Chapter Twenty-Nine: Secret Letters
Nie Feng agreed, and continued with the words of the Great Elder:
"You don't know that shame is one thing, if Nie Lin didn't have your usual teachings, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to do such a thing, right? Could it be that the fourth elder, when he instructed Nie Lin on weekdays, most of them specially taught him techniques such as grabbing sand and throwing it at the enemy's eyes?"
"You're looking for death!"
The four elders were furious, and the martial artist came with a coercive momentum, wanting to make a move against Nie Feng.
Smack!――
A heavy hand suddenly pressed on the shoulder of the four elders.
"If you dare to hurt my son, I will dare to kill you. ”
Nie Fengyang threatened.
Nie Tiance, the head of the family sitting in the middle, was watching a play, neither helping Nie Feng nor the four elders.
In fact, in his heart, Nie Feng was just an insignificant existence, one hundred and eight thousand miles worse than his personal disciple Nie Cheng.
For the little person Nie Feng, whether he lives or dies, he doesn't care a lot. However, the contradiction between the Great Elder and several other elders attracted his attention, and if it wasn't good, there would be civil strife in the Nie family.
"Nie Fengyang, the four elders are just angry for a while, and the persuasion and persuasion will pass, why take it too seriously?"
The head of the house said in a soothing tone.
"Oh, listen to the meaning of the head of the family, the four elders don't have to be held accountable for their mistakes, but let the old man be like a slave, say a few good words to persuade and persuade him, don't you think it's ridiculous?"
Nie Fengyang said coldly.
"This-I don't mean that, as the saying goes, 'take a step back and open the sky', as a great elder, what does it matter if you give up the power?"
"Okay, since the head of the family intends to help the four elders, the old man has nothing to say. Feng'er, let's go. ”
Nie Fengyang looked frustrated, turned around and walked out of the mansion with Nie Feng, and walked towards home.
Regarding father's love, Nie Feng didn't know what it was, and he had never felt it, but now there was a warm current flowing into his heart.
Walking on the road, Nie Feng raised his thick hand, put it on Nie Feng's shoulder, and said:
"Feng'er, you also saw today's events. In the eyes of the head of the family, he only values those elders who are beneficial to him, and although I, Nie Fengyang, am the head of the Seven Elders, I am weak and weak, not as strong as Nie Yunxiong, and the position of the Great Elder will be shaken sooner or later. ”
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but sigh a little sadly, and said:
"If anyone wants to gain a foothold in this world where martial arts are respected, without strength and talent, he will not win the support of others, and it is impossible to win the attention of a person with status like the head of the family. So, everything from now on is only on your own, and you can only rely on yourself, understand?"
Nie Feng looked at the elder's complicated eyes and didn't say anything, just nodded his head slightly.
・・・・・・・
When they arrived at the house, the two returned to their respective rooms.
Nie Feng closed the door and sat cross-legged on the bed.
Closing his eyes, in his mind, he kept recalling the content of "Qi Killing Divine Formula".
This book is composed of many martial arts, and after some repeated screening, Nie Feng finally selected a martial art called Feng Feng Lang.
Peak Wind and Waves: According to the fierce wind of the tyrant, the martial arts derived and created, a gust of wind and waves is stronger than a gust of wind and waves, the wind is strong, and it is invincible・・・・・・・
Two hours later, Nie Feng had initially mastered some of these techniques, but this could only be regarded as an introduction.
Time passed quickly, and his mind was also running rapidly, and more and more techniques were deciphered・・・・・・
Three days later, he finally finished his martial arts skills.
At this time, the golden dawn had just dyed the eastern sky. Everything is still in the maki.
"Next, it's time to test the power of the wind and waves!"
Nie Feng quickly got out of bed, opened the door of the house, and as soon as he walked into the courtyard, he saw Nie Fengyang and Seventh Elder Nie Yuan, talking about something.
On the other side, a thin black-clothed young man stood like a dead tree.
"Feng'er, come over first, I have something to tell you. ”
Nie Fengyang showed a gentle smile on his face and stopped Nie Fengdao.
Nie Feng walked over slowly and bowed to the two elders in front of him.
"Feng'er, that's right. The head of the family has a secret letter to send someone to the sect leader of the Blood Moon Sect, Liu Cangwolf. And the person who delivered the letter this time happened to choose Nie Han, the eldest son of the Seventh Elder, who was this young man. ”
Nie Fengyang stretched out his hand and patted the shoulder of the black-clothed young man next to him, and said:
"Although his cultivation is still at the seventh level of the Martial Body Realm, his age is one year younger than yours. This is a long way to go, and wherever you pass, there are often martial arts masters, and the Seventh Elder wants you to go with Nie Han for the sake of insurance, and there will be a good one on the road. ”
Hearing this, Nie Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and he asked, "Why didn't the family master choose his own personal disciple to go? Isn't his personal disciple stronger than me and Nie Han?"
"This ・・・・・・・ I asked for voluntarily, to give Nie Han more opportunities to sharpen. But he was a little relieved in his heart, so he visited several other elders and asked to send a powerful disciple to go with Nie Han, but they were all rejected by the unpopular, so he ・・・・・・・"
The Seventh Elder's face flushed, and he couldn't help but say ashamedly.
He could have accompanied Nie Han in person, but he was afraid that the dependence between father and son would be too strong, which would make Nie Han feel permanently dependent on his father.
After all, everyone must have the day when they are independent and self-reliant.
"The Blood Moon Sect is one of the three major sects, and I have only heard of it, but I have not seen it with my own eyes. Since the elder decided to let Nie Han go with me, and my father-in-law has no opinion, it is even more difficult for me Nie Feng to shirk and refuse. ”
"So, boy, did you agree?"
The Seventh Elder hurriedly asked.
Nie Feng put his hands behind his back and nodded.
At this time, Nie Fengyang suddenly smiled and said:
"Okay, I'll think so, let Nie Han and Nie Feng leave immediately, and go back early. I don't know, what do the Seven Elders think?"
"So much for the best. Nie Han, along the way, you have to listen to Nie Feng's words more, and remember to be more careful. ”
Seventh Elder Nie Yuan admonished.
At that moment, Nie Feng went back to the room and took out the Golden Dragon Knife, and when he came out, he said goodbye to the two elders with Nie Han, a young man in black, and walked out of the mansion.
After leaving Yeyang City, the two of them performed light body exercises together and galloped on the endless plains outside the city.
Treading the grass is like a swallow, and the breeze is ridden as a horse.
Nie Feng and Nie Han ran for three or four hours before they left this large plain and entered a forest that was hundreds of thousands of times larger than the area of Fengling Mountain.
The area of this forest, which traverses the entire Aquame and several surrounding races, cannot be estimated in numbers.
But this forest, from ancient times to the present, is not infested with birds and animals.