"What plans could I possibly have?" Yi Feng sighed and said with a somber face, "For now, I can only make a living by guarding this little plot of land. Of course, if I could take on a few more apprentices, that would be great too!"
"Oh."
Qing Shan Patriarch nodded slightly, feeling a bit disappointed inside.
The reason he asked was hoping to get some insights from Yi Feng about the future direction of things. If he could learn a thing or two, it would be a shortcut for him and his disciple.
But Yi Feng's response seemed to have answered nothing.
Since Yi Feng didn't want to disclose anything, Qing Shan Patriarch naturally didn't dare to ask further.
However, the successful borrowing of the knife today was already satisfactory. After a brief chat, the two bid farewell and left the martial arts school.
After walking a considerable distance away from the martial arts school, the two resumed their breath and turned into two streams of light flying towards Qing Shan Gate.
As soon as he returned to Qing Shan Gate, Qing Shan Patriarch hurriedly walked inside.
"Master, wait for me, wait for me!" Zhu Yun trotted behind Qing Shan Patriarch with an eager face.
"What do you want?" Qing Shan Patriarch asked impatiently.
"Hehe." Zhu Yun rubbed her hands together and smiled, "Master, can I take a look at that knife?"
"What's there to see?" Qing Shan Patriarch snapped.
"Just one glance, please." Zhu Yun begged, bowing her head.
"Humph!"
Qing Shan Patriarch snorted coldly and impatiently took out the knife.
"Whoosh!"
As the blade was unsheathed, a different kind of aura was released. Zhu Yun squinted her small eyes and cautiously reached out her hand to touch it. In an instant, Qing Shan Patriarch put away the sword.
"Alright, you've seen enough. I'll go into seclusion for a day and inform the high-level members of the sect to hold a meeting tomorrow."
With that, Qing Shan Patriarch turned into a stream of light and disappeared.
Zhu Yun's hand hung in the air, and her face twitched. She smashed the air toward the direction where Qing Shan Patriarch left, but she didn't dare to disobey his command and quickly notified the members of the sect about the meeting tomorrow...
"Doggy, come here."
Lying in the courtyard, Yi Feng waved his hand to summon Ao Qing.
Ao Qing wagged his tail with great enthusiasm and came to Yi Feng's feet, squinting his eyes.
Playing with the dog was part of Yi Feng's daily routine.
After petting the dog, Yi Feng stretched lazily, then took off his shirt, revealing his smooth and healthy skin.
"Let's do some boxing, if we don't move, our bones and muscles will soon fall apart."
With that, Yi Feng stretched his muscles and walked to the side, entering a state of meditation.
Then, he began to perform a set of Shaolin boxing, flowing smoothly like clouds and water. Although he had no cultivation, his boxing technique had already reached a level comparable to that of a god. His movements were full of beauty and strength, and with each punch and kick, the wind and qi stirred up, creating a sense of profoundness.
Next to him, Ao Qing's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but let out a howl of excitement. As soon as Yi Feng began his movements, the space around him was filled with martial arts intent. Although the movements were not complex and appeared to be simple punches, there was a profound sense of emotion imbued within them.
Unconsciously, Ao Qing seemed to have understood something, and his realm directly broke through a level. However, as time passed, he found it harder and harder to understand what was happening.
More strangely, he wanted to memorize the boxing techniques, but he couldn't seem to remember what moves Yi Feng had just performed.
Meanwhile, the set boxing had reached a white-hot state, and the intensity of the martial arts intent was so strong that it almost overwhelmed Ao Qing. When he tried to look again, he felt dizzy and realized that this was a realm beyond his capabilities. He quickly closed his eyes, knowing that he couldn't covet it...
Finally, Yi Feng finished his movements. "That was refreshing," he said, wiping the sweat off his forehead. It had been a while since he last exercised, so doing a set of boxing was extremely satisfying.
Looking at his dog's appearance, Yi Feng chuckled and rubbed his head, saying, "So, how was it? Pretty impressive, huh?"
Ao Qing barked twice.
"You're quite smart," Yi Feng drank some water and said, "Since that's the case, I'll do another set."
He put down his teacup and began to meditate again. It was good to exercise more, especially since he had another set of internal boxing to practice.
Ao Qing's face turned ugly. "Senior, I know you have good intentions and want to train me well, but you have to see if I can handle it!"
The Shaolin boxing just now had already made him feel dizzy and almost made him explode. Now, Yi Feng was going to perform another, more profound set of boxing. He couldn't even bear to look at it! Of course, it wasn't that he didn't want to, but he needed the capability to be able to witness it.
After finishing the second set of boxing, Yi Feng was drenched in sweat but felt even more refreshed. He took a shower and then lay back down on the recliner.
He then took out the flame bead given to him by Qing Shan Lao Zu and studied it carefully...