"Brother, where did you just run?" Zhang Xiaoxian pouted, dissatisfiedly accusing his brother who had been missing for a while.

Tell my sister that she was struck by lightning just now? It can't be, never will. If Zhang Xiaoxian, who was a gossip lover at a young age, learned that the truth would not only be known to everyone, I am afraid that he would be laughed at for at least three years. Zhang Fengrui shook his head, dispelled the idea of telling the truth, and used his brains to make up lies to deal with his difficult sister.

"I went to find the head of the wind tunnel just now, well, I have something to do with him" As the saying goes, Cao Cao Cao arrived. Before the words fell, a familiar voice sounded behind the brother and sister, "Xiao Fengzi, Xiao Siam, when did you come?"

It was the wind cicada. Lao Dao, who deliberately went out to avoid people, was very surprised to see the brother and sister, and led the two children around to his simple but clean and tidy residence.

waited for Zhang Fengrui to serve the chili sauce made by Liu Yinglan himself, but it made Lao Daole bad. He was overjoyed with the earthen jar full of hot sauce in both hands, "Okay, good, great, it just so happens that the hot sauce sent by your mother before is gone, and I am thinking about asking Lei Buping to go to your house to ask for something, this is charcoal in the snow!" ”

Lao Dao's old eyes narrowed into a line happily, and his gray eyebrows moved again and again, "Alas, my old man has no children and no daughters, and he doesn't eat meat, the biggest pleasure is this mouthful, hehe, hehe, go home and thank you mother for me"

After a few words of greeting, the wind cicada began to routinely inspect Zhang Fengrui's "homework".

To say that Zhang Fengrui was weak and sick when he was a child, which broke his parents' hearts. When he was five years old, Zhang Zongchang, who was worried that his only son would not be able to raise him, specially invited the powerful wind cicada to come for diagnosis and treatment.

It should be fate, Zhang Fengrui, who had diarrhea and had a sallow face, giggled when he saw the old way of coming to the door for the first time, and kept opening his little hands to hug. When Feng Lao Dao took Zhang Fengrui from Liu Yinglan's hand, the little fart kissed him on the old face, which made him more than half a hundred years old and childless Feng Lao Dao happy.

As soon as I was happy, I made an exception and passed on Zhang Fengrui's set of 'fitness' exercises that were not passed on in Fengshan.

Of course, Zhang Feng has been practicing for more than ten years so far, and these years are not only disease-free but also lively, proving that the effect is a leverage.

Liu Yinglan is grateful to Feng Lao Dao, and regards him as his son's life-saving benefactor, even if life is difficult after the death of her husband, she will never forget Feng Lao Dao when she does anything delicious at home, and always remember to send her children to send one.

Zhang Fengrui and Zhang Xiaoxian, brothers and sisters who have been lost since childhood, subconsciously regard him as an old father, and they are really close to Feng Laodao.

Although Qifengshan is far away from home, the brother and sister have to visit Feng Lao Dao at least once a month, and they are familiar with the Taoist monks and monks of Fenglai Temple, otherwise do you think that any cat or dog can play pine cones in the pine forest next to it and no one cares?

Of course, Feng Lao Dao has always been worried that if Feng Laiguan knew that someone had cultivated Yuan Yizhenren's original 'One Product Returning to Yuan Qi' for ten years, but the true qi was so weak that it could not be weathered, it only played a role in strengthening the body, and it was estimated that the coffin board would not be able to suppress it.

At the beginning, Zhang Xiaoxian was enthusiastic about pedaling around the horse, holding Yuan Shou with both hands, sinking into the dantian, looking at his nose and nose, looking at his heart, his brother with a solemn face turned in circles, deliberately teasing his brother and shouting that he wanted to beat the liar brother.

In the past, the little girl was reluctant to blame Feng Laodao for fooling around, but today was different, I saw Feng Laodao after making a gesture on Zhang Fengrui, his eyes suddenly lit up, and after thinking for a while, his expression became extremely serious.

He casually drew an arc with his left hand, pushing Zhang Xiaoxian, who was chattering like a little magpie, out of the door like a cloud. In order to avoid being disturbed by the little girl, Lao Dao arranged a beauty errand for Zhang Xiaoxian, asking her to help feed Xiao Hei hanging on the beams, and immediately "slammed" the door after the order was completed.

Xiao Hei saw the little devil approaching with a malicious smile on his face, jumping helplessly in the cage, and let out a terrible and frightened cry "Don't, don't, don't"

In normal times, the old man would definitely appear in time to rescue Xiao Hei, but at this time, he couldn't take care of some "little things".

