"What a good boy, you broke out of your cocoon and turned into a butterfly, and you actually entered Ming Jin?"
Naturally, the changes on Zhang Hu's body could not escape Qin Feng's eyes. After noticing the gurgling flow of Qi in Zhang Hu's body, Qin Feng's eyes couldn't help but reveal joy. It seemed that Zhang Hu's aptitude for practicing martial arts was even better than he imagined. Some.
Qin Feng can be regarded as a martial arts wizard, but he failed to reach the realm of Ming Jin before his master Zaishi passed away. He only broke through to Ming Jin with the help of the inexplicable aura in the jade pendant. Moreover, Qin Feng was older than Zhang Hu.
Originally, according to Qin Feng's idea, Zhang Hu could break through to Ming Jin before the age of eighteen, and to An Jin before the age of thirty, which would be considered an amazing talent. Unexpectedly, he just taught Zhang Hu for one afternoon, and he gave it to him. Such a big surprise came to me.
In fact, what Qin Feng didn't know was that Zhang Hu had lived in this small village since he was a child. When he first learned how to run, he went hunting with his grandfather in the mountains. He exercised his body every day. He didn't know how many hardships he had gone through. He was about to break through the dark power. Already.
Zhang Hu had always been worried about the Qian family because of the disappearance of his parents, but he didn't know that when a warrior practices martial arts, he is also training his heart. If the knot in his heart is not removed, his level of cultivation will never be improved.
Qin Feng's words untied Zhang Hu's knot, and coupled with the guidance of the Taoist mental method he practiced in the afternoon, it was a matter of course, and it was logical to break through to the realm of Ming Jin.
"I...I entered Mingjin?"
Feeling the surging power in his body, Zhang Hu was stunned on the spot. When he heard Qin Feng's words, he couldn't help but kneel down and worship Qin Feng, shouting: "Thank you, Master, for your teaching. Thank you Master..."
Although Zhang Hu knew that he had always been on the threshold of Ming Jin, he just couldn't get in. He attributed his breakthrough today to the exercises taught by Qin Feng.
"Master teaches his disciples, isn't this the right thing to do?"
Qin Feng smiled and helped Zhang Hu up and said: "You had a knot in your heart before, which has been affecting the progress of your cultivation. Now that the knot is gone, you will naturally break through."
"Is the knot in your heart the resentment towards the Qian family?" After hearing Qin Feng's words, Zhang Hu immediately reacted.
"Yes, if love and hate reach the extreme, they will have an impact on themselves!"
Qin Feng nodded. When he first entered the prison, he was extremely angry. If it hadn't been for the guidance of Master Zaishi, Qin Feng would have gone astray and would not have achieved what he has today.
However, this does not mean that Qin Feng does not hate the traffickers who caused his sister to disappear, nor does it mean that Qin Feng has no grudges about the changes in his family when he was young.
It's just that Qin Feng turned all of these into motivation. It pushed him to gradually build his own business kingdom and power. When he had enough ability, Qin Feng also started to solve these things.
"Huzi, do you still hate the Qian family now?" Looking at Zhang Hu's childish face, Qin Feng asked.
"Hate, hate that they took away my parents, leaving my sister and I without our parents since we were young!"
Zhang Hu showed a determined look in his eyes and said: "So I have to practice kung fu hard. When I can defeat everyone in the Qian family, I will be like my grandfather and break into the Qian family to ask for an explanation!"
The obsession over the years is not so easy to resolve, but Zhang Hu has also learned to assess the situation and will no longer think about unrealistic things when his ability is insufficient.
"Huzi, remember, not all the Qian family are bad people!"
Qin Feng patted Zhang Hu on the shoulder and said: "There is no need to stand at night. You can familiarize yourself with the breathing formula I taught you and consolidate your Ming Jin realm..."
"Yes, Master!" Zhang Hu nodded seriously and went out to light a fire in the woodshed to heat up the lunch meal. He respectfully brought it to Qin Feng and said, "Master, please have a meal!"
"Okay, Huzi, let's eat together!"
Seeing Zhang Hu being so sensible, Qin Feng was also very pleased. Those teenage children outside now want to have their parents feed food into their mouths. How can they respect their teachers?
"Huh? Brother Yao, are you here?"
While he was eating, Qin Feng's ears twitched. He heard Yao Er's footsteps coming from outside the wall, and he quickly stood up and walked into the yard.
