Chapter 7 The initial stage of spiritual introduction
"The young master didn't go out to have fun today, but instead practiced boxing. It's really strange."
"This punch doesn't seem to be very powerful, it has no power at all, but it gives people an indescribable rhythm."
"It's weird, it's weird. The boxing technique played by the young master must be a magic boxing. No matter how I imitate it, I can't imitate the flavor of that boxing technique." Some people want to learn Feng Feiyun to box, but they always feel that they can't flow smoothly, and every time
Every punch made my whole body hurt, so I had to give up in the end and didn't dare to continue learning.
Feng Feiyun's nine-movement boxing technique represents nine kinds of meaning. It seems poor and simple, but in fact it is exquisite. Even if someone can imitate the boxing technique, they cannot imitate the meaning. As long as there is a slight deviation, they will hurt themselves.
Feng Suiyu stood on a six-story platform, looking at Feng Feiyun who was practicing boxing in the distance. His handsome face was full of coldness. He was holding a book with one hand and tapping gently with the other.
The elm railing seems to be deep in thought.
"Young Master, there is no need to worry. Feng Feiyun only practices the monkey style and will never be successful." A house slave with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks sneered behind Feng Suiyu.
Feng Suiyu shook his head and said solemnly: "It's not normal, it's not normal. I always feel that there seems to be something different about him, which makes me a little uneasy!"
"Gaga, do you want me to get rid of him, so that I won't have long nights and dreams?" said the slave.
Feng Suiyu's eyes turned cold, and he glared at him and said, "Do you really think that your adoptive father has completely given up on him? My adoptive father is a shrewd man. As long as he finds out any clues, we will all be doomed."
"Unless it's absolutely necessary, Feng Feiyun can't do anything. Besides, he has Butler Liu beside him. This Butler Liu's cultivation is unfathomable. With him guarding Feng Feiyun, even if I take action myself, I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat him.
good."
The slave said: "The eldest young master has cultivated "Great Wind Strength" to the third level. His cultivation has reached the peak of Ling Yin. He can fight dozens of martial arts masters by himself. How can he still be no match for that old man Liu?
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"Great Wind Power" is a incomplete classic on immortal cultivation. It was taught to Feng Suiyu by Feng Wanpeng. Feng Suiyu was very talented. After only a few years of training, he had already reached the third level. He was taught by Feng Wanpeng.
Praised several times.
Feng Wanpeng has been practicing for nearly thirty years, and has reached the fifth level of "Great Wind Power", becoming a strong man who dominates the area. Feng Suiyu has only practiced for a few years and reached the third level. His talent is still high.
Above Feng Wanpeng.
"Don't underestimate Butler Liu, this old guy's cultivation level is not inferior to that of his adoptive father."
Feng Suiyu is a cautious person with careful thoughts, so he almost never makes mistakes. He frowned and said: "Feng Feiyun has changed since last night. Who did he come into contact with yesterday?
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The slave thought for a moment, then suddenly his expression changed and he said: "Miss Luo family, Luo Yu'er. I heard that a strange thing happened yesterday. Master Feng actually invited Dr. Wang from Gushantang to treat old man Luo's injury, and he also
Miraculously, he did not use force on the young lady of the Luo family. Could it be that Luo Yu'er influenced Master Feng and made him turn back?"
"Influenced by a woman, the prodigal son turned back, Luo Yu'er!" Feng Suiyu said softly, and then said: "Interesting, interesting! You go to Boss Wu and leave this matter to him! Feng Feiyun actually learned it too.
If you don’t care about women, then let’s find someone who doesn’t care about women. Haha!”
"If Luo Yu'er meets Boss Wu, the delicate flowers will be destroyed and the young leaves will be ravaged! Gah!" The slave smiled evilly, knowing that Boss Wu was too familiar with Luo Yu'er. This little lady, Luo Yu'er, is doomed this time.
"哓哓! It's so easy to turn back the prodigal son!"
Feng Suiyu withdrew his gaze, opened the book in his hand to a new page, and began to study it seriously.
On the cover of the book are written the three characters "Plum in the Jade Ping"!
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In the next three days, the always bohemian Master Feng never left the gate of Feng Mansion. He studied the art of war with Military Master Ge during the day and practiced the "Immortal Phoenix Body" after nightfall.
Today, Master Feng seems to have changed into a completely different person, leaving many slaves and maids unable to guess what is going on.
