"You're right, this is your master's handwriting."

Feng Leizi pointed to the booklet in Liu Feng's hand and said, "This kung fu was left in Wudang ten years ago. He said that if you had not practiced your mental power since childhood, you would not be able to practice it. When I saw you on the Qianlong List arena, you were not afraid of someone's mental power attacks, so I knew you were suitable for practicing chanting needles. I even think that your master had left this kung fu in Wudang, which was also prepared for you."

After hearing Feng Leizi say this, Liu Feng asked excitedly: "What is your relationship with my master?"

"It doesn't matter much. I can only say that your master has also learned Wudang Kung Fu." Feng Leizi said.

"Then, is this chanting technique very powerful?" Liu Feng asked.

Feng Leizi said: "I don't know how powerful it is, because I haven't practiced it, but I heard that before your master became famous, he used the power of the chanting to kill the legendary level with his pill level."

Damn it!

Liu Feng was excited and quickly put away the "Reciting Needle" and muttered in a low voice: "I've posted this time, I'm not afraid of more powerful experts causing trouble for me in the future."

"You're thinking too much."

Feng Leizi said calmly: "The most serious thing in martial arts is that even if you can practice chanting needles, you still can't meet a super powerful man. And you don't want to think about how much mental power a person can be. Even if you practice chanting needles, how many times can you use it a day?"

Well!

Liu Feng was stunned for a moment and asked back, "Then I really want to practice it. How many times can I use it a day?"

"How do I know!"

Feng Leizi said impatiently: "Okay, you can choose other techniques yourself, don't waste time."

"Okay." Liu Feng responded and began to carefully search for the kung fu that suits him.

Half an hour later, Liu Feng left the Chunyang Palace Hall with three kung fu and another twenty-seven printed copies.

As Liu Feng walked out of the hall, Feng Leizi's voice suddenly sounded from the hall, "Boy, the Han family told you that you want you to go to Zizhu Forest in March? Don't wait too much, just go tomorrow."

"Good tomorrow." Liu Feng waved his hand without looking back, and then walked into the distance.

When Liu Feng returned to his residence, Yang Shiwen was already waiting for him in front of the door and greeted him with a smile, "Brother Feng, congratulations, the first place is!"

Liu Feng smiled and rubbed Yang Shiwen's little head, "No need to congratulate you, Brother Feng will be crazy tired these two days and one night. I would be happiest if you could treat me to a meal." "Yes, I'll prepare it for you." Yang Shiwen pulled Liu Feng into the room.

On the simple wooden table, there were two dishes and one soup, and two warm bowls of rice.

Yang Shiwen pulled Liu Feng to sit down, pushed the food in front of him, and said gently: "This is what I bought from the canteen in advance at noon. It is the canteen you went to specifically after you won the first place."

Liu Feng was so hungry that he said while squeezing rice into his mouth: "Be good, Shiwen is so awesome."

After saying this, Liu Feng was suddenly stunned. A pair of soft little hands were placed on Liu Feng's shoulders, gently pinching her somewhat stiff shoulder and neck muscles.

This feeling was so comfortable. The dignified boss of the King of Hell suddenly felt extremely relaxed under the massage of Miss Yang, and at the same time, a sense of fatigue came.

"Thank you!" After eating a bowl of rice, Liu Feng simply closed his eyes and enjoyed Miss Yang's massage service.

I don’t know how long it took, but Liu Feng gradually fell asleep, and a vague sound appeared in his breath.

"Brother Feng, thank you for your hard work." Yang Shiwen gently picked up a blanket and draped it on him.

Just after Liu Feng fell asleep, Maxika had already gone down to Wudang Mountain.

Outside Wudang Mountain, Maxika looked back at the magnificent mountain gate of Wudang, and an infinite hatred flashed in her beautiful eyes, "Liu Feng, damn, I completely tore my cover clothes. That cover clothes were exchanged for my innocence. Remember, you will accept the eternal pursuit of our super caste Doma tribe until you die."

"Are you Doma tribes of great?"

At this moment, a slightly frivolous and crisp sound like a wind chime rang behind Masica, "To be honest, if those guys from the super caste family are the best, otherwise, your Doma tribe will be exterminated."

"Who are you?" Masica suddenly turned around.

She saw a woman wearing a long wool-nien coat standing three meters behind her.

The woman is about 1.7 meters tall, and she is wearing a pair of over-the-knee leather boots, making her already tall figure look longer.

Especially this woman has a standard melon-shaped face that makes all women envy, jealous and hateful, and a confident and charming brilliance shines in her charming a pair of apricot kernel eyes.

The woman just stood there calmly, exuding a goddess temperament that made everyone around her feel ashamed of herself.

Masica is also considered a top beauty, but standing in front of the woman in front of her was obviously like a firefly facing the bright moon.

"Who are you?" Masica felt extremely uneasy when she was looked at by this super beauty. Even if the other party didn't take action, she was already timid.

"I am Liu Feng's master's wife!"

This woman looks like she really can't tell her age, and she even feels that she is not a few years older than Maxika, but she claims to be Liu Feng's master's wife and said in an extremely strong tone: "Is the current head of your family Walmart? Let me tell him that people in your family are not allowed to step into China in the future, otherwise they will be exterminated."

It was too strong. In front of the woman in front of him, Masica felt like she couldn't breathe when she was suppressed by the momentum.

"You, who are you?"

Masica bit her lip lightly and said hesitantly: "You asked me to go back and bring such words to my grandfather. I don't know who you are, my grandfather will definitely not accept it."

"Little girl, what you said makes sense, listen..."

The strong woman opened her red lips lightly and said leisurely: "Remember, my name is Tang Xinyi!"

Then, Tang Xinyi seemed to remember something and suddenly asked: "I heard you just now that the cover-up was exchanged for your innocence. Tell me who gave you this invisible cloak?"

"He, his name is Chilong."

Under Tang Xinyi's oppression, Maxica did not dare to lie at all, and even dared not hesitate, so she said, "He drank too much, give me, that's it. This man is too domineering and I can't resist, but he is not bad either. Then he gave me this cloak that can be hidden at night."

"I understand, you can leave now." Tang Xinyi waved her hand.

Maxica felt relieved at this time and turned around and left quickly. However, after taking a few steps and unable to feel the pressure of Tang Xinyi's aura that made her heart palpitations, she turned her head and took a look out of curiosity.

However, who is still there where Tang Xinyi is just now?

This is a building that is not blocked outside the gate of Wudang Mountain. Just now, Maxika turned around and left, and she only walked for three or four seconds, but in such a short time, Tang Xinyi disappeared without a trace.

Tang Xinyi!

This name is deeply imprinted in Masica's heart.

On the same day, Masica rushed back to India and brought Tang Xinyi's words to her grandfather, the patriarch of their family.

What scared Maxica was that when the name Tang Xinyi was said by her, the entire family was shocked.

It is precisely because of the name Tang Xinyi and the words Tang Xinyi brought to the Maxika family that Maxika and everyone in their family have never entered China again in the future.
Chapter completed!