Yitian World, Penghu Island, Seaside.

Wearing only a pair of small pants, his complexion is bronze, his muscles are sharp and angular, but he is not thick, his long hair is flowing, his face is fierce and elegant, Ye Feng squatted on a horse, stood in the waves, and let the sea wash away.

The big waves wash, wave after wave, the high tide sea is romantic over the head, and the low tide stays at the waist.

Every fluctuation brings a huge impact.

In this impact, Ye Feng's whole person is as steady as Mount Tai, with the rise and fall of the tide and regular breathing, the tide rises and breathes, the inhalation must be full, the tide falls and exhales, the exhalation must be exhausted, the mind drives the breath, sinks into the dantian, and circulates all around.

"Hah!"

Suddenly, Ye Feng let out a loud roar, and then the waves drowned him again.

"It's finally complete."

This time, the waves washed him onto the beach, lying on the beach, Ye Feng looked up at the blue sky, the white clouds, and was happy in his heart.

Twenty years, a full twenty years, the breath of iron penetrated the whole body, and the iron cloth shirt was finally completed.

Twenty years ago, I stepped on the road of immortality and crossed over, but immortality is not immortal.

Under the racial hierarchy of the Yuan Dynasty, in this environment where martial arts are full of people at every turn, Ye Feng wisely chose to live in seclusion, and finally lived forever, how could he let his life take such a huge risk?

licked the county order of Tongzhi County at that time, and came to the Penghu Inspection Division, which can be called a place of exile, to be the only official.

Not only is he an official, but he is also far away, he is quite safe, and he cultivates with peace of mind, so he is not happy.

"Young Master, are you alright?"

Seeing that Ye Feng was washed back by the sea, Xiao Lu, who had been holding Ye Feng's clothes on the coast, ran over, all concerned, she thought that Ye Feng was injured.

After all, his own young master had a much longer time in the past than he did today.

Little Green, thirteen years old, wearing a long green dress, apple face, round, very cute, is the offspring of the servant he bought back then.

"Young Master Ben is doing well now."

Ye Feng jumped up with a carp and took the shirt from Xiao Lu's hand, "Let's go, let's go back." ”

Starting Point Village.

This is the village established by Ye Feng, with a total of 656 people, of which 10 are locals who came at the beginning of the year, 182 people have been bought back from Dayuan across the sea over the years, and the rest have been self-generated over the years.

The whole village is unified with the wooden house building, the arrangement is regular, the east and west two avenues, horizontal and vertical, flat and clean, there is a big tree on both sides of the road two meters apart, the village is in the center, a circular courtyard, there are one or two people in the center of the courtyard hugging the towering tree, behind the tree is the largest two-story building in the village luxury farewell, here is the residence of Ye Feng.

"Meet your lordship." Walking on the street, the older ones stopped to bow to Ye Feng.

The dogs barked and the chickens crowed, the children galloped happily, and walking in the village, Ye Feng also had a sense of accomplishment.

God knows what it was like when I first came, a pure desert island!

"Young Master, are you back early today?" The housekeeper Fu Bo was feeding the chickens, and when he saw Ye Feng coming back, he hurriedly walked over.

"Fauber, my iron cloth shirt is complete." Ye Feng opened his mouth and smiled.

Hearing this, he was nearly fifty years old, his black hair was doped with silver wires, and Fu Bo, who had a slight back on his back, was slightly stunned, and then smiled, "Congratulations, young master, your hard work has paid off, you have finally succeeded." ”

"I can finally drink the sake from the cellar, and I want to taste it." Ye Feng asked Fu Bo to take out the wine he had from when he started cultivating the Iron Cloth Shirt twenty years ago.

"It must be extremely mellow."

When Fu Bo heard Ye Feng's words, he first grabbed a chicken and handed it to the kitchen, and then went to the wine cellar to carry wine.

In the cellar, there are hundreds of jars of the same variety of wine, but they are divided into four vintages.

Twenty years, a fine wine to commemorate the beginning of the cultivation of iron cloth shirts.

Fifteen years old, a fine wine to commemorate the beginning of the cultivation of iron sand palms.

