Under the sunset, on the broken waves, there seem to be layers of molten red gold flowing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The slight wind carried the warm air on the lake surface to the lake, blowing away the anxiety of a day of exposure in the lake, and also bringing up a few strands of hair on the sideburns of the man sitting by the lake.

This place is not on the main peak of Donghua Mountain, but only a side peak in the Jinwu Formation. The lake in front of the man is not big, but it is formed by the accumulation of rainwater, so the yang energy is particularly heavy, and it is not suitable for raising a fish rich in yin energy such as the king of catfish.

Ji Feng had been waiting by the lake for a long time, but the man sitting by the lake did not move, and Ji Feng could only stand quietly aside, not daring to disturb.

The man in front of him is covered in steel armor, his chest is made of layers of steel plates, which looks invulnerable, and on his shoulders are two hollow tiger head reliefs, of immeasurable value, and his arms are full of fine soft steel, tough as iron, soft as gold, as if covered with a layer of mercury, and the appearance of the palm of his hand can be clearly distinguished.

Extremely incompatible with the fierce armor on his body is the man's vicissitudes of life, always with a trace of tiredness, half leaning on the tree by the lake, as if he is a defeated general, carrying the heroic spirit of tens of thousands of soldiers, there is a kind of loneliness that refuses to return to Jiangdong.

Xiwu, the lecturer of the Sadness Qing Palace, is unique. The other lecturers of the Beiqing Hall are like gentlemen, but he has the style of a soldier, and I don't know if he will still regard him as a person from the Shouyang Palace.

"I don't accept disciples, go find other lecturers. As the sun was about to set, he said slowly.

Ji Feng still stood aside respectfully, but muttered in his heart, "Hmph, if you hadn't been deceived by Old Man Li and offended Lecturer Shan Mingyi, Lecturer Xiao told other lecturers about his bad deeds, causing the lecturers of the Sadness Hall to refuse to accept him as an apprentice, how could they come to you." ”

Ji Feng was silent for a while, and then replied, "Li He Qiu said that you are a good lecturer. ”

"Oh, it turned out that it was introduced by the old man, and I said that few people still remember that I am a lecturer. Xi Wu was startled, turned to Ji Feng, and chuckled: "I'm not like other lecturers who teach every day, and I don't even have much time to teach you." ”

"Cultivation is personal, and I should work hard. Ji Feng said very indifferently.

Xi Wu looked at Ji Feng's black eyes, felt a little interesting, and said, "Come closer, let me take a look." ”

Ji Feng approached Xiwu's body, looking at Xiwu without a blink of an eye, Xiwu Huoran got up, the cold-forged steel sheet on his body made a rustling sound, and there was a layer of golden light in the sunset, standing in front of Ji Feng, and the momentum rushed towards him.

Suddenly, Xi Wu raised his hand and it was a palm, as fast as a poisonous snake, and the steel pieces that were embellished shattered into a magnificent wave. Although Ji Feng came to seek a teacher, he never let down his guard, and hit straight out with a punch, which was magnificent, like a dragon out of the sea.

Ji Feng punched in the palm of Xi Wu's hand, this punch had already used Ji Feng's seven-layer strength, but Xi Wu didn't realize it, easily took it, tightened his palm, poked out his five fingers, instantly clasped Ji Feng's wrist, and slammed it away, and an unimaginable huge force invaded Ji Feng's wrist.

Ji Feng expected that Xiwu's strength was far from being something he could compete with, but he never thought that Xiwu's skills were so dexterous and not inferior to the weavers who weaved cloth. Unlike martial artists, cultivators rely more on manipulating foreign objects to control the enemy, which is also the reason why Gao Buyan will be a little overwhelmed when he is approached by Ji Feng, but Xiwu is an outlier among them.

At this critical juncture, the muscles of Ji Feng's right arm suddenly contracted, and the arm shrank in a circle at a speed visible to the naked eye, Ji Feng took advantage of this moment to pull out his right arm, and clenched his left fist, twisted his body, and punched Xi Wu in the chest.

Ji Feng concentrated all the strength of his body on his left arm, and in an instant, his left arm swelled like a wielding hammer, bringing out a whistling fist wind.

Xi Wu's gaze pierced Ji Feng's pupils through the fluttering broken hair, not taking Ji Feng's attack in his eyes at all, at this time, Ji Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, covered with a layer of gray, and there seemed to be something about to move under the gray.

