Chapter 30: "The second manager, two men came outside, saying that they wanted to see their master." In a spacious room, the middle-aged man said with a flattering smile. At this moment, there was no longer arrogance on his face.

In this luxuriously decorated room, a man in his thirties was lying on the soft chuáng, enjoying the maid's head massage. After hearing this, he frowned and said, "Where are our Feng Mansion? Have you forgotten? Humph, what is the identity of the master? How can he see it easily? Let them wait slowly."

The middle-aged man responded and was about to leave, but he thought of the jade and bottle in his arms, so he added: "But these two people said that Lu Mo Chang'er asked them to come without stopping."

"Don't care..." The second manager suddenly paused. He opened his eyes and sat up from the soft chuáng, which shocked the maid and the middle-aged man who were giving him a massage. However, he didn't care about so much, but said in an extremely urgent voice: "Is it the order of Mr. Lu Mo Chang'e? Who are those two people and what are their names?"

Seeing the second manager like this, the middle-aged man's face changed slightly and he hurriedly said, "That's a pair of uncles, nephews or masters and apprentices, it should be called Feng Lide and Ying. "

"Win Chengfeng." As soon as his words fell, the second manager smiled and waved his hand repeatedly, saying, "Go and invite them in quickly, I'll report to the master now. Hehe, the master has been thinking about him for a long time, and he will definitely be very happy to finally get his news."

The middle-aged man gasped, and a sentence lingered in his mind.

The master has been thinking about him for a long time. It turns out that this guy is really the one he wants to summon.

Moreover, judging from the appearance of the second manager, it seems that the master attaches great importance to him.

"Why are you stupid? Why don't you go quickly?" the second manager scolded angrily.

"Yes, I'll go here." The middle-aged man returned to the gate in three steps and two steps. He opened the gate without hesitation, and filled his face with a smile, saying, "Mr. Yinglid, Mr. Ying Chengfeng, please come in quickly."

Yinglide breathed a sigh of relief. Although Lu Mo Chang's charity told him to bring Ying Chengfeng as soon as possible. But this place was Fengfu, a place that made him respect from the bottom of his heart. When he did not get the approval or met Feng Kuan in person, his heart was always hanging.

It was not until now that I saw the middle-aged servant's appearance of being arrogant at first and being respectful at the end that I felt relieved.

He clasped his fists and bowed, and smiled and said, "Thank you, brother."

However, just as he wanted to walk in, Ying Chengfeng pulled his sleeve and said, "Uncle, let's go back."

Victor was stunned for a moment, what about Piaotiansi.com?”

Ying Chengfeng said with a naive look on his face: "The Feng Mansion is so difficult to enter. If you meet Senior Feng Kuang later, wouldn't you have to spend money again?"

Yinglid said laughing and cryingly: "Don't talk nonsense. What an identity of Mr. Feng, the old man? Uncle's wealth is undoubtedly an ant in his eyes. If you don't understand, don't talk."

Ying Chengfeng nodded suddenly, and his eyes never looked at the pale middle-aged man, but said to himself: "Okay, my nephew understands."

Ying Lied turned around and suddenly saw the middle-aged man taking out two jade bottles and stuffing them.

In addition to the one he just sent out, there was also one.

"Mr. Ying, I am a young man who doesn't know gold and jade. Please forgive me and let me give you a second chance." The middle-aged man said with a bitter face: "There is a top-quality health pill collected here, so please accept it with a smile."

Judging from the appearance of the second manager, this uncle and nephew obviously cannot afford to offend him. If they are thinking about it, as long as they put a word in front of the master, they will be very miserable.

Victor was stunned for a moment and turned to look at his nephew.

Ying Chengfeng smiled slightly and said, "Uncle, since they are kind, you can accept it."

The middle-aged man then realized that the real demon was not the weather-beaten King Lid, but the Feng Chengfeng with a young and slightly young face.

However, he did not dare to care about this great man who could meet the master.

Yinglid smiled bitterly and took the jade bottle over. He sighed in his heart that his nephew was getting stronger and stronger, and he was increasingly reluctant to suffer losses. However, as a servant in the Fengfu gate, he was really rich, and he could even get the best health pill.

The two entered the hall, and before they could sit down, they heard a burst of thunderous laughter.

"Haha, that guy Zhang Mingyun is really rigid. He actually took you three months to release him."

With this hearty laughter, Feng Kuang strode in.

Yinglide's eyes lit up, and he quickly knelt down on the ground and said, "Disciple Yinglide pays homage to Master Feng."

Ying Chengfeng hesitated for a moment and then bowed down. Master Feng Kuang was very old, so it would be natural to bow down.

Feng Kuang waved his hand and a powerful force surged in, as if someone was supporting him, lifting the two of them up.