What made Zhang Fengrui curious was that the old man, who had always been leisurely and not haunted by the world, looked uncharacteristically solemn and solemn.

"Xiao Feng, close your abdomen and raise your anus, calm your mind and relax your whole body, don't think about anything, keep your mind blank, yes, that's all"

Lao Dao's voice was with a hint of excitement, he walked around Zhang Muchen according to his vigorous mood, drawing large and small circles with both palms, dazzling people can actually follow the traces, implying the mystery of heaven and earth.

That's right, what Feng Lao Dao is performing is the Fenglai Guanzhen Divine Technique 'One Product Returns to Vitality'.

The light weight of bamboo chopsticks, futons, and paper clothes in the room actually floated in the air to form a circle regularly, slowly rotating around the top of the two heads, indescribably magical.

Outside the house, Xiao Hei, who was being poked by Zhang Xiaoxian with a thin wooden stick, chattered incessantly after feeling the huge pressure of the qi machine, obediently shrunk into a ball, purring mung beans and small eyes, pitifully at the mercy of the little devil.

However, Zhang Fengrui was not blessed to see the wonders at this moment. At this moment, every section of his meridians, bones, every inch of skin, and even every cell was shrouded in the heat emitted by the old man's palms, like a spring breeze.

No, it should be like being in a hot spring, warm to scorching, all-encompassing, indescribably comfortable, even the breathing has become more stable and slow, and the whole body exudes a relaxed and comfortable atmosphere from the inside out.

Zhang Fengrui didn't know anything about all this, seeing that his eyes were closed and his long eyelashes were closed for a moment, and the thin nose wings on both sides of the tall nose bridge moved slightly, although he was still squatting steadily, there were all kinds of signs that the young man had entered the dream.

The movement of the wind cicada is getting slower and slower, and finally he makes a move to catch the bird's tail, and the two fingers in the middle of the right hand are fingered together as a sword, and the fingertips stay at Zhang Fengrui's heavenly spirit, and a stream of flowing air flows from the fingertips into Zhang Fengrui's body.

This air flow flowed through the eight veins of the young man's strange meridians, and everywhere he went, it was smooth and satisfactory, without delay, and finally came to the dantian a little below the navel. There is a utensil the size of a goose egg in the dantian, the color is gray and white, dull and dull, and the air flow sent out by the old road runs here like a mud cow into the sea without a trace. The wind cicada tried three times in a row, and it was like this.

"Whew" Lao Dao exhaled heavily, hugged Yuan Shouyi with both arms and collected his strength, and the things suspended in mid-air immediately magically returned to everyone, as if he had never left.

He circled Zhang Fengrui more than ten times, frowning and pondering for a while, but he still couldn't get the point.

What happened to the teenager was too shocking. A month ago, he personally checked Zhang Fengrui, not to mention any dantian beads, this kid only has a slender qi in his body, and he wasted his painstaking efforts to make an exception and pass on to him 'one product to return to the vitality'.

However, today is different from the past, after two personal tests before and after, the child's previously condensed and stagnant meridians have been unimpeded, not to mention, a monster has condensed in the empty dantian in the past.

It is important to know that according to the ancient records handed down by the master, since the Yuan Yizhen person and below, there are a total of 98 people who have passed on the 'return of a product to the vitality' in the past dynasties, and the highest skill and greatest achievement is Li Dingguo at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

It is said that the age when Li Dingguo's skills were first condensed into pearls was at the age of seventeen, and the shape of Yuan Zhu was like a chicken egg when it was first formed, which was the most remarkable achievement among the generations of descendants.

The wind cicada Yuanzhu was the size of a pigeon's egg when it first became a pigeon, and it was already the most accomplished person in the past hundred years.

However, what the hell is Zhang Fengrui's dantian? It's the size of a goose egg! I tested it several times just now but I couldn't see the reality of the goose egg, it's really strange!

Qu Index, Zhang Fengrui happens to be the ninety-ninth descendant of cultivating a product to return to the vitality, could it be said that there must be a mystery in the number of ninety-nine?

After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure it out, and the cicada no longer pondered, and directly woke up the sleeping Zhang Fengrui, and couldn't wait to ask him what strange things had happened recently.

"No" Zhang Fengrui, who had just sweated profusely and was wet and slimy, was so uncomfortable, but he didn't have the patience to listen to the old way, and after a perfunctory sentence, he pushed the door out, leaving a sentence that he wanted to take a bath and went straight to the dripping cliff.

Feng Laodao shook his head and smiled bitterly, thinking about whether to catch up and find out the bottom of it, when a poignant "help" came from the other side, it turned out that Xiao Hei was in trouble and had to hurry to the rescue.