Pei Feng finished writing and closed the momentum.

After the old man finished reading this painting, when he looked at Pei Feng again, his eyes looked like two glowing dragons dormant, salivating, and wanting to eat him at any time.

At this time, Uncle Lin Wanjie's gaze had not left the word, and after reading it, he looked unaware of it, and couldn't help but read it again: "A river, a horizontal torrent, ten thousand sand is unstoppable, and Jiaohua is a dragon." Far away mountains, empty wind, thousands of trees take root, leaves hide flowers. ”

After reading it, he frowned, looked at Pei Feng and said, "The front is very good, but the last flower...... It doesn't feel like it rhymes. ”

Pei Feng smiled but did not speak.

Father Pei Hong looked at Pei Feng, then at Lin Wanjie, and then looked at the two lines of words written by Pei Fenggang, looking thoughtful.

And when the old man heard Lin Wanjie's words, the two glowing dragons in his eyes seemed to have directly turned into two poisonous snakes that emitted green mang, which were extremely tricky, as if to say, "You are a scum, you don't understand anything!" ”

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with what I'm saying? ”

Lin Wanjie felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong, and felt that the old man's gaze seemed to be a little too much, and his tone became very unhappy, why are you doing this New Year, the nose is not the nose and the eyes are not the eyes, can't you look at people gently? Can we still have a good year together, forcing Lao Tzu to rush back to the capital with Pei Wenjun.

"The dragon ascends to nine days, you can see the world storm, the leaves hide flowers, the stamen is like a array, and there is a killing opportunity every step."

The old man snorted coldly, and then said a word, looking at Lin Wanjie and gritting his teeth and scolding: "You melon coward, this is fist intent, there is a university question inside, understand!" "The tone is called a hatred of iron does not become steel.

Lin Wanjie's old face turned red after hearing this, and he was a little speechless for a while, but he ...... Still don't understand.

Then, the old man simply ignored Lin Wanjie, looked at Pei Feng and said, "Did you realize this fist intent yourself, or did the old man teach you?" ”

"It's just a temporary idea." Pei Feng said with a smile: "Practicing the pen, grandpa, did you misunderstand something?" ”

"Improvised? What did I misunderstand? Oh, there are countless literati who can fight boxing in this world, why don't they have a temporary intention? Speaking of this, the old man looked at the two lines of words written by Pei Feng again, shook his head and sighed: "I have read many boxing masters' codex, but I have never seen a more wonderful sentence than these two lines, these two lines of words are enough to be on the 'Dharma Boxing Sutra', and can even be listed as the content of the first ten pages of the Boxing Sutra." ”

Dharma boxing scripture, is a modern martial arts particularly respected a 'martial arts Bible', which gathers the essence of the life of the boxing masters of various factions in the past hundred years, and there is also a record of the Bodhidharma boxing apocalypse, however, it is said that this boxing scripture has been destroyed in the ten-year catastrophe, but recently there are rumors that the copy of this boxing scripture has appeared overseas, and I don't know if it is true or false.

"Grandpa is serious." Of course, Pei Feng had also heard of the 'Dharma Boxing Sutra', waved his hand, and immediately felt flattered.

"Yes, Dad, are you serious? Maybe these two lines of words are just a temporary work of Xiaofeng, after all, everyone has a flash of inspiration, and such a feeling is impossible to count. Pei Hong smiled and said, just now he stared at the two lines of words for a long time, only to feel that there was a subtlety between the lines, but he couldn't say a word, and finally simply denied the so-called fist intent contained in these two lines.

"Hey, if you are at this age, you can still eat the two sentences that Xiaofeng just wrote, it's not too late, it's a pity, now it seems that you are the same as Lin Wanjie, you are also a good mallet." The old man glanced at Pei Hong, his expression was full of disappointment, and he said to himself: "I understand, but it's too late, people are old, the dragon in the fist, and the hidden flower in the palm of the palm is difficult to achieve." ”

Hearing the second half of the old man's sentence, Pei Feng, who had always been humble, was obviously stunned, and then stopped hiding it, and immediately gave the old man a thumbs up and said, "Grandpa is really clever, you can see it at a glance!" It's just that I also realized that the fist has not arrived, and there are still 108,000 miles away from such a realm. ”

"I'm also a person who has reached the strength of transformation, if I can't even see this, then the fist will be in vain." The old man nodded at Pei Feng, his eyes were full of admiration, and then he looked at the two lines written by Pei Feng and asked, "These two sentences, as you just said, were suddenly realized?" ”

"I don't know why, but I suddenly realized that it may have something to do with the beating during this time." Pei Feng shook his head and said with a puzzled expression.