"Since I've come here, there is no need to be polite." Feng Kuang's eyes only glanced at Ying Lide and took it back. For him, there were countless disciples like Ying Lide who had seen him. If he was not Ying Chengfeng's uncle and the martial arts teacher Qi Méng, he would not even have the interest to glance at him.

"Master Feng." Ying Chengfeng said respectfully: "I am here this time to learn the spiritual path."

Feng Kuang laughed and said, "Even if you don't say it, I will teach you." He nodded to the people around him and said, "Take Yinglide down to rest and have a good time to entertain him. If you neglect, be careful of your dog."

The manager quickly agreed and went forward to lure Yinglid away.

There were only Feng Kuang and Ying Chengfeng left in the hall, and the smile on Feng Kuang's face slowly restrained. A strange expression appeared on his face, as if he was hesitating.

Ying Chengfeng stood quietly, and the atmosphere in the hall became strange.

After a while, Feng Kuang finally made a decision. He said in a deep voice: "Chefeng, I will ask you a question today. I hope you can answer the truth."

Ying Chengfeng bowed and said, "Please ask for inquiries from the master.

"I want to know how many spiritual skills Zhang Mingyun has taught you." Feng Kuang's eyes flashed with a sharp light, staring at Ying Chengfeng tightly.

Under this gaze, Ying Chengfeng inexplicably felt a strange feeling. That is, if he dared to lie, he would definitely be discovered by Feng Kuang.

With a wry smile, Ying Chengfeng said: "Master, I dare not deceive you. Although my master is the guide to the spiritual path of the younger generation, in addition to spiritual pattern knowledge, he has only taught the most basic spiritual path skills."

“The most basic?”

"Light"

Feng Kuang's eyes suddenly lit up, and his expression was filled with surprise: "So, he has not taught you the method of practicing the bloodline spiritual path."

Ying Chengfeng asked inexplicably: "Master, what is the method of practicing the bloodline spiritual path?"

Feng Kuang let out a sigh, he coughed a few times, and said dryly: "It's nothing, this is a special secret to spiritual cultivation, but unfortunately, not everyone is suitable for cultivation."

Ying Chengfeng's heart was slightly moved. He knew that this matter was definitely not that simple, but neither Zhang Mingyun nor Feng Kuang seemed to be extremely taboo about it. Even if he had a little bit of whine, he would immediately cover it up and would never say anything more.

It seemed that he could see the mihuo in Ying Chengfeng's eyes. Feng Kuang smiled and said, "Don't think too much. If you have achieved success in your spiritual path in the future, you will naturally be exposed to these secrets. But now, you should practice hard down-to-earth and never be too ambitious."

Ying Chengfeng felt a stern in his heart and hurriedly said, "Yes, I will remember it."

"Follow me." Feng Kuang laughed and said, "Since Zhang Mingyun has not taught the special secret of spiritual path, I can teach it with confidence."

His laughter was filled with joy, and all the worries disappeared.

Ying Chengfeng followed him toward the inner courtyard, and saw many servants along the way, each standing respectfully, waiting for them to move their bodies after they walked over for a long time.

From this we can see how much status Feng Kuang has in the mansion. This status is not an appearance of identity, but a true recognition he has gained in the minds of everyone with his strong strength.

After walking through several courtyards, I came to a warehouse.

Outside this warehouse, there are four men guarding each of them, each of them has plenty of eyes and agility.

Ying Chengfeng's eyesight is no longer the same as before, and he also emits spiritual power. At this time, his spiritual thoughts were slightly swept, and his face changed slightly.

Each of these four people has the ninth level of true qi cultivation. It can be said that no one will be inferior to Uncle Yu Ying Chengfeng when he comes out.

However, looking at their appearance, they were just guarding the Kumen.

I don’t know what is hidden in this warehouse, so Feng Kuang attaches so much importance to it.

Seeing Feng Kuang coming in person, the people guarding the Kumen naturally had no courage to get involved and opened the Kumen obediently.

Ying Chengfeng walked in with Feng Kuang and couldn't help but exclaim, even his face became strange.

There were hundreds of weapons in the warehouse. Although these weapons were different, Ying Chengfeng's divine thoughts swept away and found that they were all made of stainless steel.

It can be said that the hundreds of weapons here are all spiritual weapons embryos. As long as you engrave spiritual patterns on it and infusate spiritual power, you can become spiritual weapons.

Feng Kuang stretched out his feet and picked it up, and one of the weapons flew up and landed in front of Ying Chengfeng.

"Chengfeng, I heard that you are conducting a training assessment in the Zhang Mansion these three months." Feng Kuang asked lightly.

Of course, Chengfeng knew that this matter could not be hidden from others, so he answered very simply.
Chapter completed!