Text Chapter 17 Dusty Memory

"The young master is polite, I see that the young master is on the verge of breaking through at this time, so I won't bother the young master, and after I deal with this unfilial son first, I will explain to the young master" Ling Zhan swept around Ling Feng and said with a smile.

"Well, Ancestor, don't be angry, I see that Senior Aotian has suffered some setbacks in his mind, besides, I am not in a big problem, I have suffered a few blows, but I feel that some potential has been stimulated in my body, so that I can get some benefits" Ling Feng hurriedly said.

Seeing Ling Feng say this, the ancestor couldn't help but nodded, and said secretly: "This son, with a big heart, not arrogant or impatient, is young, and is about to break through the realm of the Yuan Master, it seems that he is really the young master of the Ling family."

Then he replied: "The old man obeys the arrangement of the young master, so he will first lock this unfilial son back to the back mountain, and he will not disturb the young master", after speaking, he mentioned Ling Aotian, leaving a white shadow and disappearing in Ling Feng's field of vision.

After the ancestor and Ling Aotian left, Ling Feng calmed down, guided the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi into the body, and slowly baptized the injured muscles and veins, and after an hour, Ling Feng returned to his previous peak.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was still flowing, coming from all directions at an astonishing speed, injecting into Ling Feng's body, Ling Feng's previous dantian's true qi had already swelled all over the dantian, and the extra vitality, Ling Feng immediately guided through the Baihui Acupoint and came to the Shenting Acupoint.

After three hours of impact, there was a "click" sound in his head, and the Shenting acupoint broke in response.

After breaking through the Divine Court Acupoint, Ling Feng's body felt much lighter again, the pain around his body was swept away, and his whole body was extremely comfortable, and his whole body was full of strength.

The true qi mass of the dantian disappeared, and a drop of liquid lay in the dantian, at this time, Ling Feng recalled the information he observed in the Ling family's library and understood his strength, according to the division of the Tian Yuan Continent, the state of true qi liquefaction marked the entry into the realm of 'Yuan Master One Heavy Heaven'.

Ling Feng got up in a comfortable mood and once again played the third punch of the 'Rising Meteor Fist', 'Pushing the Mountain and Falling the Pillar'.

Another two hours passed, Ling Feng practiced 'pushing the mountain and falling the pillar' to the Mahayana realm, at this time it was already three poles of the sun, and at noon, his stomach was rumbling, and Ling Feng flew down the mountain.

When Ling Feng returned to his residence, he called out to Hong Yan to bring the wine and food, and ate it in a big gulp, Ling Feng burped, looked up and saw Xin Ling and Hong Yan, staring at the chopsticks in Ling Feng's hand all the time, and swallowing saliva from time to time.

Ling Feng suddenly felt a chill, and asked, "Xinling, let me ask you, is what you usually eat the same as what I eat now?"

Xinling nodded, lowered her head with a red face, Ling Feng saw that something was wrong with her, and asked again, "Really?"

Suddenly, the little girl turned her head and ran out of the room, leaving only Hong Yan in the room, Ling Feng said in a deep voice: "Hong Yan, what's the matter, tell me the truth, am I the same as those people? Don't you even dare to tell the truth?"

Hong Yan lowered her head and said ashamedly: "Young master, in fact, Xinling and I have eaten your leftover meals in the past few days, usually white rice and pickles, and the other sisters in the slave room can't eat such good leftovers at all." ”

When Ling Feng heard Hong Yan's words, his brain was shocked, his nose was sour, and he hurriedly said: "You take these empty plates back and say to them, I'm not full, I'm getting two new ones, add more meat, and then you, you and Xinling, eat well, go and rest, don't come to my room, I'll practice later."

When Hong Yan went out, Ling Feng had a lot of thoughts, it turned out that everywhere, there was this dark side, and his mind came up with his days in a narrow single room on earth:

Airplanes. Airplanes.. A screen was on, the caller ID was a Xiaomi mobile phone from the Bank of Communications, lying on the futon in a six-square-meter single room, Ling Feng stood in the room, staring blankly at the pedestrians outside the glass window with adhesive tape.

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone pulled Ling Feng's thoughts back, and he looked down at the caller ID, Ling Feng's eyes jumped twice, and then he looked away.

He continued to look up into the distance, a trace of pain appeared on his handsome face, he knew that this was the Bank of Communications, the credit card center urged him to repay the call again, he didn't want to answer, after answering it was the staff, tired and ruthless debt collection.

Two years ago, Ling Feng was a quality management engineer of an automobile company, a supplier, with a fixed high salary every month, and a beautiful staff member of the Bank of Communications enthusiastically applied for a credit card for him at the door of his company.

At that time, Ling Feng saw the beautiful young lady, in order to sell credit cards, in the scorching sun, sweating about various functions of credit cards, but few people succeeded.

Ling Feng walked up to the young lady under her eager and charming eyes, and with Ling Feng's information in the company, he had a credit card for him in a very short period of time, and after doing it, Ling Feng returned to the rental house and threw the credit card in the drawer, not thinking about using it.

At the end of that year, Ling Feng took January's salary and a month's year-end bonus, and returned to his hometown for the New Year.

With the money in his pocket, after handing over the New Year's greeting money to his parents, he walked towards the Hu Gu Club, thinking about the iron stall in junior high school, and his first love who had just entered his youth and blushed at that time, Ling Feng's heart was beating.

