Chapter 18 Ancestral Crafts
At this time, in an entertainment club in the South District.
This club is opened by Ding Bao, and the scale is larger than the average club. But compared to the Holy Emperor, he is still much inferior, Ding Bao is a vigorous and resolute person, and there are many generals under him, but when it comes to business, he is still not as good as Long Yunhai.
"Brother Leopard, the bodies of Song Guangtou and Ah Biao have been sent back to their hometown, and the homes are also properly placed. On the Venerable side, should we continue to send someone to negotiate?"
Ding Bao's assistant asked.
"Don't go yet, not only did our people die that day, but the people on Long Yunhai's side also died and there was no one left. This matter is obviously a trick, and we and Long Yunhai are probably calculated by others. β
Ding Bao said with a blushing face.
"Brother Leopard, what do you mean......" The assistant's face changed and he asked hurriedly.
Ding Bao took a few puffs of cigarette and said while puffing out the smoke:
"I planted it in the eyes of the Holy Emperor and came back to tell me, saying that the broken sky made people hack four million, that person's name is Yi Feng, first went to seek refuge in the Holy Emperor, and then followed Li Hu to negotiate with our people. The negotiators were all dead that day, and the man named Yi Feng was still alive. β
"After Yi Feng went back, he extorted four million from the sky, don't you think this matter is boring?"
When the assistant heard this, he thought for a while and said, "Are you saying that our two families have been calculated by that Yi Feng? No, it is definitely impossible for him to kill so many people from our two families alone, there is a third-party force! It must be that the third-party force has been ambushed there a long time ago and has ambushed both of us!"
Ding Bao frowned tightly and nodded:
"That's right, this third-party force unknowingly let our two families lose their troops, and after that, they also sent that Yi Feng to extort four million from the sky, this third-party force can be seen to be very difficult!"
"And the honorable guest side has been taken over, I heard that the new boss is called Yi Feng, and Yi Feng is a person from a third-party force. β
"We must not act rashly until we have a clear understanding of the background of the third party. Long Yunhai's thoughts now must be the same as mine, neither he nor I can be a sandpiper mussel, so let that third party be a fisherman. Maybe I still have a time to cooperate with him, so recently, you told our people to settle down a little bit, and don't have a conflict with Long Yunhai's people first. β
"Okay, Brother Leopard, I'll give you the order. The assistant nodded.
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In the classroom, Yi Feng suddenly woke up, sat up straight in an instant, and broke out in a cold sweat.
He had just dreamed that Long Yunhai and Ding Bao were going to kill him, and they fired several shots at him, all of which beat him into a sieve.
"It's a dream, it scared me to death!"
Yi Feng wiped his cold sweat and said secretly:
"It's a dream, but I've already messed with these two people, and they're sure to get me in trouble......"
"I can't die, you don't want to kill me! I must kill you before you kill me!"
Yi Feng suddenly had such a crazy thought, and immediately, he became even more frightened.
"Damn, how could I be so cruel......"
"Could it be...... Could it be that the bead that is influencing me?"
Yi Feng suddenly remembered the bead that Shi Dingtian gave him, Shi Dingtian said that it was originally his, and also said that he was the reincarnation of the Demon Emperor. Isn't this bead the Demon Emperor's thing?
"It's terrible, I'm not going to be assimilated by this bead, then I'm going to become a murderer......"
As soon as Yi Feng thought of this, cold sweat broke out again.
"Yi Feng, what are you muttering!"
Suddenly, a large hand slapped him on the shoulder, and he jumped up from his seat in fright.
"Wang Wentao, if you don't scare me crazy, you won't give up, won't you!"
After Yi Feng saw Wang Wentao, he almost slapped him.
"Why are you so excited, you slept from morning to noon, and you went to work part-time last night?"
Wang Wentao rolled his eyes and said.
"Medium...... ...... noon"
The corners of Yi Feng's mouth twitched, and he looked at the time, it was really noon. He had slept for so long......
"You can really sleep, four classes, and the bell didn't wake you up at the end of class. None of the four teachers could bear to wake you up. β
Wang Wentao said with a grin.
"Old ...... Teacher ......"
Yi Feng's eyes widened, and he hurriedly asked, "Teacher Qu won't know about it, right?"
Wang Wentao smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said:
"Don't worry, except for Teacher Qu, who cares if you listen to the class or not. Those teachers have already given up on you, and they have no intention of waking you up. You just go to class and sleep every day, and they don't have a rush to see it. β
When Yi Feng heard this, he immediately felt sad, but then he grinned:
"That's good, they'd better let me. β
"Brother Tao, I have something to do in the afternoon, you can help me take a leave of absence, hehehe......"
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On Phoenix Mountain, Yi Feng skipped class again and ran to the top of the mountain to practice in the afternoon.
If you want to survive under the attack of Long Yunhai and Ding Bao, you have to be stronger, and you must keep moving forward to make your cultivation stronger.
This time I went up the mountain and it was much easier than the last time. The last time he went up the mountain, Yi Feng was no different from ordinary people, and this time he went up the mountain, he was already a monk in the middle stage of qi refining.
