Poisonous Hand Medicine King Wei'ai has learned a lot, including playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, medicine and divination, and astrology. Of course, he has a deeper knowledge in medicine.
And Feng Zhou has experienced four worlds, twice achieved the position of dragon and phoenix among people, is proficient in several languages, and his experience is beyond the reach of others.
So the two of them talked about everything from north to south, and the poisonous hand medicine king also talked about everything about the inner breath of the meridians. He almost talked about whatever Feng Zhou wanted to know, and he talked about it very carefully, which was what he used to do.
I didn't teach the three incompetent disciples so carefully.
Feng Zhou built a thatched house nearby and lived there. During the day, he and Cheng Lingsu helped Poison Hand Medicine King tend to the flowers and tidy up the courtyard. In his free time, he talked with him about the knowledge of meridians.
The King of Poison Hand Medicine has been practicing medicine all his life. He treats illnesses and saves people differently. He is happy to give a handful of rice or two eggs to a poor family. He is not polite to a thousand pieces of gold from a rich family. He has never suffered from poverty in his life, but now he is getting older.
I couldn't travel far, and without rich people visiting me, my business gradually became bleak.
This Cheng Lingsu was a girl from a nearby family. The family died of poverty, illness and starvation, leaving Cheng Lingsu alone. The Poison Hand Medicine King took pity on her and accepted her as his disciple, but he was not good at business and could not take care of children.
Therefore, the little girl looks sallow and skinny, and is extremely thin.
So every once in a while, Feng Zhou would go to the swamps beside Dongting Lake to look for wild animals. He often hunted deer, hares and the like to make meat for them. He also caught wild animals such as elk, clouded leopard, and South China tiger, skinned and dismantled the bones and sold them.
They went to shops in the city and bought food with the money they exchanged.
Two years later, Feng Zhou learned all the knowledge about the meridians from the poisonous hand medicine king, and his own internal strength also increased by leaps and bounds.
In the past year, because Cheng Lingsu often eats meat and has adequate nutrition, her skin and hair quality have greatly improved, and her complexion has gradually become fairer and rosier. If it were not limited by her age, she would be a beautiful woman with beautiful flowers.
After breakfast that day, Feng Zhou said to the poisonous hand medicine king: "Although Liangyuan is good, it is not a place to stay for a long time. The weather is refreshing today, which is suitable for a long journey. This junior plans to set foot in the world again, so I will say goodbye to the senior medicine king.
Already."
Seeing that he couldn't stay, the Poison Hand Medicine King stood up to see him off, sighing: "Speaking of which, there is always a banquet in this world. If my little brother wants to go far away, I can only shed tears to see him off."
Feng Zhou laughed and said to Cheng Lingsu: "Miss Cheng, I've been bothering you here for two years and I'm very grateful to you for taking care of me."
In fact, Feng Zhou lived here for two years, hunting and selling money. He was like a man who was a hunter at home, supporting a family of three. Cheng Lingsu was raised brilliantly, and she was no longer a poor girl in the countryside. It was all thanks to Feng Zhou's care.
But Cheng Lingsu didn't mention it much, just smiled slightly: "Brother Feng is traveling far, take care of yourself along the way." There was no sign of affection between children.
Feng Zhou stepped out, jumped on his horse, rode forward, and said loudly: "We will meet again in the river and lake one day, and we will have a drink and have a good time. Let's say goodbye."
At that time, the sun was shining high, the breeze was blowing on his face, birds were flying across the sky, and geese were chirping. Cheng Lingsu looked at Feng Zhou's back, and for some reason, tears came to his eyes.
A poem flashed in my mind: "There is frost at night in the water country, and the moon is cold and the mountains are all pale. Who said that a thousand miles from this evening, the distance from dreams is as long as a fortress."
The poisonous medicine king glanced at it and knew that it was about the love between his children. He sighed slightly in his heart, but didn't know how to persuade him, so he shook his head and went back to the house to sort out the books.
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Feng Zhou left Baima Temple Town and headed south. After inquiring, he arrived at Xiangtan. He first went to Shaoshan Mountain to pay homage to the ancient leader Shun. Then he inquired along the way. Around evening, he found a mountain village and came to a lonely village.
In front of the small courtyard.
He turned over and dismounted, looked at this lonely small courtyard, slightly activated his internal energy, and immediately felt a vague aura flowing in the house.
There were three people inside. One of them had a long breath and deep internal strength. He was obviously a great master in the world.
Who else could that person be besides Miao Renfeng?
