Chapter eight hundred and sixty fifth birthday banquet
Chapter 883: The taste... is still so strong...
Early the next morning, before dawn, Zheng Feng could no longer sit down. After washing, he went to the "Ningxin Pavilion" in the backyard to sit quietly, waiting for the arrival of his adoptive father.
If the inexplicable marriage is not clarified, he will not be able to feel at ease!
The rising sun reflected the first ray of morning light, and Mr. Fan's figure appeared in the backyard as Zheng Feng wished. Because Mr. Fan will practice Wuqinxi in the backyard at sunrise tomorrow, so Zheng Feng knew that his adoptive father would definitely know how to do it.
Come.
When Mr. Fan saw Zheng Feng under the Ningxin Pavilion, he was not surprised, but showed a faint smile, as if he had expected all this.
"The child has met his adoptive father!"
Zheng Feng stood up and bowed slightly to greet him, then asked impatiently: "Father, from the Yang family..."
Fan Lao asked: "Feng'er, what is the name of Yating?"
"Returning to my adoptive father, it's 'Ningxin Pavilion'." Zheng Feng replied helplessly.
He understood what his adoptive father meant, and he wanted to calm down, but he couldn't. This was a life-long matter for him and his sister. How could he violate the original agreement and marry an aunt he had never met as his wife?
Mr. Fan smiled. Zheng Feng had indeed changed a lot after returning from a trip.
It exceeded his expectations in many aspects, but in 'certain' aspects, it was still as slow as ever. Idiot, idiot, why don't you understand?
"Follow my adoptive father to play Wuqinxi once..."
Zheng Feng was stunned. He had been with his adoptive father for five years, and he had watched his adoptive father play Wuqinxi for five years, but his adoptive father had never asked him to play with him.
Although he didn't understand it, he now understood the extraordinary features of this Five-Animal Play. He later watched it several times, but no matter how many times he watched it, there were some parts that he could never remember.
He nodded silently, stood next to Mr. Fan, and made the starting gesture. He had memorized most of the movements of Wu Qin Xi, and if he wanted to follow a short section, it shouldn't be a problem.
Every time Mr. Fan makes a move, Zheng Feng can follow him the next moment. With his current skills, even if he has never seen it before, it is not difficult to imitate the movements of a mortal.
It went smoothly at first, and there were no problems. However, Fan suddenly changed from a tiger to a deer in a strange posture. The strangest thing was that he was clearly watching every move of his adoptive father, but he just forgot about it.
I can't recall how my adoptive father changed his form just now.
Just when he was at a loss what to do, his adoptive father said calmly: "If you forget, forget it, don't worry about it, continue..."
Zheng Feng regained his concentration and started again from the deer posture...
Similarly, when the deer state transformed into the bear state, Zheng Feng's eyes once again showed a blank look, but with his previous experience, he did not remain dazed for long this time, and started from the bear state's starting position and continued to imitate this style.
Every move of the old man.
The moment when the bear state transforms into the ape state, forget...
The moment when the ape state transformed into the crane state, I still forgot...
The moment the crane state is completed and the tiger state returns, I still forget...
After the completion of the whole set of Wu Qin Xi, Zheng Feng had a total of five forgotten places. Each blank spot in his memory was the moment of form transformation.
The more I try to recall it, the less I can recall it!
He himself had tried it alone, but he couldn't understand the same five places.
After Zheng Feng was distracted by Wu Qinxi, he calmed down a lot and temporarily forgot about the Yang family's marriage.
Mr. Fan smiled lightly and said, "You can't remember, can you?"
Zheng Feng nodded, indeed he couldn't remember.
"My adoptive father can't even remember him."
"This..." Zheng Feng was confused. If he couldn't remember, how could his adoptive father complete the form transformation.
Although he couldn't recall it, he remembered that he saw his adoptive father complete the entire set of Wu Qin Xi with his own eyes. This was absolutely unmistakable!
"I can't think of it, but I can do it. For my adoptive father, it has become a kind of physical inertia. The body can complete the transformation of form subconsciously."
Fan Lao sighed: "In the beginning, my adoptive father was also stuck on these five points, but as he persisted year after year, his body seemed to have developed a kind of instinct. Instead of remembering the next action, he could
The body knows its next move."
