Chapter 21

Chapter 21

"What plans can I have?" Yi Feng said with feeling and said helplessly, "For now I can only hold on to this little piece of land and make ends meet. Of course it would be great if I could accept more disciples!"

"Oh."

Qingshan Patriarch nodded, feeling a little disappointed in his heart.

The reason why he asked this was that he actually hoped to find out Yi Feng's view on the direction of this future situation. If they could know one or two things, it would be a shortcut for the master and disciple.

But Yi Feng's words seemed to be answering, yet said nothing.

Since Yi Feng did not want to reveal anything, he naturally did not dare to ask any further.

However, being able to successfully borrow the knife today was already satisfactory. After chatting for a while, the two hurriedly said goodbye.

After walking very far from the martial arts hall, the two of them finally regained their breath and flew towards Qingshan Gate as two streaks of light.

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

"Master-uncle, wait for me, wait for me!" Zhu Yun followed behind Qingshan Patriarch with a flattering look on his face.

"What do you want?"

Qingshan Patriarch asked impatiently as he came back to his senses.

"Hehe." Zhu Yun rubbed his palms together and said with a smile, "Master-uncle, can you let me take a look at that knife?"

"What is there for you to look at?" Qingshan Patriarch scolded.

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

"Humph!"

Qingshan Patriarch let out a cold snort impatiently, and took out the knife.

"Phew!"

By this time, Yi Feng had performed the fist techniques to an extremely proficient level. When Ao Qing excitedly wanted to watch again, he found himself dizzy and dazzled. The intense martial intent almost made him explode.

Ao Qing quickly closed his eyes, knowing this was not a level he could greedily hope for.

Gradually, Yi Feng finally ended his routine.

"Refreshing."

Yi Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead. After not exercising for so long, going through a set of fist techniques felt extremely comfortable.

Seeing the look on the dog's face, Yi Feng smiled and rubbed Ao Qing's head, laughing, "How about it, isn't your master amazing?"

"Awoo awoo!"

Ao Qing barked twice.

"Little one, you really are smart." Yi Feng took a drink of water and laughed, "Since that's the case, I'll go through another set."

Putting down the teacup, Yi Feng entered meditation again.

It was great to get more practice after finally entering this state. Another set of internal martial arts slowly unfolded under his hands.

Ao Qing's face looked ugly.

Elder, elder, I know you have good intentions to nurture me well, but you have to see if I can withstand it!

Just the Shaolin Fist set earlier had already made him dizzy and almost burst. As a result, Yi Feng came up with another even more profound fist set.

For this fist set, he didn't even dare take a look!

Of course it wasn't that he didn't want to, but the key was whether he had the fortune to be able to watch!

After going through the internal martial arts set, Yi Feng was drenched in sweat, but felt extremely comfortable. After taking a bath, Yi Feng lay down again on the recliner.

Then he took out the fire bead that Qingshan Patriarch had given him, and contemplated it in his hand...