Chapter 108 Belt

Han Yan scratched her head and said shyly, young master, it's Uncle Ma. He also wants to learn some skills from you to protect himself.

Han Feng laughed. Isn't this a small thing? Why are you still so hesitant? Then Han Yan said happily, and the young master agreed? Han Feng nodded with a smile. The former suddenly became in full bloom, jumped three feet and said loudly, I'll call him. Han Feng was about to speak, but he had rushed out of the door. Only Han Feng was left to shake his head and smile bitterly. In fact, Han Feng has long intended to pass some martial arts to the two of them for self-defense, but he has never found a chance. Now, the two of them have proposed it themselves, and he just pushed the boat along the water...

You should know that in the Xuanhuang Dynasty, every sect's own martial arts were self-debroomed and refused to pass them on to the world. Therefore, it also caused the decline of martial arts in the Xuanhuang Dynasty to a certain extent...

In a short time, Han Yan had already rushed in with Uncle Ma with a smile on his face. Han Feng sat in the spacious teacher's chair and looked at the two excited people. He raised his hand to stop Uncle Ma's grateful words. It's good to learn from my kung fu, but I have a few words to say before. The two of them put up their ears, listened attentively, and looked at Han Feng with bright eyes.

Han Feng raised his hand and handed the tea to his mouth and took a sip. His face was a little serious and said, "First of all, I can't pass on the martial arts of the Qingcheng School to you for the time being. If necessary, I have to ask Qingcheng to teach it. The martial arts I passed on to you are some martial arts that are suitable for you to practice now. Secondly, although I pass on your martial arts, it is not your master. I just want to point out that whether to further pass on deep-level martial arts depends on the understanding of both of you. Finally, to learn my martial arts, I must abide by my martial arts. He looked up at the two people who were listening attentively and said, nothing else, as long as they are worthy of their kindness...

Can you agree? Han Feng turned his head and looked at the two, and the majesty in his eyes made them feel awe. In fact, he has a thorough understanding of the hearts of these two people for a long time. Now this is just another emphasis. So that the two of them could have a warning... Seeing that both of them solemnly focused their heads, Han Feng relaxed his face.

After a pause, Han Feng said again, now let me pass on some kung fu. As soon as he turned his hand, he took out two sheepskin books from the Xumi bag and gave them to them respectively. A trace of difficulty appeared on her face. After thinking for a moment, she said that Han Yan was still young. Under my guidance, she could just practice step by step. It's just that Uncle Ma, you are a little troublesome... Just now, he explored the two with his divine consciousness. Han Yan belongs to the middle and upper posture of martial arts, and there are still many potentials to dig. Although Uncle Ma's qualifications are a little poor, he can still practice some suitable martial arts...

Uncle Ma looked at him in panic. Han Feng looked at this simple middle-aged man and smiled. It eased the tense atmosphere. Then, you are a little older, but you can't be in a hurry. Uncle Ma heard the meaning of Han Feng's words and said with a simple smile. It's already a great favor that the young master can teach me some kung fu. How can Lao Ma ask for more? I don't know how thick the sky is...

Han Feng picked up the celadon teacup in his hand, drank the rest of the tea, and smiled and said that there was nothing he could do. If you find a suitable medicine, I will cut your hair and wash your marrow, so that you will not be with others... Lao Ma hurriedly thanked Han Feng happily. He can only have some shallow fists and feet, which is not a martial arts in the strict sense, right This noun doesn't know much about... cutting hair and washing marrow? Han Yan thought she heard it wrong and looked at Han Feng with wide eyes. He has been with Lord Han Boping for a long time and has some insight. I didn't expect to hear this noun that can only be heard in legend from the young master today. The worship of Han Feng in my heart has been thrown into the ground, shocking...

The sheepskin book handed by Han Feng to the two is not the same. Han Yan's hand is a fist and foot kung fu, called Ben Lei Fist. However, Uncle Ma's hand is a skill to nourish qi, which absorbs the power of heaven and earth to warm the meridians of his whole body... are all relatively low-level skills. This is written by Han Feng according to the actual situation of the two and some knowledge he has learned. With his current understanding, he has been able to create some low-level skills...

Since then, Han Feng has had another job, guiding Han Yan and her to practice every day... The business of the fragranceless restaurant has also been suspended. Then Han Yan and the two of them have made rapid progress.

In a blink of an eye, January's kung fu passed quickly. Under his **, Han Yan's thunder boxing has been practiced well and displayed, and her fists have been vigorous. It should have been calculated that the doorway of refining the body should have been touched. However, Uncle Ma's progress is slower, but he can also progress step by step... Uncle Ma is easy-going and not so competitive in martial arts practice. Instead, he meets the essentials of practicing qi. He is also a mellow person and will not be lazy and slippery, so he practices diligently every day and makes great progress in the future...

