wind, scattered into the sky, and slowly floated on the lonely figure standing in front of the grave.
After a long time, the thin figure moved, holding down the paper money that was about to be blown up by the wind and was burning.
"Grandpa, father, mother: I'm leaving.
I'm going to many, many places, places I haven't been, and places I've already been with my grandfather.
I want to walk over and have a look. ” "I don't know if you're doing well over there, I cut all this paper money by myself, and it's burned these days, so that's all left."
"I will treat people in passers-by, I will do some good deeds, and I will also punish some bad people.
Rest assured, I will definitely take care of myself, I don't know when I will be back, but I know that I will definitely be back. ” "I will travel all over the world, I don't know what the highest state of martial arts is, and I don't know if it's the innate Great Perfection, but I want to try, can I break through again, I want to try, what is after the Great Perfection, I want to try, what is the realm after the martial arts.
Anyway, I'll be mindful.
Otherwise, I don't know how to live in this life, and I don't know what the point is other than this. ” "By the way, maybe I will find a good daughter-in-law and have a bunch of babies as you said, grandpa."
"Grandpa, father, mother: I'm leaving, this pot of wine, you drink it slowly.
I'll come to see you later!
I'll definitely be back.
Yu Feng picked up the wine gourd and poured the wine inside into the three bowls in front of the tomb, three full bowls.
After the tomb burned the last piece of paper, he said to the two small tombs: "I'm leaving."
He glanced back at it one last and walked all the way down the hill. returned to the place where the two lived for more than ten years, and sorted out the remnants of Zhang Lao's life.
And what Zhang Lao left the most here was the processed medicinal materials.
Zhang Lao's clothes have been burned, let them accompany grandpa.
Yu Feng thought to himself, and then dug out the last jar of wine in the ground.
A man sat in the doorway and looked at the most familiar land, pouring the liquor that could choke people's tears one by one.
Thinking about everything that has happened in the past ten years.
I still remember the smile on his face when he cooked for my grandfather for the first time; I still remember the joy of my grandfather squinting his eyes and touching his long beard when he prescribed a prescription to a patient alone for the first time; still remembers the unbearable and heartache that flashed in his grandfather's eyes when he was washed down by the waterfall for the first time; I still remember my grandfather's wild laughter when he knew that his martial arts had reached the Innate Great Perfection...
Bit by bit...
Grandpa, I still remember.
Before he knew it, a whole jar of wine was drunk, and Yu Feng sighed and began to stagger, slightly drunk, packing up some of the necessities that he was about to take with him.
You must take advantage of this drunkenness to go, otherwise, Yu Feng is worried that he will never dare to go again.
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He put some of the most precious herbs in his package, and put a change of clothes and a set of silver needles for acupuncture in it, and tied a knot firmly on his back.
Then he picked up the gourd that Zhang Lao used to make wine, carried all the copper coins, and locked the door. .......
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