After a few breaths of silence, an old man appeared silently behind Qin Fei, about fifty or sixty years old, wearing a robe with a calm eyebrows and a whisk in his hand, and smiled at Wang Anfeng:

"Since the young lay Buddhist invited me, wouldn't it be rude if I didn't show up?"

Zhao Xiujie looked stunned. Qin Fei, who was originally sitting, was slightly stunned. His eyes seemed to be bright for a moment. He suddenly stood up and held the disciple's greeting. However, before he bowed, the Taoist priest raised his hand and could not bow down. The old man chuckled at him and shook his head, and then spoke to Wang Anfeng in front:

"I am Xuanchengzi, the little layman is polite."

Wang Anfeng clasped his fists and said:

"I don't know if it's an elder, please forgive me and sit down."

The old Taoist nodded. Although he did not accept Qin Fei's courtesy, he never refused the latter to let the seat open and sat in the original position of the latter. The young man in white shirt stood behind his head and stood behind his back with his palm trembling slightly.

Xuan Chengzi took the tea, took a sip, and praised:

"As a good mood."

"The elders praise it."

The old man chuckled, but he just continued to sip gently, and did not speak actively. Because he was an elder, the originally harmonious atmosphere changed a little. In addition, Zhao Xiujie was at a loss and Qin Fei was obviously in a state of mind, so he took the initiative to resign after just a moment.

Before leaving, the young man in white clothes took a brocade box from the guards beside him, turned it over, handed it to Wang Anfeng, and said:

"Brother Wang, I am here to visit today, please don't blame me. I have some thoughts here, so I hope you don't want to dislike it."

As he said that, he lifted the brocade box and saw a full of silver ingots arranged on the red velvet cloth, which could almost make people's eyes shine. Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned, so he naturally refused. Qin Fei calmed down and put the brocade box back to A Er on the side, but he took another box from A Da and handed it over again, saying:

"I guess Brother Wang doesn't admire money. This box is just something I use for my own practice and is not valuable."

"Don't refuse this."

Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned. The other party had already said this. If he refused again and again, it would be enough to call it a rude thing, so he had to accept the brocade box and said:

"Then Brother Qin, wait a moment."

After saying that, he turned around and went to the kitchen. After a moment, he came over with a shiny black jar in his arms and handed it over and said:

"This is a dish I pickled myself, and it's okay to serve the meal. If I don't dislike the bento, I will give it back..."

Qin Fei took it and said:

"Since it is made by Brother Wang, it will definitely be delicious, thank you."

"Then let me say goodbye first, brother Wang, don't see him off."

Wang Anfeng watched them leave until they could not see their backs before turning back to the house. He looked at the brocade box placed on the table. He was curious and opened it gently. The box was divided into two layers, with a pair of ginseng and three exquisite porcelain bottles on the upper layer. Below was a pair of pure black fist armor, which was streamlined, and was used to protect it. He also made sharp corners with black metal layer, like an eagle lying dormant, which showed extraordinaryness.

After Qin Fei and his party bid farewell to Wang Anfeng, they took their own horse and walked quickly. Zhao Xiujie had a lot of problems, but at this time Qin Fei's face was almost as cold as ice. He was already scared of his cousin, so he could only hold it in his heart.

A group of riders broke through the snow scene, entered the county gate, and returned to Zhao Mansion. Qin Fei waved his hand to reward Ada and A Er, and ordered him to retreat. He then stretched his face and strode back to the room, stepped back, locked the door with his backhand, and then exhaled, and said softly:

"Master, come out."

There seemed to be a faint sigh, and the old Taoist priest appeared next to him like a ghost, saying:

"The old Taoist only teaches you some basic introductory techniques, you don't have to do this."

Qin Fei only lowered his eyebrows and did not answer. Xuan Chengzi sighed helplessly and said:

"You are still so stubborn after not seeing each other for several years."

The boy's eyes showed some nostalgia, and he didn't answer, and asked back:

"Master, why did you come back suddenly... and stay by my side instead of the shadow guard."

"How long does it take to stay this time? Why don't you leave?"

Xuan Chengzi shook his head. There was no one here, so he didn't have to worry that the boy would lose his majesty in front of his servants. He raised his hand and tapped Qin Fei's forehead without hesitation, and said:

"She is crazy!"

"The only way I practice is to travel through famous mountains and rivers, and breathe the vast atmosphere of the heaven and earth, so that I can recognize dragons and tigers, and then match Kan and Li to distinguish the clarity and turbidity, so as to break through the third level of the pass. How can I stay in one place for a long time? Do you want to destroy my Taoism?"

The boy raised his hand and touched his forehead, with a smile on his face, which was completely different from his light expression before. It was full of youthful spirit, but it made the old Taoist priest feel so nervous that he would not look at him.

Qin Fei scolded Zhao Xiujie for being unrest and having a very experienced and steady behavior. No one can praise him when he sees him.

But did he forget that he was just a fourteen-year-old doll...

An ordinary thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, who cares about the fact that he has a grove in his heart? He is in a state of progress and retreat? He should cry and laugh, and then tease the little girl he likes. Don’t mention how comfortable it is. If he makes trouble in a wealthy family, he will make a fortune and let his father wipe his butt, isn’t it natural?