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The night is getting warmer.

A fragrance-free restaurant that has been closed.

Han Yan and Uncle Ma in the front yard are still practicing the martial arts handed down to them by Han Feng, but the backyard is shrouded in a gray fog. They can't see what's inside. Obviously, what array has been arranged. The sound and light are tightly covered inside. This is exactly a formation that Han Feng learned from many magic arrays of the "Black General" - mixed array. Use the strange arrangement to disrupt the power of heaven and earth to form an independent small world. Although its effect is not as good as the boundary, it is also a relatively advanced array.

In the gray array, it is delicate. A golden flower blooms above Liang Yu in the house. A cyan petal has appeared on the edge of the golden flower. The two-color petals make the whole flower more beautiful, and the precious spirit is solemn and gorgeous. Han Feng closed his eyes tightly, and the original force flowing in the air was like the sound of water flowing. The surging Yuanli water flowed directly from the air to Han Feng's body. At this moment, his spiritual power ** has reached the extreme, and the insects and ants within dozens of miles around him are all in his ears...

"Knives."

A voice came out, but it was Han Feng's belly. The vision between heaven and earth is sudden, and the two-color Yuanli flowers in the air seem to feel the flow of Han Feng's air machine. A golden ghost knife suddenly took shape. As soon as the huge golden power knife moved in the air, the wind in the air sprouted. In the loud noise, there was already a big hole a foot deep on the ground. However, the huge golden ghost knife also turned into countless golden halves and slowly dispersed...

Han Feng slowly opened his eyes, and a golden light like an entity came out of his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant. He was also like an ordinary person... Gently opened his lips, and Han Feng muttered to himself. It seemed that he was still a little weak. He turned his eyes to the big pit that appeared on the ground out of thin air and smiled bitterly. It seemed that it was too small here. If the momentum was a little louder, the restaurant seemed to be completely finished. It seems that we have to find some ways in the future...

While thinking, Han Feng suddenly reached into his arms and took out a bright thing from the Xumi bag for a moment. But it was the bundle of fairy rope that was snatched from the demons on the fallen soul mountain the day before yesterday. The mark of the demon's consciousness has been completely erased by him. The bundle of fairy rope gave off a golden light in his hand. Looking at it carefully, there were many complex patterns on the rope, and the length was only a few feet long. The little finger is thick and thin at a glance, which can be used as a whip or as something. Han Feng narrowed his eyes, and a strange idea suddenly came to his mind. It seemed that he could make a good belt...

With a thought, Han Feng pinched his middle finger, and a drop of red blood fell down and penetrated into the bundle of fairy rope. In an instant, he actually felt that he had a blood connection with the bundle of fairy rope... From now on, the fairy rope has belonged to Han Feng. Han Feng released his consciousness and entered the bundle of fairy rope. With about half a cup of tea, a smile appeared on his handsome face. The information in the bundle of fairy rope has entered his mind. The use of string is not very complicated, but just a simple spell. And it can be upgraded with the improvement of the user's realm... It's just what kind of realm this bundle of fairy rope can reach, because his skill is still shallow, but he can't figure it out at his current level...

"Wuwu Xun..."

A strange spell flowed out of Han Feng's mouth, with the word "ji", and the brilliance in the air suddenly lit up. The bundle of fairy rope had appeared straight in the air, as if it had come back to life, hovering and flying in the air like a dragon... Han Feng pointed to the finger, and the golden snake-like string of fairy rope had disappeared. Lost in the air. When it reappeared, the pillar in the house had been firmly tied. Moreover, the rope seems to be much thicker.

After casually trying several times, the bundle of fairy rope was really like an arm and finger, which was extremely magical, especially three points more flexible than in the hands of a demonist... Han Feng felt that as long as it was under his spiritual control, the bundle of fairy rope could bind almost everything.

"hehe."

Han Feng couldn't help but giggle, reached out and scratched his nose, and his eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed that this was a shortcut to success by getting something from the enemy... As soon as his heart moved, the bundle of fairy rope suddenly disappeared into the air, but there was a bright thing in his waist, which was the fairy rope. . He really used it as a belt, but it was blocked by clothes and others couldn't see it...

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After a lot of tossing, Han Feng was also a little tired. Just as he was about to collect his work, suddenly something faintly came from the night wind... Han Feng's nose moved, and there seemed to be a strange smell in the air... He faintly felt something calling him in the distance, as if a big hammer hit his heart... Han Feng's body had disappeared as soon as his mind moved. In the house, it was extremely strange.