Trafford’s Trading Club

Mo Xiaofei and Zhui Feng looked at each other, somewhat unsure of where these two uncles were coming from.

"Then... uncles, did you make something wrong?" Mo Xiaofei stood up, "We are just passing by here, not some young masters."

Song Da, who called himself Song Qingshu, said sternly: "You two young masters, there is no need to hide it. Just now, my two brothers have seen the young master's miraculous Qinggong skills. They are really amazing!"

Mo Xiaofei was stunned... He had tried his best to fly in uninhabited places, and basically chose to take the night route. Today, because the roads were all mountainous, he planned to fly for a while during the day, as expected. was seen.

"To tell you the truth, my two brothers are also martial arts practitioners." Song Da, who called himself Song Qingshu, exhaled slowly at this time and put his palm on the trunk of an uncle next to him.

The moment Song San's palm left, a clear palm print was left on the tree trunk, which was about an inch or two deep.

"Wow, how did you do this..." Zhui Feng walked to the tree trunk curiously and looked at the palm print carefully.

With the strength of his demon clan, it is not difficult to blow up this tree. The difficulty is that he has no way to leave a palm print with such a light press.

Song San's face turned bright at this moment, and he laughed and said: "It's just some soft palm skills. Compared with the light skills of this young master, it's really far behind."

A martial arts master?

Mo Xiaofei blinked his eyes. Since there are monsters like Zhui Feng in this world, there are also real dragons, and he is even a superpower...and the boss, so it doesn't seem particularly strange that there are martial arts masters.

Mo Xiaofei always felt that it was better not to expose his superpower. Since these two uncles thought it was the so-called light skill, it didn't matter.

"I wonder where these two young masters learned from?" Song Da asked, cupping his fists.

Mo Xiaofei coughed slightly and said: "This...I'm sorry, I promised the teacher, I can't reveal it casually..."

"Understood." Song Da nodded, as if he was not surprised, and immediately said directly: "I'm really sorry to bother you two, but my two brothers have practiced hard since they were young, and they have learned a lot of kung fu. And this land of China Although the land is vast, it is really hard to find traces of real martial arts practitioners nowadays. My two brothers have not made any progress for a long time, and I wonder if the two young masters can provide some guidance."

In fact, what Song Da said was already very polite.

It was precisely because he saw these two people flying for such a long time that Song Da had such good patience and called out "little master". Otherwise, judging from the actual situation, these two were just children.

On the other side, Mo Xiaofei even felt that he would be sorry if he postponed it. After all, the big man's eyes were shining.

But I don’t know martial arts...

"Let me try it!"

Unexpectedly, Zhui Feng said something enthusiastically, then put out his palms and stood in front of the tree trunk with his eyes closed. He followed Song San's example and pressed his palms on the tree trunk.

It's just that after Zhuifeng pressed it for a while, there was no movement.

Song Da and Song San looked at each other at this time, and Song San shook his head, and then smiled slightly, "Little master, although this soft palm move is not a superior skill, it can be regarded as a success after many years of hard training... …fruit……"

Suddenly, Zhui Feng's body erupted with a surging wild energy, and in an instant it seemed as if there were countless murderous auras rising into the sky, covered by dark clouds!

Under the collision of this terrifying wave of murderous intent, Song Da and Song San were instantly thirsty and their brains were roaring!

Hearing a bang, Song Da and Song San's eyes widened at the same time, and their eyeballs almost fell out.

Just because the trunk was under the palm of Zhui Feng, the whole tree exploded directly, and the trunk that was difficult for one person to wrap around was directly turned into sawdust...

Rumble…

"It's really difficult..." Zhui Feng shook his head, glanced at his palm, and pressed it towards another tree, as if he was planning to try it again.

Mo Xiaofei walked up to Zhui Feng in shock and hit him on the head hard, "You are stupid, this is a scenic spot, what if you break something and have to pay for it?"

"Brother, I have restrained my strength..." Zhuifeng immediately shrugged his shoulders.

He was not afraid of anything, but for some reason he was afraid of Mo Xiaofei's lesson, so he had no choice but to bow his head honestly.

