readx;? Zhao Jingfeng looked at the people in the lobby and his disappointed father, and felt very helpless in his heart, and sighed secretly, and then Zhao Jingfeng followed Liu Ruyan, who was holding his mother, out of the hall. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Alas......" But after Zhao Jingfeng left, Zhao Hongyin sighed heavily, and his face looked extremely disappointed.

Originally, he had very high expectations for his fourth son Zhao Jingfeng, but he didn't think that the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment, and in the end, this was the result, his fourth son Zhao Jingfeng was actually a waste person who couldn't cultivate.

"Family Master, don't worry too much, although the Fourth Young Master can't cultivate, maybe he also has a very outstanding talent in other aspects. A middle-aged man sitting down comforted.

Zhao Hongyin waved his hand and said gloomily: "Don't mention this matter again, everyone should disperse." As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Hongyin got up and left here. Although he knew in his heart that his fourth son might really have outstanding talents in other aspects, the most important thing in this world was still cultivation, after all, cultivation was the foundation of everything.

The fourth son of the Zhao Mansion, Zhao Jingfeng, was a cultivator, and the matter soon spread to every corner of the Zhao Mansion, some people were happy and some were sad about this matter, but it was certain that from now on, Zhao Jingfeng's status in the Zhao Mansion would definitely decline rapidly.

In a large room, Zhao Jingfeng sat quietly on the edge of the bed, with a calm face, his head lowered, and he didn't know what he was thinking, while his mother Du Qiuniang still hadn't woken up, and was lying on the bed with her eyes closed. In addition to Zhao Jingfeng, his mother and several girls in the room, his third aunt Liu Ruyan and second sister Zhao Qingchun were also here.

Looking at Zhao Jingfeng, who was silent with his head bowed, Zhao Qingchun blinked with a pair of big eyes, and then walked to Zhao Jingfeng's side and said: "Fourth brother, don't be too sad, if someone bullies you in the future, you will tell your sister, and your sister will beat him hard for you." Zhao Qingchun thought that Zhao Jingfeng felt sad because he couldn't cultivate spiritual power.

Hearing this, Zhao Jingfeng's face couldn't help but show a smile, raised his head to look at Zhao Qingchun, and said, "Don't worry, second sister, I'm not so easy to bully." ”

Only Zhao Jingfeng himself understood that it was not that he could not cultivate the spiritual power here, but that he had integrated all the spiritual power he absorbed into his physical body to refine his body, so that his body was still empty, and there was no spiritual power in the dantian, otherwise, today's test results would definitely not be like this.

It's a pity that Zhao Jingfeng really can't say these things, once he says it, he can't explain these things at all, about the matter of "Eight Heavenly Dragon Palms", he won't say it anyway, otherwise, I'm afraid that the origin of this exercise will become a big problem.

Although Zhao Jingfeng understood that because of this incident, his status in the Zhao Mansion would definitely be greatly reduced, but he didn't care about this, and he still had a little expectation in his heart that such a situation would appear, once things really developed like this, then it would undoubtedly be easier for him to leave the Zhao Mansion in the future. If he is really labeled as a genius, I am afraid that it will not be so easy for him to leave the Zhao Mansion and go outside in the future, at least, before his strength is recognized by them, they will definitely not let themselves go out.

"Feng'er...... Feng'er ......" A soft call came from the bed, and at this time, Zhao Jingfeng's mother finally woke up.

As soon as he heard the voice, Zhao Jingfeng's spirits perked up, and he immediately turned around and came to Du Qiuniang's side: "Mother, the child is here, are you okay?" ”

Du Qiuniang looked at Zhao Jingfeng with complicated eyes, sighed, and said, "Mother is fine, Feng'er...... Alas......" Du Qiuniang looked like she wanted to speak and stopped, looking at Zhao Jingfeng's eyes was very complicated, with sadness, sadness, and a trace of pain.

"Fourth sister, don't bother too much, Feng'er has been extremely smart since he was a child, although it is a big pity that he can't cultivate spiritual power, but in my opinion, Feng'er is not so simple, his future achievements are still limitless, after all, he has a smart mind that other children don't have. Liu Ruyan, who was standing aside, came to the head of the bed and said comfortingly.

