Rural Friends Circle

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"Sir, this "Nine Turns of Ice Art" is a rare and good practice." Tang Feng wanted to kill him when he heard this. Nonsense, if it is a bad practice, the system will charge me 5000 merit points!

"This "Nine Turns of Ice Art" is the practice of Fairy Guanghan." Taibai Jinxing was about to continue talking when Tang Feng stopped him.

"Stop, stop, stop! Is Fairy Guanghan Chang'e?"

"Yes, it's Chang'e."

"Didn't she ascend to heaven after eating the elixir given by the Queen Mother of the West?" Tang Feng was a little confused. Did Chang'e practice to ascend to heaven by herself? What about Houyi?

"You don't know this, Immortal. This fairy Chang'e did take the elixir given by the Queen Mother of the West to ascend to heaven, but after arriving in the fairyland, her skills were not even as good as the little fairy officials sweeping the floor in the Heavenly Court, so she found the Jade Emperor, and the Jade Emperor gave her this "Nine Turns of Ice Art" and let her live in Guanghan Palace." Taibai Jinxing finished speaking in one breath.

Damn! So that's what happened, no wonder the Heavenly Court said that the Jade Emperor and Chang'e had an affair.

"According to the fairy Chang'e, this skill is divided into nine levels, and the strength will double with each level. It is extremely powerful." Taibai Jinxing said with a sigh.

"Such a powerful skill, there will be no side effects, right?" Tang Feng asked with some concern. Generally, the more powerful the skill, the more likely it is to have defects.

"Uh, this... this does have..." Taibai Jinxing said with some embarrassment.

"Old Taibai, are you going to die? Dare to lie to me?" Tang Feng shouted in a low voice with a gloomy face.

"This... this side effect is not too big, but you have to eat constantly. Fairy Chang'e lives in Guanghan Palace. There were no osmanthus trees in Guanghan Palace before. She loves to eat osmanthus cakes, so she planted a lot of them. She has been eating non-stop since she started practicing martial arts." Taibai Jinxing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Tang Feng was silent for a while, and asked calmly: "Can you eat anything?"

The calmer Tang Feng was, the more scared Taibai was.

"Anything is fine~Anything is fine..." Taibai was so scared that he didn't dare to say more.

Tang Feng was relieved to hear this, and ignored Taibai Jinxing and went offline directly.

Taibai didn't dare to mention the reward. Seeing that Tang Feng's avatar was black, he gave himself a big slap. If he had known earlier, he should have mentioned the shortcomings first, so that Tang Feng would be mentally prepared, so that it would be convenient for him to ask for things.

"This is simply tailor-made for Mengmeng. I can teach her tomorrow morning."

"Mengmeng, are you up? I want to teach you kung fu." Tang Feng stood outside Mengmeng's door and called Mengmeng softly.

"Brother, why did you come just now? I've been waiting for you for a long time." As soon as Tang Feng finished speaking, the door opened, and Mengmeng, wearing a pink sportswear and a small braid, ran out jumping.

"It's only 5 o'clock, I thought you hadn't gotten up yet." Before Tang Feng finished speaking, Mengmeng pulled Tang Feng out.

"Brother, how are you going to teach me? Do you need me to do push-ups? Or run 10 kilometers?" Mengmeng said seriously, and gestured to do push-ups.

"Mengmeng, I want to tell you that what I teach you is different from what your sister Jing taught you, so you have to keep it secret, and you can't even tell your sister Jing. If someone knows it, it may be fatal!" Tang Feng said seriously.

"Ah! So dangerous!" Mengmeng said a little scared.

"So you can't tell others, understand?"

"Understand!" Mengmeng nodded vigorously.

"Okay, I want to tell you that your sister Jing is a martial artist. We are spiritualists. Martial artists train their bodies, while we train our spiritual power. Spiritual power has many uses. It can temper the body and cast various spells." Tang Feng used his spiritual power to condense a small flame at his fingertips.

"Wow, so powerful, can this flame light a fire?" Meng Meng asked curiously.

Tang Feng picked up a leaf and put it on the flame, and it ignited in a whoosh.

"Did you see it? This is a spiritualist. A spiritualist only needs to meditate and absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. He does not need to temper his body like a martial artist." Tang Feng looked proud.

"Wow, why did my sister say that spiritualists have become extinct?"

"This... I don't know what's going on. I just heard that spiritualists are not allowed to appear. So don't act rashly, understand?" Tang Feng said seriously.

"Well, I know." Meng Meng nodded vigorously.

"Let's go to my room. It's easy for others to see us here." Tang Feng took Meng Meng back to his room.

"Wow, brother, your room is so messy, like a pigsty." Meng Meng saw Tang Feng's room, with papers and pens thrown everywhere, and clothes everywhere, with a look of disgust.

"What do you know, I'm studying the formation." Tang Feng defended weakly.

"Is this the formation? It looks like the picture we drew in class." Meng Meng picked up a piece of paper on the ground.

"This is much more difficult than yours. I haven't even studied a formation in so many days." Tang Feng sighed helplessly.

"Okay, come here quickly, I want to teach you the skills." Tang Feng sat on the floor and called Meng Meng.

Meng Meng ran over and sat down face to face with Tang Feng.

"Close your eyes."

Meng Meng closed her eyes obediently. Tang Feng put his hands on Meng Meng's temples and directly transferred the "Nine Turns of Ice Art" into Meng Meng's mind.

After teaching the technique, Meng Meng started practicing on her own. Seeing this, Tang Feng took out a few spiritual stones from his Xianyun bracelet and placed them next to Meng Meng, then turned and left the room.

Outside the room, he saw Li Jing making breakfast in the kitchen, and Tang Feng walked over.

"You don't need to bring Meng Meng's breakfast in the morning. She is in a state of meditation now, and she probably won't wake up until noon." Tang Feng told Li Jing.

"Practicing? What is she doing? How can a martial artist be in a state of meditation?" Li Jing was a little puzzled. Martial artists usually train their bodies. She knew Meng Meng wanted to practice, so she prepared to make more breakfast in the morning so that Meng Meng wouldn't have enough to eat after training.

"Who said Meng Meng wanted to practice martial arts? From now on, Meng Meng is a spiritual practitioner." Tang Feng looked proud.

"Spiritual practitioner?!" Li Jing dropped the shovel on the ground.

Tang Feng was quick and grabbed the shovel.

Li Jing asked in a low voice: "Do you know how dangerous spiritual practitioners are?"

Tang Feng took a shovel and turned the pancake in the pot, and said lightly: "Of course I know, because I am a spiritual practitioner."

He took the pancake out of the pot, turned around and supported Li Jing who was crying softly, and lifted her face.

"Don't worry, Mengmeng is also my sister now, I won't hurt her, and before she grows up, I will protect her with my life."