Mo Xiaofei sighed at this moment and said: "I still have some pocket money left. I will go find the person in charge here later to see if I want to pay compensation and whether it is enough. Also, the evil spirit you just released There are too many, what if we are discovered?”

"I'm sorry, I tried my best to contain it, but actually I didn't release much..." Zhui Feng lowered his head.

Mo Xiaofei sighed again, casually rubbed Zhui Feng's head, and then turned around, "By the way, the two uncles...hey, where are they?"

Mo Xiaofei blinked. The two strange uncles who suddenly appeared disappeared at some point.

Zhui Feng sniffed, then pointed in a direction and said, "It seems to be over there, do you want to catch up?"

"Forget it, let's see how to deal with this tree first." Mo Xiaofei shook his head.

He was probably scared away by the demonic aura released by Zhui Feng... For Mo Xiaofei, this was just a small episode.

…

Under the telephone pole outside the woods, Song Da and Song San were leaning on each other. The two brothers were soaked to the skin and gasping for air.

"This kind of murderous aura...is it really released by people?" Song San took several deep breaths at this time, "For just a moment, I almost thought I was going to be killed..."

He planned to smoke a cigarette, but the palm holding the cigarette case kept trembling. The cigarette suddenly fell from the cigarette case, and he was unable to catch it.

At this time, Song Da was also reciting in his mind the formula that the blind man had written earlier about his Kung Fu, and gradually calmed down. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh, "When I was still in the Shaolin Temple, the master once said that the capable people in China There are many heretics, there is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. The blind man also said that no matter what level he is at, there are still many people who are more powerful than him..."

Song Da smiled bitterly again: "We three brothers have been living in a foreign country for a long time in these years. Not only our martial arts have stagnated, but our vision has also stagnated... If the palm of the little master just now was imprinted on me, I would If you practice kung fu all over the place, I'm afraid you won't be able to stop him."

"Yeah, who would have thought that these two young people could have such profound warriors' true power?" Song San also sighed, and then said: "Maybe... maybe this is not just the warrior's true power. .”

"You mean... these two young masters are the same as the blind man?" Song Da was startled.

Song Sandao: "Ada, to be honest, you and I are both warriors. We have practiced hard for decades... Do you think that with the true power of a warrior, we can really fly across the sky? That is just our fantasy all the time. "

Song Da remained silent, but he already agreed with Song San's words to some extent. This was Wudang after all. Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, it is just a famous scenic spot, but Wudang Mountain has hidden dragons and crouching tigers. This was something he had heard his master mention when he was still in the Shaolin Temple.

However, despite their words, they met two young people with unique skills that were far beyond their own. The two brothers Song Da and Song San couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. They had no intention of continuing the tour and rushed directly to the house in the bamboo forest. .

Unexpectedly, I met a blind man walking out on the road.

When Mr. Blind saw the two of them, he didn't say much, and said directly: "I have finished handling the Wudang matter, and we are leaving here."

"So fast?" Song Dayi was startled.

Mr. Blind said: "I have seen the message that my sect brother left for me. It contains my sect's special interpretation method. He has already told me the destination of this trip... Without further ado, let's leave now." Bar."

"Okay." Song Da nodded, but he suddenly remembered the two young masters he met in the forest. After thinking about it, he said: "By the way, blind man, let me ask you something."

"explain."

"Is there anyone like you on Wudang Mountain?" Song Da asked, staring at Mr. Blind.

Mr. Blind was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "There used to be."

"Then now..."

Mr. Blind didn't say anything, but said calmly: "It's getting late, do you want to leave? If not, I can do it myself."

Song Da and Song San looked at each other and nodded. They did not mention meeting the young master in the woods because that would be too embarrassing.

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Mo Xiaofei and Zhui Feng walked around the area and found no place like a management office. In desperation, Mo Xiaofei had to go back to the original place and dispose of the 'body' of the fallen ancient tree. , then they decided to continue on their way with Zhui Feng.

It is possible to encounter living people in the deep mountains and old forests. It seems that traveling during the day is indeed a bit dangerous. As a last resort, Mo Xiaofei can only continue his plan to travel at night.