"If you can, at least break through the late stage this time, you must be faster!"
Yi Feng said to himself, urging the purple beads to appear.
Seeing the beads glowing purple and feeling the fluctuations of the surrounding aura, Yi Feng grinned and immediately activated the Sacred Heart Technique.
All the spiritual energy within a radius of several zhang was absorbed by the purple beads, and through layers of purification, it entered Yi Feng's body. Flowing into his limbs and various acupuncture points, they began to strengthen his cells and forge his flesh.
Layer after layer of white gas is evaporated from Yi Feng's body, these white gases are also turbidity, a person from birth, the body is pure, but eating grains, contaminated with the world's qi, there will be a lot of turbidity in the body.
When a person's body is emptied of turbidity, it will be able to avoid all diseases and prolong life, and the longevity can reach at least 100 years. When an internal strength martial artist cultivates to the fullest level of internal strength, he can also empty part of the turbid qi in his body, but it is only partial.
"If the cultivators in the late stage of Qi refining correspond to the martial artists of the Great Achievement of Internal Strength, then I should be equivalent to the Great Achiever of Internal Strength on the earth now. I just don't know what level of internal strength Dacheng is in the martial arts world......"
Thinking like this, Yi Feng's folded hands were instantly withdrawn, dispersing the exercises, and regulating the silk of true yuan flowing in his body.
The true yuan is the true yuan mana of the cultivator, which is equivalent to the internal strength of the inner strength of the martial artist on the earth. Although there are similarities between the two, they are very different.
If the true element mana is compared to a piece of steel, then the power of internal strength is just a piece of tofu, the two are the same shape, but the quality is completely incomparable. No matter how much tofu there is, it can't break the steel, only itself.
So to a certain extent, the power of the inner strength of the inner strength martial artist is just a simplified version of the true element mana of the cultivator.
Zhenyuan cultivates to the depths, and it can still be released out, hurting people and even taking people's lives in the air, but it has to wait until the foundation realm is built.
"Alas, my current true yuan is like a silk thread, and I can't condense too much, if only I could release it out, I don't have to worry about Long Yunhai and them sneaking up on me. β
Yi Feng sighed, and slammed his fist on a big rock, and the rock was directly shattered by his punch.
"I'll go, that's too exaggerated......"
Yi Feng's eyes widened suddenly.
The last time he smashed on a rock, he could only leave a fist mark, but now he can directly shatter the rock.
"If I cultivate to the peak of Qi refining, wouldn't I be able to kill a martial artist with great internal strength with a single punch?"
Thinking like this, Yi Feng couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
He withdrew his fist, and as soon as he turned around, he suddenly saw an old man and a young man standing not far from him, staring at him dumbfounded.
This old man and young man were an old man and a young girl, Yi Feng was a little familiar, as if he had met these two people when he was cultivating on the top of the mountain last time.
"I was startled, it seems that I was so engrossed in my mind that I didn't even notice someone coming up. β
Yi Feng was also shocked, and when he saw their stunned appearance, he hurriedly explained:
"That...... I'm practicing, don't be too surprised, I used to practice chest crushing boulders, ancestral crafts, ancestral crafts, hehehe......"
Yi Feng smirked as he explained.
The old man came over with the young girl, hugged his fists and said:
"Little brother, I see that you punched weakly but fiercely just now, you are ...... Inner strength martial artist, right?"
The old man's eyes were shocked, and it was really incredible to see that Yi Feng was a martial artist at a young age. It is more difficult for internal martial artists to achieve success than external martial artists, and some people may not be able to get started with internal strength after practicing for more than ten years.
It took him more than 20 years of practice to reach the realm of internal strength, and even so, he can be regarded as a master of a generation.
His granddaughter Wei Zixuan taught by herself, practiced since she was a child, and now she is only able to get started. The power of this young man's punch just now, at least above him, how could he not be shocked.
"Inner Strength Warrior...... Sort of. β
Yi Feng smiled and said politely.
"Then you are, Nei Jin Xiaocheng?"
The old man asked cautiously.
"Internal strength is small...... Sort of, hehe......"
Yi Feng began to giggle his trademark again.
Seeing this, Wei Zixuan suddenly raised her eyebrows slightly and muttered:
"He is so young, how can he have a small internal strength, I have only started when I have practiced since I was a child. Grandpa, you think too highly of him, he just said that he is an ancestral craft. β
When Yi Feng heard this, he was secretly amused, and said in his heart that this girl was too naΓ―ve, and she believed it.
"Zixuan, don't be rude, this little brother's skills are much deeper than yours, and my old man may not be able to compare to him. β
The old man spoke very kindly, and very politely. Yi Feng was immediately full of affection for him.
"Grandpa, you think too highly of him, how can he be better than you, I can win him!"
Wei Zixuan shook her hair, immediately put her hands up, looked at Yi Feng defiantly, and sneered:
"Little fart, do you dare to fight with me, my sister will be merciful. β