Big Data Cultivation

Today's scene fell into Gao Qiang's eyes and made this master who resolutely opposes the metaphysics of Chinese medicine completely ignorant.

He must ask Feng Jun, "Master, did you make the Thunderbolt?"

Feng Jun glanced at him, smiled slightly, turned and left, and did not answer.

But if you don't answer, it's already an answer-they didn't deny it.

Of course, facing the questions of the three women, Feng Jun could not help but answer.

After returning to the backyard, Feng Jun walked into the pavilion, and the scenery followed him, followed by the Zhang family.

All three of them were curious and could not bear it until now.

Wang Haifeng, Xu Leigang and Lu Xiaoning were standing in the distance with their heads and heads open. They were very curious, but the relationship between the three women and the master was different from their three apprentices.

Feng Jun thought about it, the men and women could not be too different, so they raised their hands and called the three of them.

"While everyone is here, I will say it straight. Today I use Dao Shu, which is called Thunder Shu. Now I do n’t have any men ’s practice of direct Dao cultivation. The three of you must first concentrate on martial arts, etc. The martial arts have become great, and I will help you design the martial arts skills. "

Six people had thought about this possibility long ago, but it was a bit dazed to hear him speak straight-handed-did you really do it?

After a long silence, the good scenery broke the silence first, "Thunderbolt can control, what about ... time?"

Feng Jun took a deep look at her and shook his head after thinking for a while. "Longevity is not easy. Life extension should be fine."

Everyone was acquiesced again, and then Zhang Caixin asked out, "How much can you learn from the thunder skill?"

Feng Jun replied again, "The exercises I have given you won't work if I learn it first, so I have to reach the next level."

After the two women asked, Wang Haifeng asked aloud, "Master, why is it a martial art?"

"Broken Congenital," Feng Jun replied very clearly, "You can stay in the air for a short time ... You should practice hard first. It is best to break Congenital.

"Short stay in the air?" Xu Leigang was stunned. "Can't you just fly?"

"Is that weird?" Feng Jun laughed, and then his body slowly walked away from the ground, stepping forward step by step, even higher and higher. After thirty steps, he left the ground more than three meters.

"I'm going," Wang Haifeng saw, and immediately took a breath of breath. "I thought I was practicing at a good speed. It turned out that it was so far away from the master ... Isn't this step a monk?"

Feng Jun shook his body, backed back, and said with a smile, "In fact, Wu Xiu is also good at Wu Xiu, you will know later."

After saying this, he paused for a while before saying again, "But I want to remind you that the resources for cultivation are limited ... You better not speak out."

"That's for sure," Gazi was the first to show his support. He was the fastest among the three men to reach the high-level warrior. This made him confident that he had been bullied since childhood.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Who dares to leak it out, even if you don't care about your brother, I can't let him go."

This guy ... Xu Leigang said heartily, no wonder someone called you Gazi, really lack of string.

You do n’t divulge — do n’t you think about keeping your parents a few more years away?

Of course, this is Xu Fatzi's vomiting. His parents died long ago, and the relationship with his brother and sister is the same. It must be a family, and the blood can not be separated, but it is not necessary to say how close it is.

After all, he grew up in Funiu, and his brothers and sisters had already gone to Beijing.

In fact, Xu Leigang was thinking about something for the little princess and his beloved wife, but now, it can only be done temporarily.

The scenery is black but she really wants to ask for something for her mother, but now she can't.

After being silent for a while, Wang Haifeng asked again, "Master, how old is it to break the congenital?"

Feng Jun gave him a deep look, "This is not necessarily, but in your case ... If you can't break the congenital within twenty years, you don't have to force it."

"Twenty years ..." Wang Haifeng repeated in a low voice, nodding silently.

It didn't take long to say that the sky was raining again.

"We went to practice in the bamboo forest," said the three male apprentices, and the prospect of cultivating greatly stimulated them.

Even if you do n’t practise monasticism, it ’s okay to mix innately. How can you fly around?

Feng Jun nodded, not forgetting his instructions, "Don't be too anxious, take your time."

The three of them left, and the remaining three women looked at each other for a long time. Sister Hong said with a little sorrow, "It turns out that I am so far away from Dao?"

"Already pretty good?" Feng Jun smiled and spoke disapprovingly, "A few people across China know that Taoism really exists?"

To be able to hear such news, you are not losing money! Feng Jun sat cross-legged and said with a smile, "Today I spent a lot of energy, and made me return."

Red Sister was stimulated today, and she wanted to catch him to practice yoga.

