"Come again!" The old guy showed no mercy, kicking over with hisses and friction like a violent storm, with a few consecutive kicks.
The two of them clashed hard for about twenty times without stopping, and Ye Fan was already panting like an ox and sweating all over his body. Because this was really too strenuous. The old guy was quite calm, and Ye Fan felt
I felt a little cold, knowing that I was inferior in terms of internal strength. This old guy was definitely at the eighth-level level. If I had a head-on confrontation with him, there would be no good results. So, in desperation, I had to change to
The wandering situation confronts the old guy.
But it was quite disappointing and depressing. It still didn’t work. I was at a disadvantage everywhere, and from time to time I had to be punched and kicked by the old guy. Fortunately, Ye Fan’s body was quite strong after being trained with the blood of the old python. Otherwise, he would have been killed long ago.
Fallen apart.
What's even weirder is that Ye Fan feels that the old man seems to be merciful, as if he is teasing him, and it feels like a cat playing with a mouse. A sense of sadness and tragic lingers...
"Young man, show me your gold skills." The old guy smiled disdainfully, glanced at Ye Fan, and smiled again, "The skill level is very high, I guess you have the top seven levels, but your strength
It's very superficial, your steps are not very steady, and your punches are tricky, but the focus is a bit empty. You don't know how to flexibly control it, and more importantly, your internal strength doesn't seem to be acquired by your own solid practice. The power of external forces is, after all, very
It’s empty, and the consequences will be endless!”
In just a few words, the old guy exposed all of Ye Fan's faults.
"Here we come! Pay attention." Ye Fan was angry, and the young man's arrogance was aroused. He moved his wrist and used his special skills. Five small knives flew out at once, and they were shot at the top, middle and bottom.
Old guy.
"Well! This is... there are still a few seconds." The old guy casually hit a few stones and popped out a few stones. Suddenly, all of Ye Fan's small knives were bounced to the ground. Moreover, they shattered, and Ye Fan felt distressed.
Almost going crazy.
"Old guy!" Ye Fan yelled, raised his body forward and kicked it out. "And in the dark, the treasure money flew out spinning.
"Yeah!" The old guy flashed away in surprise, and turned around to avoid the treasure money. However, after a sizzle, the animal skin coat he was wearing was still rubbed by the treasure money, but it was not broken. It seemed that
The old man hid well.
"Who are you, Fei Fangcheng?" the old guy stopped and asked suddenly.
"Who is Fei Fangcheng?" Ye Fan asked. He said secretly that the master's surname was Fei. Could it be that his name was really Fei Fangcheng?
"Hmph! Boy, don't show off in front of me." Fei Fangcheng is still my junior. Did he teach you Xiaoli Dao, as well as the Fei family's secret technique "Bat Ear Communication Technique". In addition, there is also the "Yin Transformation Magic Technique"
""The old guy repeatedly revealed several secret techniques of the Fei family.
Comrade Ye Fan was completely shocked. He stared at the old guy blankly for a long time before he managed to say: "Is my master really called Fei Fangcheng? Then are he and Su Liufang a couple?"
Su Liufang is Master Qiao Yuanyuan, Ye Fan suddenly thought of it and wanted to confirm it.
"That girl from the Su family, she is also a poor person." The old guy sighed and said, "Young man, why are you here here when you have nothing to do? It's too dangerous."
"I want to get the demon poison formula and the detoxification formula, and "Maybe I want to take out a few old tree roots to see if they can be planted." Ye Fan said honestly, knowing that the old man probably had no ill intentions, and it seemed that he was following Fei
Home still has something to do with it.
"What are you doing with it? Isn't that a good thing?" the old guy asked with sharp eyes.
"Someone wants to study it, and it will never be used against good people.
"Ye Fan replied mockingly.
"I can give you the formula because you are a disciple of the Fei family. However, you have to keep it a secret and cannot spread it outside." This is what I promised the elder of the Moya tribe. He is kind to me. However, it is useless to take the old tree root.
The trees will grow red leaves only after 10 years, can you wait 10 years?" the old guy said calmly.
"10 years..." Ye Fan frowned secretly, but nodded. Anyway, he only moved the old tree roots. Whether it was useful or not was a matter for the old guys in the Keneng group.
"Senior, do you know my master?" Ye Fan couldn't help but ask.
"How old are you?" the old guy suddenly asked, not answering Ye Fan's words.
"Virtual 22, real 21." Ye Fan replied.
"It's not easy. I didn't expect Fang Cheng to be able to train a master like you. I'm afraid his skill has dropped to the fourth level. Alas..." the old guy sighed.
"You must be related to my master, right?" Ye Fan asked again, wanting to find out about the master's background. I have been with the master for more than ten years, and I only know that his surname is Fei, and I don't know anything else.
"What's the relationship? He's my biological brother. What's the relationship?" The old guy suddenly raised his voice. Ye Fan, of course, immediately became petrified, his mouth opened wide, and he stared at the old guy blankly.
"You don't believe it, do you?" the old guy snorted.
"I believe it, but how should I call you, uncle?" Ye Fan looked respectful and bent down to salute.