It was the old squad leader Wang Bo who organized this party, Ling Feng got off the tricycle, and when he saw Wang Bo at the door of the club across the road, he walked straight over.

With a sudden brake, a bright light shrouded Ling Feng, and then a scolding voice came: "You second-rate son of manna ha, don't you have long eyes when you walk, look at your forced appearance, do you want to find death?"

Ling Feng walked around the front of the car, came to the side of the car, and came out of the car, one meter eight tall, wearing a white duck tongue hat and a big head sunglasses on his head, wearing a black suit, a twist-colored tie, a golden seven wolf belts tied to his waist, and a pair of British Korean leather shoes on his feet, but after the belt passed through the head, only about three inches were left, black trousers and suits, obviously not very matching, the waist circumference XXXXL size was a little less, and the horizontal flesh on the face, with the scolding of the mouth, was still agitating.

Ling Feng hurriedly stepped forward and said gently, "Don't mean brother, I just got out of the car and saw my old classmate, so I hurriedly went over to say hello." ”

"Who the hell is your brother, you are a tricycle at the class reunion, and you deserve to be called my brother and brother."

Ling Feng was about to speak, when Wang Bo walked over and stretched out his right hand: "Chen Xu, you came so early, what happened?"

Wang Bo and the fat man who got out of the car held hands together.

After the two let go of their hands, Chen Xu pointed to Ling Feng, who was standing aside and half-stretched out his right hand, and said: "I just got off the tricycle and almost hit my car, Lao Tzu came to clean the car in person for this class reunion, but fortunately he didn't touch my car, otherwise he wouldn't have enough money to wash my car."

After speaking, he turned his head and didn't look at Ling Feng, his hands were in his trouser pockets, his left foot was off the ground, and his toes were shaking on the ground.

Wang Bo turned around and saw Ling Feng, and pretended to be surprised and said, "Are you Ling Feng, who has the best grades in junior high school and often plays ball and practices boxing with Physical Education Teacher Chen?"

Ling Feng smiled: "Brother Bo, the old class leader, I haven't seen you grow strong for a few years, is Teacher Chen here today?"

"It's strange to say, there is no teacher at the usual party, but this time Teacher Chen took the initiative to participate" Wang Bo turned his head to Chen Xu and said: "Chen Xu, this is Ling Feng, it's dark, you bring sunglasses, dry chicken feathers, old classmate Ling Feng, don't you recognize it?"

Chen Xu took off his sunglasses and glanced at Ling Feng: "It turned out to be you, weren't you quite good when you were studying, you were the first in fights and exams, how can you be like this now, come to the class reunion, you take a tricycle?"

"Who came to the party on a tricycle, Ling Feng, what are you doing now?" Why are you mixed up like this?", another lazy voice came from a Mercedes Benz, and another young man got out of the Mercedes Benz.

With the people who got off the bus together, there were four girls, one with short hair, very red lipstick, very long eyebrows, in winter, but there were only a few ribbons on the upper body, covering two points, wearing a black leggings underneath, holding the man with his left hand, walking two steps, swinging like a snake.

stepped forward and said: "Brother Liu, not everyone is like you, they come by car, some people, when they are studying, wait for the first place in the exam, and when they come out of the society to compare with you, they don't even deserve to carry shoes."

A woman, with her hair tied up on her chest, curled into a brownish-red color, also wearing heavy makeup, got out of the car, came to the other side of the young man, took his arm, and saw that Ling Feng didn't speak, just glanced at it with disdain, and looked away.

The other girl, who was wearing a purple swallow suit, also had brown curly hair, but the makeup was lighter, she got out of the car and came to the brown-red curly haired woman, held her arm, only glanced at Ling Feng, and did not speak.

The last girl to get out of the car, Ling Feng looked over, only to see the girl, wearing a white down jacket, blue jeans, two bundles of natural black, hair floating on her chest, delicate little face, there is no trace of cosmetics on it, small melon seed face, big black eyes, clear and flawless, pink cherry red lips, slightly opened, even if she is wearing a down jacket, it is difficult to hide the girl's delicate figure.

She also saw Ling Feng, her eyes stayed for a while, and she said in a voice like a wind chime: "It's all a junior high school reunion, don't stand outside and talk about it, go in and say hello to the other students."

The brown-red woman said: "Sun Xiuqing, don't think that when Ling Feng was in junior high school, he had always had a crush on you, and you came to answer and wanted to help him out of the siege, like him, the party came by tricycle, can you be worthy of you, look at our Brother Liu, I met you halfway, Mercedes Benz drove you over, Dora Feng, Brother Liu and Brother Chen are chasing you, Ling Feng also dares to have a crush on you? Ling Feng hasn't said what he does."

Ling Feng looked at several classmates, and his heart was full of emotion, remembering that the young man was called Liu Xinde, the short-haired woman was called Song Fangfang, the brown-red woman was called Peng Xiaolan, and the other was Peng Xiaolan's cousin Peng Juan, the three women seemed to be a little bored with Ling Feng.

Only Sun Xiuqing, who was the last to get out of the car, still glanced at Ling Feng, and this glance made Ling Feng's heart change from the calm lake water just now to boiling water

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