Chapter 21 Old man, you have to see if I can hold on!

"What plans can I have." Yi Feng sighed, and said helplessly: "For the time being, I can only guard this one mu and three mu of land to make a living. Of course, if I can accept a few more disciples, that would be great!"

"Oh."

Qingshan Patriarch nodded, a little disappointed in his heart.

The reason why he asked this was actually hoping to ask Yi Feng about the direction of the future situation. If he could know a thing or two, then he and his master would be on a shortcut.

But Yi Feng's words seemed to be an answer, but he didn't say anything.

Since Yi Feng didn't want to reveal it, he naturally didn't dare to ask more.

However, being able to successfully borrow a knife today was already a success. After a round of greetings, the two hurriedly said goodbye.

After walking a long way out of the martial arts hall, the two men finally recovered their breath and turned into two streams of light flying towards Qingshan Gate.

As soon as they returned to Qingshan Gate, Qingshan Patriarch hurriedly walked inside.

"Uncle Master, wait for me, wait for me?" Zhu Yun followed behind Qingshan Patriarch and said flatteringly.

"What for?"

Qingshan Patriarch came to his senses and asked unhappily.

"Hehe." Zhu Yun rubbed his palms and said with a smile: "Uncle Master, can you show me that knife?"

"What do you have to see?" Qingshan Patriarch shouted.

"Just take a look, just a look." Zhu Yun bowed and said humbly.

"Humph!"

Qingshan Patriarch snorted coldly and took out the knife impatiently.

"Huh!"

The blade came out, bringing with it a different breath. Zhu Yun's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he carefully raised his palm to touch it. In an instant, Qingshan Patriarch put away his knife.

"Okay, I'm done. I'll go into seclusion for a day. Notify all the senior leaders in the sect that there will be a meeting tomorrow."

After saying that, Qingshan Patriarch turned into a stream of light and fled.

Zhu Yun's face twitched with his palm suspended in the air, and he uttered a sound in the direction where Qingshan Patriarch left, but he still did not dare to neglect his order, and quickly notified everyone in the sect to hold a meeting tomorrow.

"Dog, come here."

Lying in the yard, Yi Feng waved to Ao Qing.

Ao Qing wagged his tail attentively, squinting his eyes and came to Yi Feng's feet.

Petting the dog is Yi Feng's daily routine.

After masturbating, Yi Feng stretched his waist and then took off his shirt, revealing his smooth and healthy skin. m.x33xs.

"Let's do some boxing. If we don't move, our muscles and bones will fall apart."

After saying that, Yi Feng stretched his muscles and bones, and walked to the side and entered a

state of meditation. Then he performed a set of Shaolin boxing smoothly. Although he had no cultivation, his boxing skills had reached the level of gods. When he fought, he was full of energy, and every move was full of beauty.

"Aowu!"

Ao Qing stared at him, and couldn't help but howl. He was so excited that he was almost crazy.

From the moment Yi Feng started to gain momentum, the surrounding space was already filled with martial spirit. Although the moves were not complicated and it was just a simple punch, it was filled with a very profound feeling.

Unconsciously, Ao Qing seemed to have realized something and his realm had directly broken through to a higher level.

However, gradually, he became more and more confused.

What was even more strange was that he wanted to memorize this set of boxing techniques, but found that he could not remember what moves Yi Feng had used before.

At this time, this set of boxing had been beaten to a white-hot state by Yi Feng. When Ao Qing excitedly wanted to watch it again, he found that he was dizzy and the strong impact of martial spirit almost made him explode.

Ao Qing quickly closed his eyes, knowing that this was not the level he could covet.

Gradually, Yi Feng finally stopped.

"Comfortable."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead. After not exercising for a long time, doing a set of boxing was simply extremely comfortable.

Looking at the appearance of the dog next to him, Yi Feng smiled, rubbed his dog's head, and said with a smile: "How about it, your master is awesome."

"Aoao."

Ao Qing called twice.

"Little guy, you are really smart." Yi Feng drank a sip of water and smiled: "In that case, I will do another set."

Putting down the teacup, Yi Feng regained his concentration.

It was not easy to enter this state. It is also very good to practice more. Another set of internal boxing slowly unfolded in his hands.

Ao Qing's face was ugly.

Senior, I know you have good intentions and want to train me well, but you have to see if I can bear it!

The Shaolin boxing just now has made him dizzy and almost bursting, but Yi Feng has come up with another more profound boxing.

He dare not even look at this boxing!

Of course, it's not that he doesn't want to, the key is whether he has the life to see it.

After a set of internal boxing, Yi Feng was sweating profusely, but he felt particularly comfortable. After taking a shower, Yi Feng lay down on the recliner again.

Then, he took out the flame bead given to him by Qingshan Patriarch, and put it in his hand to ponder

... You provided the great god Feng Lingbei. You are already level 1000. The highest level outside is 30.