"Brother He, let me bring you some bacon. Let's talk to Uncle Zhang by the way." Yao held a piece of dried bacon in his hands and looked around Qin Feng towards the room.
Uncle Zhang has lived in this village for more than ten years and taught many young people fitness exercises, so he is very respected by the villagers. If he hadn't been there to serve these young masters from the city, Yao
Came here early in the morning.
"Brother Yao, what a coincidence..."
Qin Feng gave a bitter smile and said: "My uncle Zhang took Er Niu into the mountains to collect medicine. His old stomach was cold and he was short of medicine, so he went into the mountains at noon today..."
Uncle Zhang has lived in seclusion in this village for more than ten years and has never mentioned his origins. The skills he taught the villagers were also introductory skills from other sects in the world.
Therefore, no one, including Yao Er, knew that Uncle Zhang was the person for whom the Qian family had placed a large reward for more than ten years. Uncle Zhang's injury a few days ago was not mentioned to the villagers. They only said that it was a stomach attack.
"Then...have you told Uncle Zhang about your going into the mountain?" Yao Er asked with some worry. If Uncle Zhang doesn't agree, this matter will be really difficult to handle.
"The two of us didn't go, weren't we just planning to go into the mountains?" Qin Feng said with a smile: "Second Brother Yao, don't worry, you are a person who is used to traveling on mountain roads. Uncle Zhang will feel relieved to follow you."
"That's good, I'm still afraid that Uncle Zhang will be angry."
After hearing Qin Feng's words, Yao Er breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face, and said: "Brother He, I'm really sorry for you. I came to visit relatives and asked you to make this trip..."
"Where are you, Brother Yao? This trip can earn you a year's worth of food. I don't know how many people are eager to go."
Qin Feng learned a lot about this space from Zhang Hu in the afternoon. The land here is very barren. The food produced by one acre of land is less than one-tenth of that in the outside world, and there is still a lot of land that cannot grow crops.
As a result, in this world, there will never be enough food for people to eat. Except for the five major clans, even the slightly larger aristocratic families may not have much food in their homes.
So today, the young master of the Qian family named Qian Yuandan opens his mouth and gets two stones of food. It is not surprising that Qian Ning looks distressed.
"That's true. The Qian family is so generous. My brother and I each got one stone of brown rice." Speaking of this, Yao Er was also a little excited.
Brown rice refers to rice that still retains some outer tissue after shelling, such as the cortex, aleurone layer and germ. It has a thicker taste and tight texture. It is also more time-consuming to cook and is far less expensive than polished rice.
However, the rice grown in the terraced fields in the village is far inferior to even brown rice, and the yield is extremely low. These two stones of rice are enough to feed the more than 20 households in the village for a month or two.
"Huzi. Boil some water for your second uncle. Second brother Yao, let's sit down and talk..."
After Qin Feng asked Yao Er to sit down, he asked: "By the way, Brother Yao, do you know what the purpose of these noble people from the Qian family is to go to the mountain?"
"Well...I heard that they seem to be going to the mountains to find something."
Yao Er glanced left and right, lowered his voice, and said: "Recently, I heard that there are magic iron dropped from the sky in several places, and it seems that there is also magic iron in the mountains. They are just looking for the magic iron..."
Unlike Uncle Zhang who knew many things about the outside world, Yao's ancestors all lived in this mountain and could not even read a single big character. Their thinking was still in the stage of feudal superstition and they were not aware of the earth-shaking changes outside.
According to Yao Er, there are often some weird things that appear inexplicably near this place. He encountered them once when he was a child, but it has never happened again in more than ten years.
Zhang Hu, who was walking outside, stumbled when he heard Yao Er's words. He was the one who rescued Qin Feng from the so-called place where the magical iron appeared, and he also buried it under the woodshed of his home.
I got a piece of iron sheet.
"Huh? Could it be that the whirlpool will drag everything in here?"
Unlike Zhang Hu, Qin Feng was shocked after hearing Yao Er's words. If this was the case, perhaps the way out would be in the Three Realms Mountains.
"Damn it, don't go out and still be at the bottom of the sea, then no one will survive!"
Qin Feng suddenly thought of a possibility and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He would rather live here for the rest of his life than try the experience of being in a black hole again.
"Brother He, don't worry. As long as you don't go deep into the mountain, there won't be any danger..." Seeing Qin Feng's expression in a daze, Yao Er thought he was worried about going into the mountain.
