Chapter 31 Different

Tang Pang was so excited that he almost jumped up. He turned around and looked at the men who were chopping wood and said, "Hey, everyone came to learn kung fu. Brother Lin Feng taught us Songhe Wanshouquan and Hu Xiaoshanhequan. Come on, come on..."

After talking to everyone for a while, Lin Feng finally knew that he could not learn martial arts before becoming a disciple of Yuhuamen. Songhe Wanshouquan and Huxiaoshanhequan happened to be the introductory boxing skills of the disciples of Yuhuamen. If you want to become an outer disciple of Yuhuamen, if you have nothing to do with it, then you must at least Only when you are proficient in one of the sets of boxing skills can you have the opportunity to win the ranking in the 50-year disciple qualification competition. Tang Pang and these people came up the mountain to do hard work. There are no less than 100,000 people like them here, so no one will spend time teaching them boxing, and no one will notice them.

Lin Feng patiently taught these people. In just one day, Lin Feng's image suddenly became taller in the eyes of these people. He didn't have to cut down any firewood. When it came to dinner, everyone divided him a little, which was enough for 1,500 catties.

Chang Bo was very puzzled when he saw that Lin Feng was not red-faced and completed the task. He looked at Lin Feng sitting at the dining table, with his legs up and eating in a good way. He had to blow his nose and stare at him.

Suddenly, Chang Bo saw Lin Feng's dragon sword across his back, but the dragon sword was wrapped in layers of cotton cloth. Therefore, he couldn't see what it was for a moment, so he asked, "What's on his back? Take it here."

Lin Feng was stunned, and his chopsticks almost didn't fall off.

Chang Bo saw it in his eyes and suddenly became more interested in what was on Lin Feng's back, so he said, "Take it over and have a look. You can't use other weapons except axes and palms to cut firewood."

At this time, Lin Feng's heart was churning. He thought for a moment and raised it so that if he didn't show him the dragon sword, it would make him more suspicious. Lin Feng wanted to decisively untie the dragon sword, pretended not to care about it, and threw the dragon sword out, and said, "Don't laugh after reading it." Lin Feng said and began to eat again.

Chang Bo untied the layers of cotton cloth and saw a rusty iron sword. He couldn't help frowning and quickly throwing it to Lin Feng and said, "Is the broken copper and iron worth carrying on your body like this? Be careful that if you are seen, you will lose our Yuxufeng's face.

Lin Feng took the sword and secretly said that it was really a straw bag. Then his face became serious. He wrapped the dragon sword again and said, "You won't understand. This is the first gift my first love gave me..." Lin Feng said and exhaled, "It's also the last one."

Chang Bo has been staying in the Yuhua Gate for hundreds of years. Naturally, he doesn't understand the world's human feelings. He asked curiously, "Why is this?"

Lin Feng's eyes closed slightly, and after a long time, she said, "Because, because she has... died..."

Chang Bo was silent and said, "Oh... So you came to Yuhua Gate."

Lin Feng clenched her fist tightly and said, "She was killed by a bad person. I went to Yuhuamen just to learn how to avenge her."

Chang Bo smiled, and his eyes narrowed into a line. After laughing, he stood up and walked to Lin Feng and said, "I have seen a lot of young people like you. Ask them, they were not full of ambition when they went up the mountain... What about now? Haha... If you don't have power or power, you'd better die, chop your firewood at ease, live for hundreds of years, and then turn into a loess like everyone else..."

Lin Feng immediately stood up and looked straight at Chang Bo and said, "You can say that I have no power, but you can't predict my future. Besides, it's up to you to decide whether there is power or not..."

Chang Bo shook his body and walked out of the canteen. As he walked, he said slowly, "Any powerful person who comes to Yuhua Gate will not report to the top of the mountain. Those people are directly become the disciples of the outer door of our Yuhua Gate. You... There is no chance... After eating, go to rest quickly. There is still work to do tomorrow... Chang Bo's voice had become rustling and finally disappeared into Lin Feng's ears.

Lin Feng sat down again. He picked up his chopsticks, and a spark suddenly rose in his eyes. His left hand grasped the rice bowl tightly. Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and the rice bowl suddenly broke, and the freshly filled bowl of rice was spilled down.

