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Chapter 777: Running a Thousand Miles (Part 2)

"Without further ado, let's leave now!"

If it weren't for waiting for Qin Feng to advance and become stronger, Qin Dongyuan would have started taking action early. After all, the purge of the four major clans in Tianyun City could not be hidden for a long time. I am afraid they would have begun to suspect it now.

"Okay, let's go now..."

Qin Feng nodded and said: "We still have to go to the mountains to make gunpowder, otherwise it will be exhausting to rely on the two of us to destroy those weapons..."

"Of course!"

After Qin Dongyuan responded, he said to Qin Dexuan and Qin Bing: "Tianyun City will be handed over to you. If the four major clans come to attack, they will defend the city behind closed doors and not accept the battle..."

It is rare to see Qin Dongyuan give such an order. Qin Bing and Qin Dexuan looked at each other, stood up at the same time, and said respectfully: "I obey the great elder's orders!"

"gone!"

Qin Dongyuan waved to Qin Feng and arrived in the yard in a flash. However, what was shocking was that Qin Feng, who was following Qin Dongyuan, bumped into the wall.

"Damn, this...isn't this step too fast?"

Qin Feng rubbed his forehead and couldn't help but have a wry smile on his face. He had been pondering the technique of shrinking to an inch in the room for so long, but he didn't expect to use it, but he couldn't control the heat.

"Qin Feng, this wall is not strong, I can't help you bumping into it!" Hearing Qin Feng's muttering, Qin Dongyuan couldn't help laughing.

"The first time you perform this move, you may not be better than me, right?"

Qin Feng curled his lips and immediately stopped Qin Dongyuan's laughter with one sentence. However, it made several people who chased him out of the house laugh.

Qin Feng was right. When Qin Dongyuan practiced the technique of shrinking the ground into an inch, he was on a river bank. At that time, he accidentally stopped his feet and moved directly into the river.

Naturally, he couldn't mention the scandal he had done back then. Qin Dongyuan stopped laughing and walked out of the yard.

"It seems that I was right?" Qin Feng felt much better now. When he used Shrinkage again, he gathered some strength and followed Qin Dongyuan to the outside of the city.

The so-called "shrinking the ground into an inch" is actually a kind of footwork performed by using the vitality to stimulate the movements of the legs. One step can cover tens of meters. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is almost the same as "shrinking the ground into an inch".

It only took Qin Feng and Qin Dongyuan less than three minutes to get from the government office to leaving the city.

Moreover, the two of them did not take the ordinary route. They tiptoed a little bit on the inner city wall and their bodies flew into the air. The guards standing guard on the city wall did not even notice their shadows.

"It's cool. If we go one step further, wouldn't humans be able to fly?"

When Qin Feng flew down from the city wall, he felt his body was floating as if he was about to fly. The only thing that made him feel a little disappointed was that the speed was too fast. The wind blowing in front of him blocked the words that came to his mouth.

"You can use your spiritual consciousness to transmit sounds!"

Qin Dongyuan, who was keeping pace with Qin Feng, sent a voice into Qin Feng's ears, "Also, when you use footwork, you can use your true energy to protect your body. It can keep out the wind."

"Thank you, Elder Dongyuan..." Qin Feng raised a little bit of true energy to protect his body surface. As expected, all the strong winds were blocked, making Qin Feng's breathing smoother.

"Eh? Isn't this the secret sound transmission in martial arts novels?" Qin Feng said it involuntarily when he used the method taught by Qin Dongyuan to use his spiritual consciousness to transmit sounds.

"What is the sound transmission into the secret?" Qin Dongyuan asked curiously. He asked himself that he had read all the martial arts books in the world, but he had never heard of this term.

"It is a kind of skill described in martial arts novels outside, which can make his words only heard by a specific person or a few people present, but not by others."

Qin Feng briefly explained to Qin Dongyuan that when he was reading martial arts novels, he never dreamed that he would be able to do this one day.

"The person who wrote this book must also be a great master."

After hearing Qin Feng's words, Qin Dongyuan said seriously: "This is actually the transmission of divine consciousness, but I can only transmit it to one person, and that person's cultivation level must be above mine..."

"Come on, that person is just a newspaper editor!"

Qin Feng was dumbfounded by what Qin Dongyuan said. He remembered that the idea of ​​"transmitting voices into secrets" came from Liang Yusheng's novels, but that person was really not a martial arts master, but one of the three great masters of modern Chinese martial arts novels.

"If I have a chance in the future, I want to meet this person..."

After listening to Qin Feng's explanation about Liang Yusheng, Qin Dongyuan couldn't help but said: "Although this person doesn't know martial arts, he may be able to give me some inspiration. Aren't the various martial arts today also imagined by predecessors?"

Qin Dongyuan has reached the peak of energy transformation, but the realm of refining gods and counteracting emptiness is also a legend in Taoist classics. From ancient times to the present, no one has been heard of being able to break through.

That is to say, Qin Dongyuan now has no way out. If he can make another breakthrough, it is very likely that he will reach the legendary state of Qi practitioners in ancient times.

"Elder Dongyuan, as long as you have a way to get me out, there's no harm in introducing that person to you..."

