Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Han Feng has been in the handyman circle No. 7 for half a month. Ever since the first day he came here to try to establish his power over Luo Qi, no one had dared to look at him anymore. Everyone was polite. Even the rebellious Luo Qi swallowed his anger and did not dare to be arrogant. Of course, the main thing was It was because his injury had not healed that he dared not speak out in anger.
In the past half month, apart from carrying thirty loads of water to the kitchen room in the outer gate area more than ten miles away every day during the day, Han Feng spent his nights practicing martial arts and absorbing the spiritual energy circulation and body tempering provided by the stone house's spirit gathering talisman array.
It was time to activate the spirit-gathering talisman array in the stone house. Han Feng sat cross-legged on the stone bed, concentrating on inhaling and exhaling. An hour passed quickly. He opened his eyes, with a look of helplessness on his face.
He still couldn't condense a trace of true energy!
He sighed secretly, stood up, and suddenly remembered something. He turned around and glanced at Luo Qi's bed, but he was nowhere to be seen. Luo Qi had been out for the past two nights, and it was unknown what conspiracy he was hatching.
"Forget it, when the soldiers come, they will cover up the water and the earth!" Han Feng has always paid attention to Luo Qi's behavior, knowing in his heart that he will not give up so easily, and is always on guard, but he still has many methods to use, naturally He is not afraid of clowns like Luo Qi either.
Nothing happened all night.
Early the next morning, when it was dark, Han Feng got up and went to the utility room next to the stone house to take out his two large buckets of 100 kilograms. He left as fast as he could, but did not go down the mountain. Instead, he walked back. Mountain ran away.
It turned out that he took advantage of a short period of time when the rising sun came to the back mountain to absorb the most vigorous spiritual energy in the world. This was also his habit of getting up early. On the third day after arriving here, he accidentally walked and found someone in the back mountain. The spiritual energy in the sunny position is rich. Although it is not as good as the total amount gathered by the spirit gathering talisman array, it is far better for him to absorb alone than absorbing the spiritual energy divided by everyone in the stone house. Every morning is equivalent to three or four nights of hard training. .
More than half an hour later, Han Feng opened his eyes, stood up, and slowly practiced Qi Condensing Baguazhang under the rays of the morning sun. As he moved his hands, circles came out one after another, and the remaining spiritual energy of heaven and earth here was constantly being absorbed. He gathered his hands together, emitting a faint light, as charming as water.
This move is called Pushing Qi Palm!
"Huh..." Han Feng suddenly pushed out his palms. The clear light was swaying, and his power was released. Suddenly, a strong wind blew forward. A big tree in front made a roar, branches broke, and fallen leaves flew.
"It's a pity that only the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is strong enough to achieve this move." Han Feng was a little helpless. If he condensed his true energy and advanced to the Qi Tibetan realm, he would be able to maintain this kind of combat at all times without relying on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from outside. Stronger.
Han Feng took a deep breath, calmed down, carried two wooden buckets, and ran down the mountain. In less than half an hour, he came to a pool more than ten miles away. It was a hundred feet square and crystal clear. He randomly loaded two buckets of water and went there. Two miles away, I ran to Kitchen Room No. 7 in the northern outer gate area. Even if I ran away, the water in the bucket was as calm as a mirror, without any splashing.
In less than a quarter of an hour, he entered the outer gate area, turned around and arrived at a complex of buildings covering an area of dozens of acres. He poured the water into a large pool with familiarity, which had its own talisman array. The water was sterilized and filtered without him having to think too much. He turned around and walked back. He had to hurry up and complete today's task. Of course, this process requires the deacon disciples in the supervisor's room to register his number.
In fact, not only is it the easiest to add water to the Kitchen Room in the outer gate area, but it also has a small bonus, that is, you can enjoy lunch from the Kitchen Room No. 7 in the outer door area in the north, even though you are just following the handyman disciples of the Kitchen Room No. 7 Even though we have a shared meal together, there are many more spiritual materials from heaven and earth than the kitchen room of the No. 7 handyman circle, such as purple blood ginseng, black ganoderma, three green rehmannia glutinosa, etc. Even if it is just leftovers, it is still a great supplement. Originally, this position belonged to Luo Qi, but since he was bedridden for half a month, Han Feng naturally took his place. As for him now that he has basically recovered, he can only refill the kitchen of the No. 7 handyman circle. The benefits are far from enough.
Of course, Han Feng, who had been in the outer gate area, naturally didn't care about this small benefit, but it was better than nothing. It was also a good thing to replenish his body that he had been practicing day and night recently. In addition, the spiritual energy in the outer sect area is also much abundant. Staying there for a long time is also very beneficial to cultivation. This is also a major benefit for those deacon disciples.
After lunch, Han Feng worked hard and finished the remaining fifteen buckets of water in just over an hour. But at this time, the sun was setting, dusk was approaching, and orange-red clouds appeared in the sky, which was beautiful.
Han Feng walked towards the handyman circle No. 7. His footsteps were rhythmic with his breathing, as if there was something mysterious about it. His speed was surprisingly fast, and in a blink of an eye, a few feet had passed.
This is the Yunfeng Footwork that Han Hao taught him last year. Of course, it is only the first three levels. However, after one year of practice, he only got a glimpse of the door and mastered the first level.
"Junior Brother Han, have you completed the mission?" Suddenly, a voice came from the front left.
