Seeing that the young man was so sure, Zhuo Qi and Qin Wuyang couldn't help but glance at each other, and then looked at the horn with a twisted expression.

After a moment of silence, General Huwei waved at the horn, "Little fat man, come and let me see!"

The short and fat boy turned his head to look at Ye Feng, not daring to step forward.

"Hey!?"

Zhuo Qi looked at the horn's grinding look, a little disgusted, and slapped his thigh angrily, "His grandmother's, you little fat man!

Without waiting for the horn to reply, he waved his big hand and pulled it in front of him, and his hands kept groping around his body.

"Old pervert, let me go!"

The horn urn shouted angrily, and subconsciously threw a look of help at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was also taken aback, and was about to stop it, but was stopped by Qin Wuyang on the side.

"It's fine!"

Qin Wuyang smiled and shook his head.

Ye Feng is not good at making any more moves.

General Huwei touched the horn for a while, his brows tightened more and more, and his expression was uncertain.

He thought for a moment, took out a fist-sized transparent bead from his bosom, and placed it on top of the horn's head.

After a while, a puff of crimson smoke suddenly floated out of the beads, and a lifelike Xuanwu totem slowly emerged.

Looking at the awe-inspiring Xuanwu Divine Appearance, Zhuo Qi's eyes widened in vain, the beads in his hands almost fell, and he was silent for ten breaths before he said in a dry voice: "Xuanwu physique, pull out the mountain and carry the tripod, the top of the body!"

"What? Xuanwu physique?"

Qin Wuyang's eyes were full of shock.

General Huwei Mu Ran nodded, came back to his senses, looked at the horn again, and asked in a deep voice: "Little fat man, General Ben plans to take you as a righteous son, are you willing?"

The short and fat boy didn't react in a hurry for a while, and looked at Zhuo Qi blankly, noncommittal.

Ye Feng quietly poked the horn with his finger and whispered, "Kneel down and kowtow..."

"Oh!"

The horn suddenly realized, fell to his knees with a thud, and shouted at Zhuo Qi: "The righteous father is on top!

The short and fat boy didn't make a mistake this time, and slammed his head three times in a row.

General Huwei nodded with satisfaction, paused, looked upright, and said in a deep voice: "The old man is General Huwei of the Great Song Dynasty, Zhuo Qi, who was once a Qilin Taoist on Taishang Kyushu Island, and six people were killed on the battlefield in his life, and three people died on the battlefield, and he killed one person with his own hands not long ago, you are the seventh." ”

Zhuo Qi's face softened, and he smiled lightly: "Although the old man is a Qi cultivation cultivator, he has also collected a lot of top-level physical exercises over the years, so you don't need to worry about cultivation." ”

"I don't want it!"

The short and fat boy shook his head, knelt on the ground and clenched his fists, and yelled at the man: "I only practice Fuhu Boxing, and I don't practice anything else!"

"Fuhu Fist?"

Zhuo Qi frowned slightly, thought about it for a long time, and didn't seem to have heard of this boxing technique, so he asked the horn suspiciously: "Where did you learn this Fuhu Fist? Why don't you want to learn other exercises?"

The horn raised his hand and pointed at Ye Feng, who was silent beside him, "It was my good brother Ye Feng who taught me, Fuhu Boxing is his family's ancestral boxing method, I swore that I will only practice Fuhu Boxing in this life, and whoever dares to bully him, I will blow up someone's head!"

The short and fat boy smiled at Ye Feng.

To this day, when he heard this sentence again, the thin young man was a little moved, but he still knew how to weigh the pros and cons, "Horn, that's just a joke, in fact, you can choose a powerful exercise and practice at the same time as the Fuhu Fist, it's not a broken promise." ”

"No way!"

The trumpet shook like a rattle, and said aggrievedly: "You are my younger brother and the only friend of my king trumpet, and I swear that I will never regret it for the rest of my life!"

"That's it!"

Zhuo Qi waved his impatient hand, stared at the two teenagers in front of him for a while, and laughed coldly, "His grandmother's, if you don't practice, you won't practice, after Feng, when you reach the four realms of physical training, the old man will find you a good mental method!"

Zhuo Qi turned his head and beckoned to Ye Feng again: "Little doll, you can come over too." ”

Ye Feng hesitated for a moment, took a few steps forward, and arrived in front of Zhuo Qi.

General Hu Wei took out the transparent bead from before and put it on the top of Ye Feng's head, holding down his breathing, his eyes staring at the bead change.

Qin Wuyang, who had been silent on the side, also came over and looked at the beads quite nervously, wanting to see if Ye Feng would surprise himself again this time.

For nearly half a column of incense, there was no reaction in the beads except for a mist of colorful light flashing.

"Strange..."

Qin Wuyang muttered, then turned his head to look at Zhuo Qi, and said suspiciously: "Father-in-law, you Qingfeng Pearl... I can't seem to measure his bones, huh?"

Zhuo Qi exhaled, withdrew the magic weapon, nodded, he groaned for a long time, suddenly raised his head, and looked at Ye Feng, "Little doll, have you offended anything that shouldn't offend you?"

Ye Feng was slightly stunned when he heard this, recalled the people and experiences he had encountered along the way, and shook his head blankly.

Zhuo Qi frowned slightly, thought for a long time, and didn't come up with a reasonable explanation.

It stands to reason that even ordinary people who have never practiced martial arts can measure the root bones under the test of the Qingfeng Bead, but this Qingfeng Bead is actually of no use to Ye Feng at all, which is really a bit weird.

