Old Qi glanced at Zhang Yifeng and said with a smile, "Of course it was a dear."

Zhang Yifeng was a little embarrassed at the time, and asked, "Who is Mr. Lin then?"

"Naturally her father, Xiao Zhang, what's the matter? You look surprised."

"That me..."

Zhang Yifeng wanted to slap himself very much. Did he possess the old Zhang Yifeng? How could he be so evil in his heart? Lin Shenghao and Lin Siying had the same surname Lin, so I never thought that they might be a father-daughter relationship.

That said, I have always misunderstood Lin Siying!

Zhang Yifeng couldn't laugh or cry. Lin Siying was obviously a daughter, but she was so low-key in school that people would misunderstand that she was a commoner.

It's so hidden!

"Um, I apologize for what I said, sorry."

Man, dare to act, since he has misunderstood Lin Siying, he must take the initiative to apologize. Zhang Yifeng understood why Lin Siying almost blushed just now. Because of the feeling of being misunderstood, I was really wronged and wanted to cry.

"Who cares about your apology."

Seeing Zhang Yifeng's apologetic expression, although Lin Siying felt much more comfortable, she did not go around Zhang Yifeng.

"What? There is a misunderstanding between you?"

Old Qi was slightly taken aback. Lin Siying has always been a quiet, good girl, and she has never rushed to her words.

Lin Siying didn't know how to explain, but Lin Shenghao smiled and said, "Dad, don't mention these things. Let the little brother come into the house and sit down. What are you standing here? Don’t you have any questions to ask the little brother. ."

"Yes, yes, don't stand here all the time, Xiao Zhang, sit in the room and drink tea? I ask someone to make the best Longjing."

"I am free."

Old Qi nodded and said: "Take tea."

Zhang Yifeng doesn't drink much tea, but Qi Lao Longjing has a natural fragrance that refreshes the heart and the mouth, leaving a lingering fragrance in his mouth.

"My little friend, I'm not too polite, this time I asked you to ask for the second half of the formula."

After taking a sip of tea, Mr. Qi's voice came again, becoming respectful and solemn. Even the title has become Xiaoyou, not Xiao Zhang.

"can."

Zhang Yifeng nodded, without being stingy, and directly handed the second half of the breathing technique to Qi Lao.

Qi Lao Ru received the treasure and bowed directly to Zhang Yifeng: "Thank you little friend for your advice."

On the side, Lin Siying looked incredible. Grandpa's status in the Lin family was that of the Supreme Emperor. No one in the entire Lin family dared to do it. Today, Grandpa was so polite to Zhang Yifeng and bowed. What is Zhang Yifeng's ability?

"It's just a small matter."

Zhang Yifeng spoke lightly, and he didn't care about a casually adapted method of vomiting. Qi Lao's ability to master is also the reason for his own strength and understanding. For another person, it may not be able to master it at all. After a pause, Zhang Yifeng spoke again.

"Old Qi, I happen to have something I want to ask you."

"Little friends, please say, I must know everything."

"Lao Qi is a cultivator?" Zhang Yifeng asked the question he most wanted to ask.

Old Qi Qi was taken aback for a moment: "Cultivator, does little friend refer to warrior?"

"Yes. Can you tell me more about it."

"Isn't the little friend from the martial arts?" Old Qi glanced at Zhang Yifeng in surprise.

"It's true that I learned from an old hermit, but I don't know the specific division."

Old Qi frowned slightly, some generals were suspicious, and then he said: "Martial artist is the name of each other in our martial arts. Once you become a martial artist, you no longer belong to the category of ordinary people. It's just that martial arts is difficult, and it is extremely difficult to become a master."

Zhang Yifeng nodded, and sure enough, there were still cultivators in China.

"Lao Qi knows the ranks of martial artists?"

"I just know a little bit about it. The martial artist is divided into five levels: beginner, shengfeng, martial madness, master, and grandmaster, and each level is divided into early, middle and late stages."

"How strong is the warrior in the late entry stage?" Zhang Yifeng frowned and asked.

Elder Qi thought for a while, and then said: "It shouldn't be a problem to single out ten special forces. If you are a warrior in the wind realm, the combat power is even more amazing. It is rumored that you can avoid bullets in the later stage of the wind. Of course, these are all rumors, I It was also introduced by someone that I became a martial artist by chance. I am only in the late stage of the introductory stage. However, through the breathing of my little friend, I guess I can enter the realm of the wind. In that case, I can be regarded as A master now."

"Fengfeng martial artist is already a master?" Zhang Yifeng was taken aback.

Old Qi nodded and said: "The martial arts are difficult. Of course, a martial artist in the realm of the wind is a master. It is difficult to make one out of a hundred people. Moreover, the martial arts become more difficult as you go to the back. The master behind is even more difficult to make one person out of ten thousand. The realm of the master has already existed in the legend."

"So difficult?"

Zhang Yifeng frowned, and then he was relieved, the earth's spiritual energy was thin, and it was indeed not easy to improve his cultivation.

"Naturally it is very difficult. Friends, don't listen to the current TV news. What **** school masters challenge so and so. These people are born into the wind realm at best, and they are not even in the wind realm. They are just beginner martial artists."

Zhang Yifeng thoughtfully, then said: "Thank you Qi Lao, I have an idea in my heart."

Qi Lao said that in the late entry stage, one person can single out ten special forces. Now Zhang Yifeng can single out seven or eight special forces. In other words, as long as the cultivation base is promoted to the second level, he will not pay attention to the entry-level martial artist. As for the wind-producing martial artist, it is much more tricky. The masters in the later period of the wind can avoid bullets. Isn't he equivalent to the seven or eight layers of body tempering?

K newest! ◇Chapter on_n)s

It seems that the more the warrior goes to the back, the stronger the strength.

However, Qi Lao was talking about avoiding bullets, and once Zhang Yifeng reached the level of the seventh or eighth level of body quenching, he should be able to resist a bullet. In other words, his power is stronger than the cultivators of Huaxia Kingdom!

It's right to think about it, he is a true cultivator. This group of people in China can only be considered martial arts practitioners at best, and they are all learning some broken ancient martial arts cultivation methods.

At this moment, Zhang Yifeng was finally relieved that there might be a strong man in China, but as long as he was given time, any strong man would have to bow before him.

"Does the little friend still have questions?"

"Gone."

Old Qi smiled and said, "Then I should ask the little friend now."

"If you have any questions, please ask Mr. Qi."

"I heard Sheng Hao say, are you selling talisman seals?"

"Well, sell for my master." Zhang Yifeng still hid his hand.

Old Qi nodded and said, "Excuse me to ask, I heard that there are amulets in the talisman made by Master Xiaoyou, whether this talisman can really protect the body and keep your peace."

There are two personal errors in the front of this article. I will explain here that the old man practicing boxing is called Lin Qi. But when he first appeared, it was written by Shi Lao, and the bodyguard Xiao Qi's name was reversed with him, and then another typo was made later, calling him Wang Lao. These two errors occurred at the end of Chapter 6 and the beginning of Chapter 7. Because the author does not have the authority to modify, everyone just remembers to call Lin Qi.

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