Zhang Qian nodded and said, "Not bad!" After speaking, he stood up and said: "Since we have met and known each other today, then I won't stay here for long! A month later, Feng Jianhua entered the internal strength of Dacheng, and then I will contact you!"

Seeing that Zhang Qian was leaving, Feng Mingshan and others sent Zhang Qian to the door.

After Zhang Qian left, Feng Mingshan said to Feng Jianhua and Feng Zhenwei: "In the future, in front of the head of the family, you had better show me some respect, if it is still the same as today, don't blame me for not showing you mercy!"

After speaking, he snorted heavily, Feng Mingshan understood very well in his heart, what it meant to be a Divine Dao Realm powerhouse who was less than twenty years old.

But I heard Feng Zhenwei say: "Grandpa......! Uncle Shi, can he really make my father become a strong man with great internal strength within a month? Is this true? How can I listen to it, so unreliable?"

He has also practiced internal kung fu since he was a child, so he naturally knows how difficult it is to break through to the great success of internal strength, and he also knows very well what his father's strength is now.

Feng Mingshan actually didn't know, because this really subverted his common sense.

But I heard Feng Jianhua suddenly say: "Dad, I plan to go back to Jinling today, and then go back to the army for retreat! What the head of the uncle said may be true, I feel that I can really break through to the great success of internal strength within a month!"

When he spoke, he unconsciously had a trace of respect for Zhang Qian, because the power that Zhang Qian left in his body was too special, and it was constantly warming his meridians.

He had a martial artist's intuition that this month's time was very precious, and if he cultivated seriously, he could equal his usual cultivation time of three or five years.

Feng Mingshan looked at Feng Jianhua in surprise.

But Feng Zhenwei behind him looked surprised and said: "What, Dad, I heard you right, do you really feel that you can break through your internal strength within a month?"

Feng Jianhua nodded, and then said with a solemn face: "Zhenwei, in the future, in front of your senior uncle and ancestor, you must not be rude, you must respect him, do you know?

Feng Zhenwei looked stunned, but he heard Feng Mingshan say: "You only know now that you respect others, what did you do just now? That is, the head of the family is generous, and I don't care about you!"

"If you change someone, you will inevitably have to suffer a little, do you think that a strong person in the Shinto realm is so easy to be despised?"

Feng Jianhua smiled bitterly: "Dad, I can't be blamed for this, the main reason is that the head of the family is too young, less than twenty years old, no one dares to believe that he is so powerful!"

He didn't know anything about Zhang Qian before, so he despised it in his heart, but now that he had personally experienced some of Zhang Qian's methods, it was naturally impossible not to take Zhang Qian in his eyes like just now.

With Zhang Qian's hand just now, if it is not against him, not to help him warm up his meridians, but to abolish his meridians, he will definitely not have the strength to resist.

The internal strength in his body was completely vulnerable in front of Zhang Qian's mysterious power.

He was now recalling Zhang Qian's demeanor just now, it was really not something that an ordinary young man could do, mainly because he had a wrong first impression of Zhang Qian, which caused him to make a wrong judgment.

Otherwise, with the vision of a bigwig in the army, he can definitely find out what is special about Zhang Qian, that is, in the eyes of the other party, he really treats them as juniors, and he does not get angry with them and embarrass them because they don't pay attention to them.

This is not something that ordinary people can do.

Feng Jianhua said again: "Dad, the head of the family is uncle...... Why did you only accept me as a registered disciple and not accept me as an apprentice? Listening to what he said just now, he said that only a strong man in the Shinto realm was barely qualified to be his registered disciple, and the methods of the master uncle were not a little beyond our imagination?"

Feng Mingshan shook his head, he didn't know how strong Zhang Qian was, he only knew that Zhang Qian was a Divine Dao Realm powerhouse, so he said: "I don't know very well, in short, you just need to remember one thing, your head uncle is not yet twenty years old!"

After speaking, he ignored Feng Jianhua and Feng Zhenwei and entered the house alone.

Hearing Feng Mingshan's words, Feng Jianhua was shocked in his heart, he had been ignoring this problem just now, but now that he thought about it, he felt a little scary.

A Divine Dao Realm powerhouse who was less than twenty years old, he had never heard of it before, even those sect heads, and the disciples of the sect leaders, could not reach such heights at this age.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to Feng Zhenwei and said, "Remember your grandfather's words today, and respect the head of the family from the bottom of your heart in the future, do you know?"

Feng Zhenwei nodded, his grandfather and his father explained this matter to him so seriously, he naturally didn't dare to despise it.

They are not all brain-dead, they are all very shrewd, and they don't take you seriously because you are not qualified to make them pay attention to them.

And for those who are stronger than them, they are more able to put down their so-called face than ordinary people, and try their best to curry favor with each other.

When Zhang Qian left Feng Mingshan's house, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and Zhang Yourou didn't see Zhang Qian by the lake after class, so she went home alone.

He Ling left the teaching building a little later than the students who got out of class, and when he came out, he happened to see Zhang Qian who had left Feng Mingshan's house.

So he shouted to Zhang Qian: "Zhang Qian, here, come here!" and beckoned to Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian saw He Ling and walked over to him with a smile.

He Ling smiled: "Why are you still in school?

Zhang Qian replied: "I went to Mr. Feng's house, what's the matter? Teacher He has any instructions, or do you want me to accompany you out shopping and eat roadside stalls at night?"

He Ling smiled: "What, don't you want to accompany me?"

Zhang Qian shook his head and smiled: "How can it be? I don't think there is any man in this world who can refuse your invitation, Teacher He!"

He Ling smiled charmingly, raised her hair, and said: "Don't worry, I won't let you go out with me during this time, I want to study in the dormitory at night, and I plan to evaluate the associate professor this year!"

Zhang Qian said: "That's good, I support you in this matter!"

He Ling smiled: "Really, do you really support me?"

Zhang Qiandao: "Of course, your evaluation of associate professors is a big deal, of course I support you!"

He Ling looked around for a while, and found that there were no students around, so he stepped forward and hugged Zhang Qian's waist, and said with a slight red smile on his face: "Okay, then go to my dormitory tonight, and you will accompany me to review the materials!"

Zhang Qian stretched out a hand, ran through her black hair, stroked her cheek, and said with a smile: "I'll accompany you, do you still have the heart to review the materials?"

"you!" He Ling pinched his waist and said, "If you get cheap, you will sell well! That's it, come to my house at night!"

After speaking, he quickly kissed Zhang Qian's mouth, and then separated from him, for fear of being seen by the students.

Zhang Qian smiled and said, "Okay, you call me at night, I'll come over to accompany you!"

"Okay!" He Ling smiled slightly and threatened: "Don't tell Rou'er, do you hear? Otherwise, she knows that you are spending the night at my house, and she doesn't know what she will think of me!"

She is a thirty-year-old woman in the end, once she has a relationship with a man, she is much more generous to the kind of things between men and women than those little girls.