After Wang Ling contracted the spirit fox, Feng Yan saw that it was almost time to go back, so he proposed to go back.

Wang Ling also knew that Aunt Wang would be worried if she went back late, so she agreed.

After that, the two set out on their way home.

Halfway through, Feng Yan suddenly remembered that Mo Lao had asked him to fight a wild boar.

Thinking that it wouldn't take much time, he explained the situation to Wang Ling.

And after Wang Ling heard about hitting a wild boar, her brain circuit was like this:

Wild boar = wild boar = Mo Lao roasted = delicious.

So I gladly agreed.

The two were preparing to catch a wild boar.

Suddenly, two wild boars ran out of the grass next to them.

And the direction they were heading was not far from a field of farmland.

Wind Death thought it was a coincidence.

It doesn't take time to find, and it makes sense to hunt these two wild boars who are ready to spoil their crops.

So, Feng Yan gave Wang Ling a look.

Wang Ling, who was about to be lazy on the side, looked at it, made a grimace, and had no choice but to go into battle.

"Ling'er, the smaller one...... Come on. ”

Feng Yan said loudly, "Ling'er, Wang Ling has already pounced on the smaller wild boar."

After lowering her voice and saying "that smaller one", Wang Ling turned to the bigger boar.

After whispering "Come on", Wang Ling had already punched the big wild boar away, and the big wild boar fell to the ground and snorted.

"Forget it, I'll do it, little one. ”

Seeing this, Feng Yan had no choice but to catch the little wild boar.

The wind swept forward, every step was visible, but the speed was staggering.

It seems that it is only two or three steps to reach the small wild boar dozens of meters away.

Then, Feng Yan grabbed the pig's head with one hand and held the pig's body with the other, and with a slight force, the little wild boar fell to the spot.

And just as Feng Yan took out the rope and tied the little boar, the big boar got up.

And Wang Ling, who was about to invite merit, also saw it, and went up again to give a punch, and the big wild boar flew out and fell to the ground again.

At this time, Feng Yan also came to the big wild boar, and took out a rope to tie the big wild boar.

In the process of tying up the big wild boar, Feng Yan couldn't help but think:

Am I teaching it wrong?

Otherwise, how can there be two completely different styles of the same exercise?

Isn't it all about the breeze that we practice?

The exercises learned by Feng Yan are Qingfeng Decision, and the corresponding fist and foot exercises are Qingfeng Jin.

Qingfeng Jin is not a punch or leg technique, but a method of using and controlling strength.

You can learn it even if you don't have to correspond to the mental method.

As the name suggests, after cultivating the Breeze Strength, the power will be like the Breeze, gentle and continuous.

When fighting against people who practice Qingfeng, they often lose while fighting, and they don't know how to lose.

That's how it is.

But what Wang Ling used was like an overwhelming sea of mountains, crushed by pure strength.

It's not like the breeze at all.

Thinking about it, Feng Yan finished tying up the big boar, and at the same time came out of his thoughts.

After that, Feng Yan took out another stick, a wild boar, and prepared to go home on his shoulder.

"Brother Feng, how did you get these things?"

Wang Ling looked at the rope and stick that Feng Yan "conjured" out of thin air, and felt a little strange.

Feng Yan touched the middle finger of his right hand, and an inky ring appeared.

"Brother Feng, is this ......?"

"The ring that the master made for me didn't contain anything before, and I almost forgot it. ”

"Accept the ring...... Brother Feng, Ling'er also wants it, let Grandpa Mo make one for me. ”

Wang Ling looked at Feng Yan expectantly.

With the vows, you can take a lot of food with you.

I'm not afraid of hunger anymore.

"No, I can't. ”

Feng Yan guessed and knew that Wang Ling wanted to take the ring not for anything else, but to pack food.

First of all, it's too condescending.

Secondly, Ling'er cannot be indulged.

However, Feng Yan can't say that, Ling'er will cry like this.

"Ling'er, what about the ring, it's a monk's iconic item, now that you have the ring, won't it be exposed?

Wind Death thought about it for a moment and found a suitable excuse.

"Oh, yes, then save it first, and wait until I surprise my mother before I ask for it. ”

Wang Ling thought about it for a while and felt that it seemed quite right.

Hearing Wang Ling's answer, Feng Yan smiled bitterly.

This...... It's not what I want, isn't it just a delay?

Forget it, this situation is also expected.

"Let's go, go home. ”

Feng Yan touched Wang Ling's head.

"Hmm. ”

Wang Ling smiled, and she was praised again.

When they were only a short descent from Heping Town, a crane chirped and alarmed the two of them.

Then they saw a crane fly over their heads and land in the jungle not far to the right of the mountain road.

This is...... Spirit Crane?!

Feng Yan was surprised and a little excited.

The journey to the back mountain is over, but Feng Di has not yet completed the task of the master, and one of the reasons is this spirit crane.

As the saying goes, "idle clouds and wild cranes", this spirit crane can be regarded as taking this to the extreme.

As the only flying spirit animal in the back mountain, the spirit crane can be said to be presumptuous to the extreme.

You can find a place to settle at random, even if you are expelled by other spirit beasts.

The reason is simple, it can fly, while other spirit beasts do not.

Therefore, the range of activity of the crane has become the entire back mountain.

Because it often appears in the eyes of people who do work in the back mountain, he is regarded as the guardian saint of the back mountain by the name of Heping Town.

Even if the townsfolk knew it was just a spirit animal.

Because of the Spirit Crane's ability to fly, Wind Death put it to the end, and was even ready to give up this goal.

