Chapter 21

"What plans can I have?" Yi Feng sighed with emotion and said helplessly, "for the time being, we can only keep a third of this mu to eat. Of course, it would be great if we could take more disciples!"

"Oh."

The ancestor of Qingshan nodded, a little disappointed at the bottom of his heart.

The reason why he asked this was that he expected to ask Yi Feng about the future trend of the overall situation. If he could know one or two, his teachers and disciples would be on a shortcut.

But Yi Feng's words seemed to 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, it was a complete success to borrow a knife today. After a burst of greetings, they hurried to leave.

After leaving the martial arts school for a long time, they regained their breath and turned into two streamers and flew towards the Green Mountain Gate.

Just back to the Castle Peak gate, the ancestor of Castle Peak hurried inward.

"Martial uncle, wait for me, wait for me?" Zhu Yun followed behind the ancestor of Castle Peak and said with a flattering face.

"What are you doing?"

The old master of green hill returned to his senses and asked angrily.

"Hey, hey." Zhu Yun rubbed his palm and said with a smile, "martial uncle, can you show me that knife?"

"What do you have to look at?" Cried the ancestor of Qingshan.

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

"Hum!"

With a cold hum, the green mountain ancestor took out the knife impatiently.

"Hoo!"

As soon as the blade came out, it brought a different smell. Zhu Yun narrowed his small eyes into a seam and carefully raised his palm to touch it. Suddenly, the ancestor of green mountain took the knife away.

"Well, after reading it, I'll go to seclusion for one day and inform the senior leaders of Zongzhong for a meeting tomorrow."

After that, the ancestor of the green mountain turned into a streamer and fled away.

Zhu Yun's face, with his palm hanging in the air, jerked and broke in the direction of the green mountain ancestor's departure, but he still didn't dare to ignore his order and hurriedly informed the pope that they would hold a meeting tomorrow.

"Dog, come here."

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

Ao Qing shook his tail attentively and narrowed his eyes to Yi Feng's feet.

Roll the dog, Yi Feng's daily routine.

After rolling, Yi Feng stretched himself, then took off his coat and revealed his smooth and healthy skin.

"Punch. If you don't move, your muscles and bones will be scattered."

After saying that, Yi Feng stretched his muscles and bones, and went to one side and was settled.

Then a set of Shaolin boxing was launched. Although he had no accomplishments, his boxing skills had reached the level of being comparable to God. He also fought with vigorous wind, and one move showed a sense of beauty.

"Ouch!"

One side, Ao Qing stared and couldn't help howling in his mouth. He was almost crazy with excitement.

From the moment Yi Feng started, the surrounding space has been filled with martial intention. Obviously, the moves are not complicated. It is a simple punch, but it shows a very profound feeling.

Unconsciously, Ao Qing seemed to understand something, and the realm directly broke through a level.

But gradually, he couldn't understand it.

What's more strange is that he wanted to write down this set of boxing, but found that he couldn't remember what Yi Feng's previous moves were.

At this time, this set of boxing has been white hot by Yi Feng. When Ao Qing was excited to see it again, he found that he was dizzy and his strong martial intention almost blew him up.

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

Gradually, Yi Feng finally came to an end.

"Comfortable."

After wiping the sweat on my forehead, I didn't exercise for a long time. Playing a set of boxing is very 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 your master?"

"Ouch."

Ao Qing shouted twice.

"Small sample, really clever." Yi Feng drank water and said with a smile, "in that case, I'll play another set."

Put down the teacup and Yi Feng settled down again.

It's not easy to get into this state. More exercise is also excellent. Another set of internal boxing is slowly unfolded in his hands.

Ao Qing's face was ugly.

Master, master, I know your good intentions and want to cultivate me well, but you old man, it depends on whether I can support it!

The set of Shaolin boxing just now made him dizzy, and his eyes were about to burst. As a result, Yi Feng made another set of more profound boxing.

He didn't dare to look at it!

Of course, it's not that I don't want to. The key is whether I have that life to see.

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

Then he took out the flame bead given to him by the ancestor of green mountain and put it in his hand to figure out