After the banquet at Tianfeng Restaurant, everyone died in Fufeng Academy, and then they were naturally dispersed.

Wang Anfeng stood at the bamboo forest at the door for a moment. After confirming that there was no smell of wine and meat on his body, he gently pushed the door into it. Old Ren was still sitting around the classics, reading a book. He was almost relieved when he did not exist. He found a bookshelves and sat cross-legged, took the book, and read quietly.

Until the moon was in the middle of the sky, the students had already left cleanly, and Mr. Ren didn't know when he disappeared without a trace. Wang Anfeng put the books in his hand back, took out the sweeping tools, and swept the wooden steps of the Fengzi Building carefully. When he returned to his wooden house, closed the doors and windows, he raised his right hand and said softly:

"Return to Shaolin."

The vision in front of me is changing as usual. When it appears again, it is already the scenery of Shaolin. The mountains are lush. Mr. Ying and Yuanci are sitting and playing chess. Wu Changqing is sitting on a rattan chair, leisurely, with a stack of snacks next to him, holding a medical skill in his hand, looking at it with relish. He wrote the three words "Five Qi Theory" in his book, which is a new book written by the doctor before the New Year, hidden in the Fengzi Building of Fufeng Academy Palace.

During this period, Wang Anfeng, in addition to reading books himself, had to read several books that his masters wanted every day.

He doesn't need to understand it, just finish it quickly.

Among them, Mr. Ying often studies travel notes. Master is in love with various principles and classics. The second master is very enthusiastic about medical books. After reading many books, he still feels that it is not enough. Seeing Wang Anfeng coming, the old man put down his Chinese medicine books and smiled:

"An Feng is here... Are you eating snacks? The best almond crisps..."

The boy saluted and greeted him, Wu Changqing waved his hand and said:

"Oh, I've told you how many times, what are our own family doing to do these false gifts?"

"I've been so frustrated."

Wang Anfeng just laughed when he heard this. Mr. Ying fell a word, glanced at him and said slowly:

"What's going on today?"

"After saying that."

The young man was slightly stunned. I don’t know why the literati came out at first sight, but he had no intention of pursuing such a thing. After calming down, he calmed down and said to the three teachers without any modification. He said to him in full swing. Finally, he paused slightly and said:

"Because it's fashionable halfway through, my disciple thinks it's also an opportunity."

"The opportunity to erase the original trace."

Yuanci nodded slightly, and was about to speak, but the scholar in front of him suddenly made a move and killed a big dragon. Yuanci was surprised and said slightly. The scholar had already had a cold face, nodded and spoke, and said:

"Not stupid."

“Tell me…”

Wang Anfeng was silent for a moment, then looked at the scholar carefully, gritted his teeth, clasped his fists and bowed, and said:

"I beg you to tell me that I have complicated sword techniques along the way."

The scribe narrowed his eyes and said:

“Why?”

Wang Anfeng had already spoken at this time, and had no choice but to bite his teeth and continue:

"The famous Legalist arrested Wuxin is pursuing the lowest level of cultivation. His swordsmanship is cruel and direct, and his intention to chase the soul and kill the dead is hard to calm down. Instead, he is not a person who has not yet broken through the ninth level of cultivation, his swordsmanship is not good and he wins with complexity. His trump card is Wang Anfeng, whose boxing whip locks."

"I have not broken through the ninth grade at this time. If I suppress the breakthrough time, I will use complex sword skills to learn martial arts with students I know before the breakthrough, and expose my characteristics of not being good at swordsmanship and being proficient in fist and kicking. Then I will break through the ninth grade in front of everyone. These combined should greatly reduce my suspicion."

"I'm afraid I can't escape from unintentional pursuit, but the younger generation can take themselves out of his sight as much as possible and appear in a blatant manner without being suspected."

Yuanci's eyes were slightly brighter, and his face showed a look of surprise and comfort. Mr. Ying looked at Wang Anfeng up and down, and suddenly asked:

"If you don't learn bone shrinkage, change your body shape?"

The boy was slightly stunned and said:

"I am less than the ninth grade. The martial arts master taught me are so powerful, and I can't practice it."

"If you see through it, it will cause trouble. It's better to do it as it is. There are so many people in the world who are as tall as me."

Mr. Ying frowned and said:

"I thought it was OK."

The voice paused slightly, as if thinking about something, and finally nodded reluctantly, stood up with a sleeve and said:

"Come here, I will only pass on you a few simple ways."

"Not to be an example."

Wang Anfeng felt a little relieved. He was actually most worried that Mr. Ying would not agree. At this moment, the scholar had already floated away. The young man was busy exercising his light skills and catching up. In an instant, the two of them disappeared.

Wu Changqing stroked his beard and said strangely:

"Why is today's gentleman so easy to talk to?"

Yuanci shook his head slowly and said:

"I don't know..."

"Maybe I'm quite relieved to see Feng'er's growth?"

Wu Changqing nodded slightly and smiled, "That's true... Although there are still some mistakes, it's no longer the same as the innocent boys in Daliang Village."

"However, it's a pity that this game of chess has no winner."

Yuanci shook his head and sighed, "It's apart. I've thought about it for half a month and thought I could win... But since he has killed my big dragon, the winner has been decided."

“There is no need to go to the end.”

While saying that, he withdrew his gaze and prepared to pack up the chess pieces, while Wu Changqing stroked his beard and praised:

"Master Yuanci can see through it."

The voice paused slightly, and then he said:

"So, after seeing the medical skills of An Feng and his country during this period, I can use our medicine to imitate their pharmacological changes. Although the appearance is different, it is actually the same inside."

"An Feng's body that is invincible with all poisons should also begin. The world's arrest techniques are complicated, and it is inevitable that there is no way to search for odor. After the medicine bath, the smell on his body will change, which has erased this sorrow..."

As he was speaking, the monk's body suddenly stiffened. Wu Changqing paused slightly, his face was curious, Yuanci's right hand was trembling and raised, his usually gentle face turned white with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"I was in a panic..."

"It actually... it's..."

The monk was so angry that his whole body trembled slightly. An inexplicable chill made Wu Changqing stop talking. Suddenly, he remembered the rumors about the world. Shaolin's angry Ming Wang Yuanci liked playing chess the most. He felt uneasy and moved to the side with the rocking chair. After thinking about it, he took a white cloth from the medicine bag on the side, cut it into two pieces, and stuffed it into his ears.

Just as he had stuffed it, Yuanci slowly stood up, and the internal force beside him ignited the world, outlining ripples, colliding and shaking, as if a lion stepped out of the void, making Old Dao Wu's face turn pale, and it was too late to slip away. In a blink of an eye, a deep angrily shouted and shaking, one after another, which made him dizzy, his eyes were filled with stars, his legs and feet became soft, and he fell firmly on the rattan chair.

"The poor and corrupt scholar who can't afford to lose!!!"

"Stop running and come out!"

"Start again!"
Chapter completed!