When purifying chemicals, the last bit of impurities is always the most difficult to remove, and the same is true for driving away the cold air from Mr. Feng's body.

The last little cold air was truly immersed in Mr. Feng's bone marrow. If you want to drive it away, you will hurt the old man's body if you are not careful. It is actually more difficult than the previous time, and it also tests Ge Dongxu's ability to control the true qi. If Ge Dongxu changed to Ge Dongxu, he was still at the fifth level of Qi training. Today, he would have to be exhausted like last time, and he had to be careful and walk on thin ice.

But this time, Ge Dongxu has already practiced Qi sixth level, so it is relatively easier to drive it away.

However, after all, the cold air was immersed in the bone marrow. Ge Dongxu needed to pull out the wisps of the cold air as if he was peeling off the cocoon to avoid hurting Mr. Feng. After this, he was still exhausted and sweating profusely. After that, Mr. Feng would be moved.

"The only thing left is the last bit of cold air. When I come to expel you this summer vacation, your old problems will never recur. And because you insist on the master's way of regulating your breathing, you will become stronger and stronger in one breath. It is absolutely fine if I see that I am a hundred years old." Ge Dongxu wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled happily.

"Really? It's okay for my father to live to be 100 years old?" Feng Guoqiang and his brothers said excitedly when they heard this.

Although Mr. Feng has retired and is still concerned about national affairs, he is a banner figure of the Feng family. As long as he is there, the Feng family will be as stable as a rock. The older he is, the more conducive it will be to the Feng family's peaceful development.

Originally, the two brothers did not dare to hope that their father could live a hundred years old. They just hoped that he would be content to his 90th birthday. Unexpectedly, Ge Dongxu was so sure that his father could live a hundred years old now.

"Of course. Senior Brother Feng has been practicing for more than 70 years in one breath. If it weren't for the cold air, his health wouldn't be worse than you now." Ge Dongxu said with a smile.

"The method of breathing and training qi is so powerful?" Feng Guoqiang and his brothers couldn't help but ask with some doubts.

At that time, Mr. Feng also taught them how to breathe and practice qi, but this breathe and practice qi takes two hours, and day after day, year after year, and the progress and change are extremely slow and subtle. The two brothers started fishing for three days without persisting for a while and drying the net for two days. Later, when they got older, they became more playful and had too many chores, and saw that breathing and practicing qi was of little use, they were completely abandoned.

"Haha, that's of course. Senior brother still has cold air in his body now, so he will be pressed down on that breath to prevent them from rekindling, so it is not advisable to use it easily. When I drive them away this summer vacation, if Senior brother uses the power of this breath, Guo Zhen, you, the commander of the army, may not be able to defeat the power of your senior brother's hand." Ge Dongxu smiled.

Although what his master taught to Mr. Feng was just the most basic method of introductory breathing and training qi, it was also passed on to Mr. Ge Hong, and it was still a bit unusual. Mr. Feng insisted on breathing and training qi for more than 70 years, how could he be sensible?

"Dongxu, if you want my dad to live to 100 years old, I still believe him in his current mental state. But if you want him to knock me down with one hand, I will definitely not be able to believe it." Feng Guozhen immediately shook his head and looked disbelief.

Although he is a little older now, he was a tiger in the army back then. Even now, if he really wants to show his power, it is still okay to knock down three or five big men. Now that Ge Dongxu is over, his father, who is 89 years old, can knock him down with one hand, how can he believe it?

"I can't believe it either." Feng Guoqiang also shook his head. Of course, he hoped that his father would become stronger, but that also had to respect objective facts.

The 89-year-old man is already amazing to walk smoothly, so how could he put Feng Guozhen down like a wolf and a tiger with one hand?

"Haha, it has nothing to do with age. Before leaving, my master was over 100 years old and was still steadily walking like a flying person. It would be absolutely fine to knock down more than a dozen people at will. But the organs in his body finally reached the deadline. The speed of moistening and nourishing the organs was far from keeping up with the aging speed of the organs, so he fell asleep peacefully." Ge Dongxu said.

Ge Dongxu's words fell into Feng Guozhen and Feng Guoqiang's ears, and he looked like he was listening to a heavenly book, with an expression of incredibleness on his face.

"Dongxu, if you tell them this, how can they listen? Are you able to help me suppress the cold air for the time being and let me give these two guys who don't know how to be rich and powerful." Seeing that his two sons didn't believe Ge Dongxu's words, Mr. Feng was a little unhappy and said to Ge Dongxu.

"No, don't, dad, we believe, we believe." Feng Guoqiang and his brothers were shocked when they heard this and said in a hurry.

Just kidding, I’m 89 years old, so how can I mess around?

"Dongxu, do you have any way? Don't worry about them, if there is, if there is, if there is no, there is no." Mr. Feng ignored them and looked at Ge Dongxu and asked.

When Feng Guoqiang heard this, the two brothers had to look at Ge Dongxu with a bitter face.

Seeing that Old Feng stared at him with his eyes, although those eyes were a little cloudy, his eyes were still as sharp as a sword. Ge Dongxu knew that he could not lie under such gaze, so he had to say, "It's all my fault that I'm fine, senior brother, don't bother with them."

"Yes, yes, dad, don't bother with me." Feng Guoqiang and his brothers hurriedly said with a sad face.

"What's right? It's okay if you suspect your father, but you even suspect your father's benefactor!" Old Feng glared at the two of them, and then said to Ge Dongxu: "Since there is a way, let's use it for me."

Ge Dongxu knew that the old man had lost his temper, so he didn't dare to persuade him. He was still confident in the old man's tone, so he said, "Okay, use the silver needle to spread the air, seal the cold air, and prevent it from moving for the time being."

Then, Ge Dongxu took out a silver needle and stabbed it into several acupoints of Mr. Feng.

Seeing that Ge Dongxu really gave his father an injection, Feng Guoqiang's brothers looked at him and naturally complained. However, it was difficult for him to blame him because of his father's face.

"Come on, Guozhen, punch him hard." Old Feng felt that the cold air in his body stopped moving, so he used his full strength to activate his breath and shouted to his son with great enthusiasm.

Feng Guozhen looked at his father's bold appearance and almost cried as a commander.

"Dad, what are you doing? I believe it, can't I believe it?" Feng Guozhen begged.

"Stop talking nonsense, you dare not hit me, right? Then I will hit you!" Old Feng pushed Feng Guozhen with a palm.

The old man's bones were brittle and easy to break. Feng Guozhen dared not take it. He hurriedly stepped back. Unexpectedly, the old man was now walking as fast as he could, and he was bullied in his body in a blink of an eye. His palm was pressed on Feng Guozhen's chest. Then Feng Guozhen immediately felt a rush of overwhelming force pushing him in his chest.

"Dengdeng!" Feng Guozhen took seven or eight steps back. If Ge Dongxu had not seen this, he would have flashed and held him from behind, and Feng Guozhen, the commander, would have sat on the ground.

The room suddenly became quiet. Feng Guozhen and Feng Guoqiang looked at their father in front of them in horror, as if they suddenly didn't know him.

Is this still an 89-year-old? Is this still an old man who could only spend in wheelchairs every winter?

ps: The update time will be changed to 7:2 in the morning and 1:1 in the afternoon. Three chapters will be stable on a day, five chapters a day will not be able to bear it for a long time, and it is easy to have problems when you think about it like this every day. So next time, it will be temporarily scheduled to update three times every day. If you are in good condition and have a copy of the manuscript, try to have an explosion from time to time. l3l4
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