Du Qiuniang nodded slightly and said, "I also understand this truth." With your eyes looking at Zhao Jingfeng, you gave birth to a white and tender palm gently stroked Zhao Jingfeng's head, and said softly: "Feng'er, you don't have to be sad, your second aunt is right, although you can't cultivate spiritual power, but you have a smart mind, in other places, maybe there are very outstanding achievements." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Jingfeng showed a hesitant look on his face, looking at his mother like this, Zhao Jingfeng felt very uncomfortable, at this moment, he really wanted to tell his mother the truth of the matter, saying that he was not a waste person who could not cultivate spiritual power, but in the end Zhao Jingfeng still held back and said: "Mother, don't worry, the child will not let you down." For this hard-won maternal love, Zhao Jingfeng cherishes it very much.

On this day, Zhao Jingfeng stayed with his mother in the room all day long, and did not leave until night, during which Zhao Hongyin also came to visit Du Qiuniang once, but soon left, and for Zhao Jingfeng, Zhao Hongyin's performance today is completely different from the past, his attitude towards Zhao Jingfeng has gradually become cold, all this, Zhao Jingfeng sees it in his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, four years have passed since the day of Zhao Jingfeng's spiritual power test, during this period, Zhao Jingfeng locked himself in his room to practice when he was fine, and the cultivation time was longer than before, and sometimes he couldn't even see Zhao Jingfeng go out all day.

In the past four years, Zhao Jingfeng's status in Zhao's mansion has really dropped a lot, and even Zhao Hongyin has become cold to him, he has never taken the initiative to come to see him once in the past four years, but his mother Du Qiuniang has come to visit Zhao Jingfeng almost every day, and her love for Zhao Jingfeng has not changed in the slightest.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Jingfeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, slowly opened his eyes and ended a night's cultivation, and then saw him stretch out his hands slightly, and on the palms of his hands, a cloud of white light gradually appeared, and then Zhao Jingfeng turned over from the bed with a beautiful volley, and fell steadily to the ground, and his hands were inserted into the ground at the same time.

Hearing only a slight sound, Zhao Jingfeng's small hands were as hard as two small steel plates, easily penetrating the very hard floor on the ground, and only the part above the palm of the hand was exposed.

Looking at his masterpiece, Zhao Jingfeng's face showed a smile of joy, as early as half a year after the end of Zhao Jingfeng's spiritual power test, he put the "Eight Heavenly Dragon Palms" The first layer of body refining and cultivation has completed the basic part of cultivation, and he officially began to cultivate spiritual power, because he does not need to use the absorbed spiritual power to refine his body, so Zhao Jingfeng's cultivation speed is very fast, and it only took a few years to achieve very great results, and now, with the spiritual power in his body, Zhao Jingfeng can penetrate the stone slab of ordinary hardness with both hands, and it is very easy.

Early in the morning, Zhao Jingfeng walked out of the door and wandered alone in Zhao's mansion, but the guards who were patrolling in the mansion looked at Zhao Jingfeng's eyes full of weirdness, ridicule, disdain, and regret, Zhao Jingfeng is a matter of cultivating wasted people, and it is no longer a secret thing in Zhao's mansion, and now, even some of the patrolling guards in Zhao's mansion have changed a little when they look at Zhao Jingfeng.

Zhao Jingfeng turned a blind eye to these, at this time, his stomach couldn't help but be hungry, and began to gurgle, Zhao Jingfeng reached out and wiped his stomach, sighed secretly, and then walked in the direction of the kitchen.

He hadn't gone to the dining hall with his mother for a long time, and during this time, every morning for breakfast, Zhao Jingfeng went to the kitchen to eat by himself, and only at noon and evening would he go to the dining hall with his mother Du Qiuniang to eat with a few aunts.

When Zhao Jingfeng came to the kitchen, hundreds of guys were busy inside, the kitchen was smoky, and because of the stove, staying inside was like being in a steaming steamer.

"Yo, isn't this the fourth young master, why did the fourth young master come to our kitchen again, alas, this kitchen is a place for us to stay, how can your delicate body come to such a place, fourth young master. As soon as he saw Zhao Jingfeng, a guy in his twenties began to laugh, and the strange tone made everyone hear the ridicule in his words.