Ten years, to commemorate the Taizu Changquan and light Gong grass on the fly to begin the cultivation of fine wine.

Eight years old, a fine wine to commemorate the beginning of the cultivation of the Yue Nu Sword.

It just corresponds to all the martial arts that Ye Feng is cultivating now.

At dusk, the sunset was red, in the small courtyard, facing the sea breeze, Fu Bo accompanied Ye Feng to eat.

"Young Master, although this iron cloth shirt is common, it can be cultivated to perfection, and I am afraid that you are the only one in the entire rivers and lakes." Fu Bo saluted Ye Feng with a glass of wine and was quite emotional.

Speaking of which, this iron cloth shirt still comes from him.

Back then, he was a dart master of the dart game, but after a dart trip, he was almost hacked to death, Ye Feng saved him, and he followed Ye Feng.

The iron cloth shirt is widely spread and is often regarded as a hard exercise.

Actually, this is a practice that is both internal and external.

Practicing a breath inside, practicing muscles and bones outside, and beating externally with the unique iron breathing method in the body, so as to continuously enhance oneself and reach the level of copper skin and iron bones.

"Talking like I'm good." Ye Feng smiled, "Twenty years, from the outside in, to cultivate true qi, this must be within the main sect, I'm afraid a little kid will be able to do it in ten days and half a month." ”

"It's different." Fu Bo shook his head slightly, "The young master has an extremely solid foundation from the outside in, and he has also cultivated a flawless body without a cover door, which is not something that ordinary people can do." ”

"Although I have only cultivated my true qi, I can use this as a basis, and any practice in the future will lead to a rapid entry into the realm."

"You don't need to enter the country quickly or anything, as long as there is progress all the time." Ye Feng smiled, not caring about the so-called speed of entering the realm.

With infinite life, what is he anxious about?

Take it easy.

"Young Master, even so, you need to get a copy of the Inner Strength Heart Method." Fu Bo said softly, "Although the Iron Cloth Shirt was cultivated by you to the Transformation Realm, and True Qi was born from the outside in, the Iron Cloth Shirt itself does not have a method to operate True Qi. ”

"There's no hurry."

After touching the cup with Fu Bo, Ye Feng looked at his delicate hands and said with a smile, "Now that the iron cloth shirt is complete, I feel that the iron sand palm seems to be perfect." ”

Iron cloth shirt cultivates the whole body, focusing on defense.

The iron sand palm focuses on the palm, the three-layer realm, the first layer of the palm is rough and heavy; The second layer is back to basics, delicate as jade; The third is that the jade hand is delicate, and according to legend, it seems that it can be invasive by fire and water, poison, and extremely sensitive.

Now that the iron cloth shirt has broken through, and the iron sand palm of the second layer has also taken a big step forward, he is now paying more attention to this, and he is curious about whether this so-called jade hand realm really exists.

As for the True Qi Movement Method, the Iron Cloth Shirt cannot effectively operate the True Qi, but after the consummation, the body will operate spontaneously, and the True Qi will accumulate every day, which is enough for the time being.

"It's all mediocre martial arts, but they can bloom in the hands of the young master, the young master is really a rare genius." Fauber sighed.

"I'm not a wizard, but I can calm down." Ye Feng knows his own family affairs, and when he cultivates, he is also an ordinary qualification.

However, compared to other people's impetuousness, he has always been able to calm down and persevere, and will not be impatient because of the slow realm, let alone give up because of this.

In this way, there is success.

"Okay, let's not talk about that, let's talk about this year's harvest." Shaking his head slightly, Ye Feng changed the topic.

The huge village, more than 600 people, food, clothing, shelter and transportation, all of this depends on themselves.

"Young master, the salt drying farm we developed there in Liuqiu has a good harvest this year." Fu Bo, who is the chief butler, said, "After the sale, it will be a lot of wealth, and I plan to recruit some homeless people to expand the scale." ”

"Young master, you don't want to go back to Dayuan to be controlled, but Penghu is too small, and the radius is only a dozen miles, so why don't we move to Liuqiu?" Fauber said suddenly.

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