After Ma Suyun saluted Jiang Chengfeng, he said: "Uncle, I met Jiang Han on Qianmen Street, when he was standing in the middle of the road and was bullied by some children, I sent him back by the way!"

"Oh?" Jiang Chengfeng stroked his beard, his face did not move, and he said lukewarmly: "Then thank you niece, but the emperor has already set up a banquet in the palace, so I won't keep more nieces!"

In a word, it already means to chase away customers.

Jiang Han was a little puzzled about Jiang Chengfeng's performance, it seemed that Jiang Chengfeng was extremely jealous of this Ma Suyun and didn't want to have anything to do with her.

Ma Suyun went around in such a big circle, just to get in touch with Jiang Han, how could he leave like this because of a word.

I immediately listened to her reply: "I came back this time and invited a senior brother, he is quite good at alchemy and healing, and my niece wants to ask him to treat Jiang Han for one or two!"

"Then there is no need!" Jiang Chengfeng frowned: "Han'er was born stupid, I searched for famous doctors, but there was no cure, now that so many years have passed, I have already let go of my obsession, I just want him to live peacefully, and I won't bother your senior brother to make a move!"

After speaking, Jiang Chengfeng raised his hand: "Changrong, go and seal a thousand taels of silver, and thank Su Yun's niece and her senior brother for me!"

"Slow!" At this moment, the carriage door was pushed open by Zhao Feng from the inside, only to see his face gloomy, and he said unhappily: "Senior Sister Suyun pleaded again and again before I agreed to go down the mountain with her. Now that people haven't seen it, a thousand taels of silver, they want to send me away, could it be that your Jiang family is playing tricks on me!"

As soon as a sentence was spoken, Zhao Feng stepped lightly under his feet, and the four horses pulling the cart screamed in unison, and blood spurted out from his mouth, ears, eyes, and nose at the same time, and he died violently.

"Foundation building period!" A strategist beside Jiang Chengfeng gasped: "The true qi is released, like cotton and steel!"

Zhao Feng's kung fu of stunting four horses to death with one kick is not insignificant, this is a manifestation of mastering the true qi in his body to the extreme.

Using true qi to impact destruction, injure and kill people is something that the acquired realm among martial artists can already do.

But don't forget, Zhao Feng didn't have any damage.

Not even the carriage under his feet did not shake in the slightest, but only with his true qi, the four horses were shocked to death.

This kind of method, if it is lightweight, is a means that has surpassed the innate martial artist, even when Jiang Chengfeng was in his heyday, it was impossible to do this.

Just now in the carriage, Jiang Han heard Ma Suyun probably mention it.

A martial artist receives qi from the body, while a practitioner enters the spirit from qi, and the two are completely different ways of practice.

Martial artists get started quickly and have a low threshold.

Ordinary people who are in good health, study and practice hard, can get started in half a year, and can open up the meridians of the whole body in ten years and enter the acquired realm.

If you meet a genius, you can even enter the innate realm in ten years, raise a mouthful of the weather, be reborn, and become one of the few masters.

And the threshold for cultivators is very high, and it is not an exaggeration to describe the physique of the beginner as one in a thousand.

Even if you can really get started, you will have to go through a brutal assessment and screening after that.

The world of martial artists relies on hard work and perseverance, and there are examples of lack of talent, but they finally succeed in reaching the top with hard work.

However, there is no such thing in the cultivation world, there are no stupid people in the cultivation world, and in addition to their own hard work, talent is very important.

If you don't find the right way, even if you try, it's in vain.

The way mentioned here is, firstly, the mystical exercises handed down by the mighty, and secondly, it is the panacea.

In this matter, Ma Suyun described it in great detail.

Because she herself couldn't achieve the Qi Gathering Period so quickly, it was because she got a Qi Gathering Pill from Zhao Feng that she came to the forefront of the same batch of disciples and became a true cultivator.

The reason why I said this was also to show Jiang Han Zhao Feng's ability.

According to Ma Suyun, the strength of a cultivator's peak qi gathering is not much different from that of a martial artist's acquired realm.

If you really want to compare, the explosive power of the martial artists of the Acquired Realm is stronger than that of the monks in the Qi Gathering Period, but it does not last as long as the monks in the Qi Gathering Period.

When it comes to the foundation building period, the gap between martial artists and cultivators will really be widened.

Just like what Zhao Feng did just now, no matter how strong a martial artist is, he can't do it.

As soon as Zhao Feng appeared, he showed his hand, shocking everyone in the field.

Especially the soldiers who were very close to the carriage, although they could barely stand, their faces were much paler.

Those horses that died tragically gave them too much shock.

This is no longer a martial artist's means, but a cultivator's supernatural power.

"Hmph!" Zhao Feng took everyone's looks into his eyes, and couldn't help flashing a smug look, but his mouth didn't relax: "Now am I qualified to see a doctor for Jiang Han!"

Everyone's eyes fell back on Jiang Chengfeng.

No matter what Zhao Feng had to do to treat Jiang Han for what purpose, but as far as it seems that at present, no one can resist the means he has revealed.

The status of the cultivator is high, which can be seen from the fact that the emperor wants to give a banquet to Ma Suyun, who has just achieved the qi gathering period.

If he really annoys Zhao Feng, he doesn't care about the big killing, I'm afraid that in the end, it will also be the end of turning big things into small things and small things.

In the face of a true cultivator, even the monarch of a country is a head shorter, let alone Jiang Chengfeng, an outdated god of war.

Jiang Chengfeng was also stunned, he didn't expect that the senior brother in Ma Suyun's mouth turned out to be a cultivator in the foundation building period.

If it is a period of gathering energy, even if Jiang Chengfeng refuses to tear his face, the other party will complain at most, and he will not be angry, but he will not dare to cause more trouble.

But the foundation building period is different, and the foundation building period is already the level of an inner disciple in the Xiuzhen sect.

Once something goes wrong with them, they will be protected by the sect, so they have nothing to fear.

The most important thing is that Zhao Feng, who was in the foundation building period, has the ability to make a big fuss.

The two hundred soldiers under Jiang Chengfeng's hands, plus himself, couldn't stop a few rounds in Zhao Feng's hands.

As for these strategists around him, whether they can protect themselves or not is two words, let alone help.

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Chengfeng looked at Zhao Feng, then at Jiang Han with a wooden face, and finally sighed: "Open the gate and invite the immortal master to enter the mansion!"

Immortal Master is an ordinary person's honorific title for a cultivator, Jiang Chengfeng called Zhao Feng like this, and the meaning of it does not need to be explained.

As if the two hundred soldiers were amnestied, they immediately changed their formations and separated to the left and right, forming a welcoming array.

Zhao Feng took the lead and swaggered into the Jiang family, while Ma Suyun pulled Jiang Han and followed closely behind.

Jiang Han didn't expect this matter to come to such a high point, but what was more curious was the performance of his father Jiang Chengfeng.

In his previous memory, he could feel that Jiang Chengfeng's concern for him was not hypocritical, but sincere.

Because of this, Jiang Chengfeng's performance is too abnormal.

Imagine how an ordinary father should react when he learns that his son's illness finally has hope of being cured?

Not to say ecstatic, it shouldn't discourage guessing right.

But Jiang Chengfeng did this, and there must be something strange in this.