Not long after her mother Yan Xiaoli went out, the cell phone in Yang Feng's pocket rang.
The caller ID above showed Liu Hua.
"Is that you Xiaofeng?"
Hearing the familiar voice coming from the other end of the phone, Yang Feng Gujing Wubo's heart suddenly felt a little rippled.
"Yes, it's me, Ah Hua."
There was a hint of excitement in Yang Feng's tone.
"Xiao Feng, where have you been in the past three years? Why can't I get through your phone calls and you don't reply to messages? How have you been in the past three years?"
Hearing the other party's concern, the corners of Yang Feng's mouth raised. He, Yang Feng, had indeed seen the right person. This Liu Hua was a brother.
Three years, whether it is long or short, is enough to change some things. But when he heard the concern in Liu Hua's tone, Yang Feng knew that nothing had changed. Liu Hua was still the Liu Hua he was when he left. magnificent.
"Ahua, we'll talk about my affairs later. Let's talk about you first. How have you been these past three years?"
On the other end of the phone, after hearing Yang Feng's words, he also knew that Yang Feng was still the same Yang Feng in three years.
"I'm okay. I'll graduate in another year. I plan to choose an ancient martial arts school, then practice martial arts and become a warrior."
Hearing Liu Hua's words, Yang Baofou was puzzled.
Ancient martial arts academy?
Why hasn't he heard of it?
"Xiao Fengzi, the ancient martial arts academy, was established about a year after we left. It is said to be ancient martial arts, but I personally think it is a branch of physical training."
Gu Qianqian understood this first. She heard clearly what Liu Hua and Yang Feng were chatting about.
Seeing that Yang Feng was confused, he explained.
"Um."
Yang Feng nodded, indicating that he understood.
"Ahua, are you going home during the summer vacation?"
Yang Feng thought it was necessary for Liu Hua to get to know him well. If it was really a branch of physical cultivation as Gu Qianqian said, Yang Feng would let Liu Hua train directly.
"I didn't plan to go back, but what the heck! By the way, have you graduated from college?"
The junior college only lasted for three years. According to time, Yang Feng should have graduated from junior college.
"Well, it's not interesting to study in this junior college. I won't graduate here, and I don't plan to upgrade to a bachelor's degree, so I'm going home to see if I can find something to do so that I can support my family."
As for the matter of cultivating immortals, Yang Feng didn't mention a word. Who would believe that a student who failed the college entrance examination and couldn't go to university actually went to cultivate immortals?
Liu Hua on the phone heard Yang Feng's remarks without any cynicism. He returned jokingly: "Wealth and wealth, don't forget each other!"
"Ahua, please stop teasing me. When do you have a holiday? I will wait for you at home."
"There's still about a month left."
"Okay, let's do this for now. When you come back, remember to call me."
It is not convenient to talk about many things on the phone. If there is really a craze for ancient martial arts in today's cities, then if Liu Hua wants to practice martial arts, Yang Feng will naturally support him.
"good."
After the call with Liu Hua ended, Yang Feng sat next to Gu Qianqian, and the two began to talk about the ancient martial arts academy.
"Xiao Fengzi, the rise of ancient martial arts in the city, I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing."
People who practice ancient martial arts are called warriors!
He has a physique that far exceeds that of human beings, and all aspects of his body's functions are far beyond what humans can imagine.
It is conceivable that when such a person appears, the previous rules and systems in the city are likely to be broken.
Everyone is unwilling to be restrained in their bones. Once they have the corresponding strength, they will not stick to the rules.
"The rise of ancient martial arts? What the hell! In front of my fairy Qianqian, this ancient martial arts is nothing."
No matter how you practice ancient martial arts, you are still in the human category, while cultivating immortals has transcended the cognitive category of humans.
The methods of immortal cultivators are even more unpredictable!
Therefore, no matter how prosperous ancient martial arts are, it is impossible to compete with immortal cultivators, because the two systems are not comparable in the slightest.
"Xiao Fengzi, why do I think your mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter?"
Gu Qianqianrao looked at Yang Feng with interest and said.
"Xiao Fengzi, you can't say that. Although immortal cultivators are stronger than warriors, this is a city.
Even I can't use the methods of an immortal cultivator at will. What you said is as if you are not an immortal cultivator yourself. "
Hearing this, Yang Feng did not answer. He cut off his Taoist heart and planted a Taoist seal. Now, before he realized the mortal heart and survived the mortal calamity, he was indeed a mortal.
Looking at Yang Feng who smiled calmly, Gu Qianqian didn't notice anything.
At this time, Yang Feng's mother, Yan Xiaoli, had already returned from shopping for groceries.
"Feng'er, what do you and Qianqian want to eat? Mom will make it for you right now."
When Yan Xiaoli appeared in front of Yang Feng and Gu Qianqian, Yang Feng clearly noticed the faint blood on Yan Xiaoli's right index finger.
Yan Xiaoli tried hard to keep her inner peace and thought that she did not reveal any flaws in front of her son and daughter-in-law.
"Mom, what happened to you?"
After hearing Yang Feng's words, Gu Qianqian also noticed Yan Xiaoli, who looked a little unnatural.
While speaking, Yang Feng had already arrived at his mother Yan Xiaoli's side.
Even if Yang Feng is a mortal now, his mother cannot be bullied by anyone.
