Metropolitan Super Deity

Ling Fei frowned slightly, it seemed that he couldn't avoid it.

"Okay, since you insist on me saying a few words, then I'll talk about my own opinion. Don't be angry if you don't like anything."

The old man laughed and said:

"Don't be angry, just say it."

Ling Fei glanced at him and said:

"No matter what you practice, you have to practice one exercise. You should start and finish. Although your Taijiquan has form and color, it lacks a sense of spirituality, which shows that you have become a monk halfway, and you have not laid a solid foundation when you were young."

The old man was startled, with a slightly dazed expression, obviously Ling Fei had hit the mark.

Ling Fei continued:

"Secondly, your attack shows a bit of killing spirit, which means that you have served as a soldier, and you may even be in a high position. Otherwise, the killing spirit on your body cannot have been honed by the gentle Taijiquan. Lose."

Now the old man sat cross-legged beside Ling Fei.

"Little friend, you continue to talk."

His address has become Xiaoyou. It is conceivable that he has been convinced by what Ling Fei said in his heart.

Ling Fei continued:

"In the end, your moves are not satisfactory in some places. It seems that they have not reached the perfect angle that the moves should achieve. I think it's not that you haven't cultivated enough, but that you have injuries on your body, and your body prevents you from using your full strength. go!"

After Ling Fei finished speaking at three o'clock, the old man was already dumbfounded.

After a long time, he said with emotion:

"I, Chu Haotian, have lived most of my life, and this is the first time I have met such a strange person as you. It is simply unheard of for me to have such vicious eyes at such a young age!"

"It's serious, I'm just expressing my feelings, it's nothing."

"No, being able to say it is enough to prove that you are not shallow. My friend, I don't know your name. If it's convenient, can I make a friend?"

Ling Fei lowered his head and thought for a moment.

Ever since he was betrayed, he has always believed that such things as friends are unnecessary.

However, now that I have regained my new life, if I still put my state of mind in the past, wouldn't I be trapped in the karma of the previous life?

Thinking of this, he said lightly:

"My name is Ling Fei."

After all, he actually found that his state of mind had improved a little!

In Ling Fei's previous life, he cultivated as a god of transformation. At that level, it is difficult to improve his state of mind except for comprehension.

Now that he has been promoted, his body has absorbed a lot of the power of the supreme emperor, and he has been slightly improved.

Ling Fei took a look inside, and found that the true energy had changed from a gaseous state to a foggy state, and it seemed that the foundation would be established soon.

"Lingfei, soaring in the sky, looking down on the world, what a good name."

Chu Haotian sighed with emotion, but did not notice any changes in Ling Fei.

"By the way, Ling Xiaoyou, I don't know, do I have the luck to do two tricks with you?"

Ling Fei was a little speechless. Although Chu Haotian was good at dealing with ordinary people, he was good at dealing with ordinary people. If you fight him, he can kill Chu Haotian with a single fart. This... how to fight?

So, he resolutely refused:

"Forget it, you are injured, you can't give full play, and you don't have the fun of fighting. Let's talk about it when you are free."

Chu Haotian sighed and said:

"That's not easy? I've had this injury for most of my life. When I was playing with a stick, I was only a teenager, and I was hurt by a cannonball. In this life, it seems that I will carry the injury into the coffin. "

"It turned out to be a veteran, I'm sorry."

In Lingfei's heart, he still respects these veterans who have made great contributions to China.

Chu Haotian waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Hehe, I'm old, now is the time for you young people."

Ling Fei lowered his head and pondered for two seconds, then said:

"If you don't mind, I can show you."

Chu Haotian was startled, and his heart beat violently.

"Little friend Ling, you still see a doctor?"

Ling Fei nodded and said:

"Know a thing or two."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pressed Chu Haotian's waist, and Chu Haotian immediately felt a warm current, and his waist injury for many years actually felt much better.

He couldn't help being deeply shocked again.

And what happened next, Ling Fei's words made his old eyes even more cloudy.

"Fortunately, there is a cure."

Chu Haotian grabbed Ling Fei's hand and said:

"Little friend Ling, you... are you telling the truth?"

"Yes! But I need some medicinal materials. The thousand-year-old fleece-flower root, and the five-hundred-year-old blood ganoderma. If you have these two, combined with acupuncture, you will be healed."

Chu Haotian's breathing became a little difficult because of his excitement.

"Ling...Little friend Ling, I, Chu Haotian, have half a foot in the coffin, and I can still meet you! I am so lucky! In this way, I will be responsible for finding things, and when the time comes, I will ask you to do so. Help."

Ling Fei couldn't help being a little surprised. Although there are many five-hundred-year-old blood ganoderma lucidum and thousand-year-old fleece-flower root in the cultivation world, they are rare things on earth. Financial resources alone are not enough to get them.

Unexpectedly, this Chu Haotian is not an ordinary person.

"It's a trivial matter. You are also injured for Huaxia, and I should help."

"Good! Good! If there are more people like Ling Xiaoyou in Huaxia, why not worry about it? By the way, Ling Xiaoyou, leave your phone number for me, so that I can contact you when the time comes."

"Um."

Ling Fei told Chu Haotian his number, and after Chu Haotian thanked him repeatedly, he handed Ling Fei a black card as a token of thanks.

Ling Fei didn't pay too much attention to it, didn't it mean that there was a trillion grandpas in it, for what purpose? Just put it in your pocket.

The two chatted for more than half an hour, Chu Haotian's driver came to pick him up, and Ling Fei was also planning to find a bench to spend the long night.

However, not long after he lay down, a gust of fragrant wind hit, interrupting his dream.

Opening his eyes, what came into his eyes was a pair of red pupils that glistened with tears.

Ling Fei was a little surprised.

"How did you come here?"

"Can't I come over?"

Mu Qingcheng bit her lip, her thin figure looked a little pitiful.

Ling Fei couldn't help having a headache.

He is not a fickle person, and he felt that he owed Mu Qingcheng a little in his previous life, but seeing her cry now, he felt that he was too unmanly in his heart!

He stood up and pulled Mu Qingcheng into his arms.

Mu Qingcheng's little hands were cold, and he felt a little distressed, so he warmed her body with true energy.

"Can you stop being so stupid? At night, at least add another dress."

"I'm just stupid, so what?"

"Obviously you, a big bastard, bullied me, why are you still so pushy?"

"Obviously I lost my parents, and even myself, but you still bully me?"

"Obviously I'm already your wife, but you still want to flirt outside?"

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When Mu Qingcheng talked about his sadness, he raised his small powder fist and beat Ling Fei's chest continuously.

"You big villain! Big pervert! You have no conscience! Flow...uh...."

Mu Qingcheng's words were blocked because Ling Fei blocked her mouth with his own.

She also calmed down, her body seemed to be a little weak, lying in Lingfei's arms, unable to move.