As soon as this person's voice fell, a guy immediately said: "If my guess is correct, the fourth young master must have come to the kitchen to get steamed buns again, but it's strange, why didn't the fourth young master go to the dining hall to dine with the head of the family, but to wronged himself, he actually came to the kitchen to get the steamed buns in person, these steamed buns are all eaten by our subordinates and the guards in the house." The person who spoke was a young man about thirty years old, looking at Zhao Jingfeng with a mocking expression.

Listening to the words of the two of them, the other guys in the kitchen all looked at them with a good look on their faces, and there were big people behind them, among which the guy in his twenties was Zhao Jingfeng's aunt, that is, Zhao Hongyin's first wife Li Shijie was introduced, I heard that he and Li Shijie also got a little bit of relatives, but because he was not capable, he had to work in the kitchen.

As for the young man in his thirties who spoke behind, his elder brother was the captain of the Zhao Mansion's escort.

Listening to the ridicule words of the two, Zhao Jingfeng frowned slightly, and an angry light flashed in his eyes, but in the end, he was still held back, and went straight to a huge steamer, just as he was about to reach out to uncover the lid of the steamer, but he didn't want a pair of big hands to take the first step, holding the huge steamer and moving away.

"I have to quickly take the steamed buns in this steamer and distribute them to those guards, those brothers who served as guards in the Zhao Mansion haven't eaten breakfast yet. With that, the fellow walked outside with the steamer in his arms, and finally muttered to himself, "It's a pity that the fourth lady actually gave birth to such a useless waste son." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Jingfeng's body stiffened slightly, at this moment, the anger in his heart finally couldn't help but burst out, he didn't say a word, then his body shook slightly, his feet lightly stepped on the ground, and he came behind the guy holding the steamer at a very fast speed, and punched the guy directly behind him.

"Bump!"

Unguarded, the guy holding the steamer was directly stumbled and fell to the ground by Zhao Jingfeng's punch, and the steamer he held in his hand also fell to the ground.

The sudden change made everyone in the kitchen stunned, looking at Zhao Jingfeng who suddenly changed his position, everyone in the kitchen couldn't believe it, they didn't see how Zhao Jingfeng ran over at all, and what made them even more unbelievable was that the fourth young master, who was only seven years old, actually knocked an adult in his thirties to the ground with a fist, although the latter was holding a big steamer in his hand, but this scene still felt incredible in the eyes of a group of guys.

"Hahaha, Brother Li Si, you surprised me too much, you are also a master with a spiritual power of the third layer, and you were actually beaten to the ground by a small child's fist, you didn't spend too much strength on a woman's stomach last night, you are so weak. Looking at the guy who fell to the ground, the young man in his twenties who had laughed at Zhao Jingfeng before couldn't help laughing.

Hearing this, the guy known as Li Si got up from the ground in embarrassment, staring at Zhao Jingfeng with anger in his eyes, and was hit by a seven-year-old child and fell to the ground with a fist, especially since this child is still a waste person who can't cultivate spiritual power, which is a great shame for him, after all, although he himself is not a martial artist who has condensed the natal soul treasure, but he is also a figure who has reached the third level of spiritual power.

The angry flames were dizzy, and now Li Si seemed to have forgotten that Zhao Jingfeng was the identity of the fourth young master of the Zhao Mansion, roared angrily, and quickly came to Zhao Jingfeng's body, and directly hit Zhao Jingfeng in the chest with a fist.

Looking at Li Si's punch, Zhao Jingfeng showed a look of disdain on his face, this punch seemed to him to be full of flaws, and then, Zhao Jingfeng's body tilted slightly, moved a small step to the side, just dodged Li Si's punch, and then jumped forward, his right leg quickly crossed a beautiful trajectory in the air, and kicked Li Si's nose fiercely.

"Ahh

Li Si let out a scream like killing a pig, his hands immediately covered his nose, and faintly blood flowed out between his fingers, this leg Zhao Jingfeng did not spare the slightest hand, and directly kicked Li Si's nose bridge bone, and the severe pain had already made Li Si's face a little pale.