"Young master didn't go out to be happy today, but instead practiced boxing. It's really strange."
"This boxing doesn't seem to be very powerful. It has no power at all, but it gives people an indescribable rhythm."
"It's weird, it's weird. The boxing technique that the young master is playing cannot be achieved by divine fist. No matter how you imitate it, you can't imitate the flavor of that boxing technique." He felt pain all over his body after punching, and in the end he could only give up, not daring to learn any further.
Feng Feiyun's nine-movement boxing technique represents nine kinds of intentions. It seems simple and simple, but in fact it is exquisite. Even if someone can imitate the boxing technique, they cannot imitate the intention. As long as there is a slight deviation, they will hurt themselves.
Feng Suiyu stood on a six-story building, looking at Feng Feiyun who was practicing boxing in the distance, her handsome face was full of coldness, she held a book in one hand, and tapped gently with the other. Elm railing, seems to be meditating.
"Eldest young master, there is no need to worry, Feng Feiyun's boxing practice is the monkey handle style, and it can't make the weather." A domestic slave with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks sneered behind Feng Suiyu.
Feng Suiyu shook his head and said solemnly: "It's not normal, it's not normal, I always feel that something has changed in him, which makes me a little uneasy!"
"Gaga, do you want me to kill him, so as not to have too many dreams at night," said the slave.
Feng Suiyu's eyes turned cold, he glared at him, and said, "Have you really given up on him as a foster father? The foster father is a shrewd person. As long as he finds any clues, we will all be doomed."
"Until it is a last resort, Feng Feiyun can't move, and besides, there is a Butler Liu by his side. This Butler Liu's cultivation is unfathomable. With him by Feng Feiyun's side, even if I do it myself, I'm afraid I won't be able to get it. good."
The slave said: "The eldest young master has already cultivated "Da Feng Jin" to the third level, and his cultivation has reached the peak of Spiritual Enchantment. He can completely fight dozens of martial arts experts by himself. Is he still no match for that old man Liu? ?"
"Da Feng Jin" is a incomplete immortal cultivation classic. It was taught by Feng Wanpeng to Feng Suiyu. Feng Suiyu has a good talent. After only a few years of cultivation, he has already reached the third level. Complimented several times.
Feng Wanpeng has practiced for nearly 30 years, and he has also cultivated to the fifth floor of "Dafengjin", becoming a strong player on the dominant side. Feng Suiyu has only cultivated for a few years and reached the third floor. His talent is still high. Above Feng Wanpeng.
"Don't underestimate Butler Liu, this old guy's cultivation is not under his adoptive father."
Feng Suiyu is a cautious and careful person, so he almost never made a mistake, frowned, and said, "Feng Feiyun has changed since last night, who did he come into contact with yesterday? "
The slave thought for a moment, and suddenly his expression changed, and he said, "Little lady of the Luo family, Luo Yu'er. I heard that a strange thing happened yesterday, and Young Master Feng actually invited Doctor Wang from Gu Shantang to treat the old man Luo. Miraculously, she didn't act rude to the little lady of the Luo family. Could it be that Luo Yu'er influenced Young Master Feng and made his prodigal son come back?"
"Influenced by a woman, the prodigal son turned back, Luo Yu'er!" Feng Suiyu said softly, and then said: "Interesting, interesting! You go to Boss Wu, and he can handle this matter! Feng Feiyun actually learned it too! If you want to Lianxiangxiyu, then we will find someone who does not pity Xiangxiyu. Haha!"
"If Luo Yu'er met Boss Wu, it would really be that the delicate flowers were destroyed and the tender leaves were ravaged! Gaga!" The slave smiled lewdly, knowing too much about Boss Wu, that little lady Luo Yu'er was doomed this time.
"Hey! How easy is it to want the prodigal son to turn back!"
Feng Suiyu withdrew his gaze, turned the book in his hand to a new page, and began to study it seriously.
On the cover of the book are three big characters "Yu Ping Mei"!
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For the next three days, Young Master Feng, who has always been bohemian, never walked out of the door of Feng Mansion again. During the day, he learned the art of war with Master Ge, and after dark, he practiced "Immortal Phoenix Body".
Today's Young Master Feng seems to be a different person, making many slaves and maids unable to guess what is going on.
