Signed in for eight years, was exposed by the school girl's niece

Ye Qing smiled and smacked his chest, and said angrily.

"Okay, shouldn't you, a Taoist priest, have no desires or desires? Why are you still holding back!"

"For the sake of your vegetable garden, I'll give you some guidance. You go and make a set first, and I'll take a look!"

Hearing that Ye Qing agreed to guide, Wang Feng was overjoyed, and stood unsteadily on the open space in front of him.

"Brother Ye, then I'll do my best!"

"Hurry up, don't whine!"

At this time, Wang Feng stood in front of Ye Qing, no longer laughing and laughing, but calmly, adjusting his breathing!

"call!"

With a sudden sound, Wang Feng waved his sleeve, and there was a burst of explosion in the air instantly!

At this moment of strength, it was like a gun being shot like a dragon, bringing a hurricane!

Under the moonlight, Wang Feng played a set of Taijiquan, every move and every gesture was accompanied by the roar of a tiger and the roar of a dragon!

At the foot of the mountain in the distance, several members of the hermit family who were walking down at this time saw Wang Feng who was practicing Taijiquan from a distance, they stopped immediately, and held their breath!

"Mist grass, this is a master!"

One of the middle-aged men in Taoist robes was stunned when he saw Wang Feng's punching wind and the crackling sound circling in his ears!

The few people around me were dumbfounded when they saw this scene. This Tai Chi fight can be described as flowing and natural!

Soon, several of them recognized Wang Feng in front of them and exclaimed.

"My God, isn't this the little Taoist priest who provoked the White Horse Temple?"

"It's no wonder that the White Horse Temple can suffer so much. It turns out that there is such a skill!"

"Wait! Who is the person next to him!?"

At this time, after Wang Feng finished playing a set, Ye Qing rolled up his sleeves and walked up to Wang Feng.

"You kid, you still look good, but you're almost there!"

Ye Qing nodded affirmatively at first, and then took a deep breath, his hands seemed to be playing with clear shadows, it seemed that they were far away, false and real!

Then, Ye Qing suddenly exerted his energy, and a large tree in front of him dropped a large number of leaves!

The power of this force, even the few casual cultivators who stopped to watch felt the strong wind blowing on their faces!

Suddenly, several people felt their scalps go numb, the corners of their mouths trembled, and they couldn't say anything!

Wang Feng just now made them feel stunned, it can be regarded as the breakthrough of Taijiquan!

But Ye Qing at this time has already brought this Tai Chi to an impossible height!

"My God, Brother Ye, how did you do it!?"

It was Wang Feng who was dumbfounded when he saw this scene!

The so-called layman watches the excitement, and the insider watches the way. He, Wang Feng, has practiced Tai Chi for so long, so he naturally knows what level Ye Qing is able to achieve!

Ye Qing didn't speak at this time, but relaxed his body, withdrew his energy, and then looked at Wang Feng.

"You can do this too, but your Tai Chi still has two flaws!"

Hearing Ye Qing mentioned the key point, Wang Feng became serious and looked at Ye Qing like a good student.

"Speaking of your Tai Chi, the biggest flaw right now is the momentum!"

"Stand up!?"

Hearing what Ye Qing said, Wang Feng was a little puzzled.

"Yes, it's the momentum!"

"Whether it is in normal practice or in actual combat, the starting momentum is very important!"

"Whether it's the virtual or real routine of your boxing, or the overall rhythm of speed, the starting posture has set the tone!"

"Your starting position is too focused on exerting force, which affects the overall rhythm. Moreover, it is too easy to be caught by your opponent!"

Wang Feng nodded solemnly. He didn't think so before, but now after hearing what Ye Qing said, he also realized his problem.

"Brother Ye, what should I do?"

Ye Qing touched his chin and smiled slightly.

"This is easy to handle, I will teach you!"

Wang Feng also smiled, but suddenly frowned, finding something, and said meaningfully.

"But Brother Ye, aren't you afraid of being stolen by outsiders?"

Feeling the presence of a few casual cultivators behind him at this moment, Wang Feng said half jokingly and half seriously.

"It's okay, they can't learn!"

"Forehead......"

Ye Qing didn't bother so much, and told Wang Feng one by one of his experience and techniques.