But now, the spirit crane appeared not far from him.

Wind Death felt that the luck on the way home was too good.

"Brother Wind......"

Wang Ling was about to remind Feng Yan that it was time to go back.

But she saw that Feng Di was staring in the direction of the crane.

So, Wang Ling's words came to an abrupt end, and the hand that stretched out to the corner of the wind corpse's clothes fell gently.

"Go home. ”

"There you go. ”

Feng Yan turned his head to face Wang Ling, and when he said "Go home", he heard Wang Ling say "You go".

"Ling'er, I'm ......"

"Brother Feng, don't worry, it's okay later, I'll explain it to my mother. I'll watch the wild boar for you, and you won't be robbed. ”

Wang Ling said to Feng Yan with a smile.

And Feng Yan looked at Wang Ling, not knowing how to react.

In the end, I had to touch Wang Ling's head and said in a low voice:

"Ling'er, thank you. ”

After that, Wind Death went to find trouble with Linghe.

After Feng Yan left, Wang Ling squatted between the two wild boars, clasping her knees with her hands, tears overflowing from her eyes.

It's the same as promised, Brother Feng won't abandon me.

Linghe, who was taking a nap, suddenly felt an uninvited guest, and then saw the fierce wind.

The crane flicked its wings, and a gust of wind mixed with dust rushed towards the wind.

When the dust cleared, the wind died to the location of the original spirit crane, and the spirit crane circled in the wind death sky.

Feng Yan clenched his fists, and the feeling of powerlessness he had felt before came back again.

In the face of flying spirit beasts, am I unable to fight at all now?

At this moment, the spirit crane suddenly swooped to the ground.

After that, he stood in front of the wind and looked at the wind death.

Then the wings spread out and screamed.

This is the signal for war.

This is to ...... Fight with me?

Seeing the crane's stance, Feng Yan understood that this was a request for battle.

But it can fly away.

And at the moment when Feng Yan was distracted, a crane roar woke Feng Yan.

Then, the wind died and felt a strong gust of wind coming.

Without any preparation, Feng Yan fell to the ground in a hurry.

And just after the wind ended, Feng Yan saw the crane feathers as sharp as knives again, and it turned out that the wings of the spirit crane crossed the ground in front of Feng Yan.

Wind Death reacted immediately, got up, blocked with both arms, and was knocked away.

Just as the wind stopped, another crane chirped from above, and then another gust of wind, and the wind was forced to lie down again.

After that, it was the exact same crane wing attack.

In this way, after repeating it ten times, the Spirit Crane stopped attacking.

Then he circled around the wind and took a nap not far away.

The Wind Dead stayed where it was.

This feels exactly the same as when Mo Lao taught himself to be fresh and strong.

Simple moves, but people can't fight back.

Always thinking "next time, next time you can fight back".

And then it loses.

yes, that's how I fight.

For such a long time, I have relied too much on my strong physical abilities and have forgotten my true way of fighting.

After thinking of this, Feng Yan recalled what Mo Lao told him, "One move, one style, endless, is the breeze."

"Senior, please advise!"

Wind Death clenched his fist at the crane.

Now, he no longer regards the Spirit Crane as a spirit animal, but a senior with a wealth of experience.

The crane spread its wings and waved.

The familiar wind is blowing again.

But the wind died at this time, but it did not move.

His hands were waving in a messy but seemingly orderly manner in front of him.

Then a faint white air mass emanated from the palm of the hand.

"Is this my anger?"

Feng Yan felt the murmur of the air mass in his palm.

And these qi are the reliance of the wind.

Originally, this was the "true qi" that could only be used during the qi training period.

However, the wind that has reached the ninth order of the forging body can be guided by the clear wind to guide a trace.

And the appearance of this trace of true qi changed the tide of the battle.

The wind that came in his face, guided by the True Qi, diverted to both sides when it reached the body of the Wind Fallen.

And then there were the crane wings that struck.

Feng Yan was not in a hurry, saw the right time, and slapped the crane wings.

Dodged this attack and let the Spirit Crane miss.

However, at this moment, the spirit crane suddenly took advantage of the momentum to flip, and another crane wing slapped the back of the wind and death.

The wind staggered forward.

And at the moment when the wind fell to the ground, the spirit crane just fell to the ground.

Then the crane spread its wings and spun in a circle.

The wind was knocked away again.

After that, the crane whispered to the wind and then soared into the sky.

A crane chirped through the sky, and the crane disappeared.

"Thank you, senior!"

Feng Yan, who had just stood up, clenched his fist in the direction where the crane flew away, and bowed deeply again.

Then return to meet Wang Ling.

"Ling'er, wake up, go home. ”

Feng Yan walked next to Wang Ling and found that Wang Ling was asleep, so he patted it gently.

"Brother Feng, don't worry, I'm watching. ”

Wang Ling said this sentence in a daze, and then suddenly realized that Brother Feng was back.

"Well, go home. ”

After that, the two embarked on their final journey home.

On the way, Feng Yan thought that he was really lucky on the way back, but he forgot that fortune and misfortune depended on each other.

He had spent half an hour fighting the crane, and it was getting late.

As soon as they returned to the town, the two saw Aunt Wang.

Then no matter how happy the journey was, it couldn't be happy now, and the two obediently stood in front of Aunt Wang.

"I still know when I'm back, when is it? ”

"I'm sorry, mother!"

"I'm sorry, Aunt Wang. ”

"Hey, forget it, let's go eat first, and then settle the account later. ”

The three of them headed towards the Drunken Immortal Tower.