A look of satisfaction flashed through Xiwu's eyes, and then Xiwu raised his palm and blocked the punch unhurriedly. Ji Feng only felt that he had hit a solid wall, like a grasshopper shaking a tree, and it was useless. Xi Wu then shook his hand, and suddenly gave birth to an irresistible force, knocking Ji Feng away.

Ji Feng almost fell on his stomach, and barely stood up with a light tap on the ground with his right arm, and he was horrified in his heart. Ji Feng would not have delusionally tried to defeat a lecturer in the foundation building period with his own strength, but Xiwu did not use spiritual power, and purely relied on strength to knock Ji Feng down, which made Ji Feng very frustrated.

"You are quite accomplished in the muscles and bones of the whole body, and you have a good grasp of the manipulation and strength of the muscles. Xi Wu smiled slightly and looked at Ji Feng.

Ji Feng looked at Xi Wu in confusion, his expression was a little guarded, and he looked at whether Xi Wu was mocking himself, after all, in the fight just now, Ji Feng didn't even take advantage of it, and he was completely defeated.

Xi Wu seemed to see Ji Feng's thoughts, shook his head, and said, "It's okay to accept you as a disciple, but I'm not like other lecturers." I'm not in Donghuamen all year round, and there are very few who can help you, so if you still want me to be your lecturer, you can wait for me by this lake tomorrow. ”

After saying that, Xiwu took out a long knife from the storage bag on his waist, the brilliance changed, the sword flowed, and Xiwu left.

Ji Feng felt a little agitated in his heart, this last lecturer must not be let go, otherwise there will be little hope of advancing in the future.

Before dawn on the second day, Ji Feng came to the lake early to wait. When the sun was three strokes, Shigo finally came. Xiwu still came with a royal sword, such a means can only be possessed by the monks who build the foundation, and Ji Feng has a look of envy.

Today's Xiwu is a little different from yesterday, the cold armor is stained with a few traces of blood, and the breastplate on the chest is actually a little damaged, and many of the steel pieces are broken, adding a bit of messiness to the lonely appearance.

Xiwu didn't talk to Ji Feng, but walked to the lake, pointed a finger, a golden light flashed, and a column of water erupted in the lake, which seemed to be dragged towards Xiwu, drenching Xiwu's whole body and washing some of the mess on it, but the damage to the armor was still there, and there was a trace of blood on it that could not be washed.

Ji Feng was puzzled in his heart, Xi Wu was a lecturer of the Sorrow Qing Palace, how could he be injured, could it be that he went to the East Silence Shura Field? What Ji Feng didn't know was that Xi Wu not only went to the East Silence Cultivation Field, but also occupied the eighth peak of it all the year round, but Xi Wu was different from Zhong Wuhui and didn't like to be in the limelight, and few disciples had heard of his name, and they didn't even know that he was the lecturer of the Sadness Qing Palace.

After Xi Wu washed away his turbidity, he turned around and said solemnly to Ji Feng, "Have you decided?"

Ji Feng looked directly at Xiwu, clasped his hands, and bowed slightly, "Yes." ”

"Well, from now on I will be your lecturer, and if you are not satisfied with me, you can leave at any time, and if I am not satisfied with you, I will do the same. Xi Wu said casually, as if he decided that Ji Feng would not be a disciple for long, "Bring me that knife of yours." ”

Ji Feng was taken aback, knowing that Xi Wu was talking about the Cang Long Tooth "not dead", he hesitated for a moment, and still handed the Cang Long Tooth to Xi Wu.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to rob it. Xi Wu shook his head, as if he was disdainful, and then took a closer look at the dragon teeth, "Hey, nine-pattern cold-forged stacked cloud steel, good knife! This should be the ultimate in worldly wrought iron skills, such an amazing cold-forged steel, it is not easy for cultivators to refine, but unfortunately there is no doping in it, and a good piece of steel is wasted." By the way, how did you get this knife?"

Ji Feng's eyes dimmed, and he said in a low voice: "It's a gift from a friend." ”

Xi Wu raised his head slightly stunned, and glanced at Ji Feng in surprise, "I heard people say that you are indifferent and have no friends!" Ji Feng felt a chill in his heart, he really didn't have any friends, and his only friend was a hundred miles away, but there was no trace.

"Are you still going to the peak to absorb the purple qi now?"

