Chapter 537

At this time, he Feng suddenly opened his mouth and said, "well, since you two practice your skills so close, what do you think of my sister and old man?"

After hearing he Feng's words, piaomiko's eyes suddenly exuded a look, and then hurriedly said, "good, good."

He would have liked to have an apprentice for a long time. Now that he Lingling is such a clever apprentice, he is naturally happy in his heart.

Just like those inheritors of intangible cultural heritage, they are in their 70s and 80s. They are about to go to the soil. What they pursue is nothing else, that is, to pass on their skills.

Although piaomizi is a cultivator, his mind is similar to theirs.

Human nature is so different!

Of course, human nature is also full of changes!

Seeing piaomizi's happy mouth, he Feng couldn't help but hit, "don't be happy too early, old man. I'll say something ugly first. It's just guidance. My sister can't worship you as a teacher!"

Misty son seemed open-minded. He always didn't care about such red tape. He waved his hand and said, "it's nothing. If you don't worship a teacher, you don't worship a teacher. What's the use of this thing when it's really used?"

After all, this thing is purely binding. If the master and apprentice turn against each other, can a master's title stop it?

Obviously unrealistic!

He Feng nodded when he saw piaomizi's very interesting appearance. People live to the extreme!

Half of what others say, you can guess your mind before you point to the point!

It can be said that people are old and refined. The speculation on human nature has reached an unimaginable level. In ancient times, it was an old fox that brought disaster to the country and the people.

However, even though there are many colorful intestines in piaomizi's stomach, he can't jump out of the grandson monkey of Tathagata Buddha Wuzhi Mountain in front of He Feng.

Because the gap in strength makes him never want to turn over!

Of course, if he wants to die, he Feng doesn't mind. He takes some effort to send him to die.

However, he doesn't have this idea right now.

People's old men are so knowledgeable and so considerate. If they shout at others and kill them, they will be a little sorry.

Or cruel!

"Here we are!" He Feng said with a smile, looking at the towering courtyard in front of him.

Not to mention, with the exception of He Feng's Afang palace in the back mountain, the whole village belongs to piaomizi's house, which is the most imposing.

Even if all the other houses add up, they can't compare with others!

It can be described in one word, local tyrant!

And it's not an ordinary local tyrant, it's a kind of local tyrant with taste!

Look at how exquisite and tasteful the house is. It is a complete classical building, and there are rules everywhere. It is not a random pile of ancient buildings.

He is meticulous in all aspects!

After entering, he Feng went to the small pavilion as before, and then felt a lot of aura around him.

He Feng couldn't help laughing and said, "old man, you're very good here. You have plenty of aura. It's a good place for cultivation!"

Misty son waved his hand and said, "there is still a lot worse than you!"

He is telling the truth. Although the effect of piaomizi has reached that of a Fang palace, the settings of the internal environment software are a little insufficient.

The hardware facilities have reached, but the software facilities can never keep up.

After all, misty son is not in the mood to smash out a Fang palace.

It's not much use telling the truth.

It's what ancient kings used to eat, drink and have fun, to enjoy themselves, and to show their supreme authority. If they lived, few people could live.

It's too big. It's equivalent to a city. It can let tens of thousands of people live together and alone. Do you think he can live all his life?

I'm afraid not!

Besides, people are more nostalgic for animals. They don't want to leave places where they live. How many people sleep in different places every day?

I'm afraid it's true. If you do, most people will lose sleep that night!

After all, not everyone can resist the practice bed alone.

"Let's start?" seeing he Feng looking around at his home, misty son hurriedly asked.

It's not that he is a little anxious, but that he Feng is worried about what he sees in himself.

If you don't give it yourself at that time, it's difficult to do it at both ends. It's better to cut off the mess and send him away as soon as possible.

"OK, let's start now." He Feng nodded and said.

After that, piaomizi sat on a futon on one side. Not to mention being a Taoist, piaomizi's software facilities are quite sufficient.

At least there is no shortage of futons in this place!

There is a statue of Sanqing beside him. I don't know whether piaomizi believes it or not.

"Let's start!" He Feng patted drifter on the shoulder and said.

Then, the misty Pavilion ran quickly, and the curtain on the small pavilion covered with bamboo curtains began to give off real Qi.

He Fengchao looked around. He was also a person who knew the goods. He suddenly saw that these bamboo curtains were the ones who introduced the aura into the pavilion.

Equivalent to the role of wires!

There are many specific auras in the air at an instant. He Feng is silent, while piaomizi runs the piaomi formula rapidly and is practicing.

"I've started, you can bear it." He Feng stretched out his right palm, and the real Qi quickly gathered on it. He said to piaomizi.

At the moment, piaomizi's face is iron blue. Now he is suffering great pain. Because the real Qi in his body is vain, it gathers in the meridians everywhere.

Not all exist in the air sea, and then the strong stem and weak branch, but the weak stem and strong branch.

Just like a big tree, the trunk is very weak, but the branches are very strong.

The true Qi gathered in the four meridians also brought great pain to piaomizi, because he couldn't mobilize these true Qi and collided uncontrollably in his body.

One can imagine how much pain he was suffering.

Therefore, he Feng needs to help him suppress these true Qi into the sea of Qi. Otherwise, these vain true Qi can improve its strength to a certain extent.

However, just like that sentence, emptiness is not mended!

It's better not to have so much true Qi out of control. It may play a temporary role, but it's time for a war of life and death.

This thing may be an uncontrolled unstable factor.

It's necessary to get rid of him!

With the injection of He Feng's huge real Qi, an old face twisted down in an instant. It's not that he is weak, but that his real Qi is too huge.

So that his fragile meridians could not bear it for a moment.

"Gently!" misty son turned and said.