"The old man who taught Wu Qin Xi to his adoptive father once said, if you remember it, just remember it. If you can't remember it, you can't remember it. You can't force it." Mr. Fan said.
It is for this reason that every time he played Wu Qin Xi in front of Zheng Feng, he never asked Zheng Feng to do anything, because Zheng Feng had no interest in Wu Qin Xi five years ago, and forcing him to teach him would have no results.
But after Zheng Feng came back this time, he had been imitating it in the past few days. Since Zheng Feng was already interested, Mr. Fan naturally wouldn't keep it secret, but whether he could learn it or not was not something he could decide.
Zheng Feng seemed to understand and asked: "How long did it take for the adoptive father to make his body remember and get used to this set of actions?"
"Probably more than twenty years." Mr. Fan said calmly. When he was forty, the old man taught him the Five-Animal Opera. However, he was already sixty when he could actually complete the Five-Animal Opera.
Twenty years of persistence in doing a set of actions that are simply impossible to complete is impossible for anyone without great perseverance.
If it were someone with the character of the princess, let alone twenty years, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to persist even for twenty days, and they would give up completely...
And then he would yell, who was this idle old guy who invented this weird and nonsense move?
After hearing that even his adoptive father had to spend twenty years to do it, Zheng Feng knew that Wu Qin Xi was not in a hurry at all, so he would practice more in the future.
Zheng Feng did not seek to have the understanding of his adoptive father. If twenty years were not enough, he would just persist for thirty, forty, or fifty years. Anyway, he was still young and had a long life, so he had plenty of time.
While the two were practicing Wu Qin Xi, Pei Bo had already come to the backyard. Under the Ningxin Pavilion, he made Yihu hot tea and then left. Sitting on the stone chair, he took the hot tea into his mouth and felt a strong bitterness coming straight from his mouth.
Throat, lingering for a long time.
Zheng Feng thought to himself: His adoptive father's taste has not changed, it is still so heavy...
Although Mr. Fan was not the prime minister, the pot of hot tea he drank every morning was not a rare and famous product, but a kind of bitter tea that the lower class people often drank.
It has a light fragrance after being heated, but it is extremely bitter when entering the mouth. The strong bitter taste helps with a little refreshing effect, but it is difficult for most people to tolerate this bitter taste.
The adoptive father liked this strong bitter taste, saying it was like the taste of life. When he was young, he didn't understand it, but now he has a little understanding.
He can't smell the fragrance of hot tea, but he can still taste the bitterness. The bitterness that only reached his throat three years ago now reaches straight to his heart!
Fan Lao laughed and scolded: "You are still young, don't act like an old man and show that understanding expression."
Zheng Feng shook his head with a wry smile and said worriedly: "Father, what happened last night is really no problem?"
They killed all the Black Dragon Empire envoys. If they were really from the Black Dragon Empire, there would be no problem. However, Murong Leiting had clearly stated that the members of the envoys were all elite disciples of the cultivating families.
Although I don't want to admit it, killing them all in a rage is indeed not the best way to deal with it. I'm afraid the problems that will follow will be quite serious.
Even if the Black Dragon Empire does not pursue the case, those cultivating families who think highly of themselves will not swallow this breath, and Gongsun Lingyun is also involved in this incident.
From Murong Leiting's mouth, Zheng Feng also learned that Gongsun Lingyun was not only the master of Xia Yuan, the eldest prince of the Black Dragon Empire, but also one of the five deacons and elders of Hunwu City. He had the strength of a divine envoy and was a veritable divine warrior.
Mr. Fan smiled, took out the recording beast crystal recorded last night, and played it. It started with the Black Dragon Empire envoys breaking in through the door and ended with Xun Hui laughing loudly after delivering the fourth congratulatory gift.
As for the scene of Zheng Feng and the others killing these scoundrels, there is no record at all.
Zheng Feng asked doubtfully: "Father, will this recording beast crystal be useful?"
Since they can do such disobedient things, the most important reason is that there are people behind them.
If Gongsun Lingyun, the immortal, wants to deal with their Tianlong Empire, no matter how much the evidence is on their side, the other party will just ignore it.
In this world of the jungle, only when both parties are of equal status can it be possible to reason.
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