"With Brother Yao leading the way, I won't worry."
Qin Feng came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Second brother Yao, Huzi and I are not very old. When we are on the road tomorrow, you should take care of us more."
"Don't worry, Hu Zi is my favorite, how can anything happen to him?" Yao Er smiled and nodded, stood up and said, "I won't drink water anymore. I'll go back early. Those people are very difficult to take care of...
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"Okay, Brother Yao, I'll see you off!" Qin Feng also stood up and sent Yao Er out of the yard.
"Brother He, come over at five o'clock tomorrow. Let's hurry up sooner rather than later!"
After Yao Er walked out of the courtyard, he turned around and warned Qin Feng. He could also see that those people from the Qian family were far more than he could afford to offend.
"I know, Brother Yao, I will be there on time!" Qin Feng waved his hand with a smile, and waited until Yao Er walked away before returning to the house.
"Humph, all the things that flowed in from the outside world were occupied by the five major clans." After Qin Feng returned to the room, he happened to hear Zhang Hu's angry words.
"Huzi, are there many things flowing in from outside?" Qin Feng asked nervously.
"Not much, but not much, I heard my grandpa talk about it!"
Zhang Hu said: "Every year when the moon is full, something seems to be drawn in from the sea or from the air, but it will be snatched away by people from the five major clans immediately..."
"When the moon is full, isn't that the time when the tides of the sea rise and fall?" Qin Feng was stunned when he heard this. Is there any connection between the full moon and this space?
After sitting there and thinking for a long time, Qin Feng didn't figure out any way. He shook his head and said: "Huzi, if Lu Fenglei asks you tomorrow how you broke through, just say that you were suppressed by his momentum today."
, I broke through inexplicably..."
Zhang Hu won't be able to learn his secret breath-holding technique for a while. When he sees Lu Fenglei tomorrow, he will definitely notice the clues. Qin Feng is teaching Zhang Hu how to justify himself.
"I understand, Master." Zhang Hu looked at Qin Feng, touched his head, and said, "But...but I don't feel any momentum?"
"Idiot boy, I just asked you to say that."
Qin Feng was angry and funny and hit Zhang Hu on the head. When Lu Fenglei used force to suppress him, Qin Feng withstood the momentum, and Zhang Hu could not feel it of course.
"Okay, go to sleep!" Qin Feng stretched out his hand and a surge of energy flowed into the oil lamp, blowing it out immediately.
"The sky is still the same, but the space we are in is completely different. Can I still go back?"
After letting Zhang Hu sleep, Qin Feng pushed open the wooden door, walked to the yard and looked up at the night sky. If he only looked at the twinkling stars, it seemed no different from the outside world.
"Grandma, what the hell is this place?"
Looking at the Big Dipper in the sky, Qin Feng scratched his head in distress. The five major clans had been searching for nearly a hundred years but could not find a way out. Qin Feng really didn't know when he could get out.
"I just taught Zhang Hu not to have any knots in his heart, and now I'm depressed."
A gust of cool wind blew, and Qin Feng couldn't help but smile. After experiencing so many things since childhood, Qin Feng had long been able to be content with the situation. After taking a deep breath, he vomited out all the depression in his chest.
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Before dawn the next day, Qin Feng woke up Zhang Hu early. The two of them hurriedly stuffed a few rice dumplings into their mouths and walked to Yao Er's house.
When they arrived at Yao Er's house, the lights were already on in the yard, but the young masters of the Qian family had not gotten up yet. After waiting outside the yard for more than an hour, Qian Yuandan and others walked out of the room.
Yao Er called Qin Feng and Zhang Hu into the yard, pointed at the two piles of things arranged on the ground, and said: "Huzi, brother He, can you move these two loads of things?"
"The skills of these two people are no worse than yours. They can pick up twice as much stuff. Hey, how did this kid get into Mingjin?"
Before Qin Feng and the two could reply, Lu Fenglei's voice suddenly rang out. When he looked at Zhang Hu, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, obviously a little surprised.
You must know that although Ming Jin cultivation is only the entry level for warriors, it has also blocked countless people.
For example, Qian Yuandan, the young master of the Qian family, only entered Mingjin when he was eighteen or nineteen years old. Zhang Hu looked like he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, which naturally surprised Lu Fenglei.
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