The reason why he cares about his mood and perception is that Chu Feng combined the memories of Duan Yanqing and Gu Mozhi to have a general understanding of force. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

First of all, a martial artist is a person who practices martial arts, and the division of the realm of martial artists, due to the difference in their respective martial arts, is fundamentally different from each other.

Therefore, according to his own understanding, Chu Feng distinguished the realm of martial artists based on the overall strength of the rivers and lakes, as well as the general realm he knew.

In the rivers and lakes, there are first-class, second-rate, and third-rate titles, of which the third-rate refers to the martial artists who are slightly able to embroider their legs with a little bit of fist and thin internal strength.

This kind of martial artist has just started both internal and external skills, and has only practiced a few sets of moves.

As for the second-rate martial artist, he has practiced martial arts for more than ten years, has a good internal force, and can perfectly match the internal force with the weapon to exert its due power.

If you look closely, you can see that when they make a move, the internal force will distort the light, like a halo attached to it.

In the rivers and lakes, this kind of second-rate martial artist belongs to the foundation of a big faction, and they are generally inner disciples who belong to the famous sect and are carefully cultivated.

At the same time, this is also a watershed in the rivers and lakes, a watershed of strength, when the martial artist will practice a martial arts to perfection, can be skillfully and fluently displayed, is the second-rate strength in the later stage, at this stage you can go out of the teacher, go out to practice, and break through the rivers and lakes.

As for the first-class martial artist, after leaving the school, after a period of training, the internal qi is more profound, and the moves are at his fingertips, and he can even release the internal qi externally, sending out an invincible sword qi sword, which is the pillar of the great faction, such as the survivor of the one-word Hui Sword Gate, Zhuo Bufan.

Qiao Feng and Murong Fu were both in this realm, and Duan Yanqing was the same, as for the difference between them, it was only the difference in personal cultivation.

At the same time, in Chu Feng's opinion, almost all the heads of the major martial arts factions are in this realm, but they have been cultivating for a long time, and the realm is slightly behind.

Finally, there is the super first-class, this kind of martial arts has been practiced to the gods, and it is the hole cards of those big factions, such as sweeping monks and the like.

Of course, there is no end to this, on top of the super-first-class, there is also a realm of grandmasters, those who have reached this realm, their own martial arts have been separated from their ancestors, and they have become a family of their own, and their minds and thoughts have also been detached from the fierce and ruthless, and gradually get closer to the heavenly way in the dark.

Their external performance is not ordinary to the extreme, as if they don't know martial arts, but their every move is full of mysterious and vivid rhyme.

In Chu Feng's opinion, Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, who is about to live long, and the master of the three elders of Xiaoyao are enough to take on such a realm, as for the three elders of Xiaoyao and the sweeping monks, they may be very strong, but they are far from this position.

The sweeping monks worship the Buddha and chant the scriptures, and they are always reluctant to step out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, obviously they have done something, until there is an irreparable flaw in their state of mind.

The state of mind can't be mellow and flawless, and in this world with no aura, it is naturally impossible to reach the realm of the grandmaster in Chu Feng's mind.

As for the three elders of Xiaoyao, if it weren't for their inheritance of the legacy of Xiaoyaozi, the head of the Xiaoyao faction, Chu Feng wouldn't want to compare them with sweeping monks.

They are so failed or under the protection of the free son, that they are now in a daze, and it is difficult to look back.

After devouring Gu Mozhi, Chu Feng's martial arts have almost reached the threshold of super-first-class, and the realm is still in the first-class realm because of too much borrowed external force, perhaps not even as good as the first-class realm, because in him, no matter what kind of martial arts, although it makes it perfect and vivid, it is no worse than the first-class realm, but because of opportunism, he does not have a deep understanding.

Therefore, after devouring the profound genius of Buddhism, he will care about those feelings, after all, monks are the best at enlightenment.

The next day, Chu Feng packed up Gu Mozhi's luggage, and rode his horse towards Suzhou, the target in the north, all the way to the dust.

On the way, Chu Feng did not have the habit of meddling in things, except for the occasional green forest bandit who was looking for death to rob the road, and was killed by him in a few moves, but it was also calm.

However, even if he was indifferent, Chu Feng had to sigh that the Song Dynasty was indeed rubbish, and the villagers along the way were all yellow-faced and thin.

It seems that it must be caused by lack of food and malnutrition.

However, Chu Feng also understood in his heart that even if the Song State was rich, he would not manage these poor people and use financial resources and policies to solve the problem of food and clothing.

Therefore, he took pity on him and walked by.

He is here to seek strength, not to be a savior, what about the people of this world, and what does it have to do with him, a visitor from another world?

In this way, Chu Feng walked for almost seven days before arriving in the city of Suzhou.

After entering the city, Chu Feng found an inn, ordered a table of wine and food, and listened to the things about Mandala Villa while eating.

As soon as he sat down to eat a few bites of food, Chu Feng listened to the people in the rivers and lakes at the next table talking about it, as if they were talking about several recent murders.

The deceased in these cases are either the masters of a faction of forces, or they are highly respected in the rivers and lakes, and what is even more surprising is that they all died under their own fame skills, which seems to be related to Murong Fu, the lord of the Murong family, who is known as the way of the other and returns the body to the other.

Hearing this, Chu Feng already knew that this must be Murong Bo's secret plan, the purpose of which was to accumulate funds for the restoration of the country, and by the way, get rid of suspicion.

After all, on the bright side, Murong Bo is dead, and although Murong Fu is suspicious, he has an excellent alibi, which can be ruled out with a little investigation.

In this way, even if there is evidence pointing to the Murong clan in the future, this possibility will be subconsciously ruled out under everyone's preconceived notions.

It's just that although Murong Bo's strategy is good, and the perseverance of their father and son is also deeply admired, Chu Feng can't deny their vision.

pinning their hopes for the restoration of the country in the rivers and lakes of stragglers, only a martial arts family like them would be so confused, right?!

Chu Feng couldn't help but smile, although Murong Bo and Murong Fu's behavior was absurd, but the Murong family's stunt was good.

To return the other way, at first glance, it is a small and broad, borrowing strength to fight the stunt, which is very suitable for facing the attack of the super first-class strong.

"If I could, I would definitely take this Dou Zhuan Xing to take a look!" Chu Feng said secretly in his heart, lowered his head, and quickly swept the food on the table.

At this time, a cool breeze suddenly blew outside the door, and the group walked in unhurriedly.

Chu Feng frowned, raised his eyes and looked around, only to see that the surroundings were immediately silent, looking at this pedestrian, the tall and broad man hurriedly stopped talking.

"Murong Fu? How did he end up here? Chu Feng thought to himself, this is in Suzhou City, the Murong family is still some distance away from here, even if they eat, they don't use it here, watching them get ready to go, obviously there is something important to do, and they need to go out.