Seeing this situation, Tang Pang hurried over to comfort him and said, "Mr. Feng, don't think too much. You know a lot. In fact, there is still a chance. Every 50 years, Yuhuamen will give us the opportunity to be selected by an outer disciple who is a slave. I'll calculate it. You are so lucky that you just caught up with the qualification of next year's outer disciple. As long as you can get into the top 100 at the conference, you will have the opportunity to become an outer disciple of Yuhuamen. At that time, you don't have to eat this kind of miscellaneous grain.

Lin Feng's eyes lit up, looked up at Tang Pang and asked, "Are you in the top 100?"

Tang Pang nodded and said, "As long as you get into the top 100 among all the servants, you are qualified to become an outside disciple."

Lin Feng clenched his fist tightly and said, "When will it be next year?"

Tang Pang thought for a moment and said, "It seems to be May... Yes... It's May. It's July now. After a while, the announcement will be posted. Pay attention to it then."

Lin Feng calculated the time, stood up and said, "Okay, in May next year, the young master will wait for another year. Yuhuamen, I will definitely go in..." He turned to the accommodation department.

Half a year has passed in a flash. Now Lin Feng has been able to cut firewood with a pair of meat palms like everyone else, and can easily complete the task without the help of others.

The speed of his progress shocked everyone here. It took these people hundreds of years to achieve the effect, while Lin Feng only took half a year.

Not long after the end of the New Year, one day.

Chang Bo sat in the rocking chair in the yard and swayed leisurely and said, "Oh, it's another year."

Lin Feng leaned on the haystack next to Changbo, looked at the white clouds in the sky and said, "Changbo, how many years have you been here?"

Chang Bo shook his head and said, "Oh, I don't remember. All I know is that I was only 20 years old when I entered the Yuhua Gate. Like you, I was full of ambitions... Hey, now, I'm old, old..."

Lin Feng was silent and leaned against the haystack without saying a word.

For a long time, Uncle Chang said, "Are you here today just to chat with me?"

Lin Feng's eyes rotated and said, "Do you think I, Lin Feng, am such a waste of time?"

Uncle Chang still looked leisurely, as if everything in the world was no longer related to him. He said, "It's really refreshing. When I saw you on the first day, I found that you were different. Say it."

A faint smile appeared on Lin Feng's face and said, "I want to discuss something with you..."

Before Lin Feng said anything, the corners of Chang Bo's mouth also moved slightly and interrupted, "About the upgrade of slaves to outer disciples?"

Lin Feng smiled and said, "It's really refreshing. You know it before I open my mouth. It's really extraordinary."

Chang Bo smiled and said no. He was still swaying back and forth in the rocking chair.

Suddenly, Chang Bo's body flew out with the shaking of the rocking chair, turned back in the air, and attacked Lin Feng with a crane dance for nine days.

Seeing this, Lin Feng did not panic. He leaned against the ground and slid forward. Before Uncle Chang approached him, he rushed behind Uncle Chang. With a swirling, his whole body bounced from the ground, and the tiger and crane came out of the air and came straight to Uncle Chang's back.

When Lin Feng was about to get close to Chang Bo's back, the clothes on Chang Bo's back shook, and a powerful force rose from Chang Bo's back and came straight to Lin Feng.

Before Lin Feng's fist approached Uncle Chang, his body suddenly rushed back with this momentum. He turned his body in the air and swept back five feet away before he stood down.

Chang Bo looked back at Lin Feng, who was five feet away. He nodded and smiled and said, "Yes, in half a year, you can be promoted from four-fold rigid and soft to eight-fold bravery. It seems that you have done a lot of hard work, and you can also integrate Songhe Wanshouquan and Huxiaoshanhequan so perfectly. You are the first one."

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Thank you, Chang Bo, for your praise."

Uncle Chang exhaled and returned to his rocking chair again. He began to shake leisurely and sighed as he shook, "You... It's really a little different. It's really a talent coming out... Go ahead, that's where you want... Hey... I'm old... The world will be yours in the future..." < /P>