"Is Master Miao, the 'Invincible Fighter in the World, the Golden-faced Buddha Miao Renfeng' at home? Junior Feng Zhoute is here to visit."
As soon as he finished speaking, the courtyard door opened with a creak, and a tall, thin man with a sallow complexion and a sickly look came out. His palms were as big as cattail leaf fans, and the bones were visible. You could tell at a glance that he had extraordinary martial arts skills. His hands were
He cupped his fists and gave a faint salute, "This brother has deep inner strength. Miao Renfeng has only seen him in his life. If you miss him from afar, please forgive me."
The words were not very loud, but Feng Zhou felt both desolate and mellow in his ears.
Miao Renfeng glanced at Feng Zhou, vaguely seeming to have seen him before. When he thought about it carefully, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Your Excellency, is Feng Zhou? But the person you met in Merchant Fort?"
"Yes, that's right."
"Your Excellency is famous far and wide. I heard that more than 100 people were killed in Bianliang last year, and he gained a lot of prestige." Miao Renfeng said calmly, as if he did not take the incident of sealing the boat across Bianliang seriously.
In fact, Miao Renfeng had a slight affection for Feng Zhou. Back in Merchant Fort, Nan Lan changed his mind only if Feng Zhou hadn't shown off his power and frightened Tian Guinong into revealing his true colors.
But this is his secret matter after all, and he is unwilling to say more even in front of the person involved.
Feng Zhou laughed loudly: "There are evil people in the world, and I'm afraid I won't kill enough. With the way Miao is known, I'm sure he won't be like others, right?"
About two years ago, Miao Renfeng met Feng Zhou in Merchant Fort. When he saw him, he grabbed Tian Guinong by the neck in the blink of an eye. His martial arts was indeed superb, but he, Miao Renfeng, did not take him seriously.
But when he heard him speak today, he was far outside the courtyard, but his voice was close to his ears. It was obvious that his skill had reached a higher level. He couldn't help but be secretly surprised: "In less than two years, he has reached this level of success."
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When he walked up to Feng Zhou and saw clearly the appearance of the person in front of him, he couldn't help but be shocked. He saw Feng Zhou's tall and straight figure, giving people an aura that could support the sky and the earth, and a burst of heroic spirit hit his face.
Come.
After seeing Miao Renfeng coming over, Feng Zhou smiled slightly: "How lucky I am to see Master Miao's face again today."
Miao Renfeng snorted and said calmly: "It's getting late, why are you here?"
He saw that Feng Zhou was so magnanimous and heroic that even the Liaodong hero Hu Yidao might not be able to match him. He had always been arrogant, but at this time he put away his temper and spoke calmly to Feng Zhou.
Feng Zhou said: "A year ago I raided the Central Plains, but was chased and intercepted by the government, so I had to live in seclusion and practice martial arts. This time when I came out of seclusion and passed through Xiangtan, of course I had to experience the Miao family's swordsmanship. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a lifelong regret?"
"Oh?" Miao Renfeng's expression changed: "How are you doing?"
Feng Zhou laughed loudly: "When I first came out of the world, I had the idea of fighting with Miao Daxia. Unfortunately, when I was in Shangbao, Miao Daxia had family affairs. I passed by Xiangtan today and I wanted to fight with you no matter what.
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After saying that, his body swayed without turning around, and then bounced out, like a wisp of smoke, floating more than ten feet away, and said with a smile: "If we compete in the courtyard, I'm afraid it will affect the rest of Miao Daxia's family, so why don't we do it in the yard?"
This is a competition."
Miao Renfeng saw that in a blink of an eye, his body had already flown more than ten feet away. His Qing Gong was so good that he had never seen it before. What's more, it was unbelievable that he was going backwards and rebounding. She couldn't help but praise: "What a good Qing Kung!"
Miao Renfeng stepped forward. He watched Feng Zhou open his fists, and his figure was indescribably beautiful. He praised again: "It has extraordinary charm. Is this Shanxi Ji's Xingyiquan?"
Feng Zhou nodded in agreement. Seeing that he was standing with his hands behind his back and not holding the long sword in his hand. Knowing that he was arrogant and using his fists, he naturally couldn't help but use weapons to fight with him. He couldn't help laughing: "Miao Da
If Xia insists on fighting with fists and kicks, that’s okay too!”
Before he finished speaking, he rushed forward and punched out.
When Miao Renfeng saw him hitting him at will, his movements were extremely fast, and the impact of his punch was like a surge of ocean waves, destroying mountains and cities. The wind of his punch was like thunder, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth. He immediately shouted: "Good punch!"