The clear light is getting brighter, and the grass on the lake shore is moving in the wind.
Morning dew collects on the grass blades and then drips.
The boy in white clothes woke up slowly, his drunkenness gradually faded in the morning dew, and his mind gradually became clearer.
He reached out and patted his cheek, and the scene in his eyes changed from hazy to clear.
The summer wind blows, it seems warm but not cold.
After I woke up, I realized that my inner strength had skyrocketed and that the wine I drank last night was nothing special.
There were thousands of thoughts in my mind, but I finally settled on it.
Get up and run towards Han Feng's bamboo house.
The scenery along the way is clear and bright.
When he ran there, Han Feng, who was dressed in black and white feathers, moved a wicker chair and was sitting in front of the bamboo house, holding a teapot and drinking tea.
"Mr. Ye!"
Xu Rong ran over and knelt down.
Han Feng took a sip of the fresh tea brewed early in the morning and looked at Xu Rong:
"What's the matter with you kid? You come to me so early in the morning and you're a gentleman and you're kneeling at the same time?"
"Young man, I have two things to do here. One is to thank my elder brother for giving me wine to help me reborn."
The alcoholic power of [Ice Burning] is amazing and can help people acquire yin and yang skills. For Han Feng, who already has the martial arts body, it just adds some yin and yang energy, but for Xu Rong, it can create a very solid foundation of martial arts.
"The second thing is, I want to get the power, the power to take revenge. Please teach me, sir!"
"The power of revenge?"
Hearing this, Han Feng half-closed his eyes and looked at the young man.
When he was around thirteen years old, his white clothes still had some grass and mud on them, and his figure was thin.
"What kind of power do you think can help you take revenge?"
"Third grade, second grade, first grade... or innate?"
Han Feng's voice was a little cold, like some kind of questioning.
Xu Rong, who was kneeling on the ground, was stunned.
How can I take revenge when I don’t even know who my enemy is?
"I……"
Before the young man in white could say anything, Han Feng glanced at him and his invisible energy lifted him up.
Han Feng put down the teapot in his hand, stood up, and walked to Xu Rong.
"I can't give you the power of revenge, but I can give you a chance to strengthen yourself... As for the future, what you want is up to you."
"Brother Ye..."
The boy's title changed several times.
Han Feng didn't give him much chance to react. He raised his hand and pointed between his eyebrows.
Then, thousands of glazed rays of light were mixed in front of the young man in white, making it a strange and bizarre scene.
Han Feng's voice sounded in his mind.
"I don't know what kind of power is enough for you, but I think you need to use your hatred, but I don't want you to be immersed in it, so I will give you the following martial arts."
"This foundation chapter of the "Arsenal Volume of the World" is part of the "Three Volumes of the God of Martial Arts" which was created by my late friend Han Feng, the leader of the North Wulin Xuanjian Division during his lifetime. It is enough to lay the foundation of martial arts for you."
"This "Three Swordsmen of Abi Dao" is a magical sword technique. I will give it to you so that it can become your weapon of revenge."
"I will give this piece of "Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon" to you. If you cannot understand its true meaning, then it is just an ordinary martial art. If you can understand its meaning, then it is an invincible and peerless martial art.
...I give it to you in the hope that you will not lose yourself."
Han Feng's voice was like the sound of heaven, resounding in the young man's heart.
A large amount of knowledge was poured into Xu Rong's thinking. He could not understand it, but he remembered the general outline.
Han Feng withdrew his hand, and the boy in white still stood there, immersed in the hazy world of consciousness.
Dongfang Bubai walked out of the house.
"Sir, do you want to take him into the house?"
Han Feng smiled, and the newborn sunshine hit him:
"No, let him stay here."
With that said, Han Feng led Dongfang Bubai towards Qiuli Valley.
"We still have our own things to do."
Han Feng thought for a while and decided to help Qiuli Valley Master heal his injuries.