"Oh, it's okay. I just accidentally fell on the way back."
Yan Xiaoli lied to Yang Feng. Her previous experiences were beyond her cognition, and it was because of Pan Xuan's tricks at Zhuxian University.
Moreover, students are not allowed to fly with swords in public places at Zhuxian University, so it is no different from the urban scene.
In the past three years, she just felt that she had changed her life in a different place, but today she just went out to buy groceries, and everyone was watching her.
If she hadn't left the money decisively and escaped desperately, her son Yang Feng would probably never see her again.
"Mom, you can't lie to me. Tell me what happened?"
Faced with her son's questioning, Yan Xiaoli could only tell Yang Feng everything she had experienced before.
After listening to Yan Xiaoli's words, Gu Qianqian's face turned pale, and Yang Feng guessed it in a moment.
Musha? !
He actually robbed his mother. They had just returned not long ago, so how could they be targeted by warriors.
To be honest, this time it was just a money grab, but what about next time?
Would it directly kill his mother?
He, Yang Feng, would never allow such a thing to happen.
"Qianqian, you eat with mom first, and I'll go for a walk."
Yang Feng's tone was very relaxed and he went out without waiting for Gu Qianqian's response.
The city now is indeed a little different from three years ago. Yang Feng couldn't tell what the specific difference was at the moment.
The moment Yang Feng went out, he asked the Golden Elixir Stage Dzogchen monks in the Qiankun Bag to be on alert at all times.
"Sect Master, we are being targeted."
From inside the Qiankun Bag, the voice of the Golden Core Stage cultivator came.
"Oh, interesting! This is treating our family as a big fat sheep. I want to see who it is!"
Yang Feng walked towards a remote alley.
Not long after he stepped into this alley, a figure stood in front of him.
The other person has a mysterious black mask on his face.
He walked towards him decisively, followed by a gangster choke.
Soon enough, a middle-aged man in gray robe blocked the masked man's chokehold.
"you……"
Before the masked man could react, he was already subdued by the golden elixir stage Dzogchen monk who appeared from Yang Feng's Qiankun bag.
From this we can see the difference between immortal and martial arts.
"Be honest and I might be able to spare your life."
A voice without any emotion came out of the mouth of a Dzogchen cultivator at the golden elixir stage.
Under the man's mask is an incredible look.
He was a three-star warrior, and he was picked up by the other party as easily as he was a chicken.
"Hmph! Warriors must not be humiliated!"
The masked man sounded with a very dignified voice.
"If that's the case, then go to hell!"
I saw Yang Feng giving an order, and the golden elixir stage Dzogchen monk suddenly took off into the air.
The warrior under the mask shrank his pupils suddenly, as if he had seen something incredible.
Walking in the sky, unleashing your energy, martial arts master!
"You, don't...I said, I will say anything!"
In front of a martial arts master, he, a little martial artist, was simply not enough.
The change in the man's expression made Yang Feng doubtful. The man's previous words indicated that he was a warrior.
It's just that he first came to the city and didn't know much about the rise of ancient martial arts.
"Did you steal my mother's money before?"
The masked warrior dismissed Yang Feng's words, but when he met the golden elixir stage Dzogchen monk, he was instantly frightened by the ferocious look in his eyes.
"Well, it's the villain who has blind eyes and doesn't recognize the true God, so he bumped into the grandmaster."
The masked man's words were always addressed to the Golden Core Stage monks, which made Yang Feng unable to help but want to twist off the masked man's head and make it into a chamber pot.
At this time, it is still unclear who is the master.
"If you dare to disrespect the sect master, you will die!"
As he spoke, the cultivator at the golden elixir stage loosened his left hand slightly, and the body of the masked warrior fell several meters.
"Don't, don't, I was wrong, please forgive me, two masters."
After saying that, he would also give all the money he had stolen from Yang Feng's mother.
"That's pretty much it. Whatever the sect leader asks you next, you give me an honest answer. If I find out that you dare to hide anything or even tell a lie, this will be your fate."
After saying this, a piece of tile fell from the sky and shattered into slag.
"Zong, Grandmaster, why don't you let me down first? I, I'm afraid of heights."
"There's so much shit going on!"
After saying that, the cultivator at the golden elixir stage of Dzogchen brought the masked warrior directly to Yang Boutou.
"I heard you say before that you are a warrior?"
"Yes, back to Grandmaster, the villain is a three-star warrior."
Warriors actually have different realms, and the other party actually calls Xiao Liuzi, who is in the Golden Core stage of Dzogchen, the master.
"Do warriors have different realms?"
Although the masked man felt extremely uncomfortable being questioned by Yang Feng, an ordinary person who had no power to restrain a chicken, he was protected by a strong master in the Wuzong realm, so he could only answer patiently.
"Returning to the master, the path of ancient martial arts can be divided into three categories: warrior, martial artist, martial spirit, and martial sect. As for whether there are other realms above, it is not something that a villain can know."
Ancient martial arts journey!
Then doesn’t the grandmaster mentioned by the masked man refer to Wuzong?
Martial arts master!
Interestingly, Yang Feng suddenly became interested in this ancient martial artist. With his path to immortality cut off and his cultivation level exhausted, he could not sit still and wait for death.
Some people died, but not completely...
