Chapter 542: One Punch to Open the Door, Avoid a Hundred Punches

I squinted my eyes and looked at Feng Zhihe thoughtfully for a while.

Feng Zhihe is indeed an old fox who has been in the underworld for decades. Seeing that I was lost in thought, he didn't say anything more. He just smiled faintly and then walked to the bedside to check Feng Changhe's injuries.

After several minutes, I let out a long breath, then turned to look at Feng Zhihe and said, "Second Uncle, you are right. I have been in seclusion for too long. It is time for the world to remember that I am a Yinren."

"Oh?" Feng Zhihe looked at me with interest and asked with a smile, "What do you want to do?"

"Kunlun and another branch of the Feng family have joined forces. They are planning to take the River Map and Luoshu, and also want to snatch my fiancée. As the saying goes, the revenge for killing my father and the hatred for stealing my wife. If I don't do something to fight back, I'm afraid the whole world will think I'm a wimp."

"Are you going to... kill Kunlun and ask for an explanation?" Feng Zhihe looked at me with a smile, like an old fox who had succeeded in his evil plan.

To be honest, what I hate most in my life is being schemed against and used as a gun by others, but Feng Zhihe's words are well-reasoned and just hit my soft spot, so even if I don't want to be a gun, I'm afraid I can't. Moreover

, this gun of mine is not only to vent the anger of the Feng family and help them get through this difficult time, but also to establish my prestige by taking advantage of the situation.

As the saying goes, one punch is enough to prevent a hundred punches.

If I don't throw this punch, then the people in the martial arts world will really think that I am an easy target for anyone. By then, Zhang San will come to snatch the River Map and Luo Shu, and Li Si will also come to snatch it. By then, let alone practicing, even if I am troubled, I will be annoyed to death by these people.

I took a deep breath, then said in a deep voice: "Since you have killed Kunlun, it is not just about asking for an explanation. He Kunlun colluded with people in the underworld and came to Zhangjiajie to block me here, or even wanted to kill me, so don't blame me for giving him a taste of his own medicine."

"Give him a taste of his own medicine?" Feng Zhihe frowned when he heard this, and said: "Kunlun is a large sect that has been newly established in recent years. It has many disciples. It may be difficult for you to gain the upper hand alone. And my Feng family is now facing internal and external troubles. My old man is critically ill, and my eldest brother is seriously injured and has lost his Taoism. I am afraid..."

I laughed after hearing what Feng Zhihe said.

Feng Zhihe wants to get rid of all the blame from the Feng family.

"Don't worry, Uncle, I don't need the Feng family to help. I can do it myself." I sneered.

Feng Zhihe was a little embarrassed, but still asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Uncle, you don't need to know. Anyway, wait for my news in a few days." At

this moment, I have made up my mind. That is, after Feng Changhe wakes up and the Feng family is stable, I will set off and go directly to Kunlun. The reason

why Kunlun is called South Kunlun is because the Kunlun Sect is located in Miaojiang. Although it is not in Zhangjiajie, the sect is located on the edge of the Hundred Thousand Mountains in Miaojiang. If I want to go, I can get there in two days.

Next, Feng Zhihe and I didn't say anything. I had a good impression of Feng Zhihe before, but now, it's a big discount.

It's just because this person is too scheming, and for the benefit of the family, he can be said to be unscrupulous.

"Perhaps, the strength of a family is because there are no shortage of such people in the family who can disregard everything for the benefit of the family." I looked at Feng Zhihe and said secretly in my heart.

Five hours later, it was nine o'clock in the morning.

Just as I was sitting on the hospital bed, circulating the Yin meridian and guiding the Qi in the body to circulate for several weeks, Feng Changhe in the next bed suddenly let out a muffled groan.

My heart was shocked, and after taking a deep breath to guide the Qi in the meridians back to the sea of ​​qi, I suddenly opened my eyes.

At this moment, Feng Zhihe was sitting cross-legged on the ground beside the bed. He was obviously practicing before, but like me, he was awakened by the muffled groan of Feng Changhe.

I got up and walked to the bedside, and tentatively called out, "Uncle Feng?"

Feng Changhe did not respond to me. I saw that his eyes were still tightly closed, but his eyeballs were rolling around under his eyelids. It felt as if Feng Changhe was possessed by a ghost and was struggling to wake up.

"Brother? Can you hear me?" Feng Zhihe also spoke, and said in a hurry, "Brother?"

Still no response, Feng Zhihe and I looked at each other, and we both saw a touch of astonishment in each other's eyes.

"What's going on? Is it... that the injury has worsened?" I frowned and whispered, "I'll go call Qin Jianing."

"Don't go yet!" Feng Zhihe suddenly called me, and then I saw Feng Zhihe grabbed Feng Changhe's wrist and then closed his eyes.

The next moment, strands of Qi began to diffuse out of Feng Zhihe's body, and then slowly transferred into Feng Changhe's body through the palms of the two people.

When the thin strands of Qi entered Feng Changhe's body, Feng Changhe's body suddenly twitched violently. After a few minutes, Feng Changhe suddenly woke up as if he had just woken up from a dream, his eyes widened, and he sat up suddenly from the bed.

"Uncle Feng, how are you?" Feng Changhe sat up so suddenly that even I was shocked and took a step back.

"I, why do I feel... so tired?" Feng Changhe looked tired, and even his eyes were full of bloodshot, looking cloudy.

After hearing his words, both Feng Zhihe and I were silent.

Feng Changhe felt tired because his cultivation was ruined.

A person who has practiced cultivation can still walk like a young man in his twenties, with steady steps, walking like the wind, and moving like lightning, even if he is already in his sixties or seventies.

But once his cultivation is gone, he will immediately become like an ordinary person, a real old man. His

waist began to ache, his legs began to hurt, and even his eyes, which were originally full of energy, began to become cloudy like those old people.

Although Feng Changhe is only in his forties and less than fifty years old, he is already considered a person who is about to enter old age in our small mountain village.

But for a person who has practiced cultivation, he is still in his prime.

At this moment, Feng Changhe's cultivation was completely destroyed, and his body functions rapidly declined to the normal level of a 40-50 year old, so it was normal for him to be unfit for a while.

"Where is this place?" Feng Changhe turned around and looked around. Then, his pupils shrank and he said in astonishment, "Where is the golden silkworm? Why can't I sense the existence of the golden silkworm? Also, why is my Qi Sea... empty? What's wrong with me?"