Han Feng stopped quickly and was slightly shocked. He didn't expect that he didn't notice his arrival. The owner of this voice is Monkey Sun. Through this period of contact, Han Feng also learned that this person is called Sun Qiang, and he is one of the three strongest people in the No. 7 handyman circle. However, the other two are not good at managing things. On the contrary, he is quite versatile, so some The arrangement of chores was left to him.
Han Feng cupped his fists and saluted, and said with a slight smile: "Haha, Senior Brother Sun, why are you here again? Could it be that you went fishing at Tanbian again?"
Sun Qiang also politely returned the gesture with his fists raised, nodded, and said melancholy: "Yeah, what else can I do if I don't fish? I've been stuck in a bottleneck for three or four years, and I'm not as hopeful as you, my junior brother." !" As he said that, he looked at Han Feng with his eyes wide open.
"Haha, senior brother, you are being humble. You are only twenty years old, so you have many opportunities." Han Feng said with a haha.
"Hey, let's not talk about it anymore." Sun Qiang sighed, turned his eyes, and then said: "I caught a few big fish today. It's delicious to grill and eat. I can also have a drink with you, please." It’s better to meet by chance and let’s go!”
Han Feng saw that his expression didn't look fake, and he didn't want to really offend this person. To become the leader of the No. 7 handyman circle, in addition to his own strength, he must have someone above him to take care of him, otherwise he would not be able to sit firmly. So he didn't refuse and agreed immediately.
Sun Qiang laughed, praised Han Feng for his refreshing attitude, and led Han Feng towards Qingshui Tan.
Qingshui Tan is located in a valley, not far from the still water pool where Han Feng went to fetch water during the day. The two of them crossed a mountain peak and arrived at the edge of the pool.
A bonfire has been lit beside the pool, and the fire is shining brightly, reflecting the surface of the pool beautifully.
But there were two people standing next to the fire, one was handsome and the other was as strong as an ox. Suddenly it was Luo Qi who had recovered from a serious injury. At this moment, he was looking at Han Feng with a sneer.
Han Feng's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he was about to turn around and ask Sun Qiang what he meant, but a blast of arrows was already coming, and he quickly ducked to avoid it. But before he could stand upright, Sun Qiang had already used his boxing skills to attack with fist shadows all over the sky, and the wind of the boxing was overwhelming.
Rolling Stone Punch!
Han Feng was shocked. He recognized Sun Qiang's boxing skills, and he had already reached the state of great success. He had the artistic conception of a rolling stone. If it was not interrupted, the attack would become more and more fierce until it swallowed him up.
Han Feng took a deep breath, lay down on the ground, and moved his hands in circles. He moved his Qi Condensing Bagua Palm to dissolve the fist shadows that were all over the sky one by one. Then he gathered his momentum and pushed, and a powerful force surged. When he came out, he directly knocked away Sun Qiang who was attacking.
Han Feng took the opportunity to bend his legs and stand upright. His eyes were as bright as lightning. He ducked sideways to avoid Luo Qi's sudden hammer attack.
"Sun Qiang, what do you mean, do you want to kill me? Don't forget that our sect is forbidden from killing each other!" Han Feng roared.
"Hehe, we were just sparring in martial arts by the Qingshui Pond, and I accidentally beat you to death. The people in the supervisor's room can't say anything else, so just go ahead with peace of mind!" Luo Qi sneered again and again, swinging his hammers to hit you. Han Feng.
Han Feng quickly used Qi Condensing Baguazhang to divert his hammers away. He was about to kill the opponent with one blow, but then he realized that the concentration of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here was extremely thin at this moment, and it was impossible for him to really use the Pushing Palm. The power. At the same time, the handsome young man rushed towards him with a sword. His sword skills were so aggressive that he did not dare to take any risks, so he had to push Luo Qi away, dodging left and right to avoid the sword strikes of the handsome young man. The opponent's sword technique is called flowing water sword technique, which has the same continuous artistic conception as Rolling Stone Fist. What's worse is that after Sun Qiang stabilized his body on the outside, he also joined the fight again. In an instant, Han Feng's pressure increased sharply. After fighting for several quarters of an hour, Han Feng was already stained with blood, and his coat was scratched or scratched out. There were more than a dozen holes, and blood was flowing out. Fortunately, he had a strong constitution, and the bleeding stopped on its own after just a short while. The three opponents were not having a hard time, and all of them were injured, especially Luo Qi, who had his hands lowered. His shoulders were hit several times by Han Feng's aimed palms, and his shoulder blades were destroyed, and he no longer had the strength to fight. If Han Feng hadn't been afraid of the elusive sword of that handsome young man, Luo Qi might have had no choice but to lie down forever.
Sun Qiang watched Han Feng evade the attacks of the three of them several times, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious. If someone from above had not ordered to get rid of Han Feng, and the reward was extremely generous, he would not have wanted to get involved in this muddy water. Especially when he saw Han Feng acting like an unkillable cockroach, he became even more anxious. If he didn't die, he would probably die himself. After all, as Han Feng said, even if his adoptive father Han Hao passed away. , but Han Hao’s friends will not let others slaughter Han Feng. Once what happened tonight is exposed, he will only die.
"Only by killing this kid can I have a way out, otherwise I will die anyway!" Thinking of this, Sun Qiang stopped hiding, abandoned his defense, and used his Rolling Stone Fist with all his strength. The shadow of the fist in the sky immediately enveloped Han Feng.
The handsome young man was a leader in another circle of handyman disciples in the north. He also had a heavy responsibility. Seeing Sun Qiang's outburst, he also gave a loud shout and threw himself into attacking Han Feng.
