The heavens: pushing across all realms

During lunch, Yu Saifeng asked in surprise: "Why doesn't Shu Rong come to eat?"

Feng Ji ate in a hurry and said casually: "She was unwell and had lunch in the house."

Yu Saifeng immediately sighed and said: "Oh, she must be too sad when such a big thing happened to her Zhang family. My son, please stay with her more."

Feng Ji looked strange, coughed, nodded and said, "I understand."

After ending this topic, the second sister Feng Yinfeng couldn't help but ask: "Mom, what should the eldest sister do? The Duan family is moving to Guangdong, and it will be difficult to see her in the future."

Yu Saifeng shook his head and sighed: "What can we do? Since she married the Duan family, she is a member of the Duan family."

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Mom, second sister, aren't there trains for foreigners now? Can we get to Guangdong?"

Feng Yinfeng couldn't help but shake her head: "I've never heard of it."

Feng Ji didn't know the situation in the south, nor did he know when the trains in Guangdong began to be built in history.

But at this time, the concept of trains had been introduced to China.

As early as after the Opium War, scholars such as Lin Zexu had already written the book "Four Continents" to popularize railway knowledge.

Feng Ji seemed to have heard that there was a train track specially built for Cixi to travel in the imperial city of the capital.

He said: "At most we can go to Guangdong by water, which will be quick."

"Oh, it's not that simple. I heard people say that the fighting at sea is fierce, and pirates are swarming in groups. Ordinary ships don't dare to go to sea at all."

"Yes, anyway, now that eldest sister is gone, I'm afraid there won't be many opportunities to meet her."

At the dinner table, everyone was sighing.

Feng Changren knocked on the table and said: "Okay, okay, the Duan family also has a foundation in the south. If she goes there, she is not a refugee. It is better than being here in Shandong."

Hearing this, Yu Saifeng said: "The master is right, Shandong is really in chaos. I heard someone say yesterday that the church in Caozhou was smashed by the Boxer Boxers, and those people even killed foreigners. Well, alas, the world is really in chaos, and I don’t know if the foreigners will settle the scores.”

"Don't say that. By the way, Ji'er, the Zhang family has invited you to take Shu Rong back to attend Brother Youde's funeral. What do you think?"

Hearing this, Feng Ji put down his bowl and chopsticks and said, "Let's go there. After all, he is also Shu Rong's father."

Feng Yinfeng couldn't help but interjected: "Brother, everyone says that the Zhang family has become the lackeys of the Japanese. If you go now, won't you be stabbing someone in the spine?"

Yu Saifeng also quickly advised: "Yes, what if those lunatics from Yihequan know about it, and they don't know how to get it."

Feng Ji smiled and said with a grin: "Who dares to poke my spine?"

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

"Dad, since our family is moving away, the property here must be sold."

"Now other families are planning to leave Shandong. Only the Zhang family plans to stay. In my opinion, it is better to sell to him all the land titles that our family cannot take away."

Feng Changren's eyes suddenly lit up and he said: "That makes sense. I am worried that there is no one in Qingyuan County who can take over our property. If the Zhang family is willing to take over, we can escape."

He looked at Feng Ji and couldn't help but said, "But are you sure?"

Feng Ji smiled and said, "Let's give it a try. You sort out the fields and shops that need to be dealt with, and I'll go talk to that Zhang Yuan."

…

After lunch, Feng Ji practiced boxing in the backyard.

He was playing Zhao Family Boxing, a set of copper bridge and iron horse, a hard bridge and a hard horse, and his strength was condensed into one.

When he took action, he roared with force and exploded in the air.

Zhao Jian, who was watching this scene across from him, couldn't help but look complicated and full of bitterness.

The injury on his face has almost recovered. It was originally a flesh injury, and martial arts practitioners have a fast metabolism, but it has scabbed over in just a week.

At this time, a hideous scar was left on his face, extending from the top of his head along the corner of his eyebrows.

After Feng Ji finished his last move, he stood up with his fist closed, looked at Zhao Jian, and said with a smile: "Master Zhao, how do you think I learned?"

Zhao Jian smiled bitterly and clasped his fists, saying: "Zhao is finally convinced. Master Feng, the Zhao family fist in your hand is ten times more powerful than in my hand."

Feng Ji laughed loudly: "Master Zhao, you deserve the award. I'm just relying on my youth and physical strength."

Zhao Jian couldn't help but ask: "Master Feng, have you really entered Mingjin?"

Feng Ji nodded and said with a smile: "Yes."

Zhao Jian hesitated for a moment and said: "Master Feng, I have been practicing Zhaojia Quan for many years, but I still don't understand the key points. Can you give me some advice?"

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Master Zhao, you have a feeling of passing on the martial arts to me, and you sold me the medicinal bath method of Zhaojiaquan. I should reciprocate the favor."

"It's not difficult for those who know Ming Jin, but it's hard for those who don't know it. The main thing is to transport Qi and blood."

"Transporting Qi and blood?" Zhao Jian was confused and said, "Zhao asked himself that after practicing boxing for many years, Qi and blood have already reached their peak."

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Qi and blood will always reach their peak as they grow older. I'm talking about transportation."

"Why can Ming Jin burst out with huge power?"

"Intense?" Zhao Jian asked.

Feng Ji nodded: "Yes, but how can we twist this strength into one?"

"Is this... the result of the transfer of Qi and blood?"

Feng Ji smiled and nodded: "Yes, when you control your whole body's energy and blood to its peak, the force of the punch will be released in an instant. All muscles, bones, and tendons will exert force in the direction of the punch, and the force will naturally condense into a force. !”

"And the source of all this is to control Qi and blood."

"Use the power of Qi and blood to drive the muscles, bones and tendons, and explode with all your strength, then Ming Jin will come naturally."

As he said that, Feng Ji suddenly stepped out in front of him, stamped his feet on the ground to gain strength, and the energy and blood in his calves exploded instantly, driving the thigh muscles like springs, twisting his waist and shoulders at the same time, and punching instantly!

boom--!

The fist flew out as fast as lightning.

An explosion of energy roared in the void, blasting the air with great force, blowing the fist wind against his face.

Zhao Jian stood two meters away from Feng Ji, and his clothes were rustled by the wind of the fist.

He was even more frightened by the power of this punch, and subconsciously took a step back!

Feng Ji smiled and said: "This is Ming Jin!"

Zhao Jian's expression was shaken, full of shock, and at the same time, there seemed to be a clear understanding in his eyes. He stood there, deep in thought.

Feng Ji didn't bother him, turned around and looked outside the yard, only to see Zhang Jin waiting.

He strode over and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Master, these are the land deeds and shops that I have sorted out. They are all planned to be sold. I will leave them to you."

Feng Ji nodded and said: "I know, go prepare some wreaths. I will go to Zhang's house tomorrow."

Zhang Jin nodded repeatedly and suddenly said: "By the way, Mr. Fang from the pharmacy said that his friend came to Shandong and might go to the store in the afternoon. Would you like to have a look?"

Feng Ji was stunned and immediately asked: "Old friend Fang? Is your surname Wang?"

"Yes, that's Senior Wang Wu." Zhang Jin nodded repeatedly.

Feng Ji suddenly smiled and said immediately: "I'll go over now."

Wang Wu was one of the top ten masters in the late Qing Dynasty. Of course Feng Ji wanted to meet this hero.