Secretly said, "Strange", Zhuo Qi raised his head and looked at Ye Feng twice, and said tentatively: "Little doll, are you willing to stay in this Ziwu Pass and concentrate on cultivation with me?"

Ye Feng shook his head categorically.

"Although I am not sure that I will be able to cultivate you to the same level as that fat boy in the future, I guarantee that you will definitely be one of the four major staff leaders of the Iron Eagle Guard thirty years from now!"

Zhuo Qi did not give up and continued to make conditions.

The short and fat boy knelt on the ground, pulled Ye Feng's sleeve, and whispered, "Ye Feng, you just stay with me..."

It's a pity that the young man has made up his mind, how can he shake it at will?

Ye Feng first smiled apologetically at the horn, and then refused to Zhuo Qi: "Thank you for the kindness of the general, it's just that the kid wants to be a swordsman." ”

When Zhuo Qi heard this, he was furious for a moment, and he glared at him: "Swordsman, it is better to be a swordsman to enlist in the army to defend the country?"

General Huwei seemed to have thought of something, and sighed faintly, and said a little seriously, "Alas, which monk in this world once didn't want to be a famous swordsman? But how many people can persist all the way? Dreams are dreams! Responsibility is responsibility!"

Hearing the word "responsibility", Ye Feng's eyes suddenly changed slightly, fleetingly, and finally shook his head slightly.

Qin Wuyang on the side saw that the atmosphere was awkward, so he wanted to say something to warm up the scene.

Just as he was about to speak, he was stopped by Zhuo Qi raising his hand.

General Huwei's face sank like water, as if he had changed someone, he squinted his eyes, and said coldly to the young man: "Since this is the case, then the old man will no longer be strong, you and my righteous son Wang Horn will live in the hospital first, and wait until the injury is healed." ”

Zhuo Qi raised his hand and pointed to the bamboo basket placed in the corner of the hall, and added, "Remember to bring that basket with you." ”

Seeing this, Ye Feng no longer had nostalgia, first gave Qin Wuyang a deep salute again, then turned his head and said goodbye to Zhuo Qi, and finally beckoned the horn who was kneeling on the ground, picked up the back basket, and exited the lobby.

There were no outsiders in the hall, and Qin Wuyang couldn't help but ask Zhuo Qi in confusion: "Father-in-law, why don't you work hard to keep that child?"

General Hu Wei was noncommittal, stared at the front for a long time, and slowly spoke, "This son is too thoughtful to stay in the Iron Eagle Guard. ”

"What's wrong with being thoughtful?"

Qin Wuyang looked dazed.

Zhuo Qi closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "This Iron Eagle Guard can only be surnamed Song." ”

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Twenty years later.

Ye Feng and Horn's injuries, with the help of the top Lang Zhong in the Kangding Mansion Medical Hall, were basically healed.

The only drawback was that Ye Feng's palms were finally left with two and a half finger-wide hideous scars.

If it is an ordinary scar, it can still be repaired, but Cao Lang, who was already psychologically distorted at that time, also stuffed a lot of salt into the wound, no matter how superb the medical skills of the medical hall Langzhong were, he was powerless.

However, it was precisely because of this cruel torture that Ye Feng's physical cultivation was able to directly break through the second realm to the third realm, which could barely be regarded as a loss and a gain.

As for the young trumpet, since he worshiped Zhuo Qi as his father-in-law, it can be said that he is the head of good luck, and compared with his previous days in Nanmi Village, it is really a world of difference.

Huwei General Zhuo Qi not only gave the horn countless precious quenching herbs, but also specially selected a house for him in the Kangding Mansion with servants.

This made the horn, who had lived in a dilapidated grass house since he was a child, a little ecstatic, and pulled Ye Feng to move in the next day.

Besides, the training qualification of the horn is indeed very rebellious, and in just twenty years, it has reached the peak of the second realm of physical training, and the future is limitless.

It is also worth mentioning that Wang Xiaofeng, who has not heard from his father since joining the army, is still missing at this time.

On the second day after the horn worshiped Zhuo Qi as his father-in-law, he asked Qin Wuyang to help find this person.

And Qin Wuyang also sent someone to check all the records, and finally found that ten years ago, there was a Wu Chang named Wang Xiaofeng, who followed a pioneer team and went to the Jin country to explore the terrain, and since then, no one has come back from the entire team.

Now ten years have passed, Trumpet's father, I'm afraid it's really bad luck.

The horn who learned the result hugged Ye Feng and cried quickly, and also swore to the sky, saying that one day he would lead troops to the capital of Jinguo to avenge his father.

Ye Feng was noncommittal about this, because he knew very well that no matter what the horn did, he would support it unconditionally, because they were already brothers.

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On this day, after Ye Feng tidied up the room, he put the hibernating ingots and short sticks, as well as some necessary items, into the back basket, and finally put the back basket on his back and pushed open the door.

Before he walked out of the house, the young man was far away, and he saw the short and fat young man who had been fat for more than two laps, throwing off his fat body and running towards him with a big grin.

Coming to Ye Feng, the horn put his hands behind his back, and said breathlessly: "Ye Feng, Ye Feng, guess what I brought?"

Looking at the short and fat boy's horizontally developed body and two oily lips, Ye Feng couldn't help but smile dumbly, "What is it?

"It's not. ”

The trumpet shook like a rattle, and suddenly withdrew his hands back in front of him, and said excitedly: "Look!