"Go every day. ”

"Your meridians are blocked, you can't penetrate, and it's useless to absorb more Zihua Qi, from now on, you go to the peak once a half month, and the rest of the time, listen to my arrangement." Every day, I run from here to the summit and back again, back and forth, until I have no strength at all, and then slam the ground on the shore with my left fist. ”

Ji Feng raised his head and looked at Xi Wu with some astonishment, Lecturer Xi Wu didn't teach himself the method of cultivating and improving his spiritual power, but actually let himself train his body, which was very different from the cultivation methods of other lecturers.

"If one day you can't hold on anymore, just leave on your own, don't tell me. As a reminder, when hammering the ground with your left fist, try to draw as much breath as possible from your arm. When he had finished saying this, he left without looking back.

Ji Feng was stunned for a long time, such a cultivation method, Ji Feng didn't know if it was effective, but hard work was inevitable, and it would take a lot of time.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ji Feng finally threw a punch into the air, "Fight!" This is already the last way, there is no other better way, Ji Feng can only fight.

On the second day, Ji Feng listened to Xiwu's advice and began to run back and forth between the two peaks. Donghua Peak is extremely steep, it is not easy to go up and down the mountain, Ji Feng's physique is very tough, but it is not easy to go back and forth several times at once, although it isolates the pain, but the fatigue cannot be stopped.

When Ji Feng went back and forth for the third time, his throat was bloody, his whole body was sore, and he came to the lake with the last bit of strength, at this time it was not easy for Ji Feng to stand firm, and he was almost too lazy to move his fingers, but Ji Feng did not forget Xiwu's arrangement, and he wanted to hammer the ground with his left hand.

At this time, Ji Feng was a little dizzy, so he found a relatively soft piece of ground at random, forcibly fixed his gaze, and punched out, the ground did not change, this punch was like a drunken man splashing, soft and weak.

"Cough!" Ji Feng took out a mouthful of saliva from his throat and spit on the ground, the saliva was mixed with countless bloodshots, Ji Feng wiped his lips, "It's not okay to go on like this, it has no effect at all." ”

Ji Feng gritted his teeth, roared violently, and his shaking body was frozen for a moment, while Ji Feng took advantage of this moment to gain a foothold and tighten his abdomen, like a dragon horse, and slammed his fist out.

"Break!" Ji Feng concentrated all the strength of his body on his left hand, and there was a trace of warm breath flowing in his left arm, and Ji Feng knocked his fist on the ground.

The punch that did his best only left a shallow fist mark on the ground, and in this slightly wet ground, the power of this punch was really nothing, but this was the greatest force for Ji Feng, who had no strength in his whole body.

After this punch, Ji Feng didn't feel the pain, but there was a kind of refreshment after venting, and his left arm seemed to be hot, which made Ji Feng a little happy.

This feeling is somewhat similar to when Ji Feng used all his strength to kill Nan Yunman with one punch, but at that time Ji Feng was like a tightrope walker, and a slight deviation would cause Ji Feng's entire right arm to be crippled, and at this time, Ji Feng had no strength, even if he tried his best, he didn't have to worry about scrapping his left arm.

This discovery opened a door in front of Ji Feng, and behind the door was another world, a world that Ji Feng couldn't imagine. If the meridians of the whole body are trained to be as transparent as the right arm, then Ji Feng's talent will amaze everyone!

Ji Feng gritted his teeth and thrashed desperately on the ground a few more times, until his strength was somewhat restored, and Ji Feng stopped this move. After the strength is restored, the next fist force cannot be controlled, and it will even cause permanent damage to the arm, Ji Feng knows that he can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, since he has found this way, there will be time in the future.

After finishing the tempering, Ji Feng poured into the lake, and at this time the lake water was quite warm, which was the most relieving of fatigue. Ji Feng lay in the water, feeling the gentle lake water enveloping him, and the soreness of his limbs was gradually disappearing, and the soothing feeling was the difference between heaven and hell when he ran back and forth to the weakness of his whole body.

However, Ji Feng has fallen in love with this feeling of going from hell to heaven, Ji Feng raised his left arm to his eyes, although his left arm has not changed, but there is a trace of warmth flowing in it.

Suddenly, Ji Feng slammed his fist on the surface of the lake, splashing countless splashes, Ji Feng looked into the distance, and for a moment, his eyes were like stars, and he couldn't force his eyes.