Now that they have decided to intervene in the Dongwulin incident, they must actively integrate the people there. The Qiu Shui family is independent of the Three Dongzhou Palaces and has good military force. No matter what the purpose is, they can be the first ones to make friends with.
We took Dongfang Bubai to find Su Jianshuang in Qiuli Valley, where Miss Su in white shirt was burning incense and playing the piano.
The wooden stacks are connected to the pavilions on the lake. Dressed in white clothes and accompanied by the melodious music of the piano, it is as calm as the water.
"Zheng~"
When the music of the piano stopped, Su Jianshuang raised his eyes and looked at Han Feng and Dongfang Bubai who did not make any noise to disturb them.
"It's Mr. Ye."
Han Feng handed over:
"Miss Su, excuse me."
"No need to disturb me, but I don't know why Mr. Ye is here?"
Han Feng got straight to the point:
"Ye is not shy about it. Yesterday, I heard that the leader of Guigu was troubled by a strange kind of Qi. There is a martial arts that can help eliminate it."
When Su Jianshuang heard this, his eyes lit up, but he remained calm:
"Oh? Mr. Ye is willing to help, and the Qiu Shui family is naturally very moved. However, the innate evil energy and evil thoughts are so strong that they are unusual. Seeing Shuang is worried that it will hurt Mr. Ye."
Han Feng also knew that it was impossible for others to believe him right away, so he continued:
"I know Miss Su's concerns, but I have a "Yu Wai Qi Guiding Scroll" that can guide the evil energy of Buddha's enemies and presumably eliminate this innate evil energy."
""Zhoutian Yudian" from Sanshengxiang in Zhongzhou?"
Su Jianshuang was surprised when he heard this. Apparently, he knew something about the origin of Shao Junqi who had given Han Feng the "External Air Guide Scroll".
Han Feng nodded:
"This is a gift from the next friend."
Su Jianshuang opened her mouth and wanted to say something else.
Behind him, a voice as gentle as jade came from the middle of the lake:
"Jian Shuang, please bring Mr. Ye in."
Hearing this person speak, Su Jianshuang's attitude changed:
"good."
He nodded towards Han Feng.
With a move, a whirlpool appeared out of thin air in the center of the lake, emitting a clear light.
Han Feng signaled to Dongfang Bubai to wait, and followed Su Jianshuang Yukong to fly into the whirlpool.
The inside and outside of the water are separated by a barrier.
Entering the vortex is a cave filled with diamond-shaped crystals.
"Mr. Ye please."
Han Feng nodded and followed Su Jianshuang deeper into it.
Walking to the deepest part of the cave, there is a simple grotto.
A futon woven from bamboo silk is spread in the center.
A handsome man wearing bright yellow clothes sat on the futon.
He has a very special temperament, handsome eyebrows, and looks as free and elegant as the wind, but his expression is extremely calm, as calm as water.
Although he looks young, his martial arts skills are as unpredictable as the abyss. Even though he is surrounded by strange curses one after another, it cannot conceal his otherworldly innate realm.
Although he was injured, he reluctantly smiled at Han Feng:
"My Majesty Xu Canglang, Mr. Ye, please forgive me for not being able to greet you due to injury."
Han Feng didn't say much and walked towards Xu Canglang.
"You don't have to worry about it, Valley Master Xu. I'm here to heal your wounds for the sake of the future of Dongwulin."
When Xu Canglang heard this, he didn't expect Han Feng to say this.
But I also know that Mr. Ye does have a good understanding of the situation in Dongwulin.
…
At this moment, outside Qiuli Valley, two mysterious men wearing black masks led a team of seventy-two warriors to quietly come outside Qiuli Valley.
"Sir, the soul-locking nails have been arranged."
A warrior came to report.
One of the black-faced men nodded:
"Okay, Xu Canglang was injured by [Dark Sky], now is the best time for us to destroy [Qiushui Family]."
Another person laughed:
"Hey, the idiots in the Third Palace of Dongzhou have been manipulated by us. When the Qiu Shui family is wiped out, no one in the entire Dongwulin can stop us."