Chapter 7

In fact, Fu Laoxuan's location is close to the stream. Wild animals haunt frequently. Coupled with the cultivation of the just talented scholar Feng, he creates such a great momentum. A fast wind wolf hears the wind and tracks here. The wolf walked out of the grass slowly. In the sun, his blue mane stood upside down and glittered. Sharp fangs, strong limbs, like the body of a calf, and the low roar from time to time in the mouth all stimulate the nerves of the old and young opposite.

The windy wolf is also an aristocrat among the wolves. It can be seen from the circle of white hair on his head that he is usually the Lord of front and back support. Today, I occasionally went out for a stroll. I met people old and young, and my self-confidence was very inflated. I was going to have a good time with them. Anyway, they were also old and weak children. They had no combat effectiveness. They were elated for a while, and their front feet wanted to step over their heads. They were full of style, like a victorious rooster, wagging their tail, pacing slowly, pacing slowly

Zifeng was stunned. What a big wolf. Si is so shameful. He is a scum of the wolf family. Zifeng doesn't worry at all. Anyway, Fu is always around. On the contrary, old Fu has an iron blue face: grandma, I was stimulated by the quilt wind just now. I was worried that there was no place to send my anger. The goods are still showing off in front of me. OK, I let you show off. Without saying a word, I dodged and came to the wind wolf, regardless of whether it has a copper head or an iron bone. I split it on the white hair that the wind wolf claims to have, and shoved the huge wolf head into the soil.

The wolf, too, was not thinking about how to observe each other, but thinking about how far away from them to make a beautiful turn, otherwise the speed of the fast wind wolf would not be so useless, so the tragedy happened. Fu Lao slapped a burst of random kicks. The fast wind wolf didn't pull out his head, but just made a "whine" sound and finished, Fu Lao kicked the wind wolf into the sky and helped him pull out his head. But at this time, the wind wolf was more out of breath, less in air and dying

Fu Lao straightened some messy clothes, threw the wind wolf in front of Zifeng, turned and entered the house. Zifeng's heart is shocked. It's too strong. Old Fu doesn't know. Today's unintentional move has changed Zifeng's martial arts style. This is later. Now Zifeng carries the wind wolf and comes to the river. He asks old Fu for a knife and begins to dissect the wolf's limbs.

After a while, there was a tempting aroma all around. Zifeng picked up a roasted wolf leg and trotted it all the way to Fu Lao. Then he wolfed down a few pieces of wolf meat. Can't wait to take out the scroll and study it. Burning fist, a high-level skill of yellow level, can burn everything like a fire. After reading it, Zifeng memorized the practice route and moves several times and couldn't wait to practice.

Every move is in one form, which seems very awkward, can't handle it accurately, and the steps are a little messy. It's no wonder that Zifeng hasn't practiced much since childhood because of his physical reasons. It can also be said that he has no foundation at all. Therefore, he can't start when he contacts the skill moves. He can only make a random fight according to the general idea, but he is extremely eager. After all, he is a martial arts realm, but he doesn't even have a set of skill. It's not a way in the future.

At this time, Fu Lao came out and took a look at Zifeng's HuaQuan embroidered legs: this foundation, hey hey, you can accept it. Zifeng was gesticulating. Suddenly, a chill came from the bottom of his heart. In the summer weather, the sun was shining. How could it be cold?

Fu Lao came over with a kind face: "OK, don't compete. From today on, start to lay a solid foundation with me. Without a foundation, everything is free from discussion." Then he threw Zifeng an inky black knife, and a big pit was hit on the ground with a bang.

"In the future, learn from me in the morning, refine the foundation in the afternoon, and run the skill at night. First get familiar with this ink knife. In the future, you have to carry it on your back every day. You can't even take it off for me to sleep."

Zifeng 'Oh', grabbed the handle of the knife and exerted all his strength, but the ink knife didn't move. Zifeng tried to drive his vitality. He almost used his whole body's vitality before the ink knife was picked up. Zifeng breathed a sigh and forcibly carried the ink knife back on his body. Suddenly his knees trembled and looked shaky

During this period, the consumption of vitality has reached an amazing level in just a few breaths. Fu Lao's eyes narrowed. When my friend first learned to refine a weapon, he threatened to refine the most important weapon in history. Who knows how many twists and turns‘ "Heavy" is there, but the word "Yao" behind it is gone.

Moreover, the hardness of the ink iron itself is not enough, that is, in addition to being heavy. A knife is of no use. Fu Lao kept the knife with him and took it out from time to time to deliberately ridicule his old friend. Unexpectedly, he still has such use today. He really has foresight.

Zifeng carried an ink knife on his back and tried to take a step several times, but he couldn't even lift his feet. But he just insisted on his original position. Sweat drops fell on the dry land, splashing dust. Finally, after standing for about ten minutes, Zifeng was exhausted. As soon as he sat on the ground, he gasped. After a long time of recovery, he got up again and turned around like this. In the sunset, Zifeng finally took the first step firmly. Although he fainted later, Zifeng was very satisfied.

At night, under the cover of night, Zifeng runs his mind method again and again. When his vitality is full and there is no place to consume, Zifeng is covered with starlight, accompanied by insects, frogs and, of course, ink knives. He has no words all night.

In fact, Zifeng can't wait to practice. In addition to being a strong man, he also wants to prove to the people of Wujiazhuang that the persistence of his mother Bai Yihan and his father Wu Feichen is not meaningless. He will make them proud.

Fu Lao didn't rest all night. It didn't matter if he didn't rest for ten days and a half months. Seeing Zifeng like this, Fu Lao wanted to persuade Zifeng to stop more than once, but he knew that some roads need to go by himself, and others can't control it, and he just gave direction and took the wind to set foot on that road.

The morning light came again as promised, and the whole forest was full of birds and noise, circling in the sky. Zifeng opened his eyes and clenched his fist. After a night's practice, his vitality has been condensed a lot. It seems that this method is right. Zifeng saw Fu Lao coming from a distance: "master, teach me to pass notes today. I want to learn to pass notes early." It's been several days since I left home. My mother must have been worried for a long time.

Fu Lao didn't talk nonsense: "draw 500 supplementary yuan symbols first, and I'll teach you to pass notes. Remember what I said before, the ending problem." Then he left a stack of runes and food, turned and left.

Zifeng didn't complain at all. He knew that he had just come into contact with talismans, and his understanding of talismans was just the tip of the iceberg. There was no other way except to draw, figure out and understand. Zifeng slowly moved his body, a distance of more than ten steps, which is not too much to describe with the speed of a snail. In an hour, Zifeng didn't know how many times he recovered his strength before he came to the table and stood still.

Take a deep breath, adjust your state, support the ink knife behind you with more than 90% of your vitality, and then use the remaining vitality to draw symbols. Zifeng took a piece of Rune paper and sketched it according to his memory. When he reached two-thirds of the time, Zifeng had to call some yuan Qi used to support the ink knife. His body suddenly sank. Zifeng gritted his teeth and stood up, However, the talisman paper was abandoned because of the shaking just now. However, Zifeng slightly adjusted his breath and began the second talisman painting again

Even if he painted nonstop, Zifeng only drew more than a dozen yuan complements before lunch, of which 8 were lost. Moreover, Zifeng fainted for quick success and instant benefit. Zifeng looked sad and roasted wolf meat in a confused way. He swallowed jujube and stuffed his stomach before it was cooked. He carried his ink knife on his back nonstop and moved slowly in the open space, step by step.