fictionpage Chapter 262
Chapter 262
It's not difficult for the old man to be so indifferent to life, but this little girl named Zheng Weiwei has such a state, which makes Ye Feng admire her very much!
Ye Feng said with a smile, "if you come to Yicheng some other day, I'll introduce you to a person. You two must say so."
He suddenly felt that the little girl should be quite matched with Shen mianer's grandfather Shen Xingguo. Shen Xingguo often reads some philosophy books, which are theoretical, while Zheng Weiwei is extremely gifted and belongs to the natural school. When she is old and young, she should have a spark of thought!
"Cough..."
At this time, there was a slight cough in the bedroom. They ran to have a look. Li Wentong, who was lying on the bed, seemed to have almost recovered, and the bruise on his shoulder was also slowly dissipated.
Ye Feng with breath in his body feel for a while, has been much better. The strength that lingers on the left shoulder has gone away. With Li Wentong's breath, a strong force has penetrated the depressed meridians on the left shoulder. Except that the bone has not grown well, it is almost over.
However, the so-called broken bones and muscles for 100 days, even if the dark strength of the great master of Chinese martial arts, such as broken bones and injuries not more than half a month, I am afraid it is difficult to ease.
Ye Feng waves the silver needle on Li Wentong's shoulder. After all, acupuncture is used to activate and block the meridians. Now that it has recovered, it is not appropriate to block the meridians again.
After Ye Feng took back the silver needle, Li Wentong's frowning brow gradually spread out. Breathing smoothly, the face is no longer the kind of abnormal gray cyan.
"Wow, doctor, you are so good!" Looking at the person lying on the bed, even ordinary people like Zheng Weiwei know that he should have no problem.
"I'm not a doctor, actually!" Ye Feng scratched his head and said, "I'm blind. I don't know much about it." In fact, it's also true. He doesn't really have many injuries. The injuries are better. He has practiced dressing and stitching himself on the battlefield, but he hasn't practiced. Seeing how other people do it, he has almost recovered. Is it the internal injury? In addition to using his internal breathing to sweep into other people's bodies, the other
eyes are black.
In fact, Ye Feng didn't know that this kind of ability was already incomparable. In the past, the so-called Qigong treatment was just at this level.
"You are modest! Come and see if there is anything wrong with me
Listen to Ye Feng say so, the girl quickly rolled up her sleeve, showed her white wrist to him, two big eyes narrowed into a lovely crescent look at her.
It is estimated that people have this novelty. When they see a fortune teller, they want to do their own calculations. When they see a doctor, they want him to check.
Ye Feng finds that her immunity to the smile of a beautiful girl is getting lower and lower. Seeing Zheng Weiwei's expectant look on her face, she puts her hand on the girl's thin white wrist.
With the gradual exploration of inner breathing, the girl suddenly couldn't help giggling and struggling. "Doctor, do you have a bug in your hand? I feel itchy!"
Looking at the girl can't stand the way, Ye Feng directly released the fingers on her wrist, the girl's body is very good, should be said to be unexpectedly good.
And in her meridians, there has been a faint inner strength slowly formed. I believe that if we study hard, maybe in two years, we can enter the threshold of dark strength.
If you know the threshold to enter the dark force, you can be called a master of Chinese martial arts. It was only in these three or five years that you felt the spirit of dark force.
And Zheng Weiwei looks like she's only 17 or 18 years old! A 17-year-old master of Chinese culture It's hard to imagine.
Ye Feng had always felt that he was extremely gifted. After all, he had never seen a few better than himself in recent years after he came to Yicheng.
But it's a shame to see this little girl. Not to mention Zheng Weiwei, it's Li Wengang who is lying on the bed. He is also a young man and has achieved great success in secret. The real Chinese martial arts world is crouching tiger, hidden dragon!
In fact, Ye Feng's view is self abasement. China has a large population, and there are countless Chinese and foreign experts in the field of traditional Chinese arts. However, few of them can practice dark power and become masters. After all, Zheng Weiwei, who has internal information but has no systematic contact with foreign Kung Fu, can't be called "master".
Generally speaking, people like Guo Tan and Li Wentong have their own heritage of traditional Chinese culture to become masters.
And this is the end of a lot of people's voice, and those who can rush from master dark strength to master Hua Jin are all the most gifted ones. Just this, the proportion is not one in ten.
Otherwise, Guo Tan would not say that there are only a few Huajin masters in China.
In fact, there are more Huajin masters in the inheritance of Chinese martial arts in the dark than in the surface. After all, Chinese martial arts have a long history, and not everyone likes to stand in the surface.
However, it's impossible to rush from strength to innate. Apart from talent, it's impossible to have great luck.
Ye Feng's luck can be described as bursting. He unconsciously gets Liu Qianqian's innate Yuan Yin, which is the only one in ten thousand. In addition, he is driven into his body by Guo Tan, a powerful master of Huajin, so that he can break through the congenital level at one stroke.There is no such thing as "have move" or "have no move" for the experts at the innate level. It's really two fingers and a bunch of them is a sword Qi, and a split of two palms is a sword Qi.
It's just that Ye Feng, like Zheng Weiwei, hasn't gone through systematic cultivation of traditional Chinese culture, so he can't exert his due influence. Otherwise, the congenital realm can be called the existence of land gods, and Feng Haoyu will not bring a few mercenaries into the mountains.
"Who taught you Kung Fu?" Ye Feng released the girl's hand and asked,
ZHENG Weiwei took back her arm and gently shook it and asked, "how do you know I know kung fu?"
"When you grabbed me with your hand just now, you had enough strength. You should have practiced it!"
"Brother Wen Gang taught me. He gets up every morning to practice martial arts, and then I follow him to learn. It's boring anyway, but if he doesn't, I'll learn those moves. He only teaches me how to breathe when I sleep at night, how to breathe when I exercise and so on."
"Boring..." Hearing the girl's words, Ye Feng shakes her head with a bitter smile, which makes many foreign experts envious. Zheng Weiwei only practices it to kill boredom.
Really should be that sentence, no talent, even if the best effort, it is better to have a talent to do it casually.
"He's right not to let you learn." If you stop the girl, Ye Feng nods. Li Wengang's foreign Kung Fu is really not suitable for girls to practice. It's ok if you exercise casually. If you exercise your inner strength, men and women will have different physiology after all. When a girl practices Baji, she will feel depressed when she walks with her inner breath, which is not good for her health.
"Is this Li Wengang from wangnao village?" Ye Feng looked at the person lying in the bedroom and asked. After all, it was hard for him to imagine that there was a master of traditional Chinese culture hidden in a casual little village. What's more, Li Wengang once said that his ancestors were Li Tongchen, the great master of Chinese culture in the Republic of China.