After three days of practice, the blood in Feng Feiyun's body became extremely strong, the blood was as red as fire, the blood flowed faster, and the strength of the body was many times stronger than before.
"boom!"
Traces of white spiritual energy are born in the blood and flow into the Dantian, endlessly, just like a trickling river pouring water into the sea.
This is "spiritual guidance"!
"I finally succeeded in cultivating the first level of blood exchange and gave birth to the spiritual guidance. Now I have reached the early stage of spiritual guidance."
Blood transfusion is divided into four levels: in the first level, the blood is pure and as red as fire.
At the second level, the blood is boiling and it is as dark as ink.
At the third level, the blood is flowing and golden light is shining.
At the fourth level, the blood returns to its original state and becomes its true color again.
The color of blood will change four times: red, jet black, gold, and true color.
Feng Feiyun is now at the first level, and the purity of his blood has increased and turned red.
Spiritual energy was bred in his body, and Feng Feiyun couldn't wait to use this spiritual weapon to activate the spiritual boat in the palm of his right hand.
But what disappointed him was that the faint boat shadow in the palm of his hand did not react at all. The spiritual energy flowing into his palm was like a stone sinking into the sea, without causing any ripples.
"It seems that if you want to activate this spiritual boat, you need a huge amount of spiritual energy to support it. The Holy Spirit vessel cannot be judged by common sense."
Feng Feiyun is not discouraged. It would be abnormal if he could control the Holy Spirit vessel with just a trace of spiritual energy.
All in all, Feng Feiyun was in a good mood as he set foot on the path of cultivating immortality again. A white spiritual light appeared between his fingers. When he pointed out, a small hole was made in the wall.
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun directly crushed a white porcelain tea cup with his palm, turning it into white powder.
Although he has only reached the early stage of spiritual guidance, his combat ability is comparable to that of martial arts masters, or even one point better.
"Haha! Feng Ping, has the bath water been boiled?" Feng Feiyun opened the door and called to a slave guarding outside.
"It has been prepared for a long time, Xiaolan, Xiaoqing, hurry up and serve the young master to bathe and change clothes." The domestic slave named Feng Ping urged repeatedly, and then asked with a smile: "Master, what are you so happy about today?"
The two maids had poured hot water into the oak barrels and sprinkled it on a basket of red petals. White mist was steaming and heat waves were spreading.
"You have nothing to do with this. I will go out with the young master later. I want to buy a good weapon. Which weapons shop in Lingzhou City can buy a good weapon?"
Feng Feiyun has now reached the early stage of spiritual guidance, and his arm strength is hundreds of kilograms. But if he really fights with others, a good weapon can increase his combat power a lot.
He didn't expect to be able to buy a spiritual weapon-level weapon in Lingzhou City, but if he could buy a weapon, it would be enough for him to use now.
When Feng Ping heard this, he was immediately overjoyed. He and Feng An, the two dog slaves, had been holding themselves back for the past few days. If Master Feng did not leave the house, they would not dare to leave the house.
Today, Master Feng’s interest is finally back!
They can follow Master Feng again, pretending to be powerful and domineering.
Being able to sneak into the position of Master Feng's slave is also a decent thing.
"Reporting to the young master, there are three large weapon shops in Lingzhou City, but if you want to buy the best magic weapons, I'm afraid the only one is Yingoufang." Feng Ping said.
"Why is it that only Yingoufang has the best magic weapons?" Feng Feiyun lay comfortably in the tub, with a maid helping him rub his back.
"Yingoufang is amazing. The business is huge. It is the property of the Yingou family, one of the four major families of the Shenmu Dynasty. There are tens of thousands of branches in the entire Shenmu Dynasty, spread across every ancient city. If you can afford it,
The price is such that you can even buy spiritual weapons.”
"It's so powerful that you have to buy all the spiritual weapons. It seems that the Silver Hook family is not an easy one!"
Spiritual weapons are absolutely rare in the human kingdom. Even the lowest-grade spiritual weapons are extremely rare and are worth more than ten cities.
Spiritual weapons are psychic treasures that transcend the ordinary world and can produce spirituality. They are not comparable to ordinary treasures.
"None of the four major families is simple. They control almost half of the power and wealth of the Shenmu Dynasty. They are simply four behemoths."
"Okay, let's go to Yingoufang!" Feng Feiyun said.
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