Qin Feng knows that among the three great masters of martial arts novels, except for Gu Long who died young, Liang Yusheng and Jin Daxia are still alive. As long as these people are there, he will always have a way to find them.

"It's difficult to get out..."

Qin Dongyuan sighed. Although this space was a paradise, after the fall of the Qindu royal family, it became a prison. Two generations of people had been trapped and died here.

The two of them were talking using the technique of spiritual consciousness transmission, but their steps were not slow at all. It took Qin Feng and Qin Bing more than half an hour to travel, and in just five or six minutes, they arrived there.

Where weapons are hidden in the mountains.

"Brother Qinshan, why are you here?" When he reached the mountainside, he suddenly found that it was Qinshan who came out to greet him.

"It's not because of your little eagle."

Qin Shan pointed to an object hanging in the cave that looked like a bird's nest and said: "If you want to train a golden falcon well, you cannot eliminate its wildness, otherwise even if it is domesticated, it will not be of much use..."

"Qin Shan. That Golden Falcon belongs to the family, so why did it become Qin Feng's?"

Qin Dongyuan, who was following Qin Feng, glanced at Qin Shan and said, "Golden falcons are hard to see, and there are even fewer young eagles. They play a very important role in the family..."

"Elder Dongyuan, what my eldest brother promised Qin Feng is none of my business..."

Qin Shan naturally knew the importance of a golden falcon to the family, but compared with Qin Feng's identity, it was nothing. You must know that a few decades ago, the world belonged to Qin Feng.

"Elder Dongyuan, this golden falcon should be considered the reward for my trip!"

Qin Feng looked at the young eagle with its little head exposed, and he really liked it. He had longed for the life of the Eight Banners disciples playing eagle and playing with dogs as described by his master for a long time.

"Well, I got this thing anyway..." Hearing Qin Feng speak, Qin Dongyuan had no choice but to agree.

"Qin Feng, go back and give me some blood. I want to feed this young eagle..." Just when Qin Feng was about to enter the cave, Qin Shan grabbed him.

"You want my blood to feed the eagle? Are you cooking an eagle or raising a vampire bat?"

Qin Feng was stunned when he heard this. He was from a foreign sect, and he also knew many weird methods of taming animals, but it seemed that no one except the Miaojiang Gu sect used blood to feed them.

"This is a method I learned from an ancient recipe."

Qin Shan said: "The young eagle fed with your blood will be extremely loyal to you when it grows up. As long as you give it a drop of blood every year, it will never betray its master..."

"Is there such a thing?" Qin Feng thought for a moment and said, "I will leave some blood for you, but you have to raise him well for me..."

Asking Qin Shan to take a bowl, Qin Feng scratched the pulse point of his left hand with the nail of his right hand, and a stream of blood suddenly sprayed into the bowl. After half the bowl was filled, Qin Feng circulated his Qi slightly, and the wound was immediately closed.

No more blood was shed.

"Qin Feng, you...why does your blood smell like something?"

Holding the bowl, Qin Shan's nose twitched a few times. The blood of others had a fishy smell, but the smell emanating from Qin Feng's blood made Qin Shan even want to take a sip.

"Qin Feng's blood has almost completely removed acquired impurities. Can he be the same as ordinary people?"

Qin Dongyuan said from the side: "Qin Shan, you have to dilute Qin Feng's blood before giving it to the young eagle, otherwise I'm afraid that the golden falcon will be suffocated to death by this blood before it grows up..."

"Elder Dongyuan, is it true that the blood of a powerful warrior can be used as a medicine?"

After hearing Qin Dongyuan's words, Qin Shan raised his head in disbelief. He had heard this from his elder brother before, but he didn't take it seriously at the time.

"Of course it's true. The medicinal effect of this blood is even better than that of old ginseng."

Qin Dongyuan nodded and said: "Nurturing this golden falcon with the blood of Huajin warriors can be regarded as its creation. You should treat it with caution!"

"Damn it, my brother Daqing has become Tang Sanzang now that he's been promoted? I just don't know if there's anything to say about this meat..."

Hearing the conversation between Qin Dongyuan and Qin Shan, Qin Feng was speechless. He found that many things that only existed in novels or legends were discovered by him in this space.

"Qin Feng, hurry up and modify these things!"

After explaining a few words to Qin Shan, Qin Dongyuan said: "The Qian family has noticed something is wrong. We must hurry up, otherwise if they come to attack the city, they will definitely cause casualties."

"Elder Dongyuan, don't worry, with this box of stuff, no matter how many people come, it won't be enough to kill you."

Qin Feng was referring to the box of anti-tank mines. With just a few changes, this thing could become an extremely sensitive trigger mine.

When the time comes, as long as the modified anti-tank mines are buried on the road leading from Qian's family to Qin's family, the power of that mine to explode and lift more than ten meters of ground will be enough to make Qian's family drink a pot.

"With the C4 explosives here, these anti-tank mines can be left behind."

Qin Feng originally planned to change the mines into bombs, but with those more powerful C4 explosives, anti-tank mines can be saved.

"It's better to do this outside..."

Qin Feng pulled the box of C4 explosives and walked out of the cave. As the saying goes, you can never go wrong with caution. If something happens and the cave collapses, it won't matter. But if you bury yourself in it, you will be digging your own grave.

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