After three days of practice, Feng Feiyun's body became extremely vigorous, the blood was red as fire, the blood flowed faster, and the strength of his body was many times stronger than before.
"boom!"
A trace of white spiritual energy was born in the blood and flowed into the dantian, endlessly, just like a trickling river pouring water into the sea.
This is "Spirit"!
"Finally, I successfully cultivated the first level of the blood exchange, and gave birth to the spiritual guide. Now it is considered to have reached the initial stage of the spiritual guide."
The blood exchange is divided into four levels: the first level, the blood is pure, red as fire.
The second level, blood boils, pitch black like ink.
The third level, the blood is agile, and the golden light radiates everywhere.
At the fourth level, blood returns to its original state and becomes its true color again.
The color of blood will change four times, red, jet black, gold, and true color.
Feng Feiyun is now the first level, and the blood purity has improved, turning into a crimson.
The spiritual energy was nurtured in the body, Feng Feiyun couldn't wait to use this spiritual tool, and wanted to activate the spiritual boat in the palm of his right hand.
But to his disappointment, the faint boat shadow in the palm of his hand did not respond at all, and the spiritual air flowed into the palm of his hand like a stone sinking into the sea, and no ripples were stirred up.
"It seems that if you want to activate this spiritual boat, you need a huge amount of spiritual energy as a support. The Holy Spirit vessel really can't be speculated with common sense."
Feng Feiyun is not discouraged, if a trace of spiritual energy can control the Holy Spirit vessel, then it is abnormal.
All in all, Feng Feiyun was in a good mood when he stepped into the road of immortality again. A white aura appeared between his fingers. As soon as he pointed out, he suddenly pierced a small hole in the wall.
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun directly crushed a white porcelain teacup with his palm and turned it into white powder.
Although he has only reached the early stage of Lingyin, his combat power is completely comparable to that of martial arts masters, even one point stronger.
"Haha! Feng Ping, is the bath water ready?" Feng Feiyun opened the door and called to a house slave who was guarding outside.
"It's already ready, Xiaolan, Xiaoqing, quickly serve the young master to bathe and change." The servant named Fengping urged repeatedly, and then asked with a smile: "Master, why are you so happy today?"
The two maids had poured hot water into the oak barrels and sprinkled them on a basket of red petals.
"You can't control this. I'll go out with the young master later. I'm going to buy a good weapon. Which weapon shop in Lingzhou City can buy a good weapon?"
Feng Feiyun has now reached the initial stage of Lingyin, and the strength of his arm is hundreds of kilograms, but if he really fights with people, a good weapon can increase a lot of combat power.
He didn't expect to be able to buy a weapon-level weapon in Lingzhou City, but if he could buy a treasured weapon, it would be enough for him to use now.
When Feng Ping heard it, he was overjoyed immediately. In the past few days, he and Feng An, the two dog slaves, were suffocated. When Young Master Feng left the house, neither of them dared to leave the house.
Today, Master Feng's interest is finally back!
They can once again follow behind Master Feng, pretending to be a fox and a tiger, and making a fortune.
It is also a decent thing to be able to get into the position of Master Feng's minion.
"Reporting to the young master, there are three large weapon shops in Lingzhou City, but if you want to buy the best weapons, I'm afraid there is only Silver Hook Square." Feng Ping said.
"Why is only Yingoufang the best weapon?" Feng Feiyun was lying comfortably in the tub, and a maid was helping him beat his back.
"Silver Hook Square is amazing, and the business is huge. It is the property of the Yin Hook family, one of the four major families of the Shenmu Dynasty. There are tens of thousands of branches in the entire Shenmu Dynasty, all over every ancient city. If you can afford it At the price, you can even buy spiritual tools."
"It's so powerful, and the spirit tools are all taken out to buy. It seems that this is the Silver Hook family. It's not easy!"
Spirit tools are absolutely rare in the human kingdom. Even the lowest-level spirit tools are extremely rare and worth more than ten cities.
A spiritual tool is a psychic treasure, which transcends the mundane and can generate spirituality, which is not comparable to ordinary treasures.
"None of the four major families is simple. They almost control half of the power and wealth of the Shenmu Dynasty. They are simply four behemoths."
"Okay, let's go to Silver Hook Square!" Feng Feiyun said.