The old Taoist thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. Inexplicably, he thought of carrying the Taihe sword full of gaps and going to Tianhe County for a while. He touched the corner of his mouth and said:

"The old Taoist is just wandering here. The master of Yunzhongguan Temple, a branch of the Zhongdao Sect of Wangxian County, is called Kong Taoist. He is my friend. He crossed the mountain range without any trouble and came from Tianyang County to find him for a drink. When he passed by, he found the female general of the military strategist guarding your mother, and then he learned that you were here too."

"Think about this... I haven't seen you for a few years, so I told her that I would like to accompany you for a day on behalf of the Yingwei. Well, she is also very cooperative."

"At first glance, you have grown up a little, and you have become stronger, good, good, good."

While speaking, he reached out and rubbed the boy's hair like he did when he was a child. Qin Fei narrowed his eyes and curled the corners of his mouth slightly. He was just because he heard the master say that he had grown up and wanted to curb his smile. He didn't know how funny and funny he looked now, but the old Taoist priest couldn't laugh at all, but he felt more and more distressed.

He even began to doubt whether it was wrong to give up Qin Fei and leave Tianhe County in order to find a breakthrough to wander around the Qin world.

He was a cool person by nature and did not want to make the atmosphere dull, so he took the initiative to explain the interesting things he had experienced over the years. The boy listened quietly and said, but he unconsciously added intentional or unintentional persuasion and admonition after each experience. In a blink of an eye, he talked for an hour or two, until the servants plucked up the courage to knock on the door, and knew that it was going to dinner.

Qin Fei said coldly that he sent him to the room. The servant relaxed and stepped down. In a moment, he served a table full of dishes, five dishes and one soup, each with medicinal ingredients, which was beneficial to practice. He also served a pot of wine unique to the Forget Immortal, ranking first in the 17 northern counties.

Even Wang Anfeng's pickled vegetables were served with a white jade bowl and placed them in the center, which looked a lot more colorful. The master and apprentice ate some wine and food, and continued the conversation just now. The old man swallowed the wine and looked at the pickled vegetables and said:

"By the way, Wang Anfeng just now...is quite extraordinary. The year is approaching. As you are, you should have the opportunity to visit some martial arts seniors in Wangxian County and participate in the annual meetings of various races... Although it is a bit boring, it is also useful for warriors of your level."

"A warrior, after all, it's not enough to just work behind closed doors."

"You try to get an extra quota, and then send it to the boy personally and invite him to accompany you."

Qin Fei was calm, but he would always unconsciously let go of his guard in front of people close to him, like A Xiao, Zhao Xiujie, and even more like the old man in front of him. He said slightly unyieldingly when he heard this:

"He is proficient in light skills, but so what if he is strong in light skills?"

"Marriors need to distinguish between the superiority and inferiority, but they still have to fight once before they know."

The Taoist priest glanced at him, knocked the chopsticks in his hand, grabbed the pickle that the young man had just grabbed, and put it on the chopsticks, saying:

"Light skill? Humph...you don't see it widely enough..."

"Then Master, tell me!"

The old Taoist priest yelled, and after drinking two glasses of wine, he relaxed his mind, and no longer attached to the name of a young man, and said:

"Is there a child's temper, can't I talk about you?"

"Listen, you only see that the kid's light skills footprints are the same, but you overlooked a little bit. What's more amazing is that he accidentally stepped on those bumpy places, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and almost instinctively reacted, adjusting his posture and footwork, hey... this kind of light skills is enough to be used in actual combat."

"The most important thing is that in the pace of exercise, there are traces of the first level of the direct scriptures of our Taoist sect, "Nine Palaces."

The old Taoist priest smashed his mouth and saw Qin Fei's expression gradually becoming solemn, he said again:

"Along with the chains on his body, the old Taoist temple is at least 500 kilograms, but the blood vessels in his skin have not swelled at all. It can be seen that its internal strength must be continuous and tough, and the amount is unknown, but these two items are far more than you. When you fight, you should be at a disadvantage."

"If you can withstand the pressure of 500 kilograms, your muscles and bones will not be inferior to you."

"He has heavier fists than you, his body skills are stronger than you, and you are at most equal to him in terms of internal strength. In this way, how do you defeat him?"

Qin Fei's face was calm, and at this moment, the voice of a servant came from outside, saying that it was the mistress's call, frowned slightly, and looked at the old Taoist, who waved his hand and asked him to go out by himself, while he sat alone in the room, recalling the boy he saw today, and whispered to himself:

"I feel that it is too ordinary, and I have a silver needle wrapped around my waist and a guqin on my back. My steps are hidden from the Taoist style. It is connected to the Confucian state of mind, but it is as calm as a mountain, like a dragon walking on the earth..."

"Hey, who taught the disciples, it seems like they can do anything."

With a chuckle, Xuan Chengzi threw the pickled vegetables he had taken from Qin Fei into his mouth and chewed them.

Almost instantly, the smile on the old Taoist priest's face completely solidified, and then it turned a little blue, turning over and falling to the side.
Chapter completed!