"Then hurry up and strike while the iron is hot, I will get the fist, maybe you can get the artistic conception in these two sentences at this moment, otherwise it will be like last night's dream, come together this morning, it seems to be a dream, it seems to be a dream." The old man said sincerely: "This is my experience in boxing for many years, because there are a few times when I am like you, and I suddenly realized it, but at that time, I was delayed by some miscellaneous things, and I missed the opportunity." ”

When Pei Feng heard this, he looked at "a river, a horizontal torrent, ten thousand sand is unstoppable, and Jiaohua is a dragon." Far away mountains, empty wind, thousands of trees take root, leaves hide flowers. These two lines were silent for a moment, then nodded heavily at the old man, and formally hugged his fists and said, "Thank you grandpa for mentioning it, I'll go." ”

As soon as these words fell, Pei Feng left the villa directly, and then rushed to the riverside embankment in the distance like a cheetah!

In the villa, Pei Hong and Lin Wanjie looked at each other, completely unable to understand what kind of medicine the old man and Pei Feng were selling in the old man's little gourd, what did Pei Feng realize, just such an unfathomable look?

On the riverside road, Pei Feng was running at high speed, so that the passing vehicles all honked their horns at him, and the people in the car were also wondering if they saw a crazy cripple, running at such a speed, what was he chasing?

Pei Feng is running now, he does look like a person with a problem with his legs and feet running, otherwise who would be okay When running at high speed, his two toes never cross the line where his knees are perpendicular to the ground?

And between the legs alternately, it is like an old ox plowing the ground, and it is like a child playing with muddy water, walking like a mud, the posture is indescribably weird and awkward, but just like this, one step and one fall, the feet are lifted and put lightly, like the wind, running on the highway, louder than the wind driven by the car, all the way to the continuous crackling sound, until running to the cement platform on the embankment where Lin Wanjie had fought before, and suddenly stopped his steps.

Pei Feng stood like a statue, the goosebumps all over his body were like soybeans at this moment, looking hideous and terrifying.

Suddenly, the muscles of his whole body seemed to be a python scurrying, his breath was boiling, twisted into a rope, and it was like a torrent on the river in front of him, rampage on the river surface, wanting to turn into a wave and swing forward, even if the countless fine sand coming up from the bottom of the river, there was no way to stop it, so he could only go with the flow and become it swinging forward, wanting to become an accomplice of a thick wave.

And his body, at this moment, seems to have turned into a high mountain, even if the cold wind is cold, the pores on his body are like thousands of trees, not allowing the flowers under the leaves to be destroyed by the cold wind, and even the short hair on his head is as if it has been electrocuted, and it explodes, like a steel needle rooted in the top of the mountain.

Then, Pei Feng's eyes were like electricity, and he was fierce, and the breath that was originally boiling all over his body rushed towards his fist at this moment.

At the moment when all the breath was condensed into his fist, the pores on Pei Feng's hands were unintentionally loosened, as if he had suddenly dug a big embankment, and his strength rushed out like the water of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, and he rushed towards the cement building in front of him with a punch.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the cement blocks splashed everywhere, and the hard cement building wall was punched out of a big hole by him, and the thick steel bars mixed in it were also bent into an arc, and there were many small pinhole-like pitts on it, as well as a lot of wet sweat.

And Pei Feng's fist was unscathed.

The water becomes a torrent, the dragon transforms, the thousand trees fall down, and the flowers form a array.

Loose and soft opening and closing, the momentum of the three, the bright and dark two heavens, the dark and vigorous, the spray is like a needle, Pei Feng has done it today.

This book comes from reading books