Wang Feng is also a master, so he can quickly catch his own problems, and with Ye Qing's help, he has made rapid progress!

But at this moment, the group of people who were secretly watching from behind were already stupefied!

"Isn't this the one who led the catastrophe of the White Horse Temple before!?"

"Oh my god, this is too strong!"

"Did any of you understand the few tricks he taught this Taoist priest just now?"

Speaking of this, several people stared and shook their heads at the same time!

Among them, there are also people who have studied Taiji, but in their eyes, everything about the two of them is too supernatural...

Ye Qing communicated with Wang Feng for a while, seeing that it was getting late, so he didn't stay any longer, and returned to the hotel!

Unexpectedly, just after entering the room, Wang Feng's body softened and he fell on the sofa.

Ye Qing looked at him contemptuously, and said angrily.

"What's the matter with you boy? This won't work?"

While talking, Ye Qing sat aside and made himself a pot of tea.

At this moment, when it was quiet, Wang Feng's stomach let out a gurgling sound!

"Cuckoo!"

Wang Feng also smiled awkwardly at this time, and looked at Ye Qing pitifully.

"Brother Ye, I'm hungry!"

Ye Qing ignored Wang Feng, but continued to make tea.

"You little Taoist, what, do you also eat supper in the mountains?"

Wang Feng pursed his mouth and complained.

"What kind of supper, I didn't have dinner just now!"

Ye Qing stood up and walked helplessly into the kitchen.

"Come on, you kid took me as your nanny!"

"You asked me to teach you boxing again, and you asked me to cook for you!"

Hearing this, Wang Feng rubbed his head in embarrassment, and walked over in a hurry.

"Hey, I know that Brother Ye has a tofu heart! Brother Ye is the best!"

"If you keep talking, I'll give you the kitchen knife in my hand!"

"Don't, don't, Brother Ye, I was wrong..."

Because there were only two people, Ye Qing ordered two dishes casually not long after.

After the meal, the two chatted casually again, and then went back to their rooms to sleep.

Subsequently.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Ye Qing's cell phone rang with a rush of ringtones.

Ye Qing took out his mobile phone and saw that the caller was none other than Zhao Mengchen, the president of Pufa Bank!

"Hello! Mr. Ye!"

After answering the phone, a familiar voice came from the other end.

"Well, is something wrong?"

Ye Qing agreed, and then asked.

"Mr. Ye is like this. We are going to give you a gift. Look, where will this be sent to you?"

"Okay, I'll send you the address, you accept it!"

Immediately, Ye Qing sent the address of the villa to Zhao Mengchen, and then added.

"If there is no one when you go, just call this number, and I sent it to you just now!"

With the address, Ye Qing also sent Su Qingcheng's mobile phone number just now.

"Okay! Excuse Mr. Ye!"

After speaking, Ye Qing hung up the phone.

But at this time, Wang Feng on the side looked at Ye Qing with a thief-like expression.

"Brother Ye, is it a girl?"

Ye Qing gave him a white look, and raised her middle finger contemptuously.

"I said, you Taoist priest, why do you still ask so many questions!?"

"It's the president of a bank, he just wants to give me a gift!"

"Oh, I see!"

Hearing what Ye Qing said, Wang Feng finally understood.

"Brother Ye, how much money have you saved there? They even brought you gifts!"

"Not much!"

Ye Qing said calmly while walking.

Wang Feng nodded, thinking the same thing, how much money can be saved with this savings!

"It's only [-] million saved!"

But at this time, Ye Qing quietly added.

Wang Feng: "..."

! ! ! ? ? ?

"Brother Ye, are you kidding me! Two thousand billion!?"

Ye Qing spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Why am I lying to you? It's not much!"

"Not much!?"

Wang Feng looked at Ye Qing in shock, his eyelids twitched wildly!

"Mist Grass! Brother Ye, are you still speaking human words!?"

On the other side, Ivy drove a Mercedes-Benz big G, and brought Su Qingcheng and the others back home.

As soon as they came back, some tired people slumped down on the sofa.

"It's still comfortable at home!"

Su Qingcheng, who was lying on a bed with Ge You, stretched and yawned.

Lin Xuan and Su Yuechan ran into the kitchen, ready to find something to eat to pad their stomachs, but after searching for a long time, they found that there was no food at all.