"Also, Zhui Feng, we were obviously heading towards Mount Tai, why did we fly to Mount Wudang? There's something wrong with your navigation!"

Starting from where they live, Mount Wudang is not on a straight line connecting Mount Tai.

"This is a mountainous road with the same appearance, and there are no road signs... so it's good that we didn't go to the sea, right?" Zhui Feng stuck out his tongue, and then suddenly said: "Brother, there are lights in front, it seems that someone lives there. "

It was light coming from the depths of the bamboo forest, and it seemed to be a wooden house.

"Why don't you stay here tonight and check it out?" Zhui Feng suggested.

Mo Xiaofei thought for a while and realized that he had traveled all day and night since last night. The flight time was about fifteen hours, which was indeed close to his limit.

At this moment, he also felt a little pain in his head. He knew that he could not continue to force himself, so he could only nod.

They then landed quietly in front of the wooden house... It was a very exquisite house, and it didn't look like it was built casually.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

Mo Xiaofei and Zhui Feng waited outside the door for a long time before they heard footsteps, and then an old man with gray hair and a haggard look opened the door.

"Hello, uncle." Mo Xiaofei said very politely: "My brother and I got lost near here. I don't know if we will find this place. Our mobile phone just ran out of battery... Can you let us stay here?" night?"

The old man looked at Mo Xiaofei and Zhui Feng for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.

It's just that his eyes were gloomy and scary, which made Mo Xiaofei and Zhui Feng feel vaguely uncomfortable. Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly showed a smile and said kindly: "Come in, it's cold outside. Come in first." Let’s talk after a while, I happen to be cooking too, so if you don’t mind, you can eat some too.”

"Thank you, uncle!" Mo Xiaofei quickly thanked him politely.

After the old man led the two people into the wooden house, he walked towards the kitchen and left the two people in a small hall in the house.

The structure of this wooden house is older than any old house Mo Xiaofei has ever seen, but it is very clean. It seems that someone has always lived here.

Zhui Feng rested his hands on his pillow and said, "Brother, this old man looks weird. Be careful later... He lives in this deep mountain and forest. I don't know why this old man lives here alone."

Mo Xiaofei nodded. The old man's eyes did look a little strange at first.

It seemed lifeless, but suddenly it brightened up.

Zhui Feng yawned at this time, lay down on the table and said, "Brother, I'm a little sleepy, please call me after dinner."

Mo Xiaofei shook his head, looking at Zhui Feng falling asleep, he couldn't laugh or cry.

It's just that it was unusually quiet in the depths of the bamboo forest, and it was even more silent when the sun went down. There was only candlelight swaying in front of his eyes. As he was doing it, Mo Xiaofei became a little tired, and he slowly closed his eyes unknowingly.

For people with superpowers like him, the best way to replenish their energy is to rest and sleep.

At this moment, a night breeze blew outside the window and instantly blew out the candlelight in the small hall.

Soon after, the wooden door outside the hall slowly opened, and the old man who had gone to the kitchen came in holding some food. He didn't plan to light the candles, but just used some light from outside the hall to get active here.

After that, the old man slowly looked at Mo Xiaofei and Zhui Feng who had fallen asleep, picked up his rice bowl, and started eating slowly.

While eating, he said: "I used to eat delicacies from the mountains and seas every day, and lived a life of fine food and clothing. I didn't think it was bad, nor did I feel tired of eating, so I would occasionally have a simple meal. The doctor said I should eat more lightly, but I think life is so short, why should I limit myself?"

Mo Xiaofei and Zhui Feng still haven't woken up yet.

The old man continued to mutter to himself: "Haha, now I feel that being able to eat this simple meal is actually a blessing... It's a pity that my life will not be long. You said, if my life is not long, I should what to do?"

The old man stared at Mo Xiaofei and Zhui Feng, and suddenly his face became gloomy, "You are still so young, and you have a lot of time in the future... Why don't you lend me some time?"

Feng shui metaphysics reverses yin and yang and changes destiny against nature. Naturally, there is also a way to extend life by borrowing life.

"Don't blame me, you guys bumped into each other..." The old man suddenly opened his eyes, "I, Huang Qiqi, have spent my life helping people change their lives. Now it's my turn..."