The next day was still cloudy, Hong Jie, Zhang Caixin, Xu Leigang and Wang Haifeng left early in the morning, obviously to finalize yesterday's things and not let the master leave Zheng Yang.

Thanks to the efforts of many parties-in fact, it is mainly the efforts of Yuan Zihao. His network is really not given in vain. If he suffered a loss yesterday, he might have passed the incident. Without loss, the situation is still deadlocked, and his attitude is quite Important.

Under his attention, a deputy director of the Provincial Police Department personally called the Chaoge City Bureau: What procedure is it for you to issue a subpoena? Steal someone else's things, but also use the car accident to plant stolen goods?

You said you are not stolen? That's very good. Could you tell me, the man summoned by you has something to do with the car accident? Is it worth using dozens of people to catch people?

This question is very straightforward, and it cannot be said that Feng Jun has nothing to do with the car accident. However, judging from the current situation, it is at most that he was present at the time.

Especially when using dozens of people, or catching people across regions-why do you do this?

There is nothing to explain on Chaoge's side, only that there may be some communication problems. Our people suffered heavy losses yesterday and did not catch each other.

Since the Provincial Department has come forward, we will not arrest it for now. As for our people, we hope that the Provincial Department will be released soon.

Chao Ge's attitude is very clear. This sneak attack was not successful. We admitted it, but has this matter ended ... or two!

The deputy director of the Provincial Department is very unhappy, but there is no way. He is not the direct leader of the other party, and when there are local demands for his own interests, it is very common not to sell others' face.

However, the deputy director is also a ruthless person, and directly tells the person entrusting himself: they do n’t sell Yuan Lao ’s face, and they also say that Fu Niu is not a capital city. They say hello.

Although Chao Ge was dead, the deputy director's face was so refuted?

The day was still cloudy. Feng Jun finished meditation at noon and got up to the front building, just in time for lunch.

Ga Zi responded to him, saying that there were several more incense burners in the doorway. It was the family members of the poisoned people yesterday. The bridegroom's house carried a furnace tripod for everyone to burn high incense.

When Feng Jun heard it, his head was big, "Poetry poetry, arrange for someone to move that furnace tripod ... Tell them, I am too lazy to take care of it on a cloudy day recently. I am here to plant trees and reforest. Endless. "

Li Shishi blinked his eyes, "Otherwise, who would like to thank Mr. Feng for planting a bamboo near the mountain gate, do you think this is good?"

Hearing this, Li Xiaobin couldn't help but roll his eyes: It's really flattering.

Feng Jun thinks that Xiao Yingbin's suggestion is very reasonable. The two bamboo forests in the manor are a bit obtrusive. If everyone knows that Feng always likes bamboo, it can be explained.

While talking, Yuan Zihao came over angrily, "What a bunch of bastards, if I didn't retreat, I just called Fu Niusheng directly!"

"I want to say that the two are crippled directly," Yuan Huapeng said aggressively, "Lei just can do this."

My dad was almost protected ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and he still couldn't find the place. This kind of shame, I can't bear it personally.

"It's not necessary to make small actions privately," Yuan Zihao shook his head. "I just said, I doubt if their motives came to me ... Be sure to ask the principal behind the scene."

This is buckling his hat. In his capacity, once calculated, it is a provocation to the entire system-even if he has retired, he is also a former member of Zhongyang.

Have you retreated? Yuan Huapeng felt a little helpless. His dad sometimes couldn't see the situation clearly. "Dad, you were also a decisive person on the sofa, and there were dozens of lives under your hands."

"Can this be the same?" Yuan Zihao glanced at him dissatisfiedly, "Now is building a society ruled by law."

To speak conscience, the people who came from his time really don't have the Madonna complex, and there are too many dead people, just like those on the mobile phone plane, when they meet the people who should be killed, they will never hesitate to start.

"Cut," Yuan Huapeng snorted disdainfully, "Is what you saw yesterday what happened in a society ruled by law?"

Yuan Zihao was speechless ...

At the same time, Xu Leigang was drinking with others, and he talked about it. "Zhangsuo, since you are the brother of my comrade-in-arms, there is a ruthless invitation ... you have to take care of you."

"Director Xu said this, it was too out of sight," the thin director Zhang said with a smile, "our brother's unit, military and civilian family."

"I don't talk in words," Fatty Xu lifted the briefcase in hand and unzipped it. The red ticket was inside. "This is 200,000. It's hard work for your brother."

Zhang Suo's eyes narrowed and looked at him suspiciously, "Director Xu, what do you mean?"

Xu Leigang smiled, "Nothing else, someone has offended my master."

(Another three more, summon the monthly ticket.)