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"You teach me Chongyang Boxing, so that you can enjoy it when you come and go. Wei Feng said.

"That's my family's ancestral, why should I teach you? Moreover, there is a family motto for a long time, and my son-in-law can't teach it. Meng Yao waved her little hand resolutely.

"Why did it get to my son-in-law, I didn't think it had anything to do with you. ”

"You're such a bad person, you take advantage of everything you say. Meng Yao's face flushed, and she couldn't wait to come over and punch Wei Feng a few times.

"Okay, don't you think I want to!" Wei Feng waved his hand, "To ask seriously, do you also have a Gang Qi Seed?"

"That's right, I've been here for three months, and Master Kan personally chose me to be my disciple. ”

Speaking of these, Meng Yao looked arrogant, thinking that she was a martial arts wizard, how did she know that Wei Feng had it in one day, and he was personally listed as a key training object by the head of the family.

Wei Feng, of course, didn't bother to show off with her, so he took something out of his pocket and handed it over.

"Spirit Stone! How can you have a Spirit Stone?"

Meng Yao exclaimed, looked around, and leaned over to take a closer look, that's right, it was a low-grade spirit stone.

"Anyway, it's not stealing, I worked diligently in the Dharma Weapon Palace, and Elder Zhou rewarded me. Wei Feng said.

This sentence is not a lie, yesterday afternoon, Wei Feng asked Zhou Fatong for a spirit stone on the pretext of practicing martial arts. Warriors are different from monks, and after entering the first and second stages, they can collect spiritual energy and replenish physical energy.

Martial artists will only be allocated spirit stones after entering the second level, and the spirit stones wasted by martial artists are less than one-third of those of monks. Therefore, in any sect, there are always more warriors than monks.

Zhou Fatong asked about the two high-grade spirit stones, Wei Feng said that he was reluctant to use them, Zhou Fatong was right to think about it, after all, the high-grade spirit stones were scarce, and he personally went to get a hundred low-grade spirit stones, all of which were given to Wei Feng.

Meng Yao looked at this low-grade spirit stone, and wanted to grab it with greed, so he immediately pretended to be calm and said, "Wei Feng, what do you mean by taking out the spirit stone to show me?"

"You teach me boxing, this spirit stone will belong to you, don't be afraid, someone finds out and can push it on my body." Wei Feng said.

"Well, this!" Meng Yao hesitated, once she became a second-stage martial artist, the use of the spirit stone would be greater, and it could help her cultivation progress faster.

"I still have a lot of spirit stones, if you teach me boxing, when the time comes, we can share these spirit stones. Wei Feng further relaxed the conditions.

A good thing that fell from the sky, Meng Yao's heart was pounding, but she was still hesitating, in modern terms, she had a phobia of choice.

"Forget it, just when I didn't say it. Wei Feng put away the spirit stone unhappily, "Come on, let's continue to compete, it's a big deal to beat you a few more times, and sooner or later I can beat you." ”

"No, I promised to teach you, but you also have to talk and count. Meng Yao hurriedly said.

"Meng Yao, don't you want to think about it, is the boxing technique useful? Can your father beat Master Kan? I'm afraid he can't even beat a first-level and fifth-stage martial artist!"

Meng Yao can't say it, the fact is also true, if she doesn't step into Qingyunmen, no matter how well she practices martial arts, she can't get Gang Qi, and she can't be called a real martial artist.

"Lingshi is for you, teach me well, chess is fun when you meet your opponent. Wei Feng took out the lower grade spirit stone and threw it directly.

Meng Yao hurriedly took it in his hand, carefully wiped it with the corner of his clothes, and blew again, and then carefully hid it in his pocket.

After receiving the benefits, Meng Yao began to patiently teach Wei Feng's boxing method, she emphasized that practicing martial arts must be stable, so as not to fall, and the eyes must always observe the opponent's every move and make accurate judgments.

Roughly described the essentials, Meng Yao was in the open space, used his fists and feet, and hit a punch to the sun, and Wei Feng was a little dazzled.

It is not an exaggeration to describe Meng Yao with embroidered legs, but for Wei Feng, this is the initial goal he wants to achieve.

Zama step, arms parallel, such a simple action has already made Wei Feng sweat, but he is still a ninja with gritted teeth, Meng Yao couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praise, the child can be taught.

As the so-called master led the door, the practice was in the individual, and after half an hour, the two of them did not make a move, and this sparring was over.

"Speaking of which, you should be my master, Master Meng!" Wei Feng said poorly.

"That's not good, I'm an apprentice who doesn't go into the stream. Meng Yao waved his hand again and again, blinked his big eyes, and said, "Our relationship is also very close, so we don't have to be so angry in the future." ”

"I know, I'll bring you more spirit stones next time. Wei Feng nodded.

"What, you can call me Yao'er. Meng Yao raised her head and nostrils with her hands on her back, but she showed the shyness of a little woman, but she was also a little cute.

"Okay, Master Kan calls me Xiaofeng, you can call me that. Wei Feng's heart warmed, and he promised: "I will also bring you the spirit stone, as many as you want!"

It's not bragging, once Wei Feng walks out of Qingyunmen, with the talisman drawing technique he learned from Zhou Fatong, selling talismans in exchange for spirit stones will be a piece of cake.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed, Wei Feng comes to the grove every day to learn martial arts from Meng Yao, and now he can make simple moves.

In order to practice the technique of evasion, Wei Feng also made a sandbag in the yard, hung it on the pillar with a rope, punched it, and the sandbag quickly bounced back, and so on and so forth.

Don't delay drawing talismans, Zhou Fatong doesn't care, he is planning a big event, refining magic weapons.

The simplest magic weapon is the Fireball Bead, which is used once, and its power is five times that of the Fireball Talisman, but its value has increased tenfold, and it can be sold for two hundred medium-grade spirit stones.

The material for refining the fireball beads is very simple, the fire-spitting beetle shell is mixed with gangsha, and the total price is only two medium-grade spirit stones, which can be described as a high value-added product.

However, with only these two things, it is impossible to refine the fireball beads, and drawing runes on the surface of the beads is still an indispensable process.

In addition, the mastery of the heat is also very important, the heat is not enough, the fireball beads cannot be formed, the heat is big, it is likely to explode in the furnace, which is equivalent to refining once in vain. Wasting materials is a small thing, and it can hurt people.

Also, the ratio of the fireworm carapace to Gangsha can't be wrong at all, otherwise you won't be able to practice fireball beads either.

There can be no one error in several processes, and the failure rate can be imagined only by the naked eye and perception.

Boom!

On this day, Wei Feng, who was sitting cross-legged and practicing, was so startled by a bang that he almost lost his true anger, he hurriedly ran out of the house, but saw the furnace Ding dumped on the ground, Zhou Fatong looked dark, his hair was full of fried hair, and he squatted in the corner of the wall panting.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Wei Feng hurriedly ran over.

"Alas, I'm old, I can't master the heat well, and I failed as soon as I got started. Zhou Fatong shook his head and sighed.

"Master, failure is the mother of success, don't be anxious. Wei Feng hurriedly went to bring a basin of water and asked Zhou Fatong to wash his face.

Zhou Fatong perked up and said, "Xiaofeng, find something to help the furnace up." ”

"Hey, it's easy. Wei Feng ran over, stretched out his hand on the stove, and immediately withdrew his hand with a strange scream.