"The tiger sitting on the ground Fei Qingshan, the woodcutter Yinwu Dao in Beishan, the flying fox frost red jade in Han, the narcissus Mei Qianxue in Wushan, the hero Jun Ruoli in Dameng, the evil Tibetan wolf Luo Piaopiao. Alas..." the old man said to the four people
Ye Fan was even more shocked by the jingle. Tie Zhanxiong seemed to have heard this before, referring to the six overlords among the older generation of China.
Ye Fan of Yin Wudao had met him in Guiling Village in Yuyang Linquan Town. Mei Qianxue, the master of Wushan Palace, had also heard of it. This woman threatened to have a leg of her own. The flying fox Shuang Hongyu of Han must be a
Female, Hidden Wolf Dog Luo Piaopiao, the name is weird, she must be a female.
That uncle, please call me Fei Qingshan.
"Uncle, why don't you go back to China and stay here...?" Ye Fan was a little confused.
"I promised others to guard this place for 20 years, which is about to expire." Fei Qingshan said calmly and gave Patriarch Dick Modin a few thumbs, and the guy stood up.
Fei Qingshan muttered a few words to him. Although he was a little reluctant, he was glared at by Fei Qingshan and did not dare to argue. He lowered his head and went to arrange the manpower.
Soon, several young men came over and climbed up the tree to pick all the red leaves. Dick Modin took out two pieces of paper and handed them to Ye Fan.
"Thank you!" Niu Fan said.
"What's your name?" Fei Qingshan asked.
"Ye Fan." Ye Fan replied.
"Well, if you take someone's good stuff, you can't take it for nothing, right? Just give him ten thousand US dollars. It can be regarded as some compensation to the Moya people." Fei Qingshan didn't even blink.
"Isn't this too expensive?" Ye Fan muttered. Of course he wanted to save some money for the country.
"It's too expensive, haha. You may not know that a British company once offered 3 million pounds, but they didn't sell it. This time I made the decision for Dick. That's because you are a member of the Fei family. I took something from my family.
Normally, I have been guarding here for 20 years, which is also a favor. If you pay 10,000, it can only be regarded as a big profit.
Fei Qingshan said calmly.
"I have to discuss it. I still have a few companions..." Ye Fan said, and soon he called Qi Tian and others over.
Soon I contacted Zhendonghai, and he agreed without saying a word. He just had one request, that is, he hoped that the Moya tribe could continue to provide red leaves every time the red leaves came out.
Of course, as long as 30% of the red leaves are on the tree, it will be enough. In the end, after discussing with Dick, they agreed to give 20% when there are red leaves on the tree. The special agent will pay 500,000 US dollars each time. However, Fei Qingshan did not agree to this.
Because, it is said that it takes several years for the tree to grow red leaves, and the amount of demon poison is small. If there is no demon poison, who will be afraid of the Moya tribe? Fei Qingshan does not want to see the Maya tribe suffer from the demon poison.
Lost and killed by other tribes or drug lords. In the end, the special service had to give up and go to Zhendonghai. Naturally, it was very painful.
"Uncle, when will you return to China? This is where I work now. You can come to me at any time." Ye Fan left his contact information and address.
"It depends on the situation. You don't have to think about looking for me. I will leave here. Your throwing knife is almost used. Here, take it." Fei Qingshan handed Ye Fan a leather bag and filled it with
A bag of bone throwing knives, estimated to contain thousands of them.
"Master, I, this, did the master say that there is no such thing anymore?" Ye Fan was quite excited.
"This is the last one thousand. Use them sparingly. Take back as much as possible if the knife is not broken. Uncle, I also tried to use the current animal bones to make knives. Unfortunately, it didn't work. There is no way to use it. The blade that was barely ground is powerful.
It's too bad, and it's too thick and inconvenient to carry. Your master can find the preparation method anywhere, so you can try it. It would be a pity that this knife-making skill is lost." Fei Qingshan sighed and touched his beard.
"Uncle, what's going on with Master and Aunt Su?" Ye Fan still wanted to ask clearly.
"Ask your master about this." Fei Qingshan shook his head dissatisfied, making Ye Fan feel depressed again.
He glanced at Ye Fan, took off a hanging chain from his neck and handed it to Ye Fan, and said with a smile: "I haven't been back for decades. I still have a home at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain in Yanjing. You go find a girl."
The master’s name is Yan Hong, give her this hanging chain.”
"Ye Fan, what's wrong with your skills? It seems that your energy and blood are unstable and your skills are very high. However, there seems to be some discrepancy with your strength?" At this time, Fei Qingshan glanced at Ye Fan lightly and asked again.
Ye Fan's little face turned red and he said: "Uncle, my skills are all a coincidence. I once swallowed Tai Sui from an ancient tomb, and then I was almost tortured to death by an old python..." Ye Fan told his teacher.
Bo said it again.
"So that's it, it's imaginary after all. You have to strengthen yourself and practice hard to make the imaginary become real.
You are no longer an ordinary person. Ordinary people can live their lives freely and peacefully. Once God gives you a skill, you must also take on the responsibility of this skill.
Don't think about hiding or escaping, that's impossible. If you don't look for trouble, people will look for you. This is the law of nature, the rule of God." Fei Qingshan spoke seriously, glanced at Ye Fan sideways, and said, "But
, that old python's blood is too masculine, I'm afraid you have to pay attention before you find a way to resolve it, yin can overcome yang, and the combination of yin and yang is the way to maintain health. If it doesn't work, just find a few more women, it's best to be yin