People are in the heavens, starting from being wanted

Zang Feng, who was practicing with his eyes closed, could still feel it clearly, and was surprised again and again.

Right.

The sun at noon is hotter than at other times.

and so.

Absorption will be more.

This not only reminded him of the law of energy conservation.

Sitting there without moving for several hours, maidservants and servants kept passing by, all looking at her with strange eyes.

Some people were even worried that the young master was sick, so they rushed to tell Uncle Fu who was busy.

When Uncle Fu came over and saw Zang Feng sitting cross-legged on the rattan chair practicing, he couldn't help being stunned, and then hurried past, thinking that the young master's posture is exactly the same as the Taoist priests in the Taoist temple, but he doesn't remember that his young master has learned Taoism. ?

He wanted to yell but he was afraid of offending the young master.

It's just...the sun at this time is too vicious.

Uncle Fu frowned and hesitated for a moment, then told a servant next to him, "Young master will get sunburned on such a hot day, hurry up and bring a big umbrella over here to protect yourself from the sun."

"okay!"

The servants left.

Not long after, he and another person came over with a large parasol, stretched it open, and stood beside Zangfeng. In the blink of an eye, the scorching sun was covered.

Although Zang Feng closed his eyes, he still felt the sudden weakening of the fire power absorption.

Hastily opened his eyes.

Look up.

I am Nima....

When will there be such a big parasol.

"Master, wake up, don't get sunburned in such a hot day, the master and madam will be worried."

Hear what Forber said.

The corners of Zang Feng's eyes twitched, I thank you... the whole family.

Such a covering.

I still suck a fart!

However, thinking that Uncle Fu was also concerned about it, he said with a smile, "It's okay, Uncle Fu still asks someone to move this thing away so that I can bask in the sun."

"what?"

"It turns out that the young master wants to bask in the sun, hurry up, you two move away quickly."

As soon as the parasol is moved away.

The sun shrouded the body again, and the warmth was instantly absorbed into the body and transformed into energy.

"Okay, Uncle Fu, what are you supposed to be busy with!"

"This one……"

Uncle Fu looked up at the scorching sun, he was really worried that the young master would be dehydrated in the end, but when he saw the young master closed his eyes again, he didn't know what to say, after thinking about it, he still wanted to Tell the lady as well.

When the Tibetan mother learned that her precious son had been sitting in the sun for several hours, she couldn't sit still, so she stood up suddenly.

A thought flashed in Zang Feng's mind.

Personal data is turned on.

Seeing the column of Immortal Art, the power of fire has changed from not yet mastered to 0.1, and he was suddenly overjoyed.

The method of absorbing the power of the five elements.

It worked.

it is good!

While the sun is getting worse, make persistent efforts.

But suddenly, my mother's anxious tone came into my ears.

"Son, what are you doing here? It's such a big sun, you're going to feel so sorry for your mother."

Followed by.

His body was hugged.

Zang Feng quickly restrained his thoughts, opened his eyes, looked at his mother with slightly red eyes, and said that his mother really loved him very much.

"Son, I heard Uncle Fu say that you are in a daze. I have already gone to ask the doctor from the hospital."

"Uh...."

Zang Feng wanted to cry but had no tears: "Mother, I'm not in a daze."

"Aren't you dazed to bask in the sun stupidly, and still pose like this?"

Listen to what my mother said.

Zang Feng couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, he had no choice but to explain: "I'm really not dazed, basking in the sun is just cultivating."

"Cultivation?"

The mother was taken aback when she heard the words, then quickly raised her head and touched his forehead: "Son, don't scare mother, I'll just you..."

"Okay, mother, I'm really fine. Let me tell you this. When I came back, I met an old Taoist priest who was about to starve to death. I saved his life, so I said that I have a predestined relationship with Taoism, and taught me how to practice Taoism." Then I left, I was not idle, I just wanted to practice, not to mention, just for a short while, I feel that my mental state has improved a lot.”

As soon as this word comes out.

The mother opened her mouth slightly, looking in disbelief.

Seeing what his son said was serious, he was dubious: "Son, you really didn't lie to me?"

"Really do not have!"

Available in the next second.

Zang Feng saw his mother becoming furious: "This damned old Taoist priest, what are you spreading nonsense, causing my son to be exposed to the sun for so long, son, do you know where that old Taoist priest lives? I'll ask him to reason about it!"

"..."

It happened that Fu Bo came over at this time: "Madam, young master, lunch is ready."

Zang Feng didn't practice anymore when he heard that, he got up and helped his mother: "Mother, I practiced all morning, I'm really hungry, let's eat."

Mother nodded: "Uncle Fu, let the kitchen do more."

at the dinner table.

It was impossible to escape some inquiries.

Zang Feng simply threw all the blame on the unwarranted old Taoist priest.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

At the east gate, an old man in a shabby Taoist robe, just took a wine gourd hanging from his waist, took off the stopper and was about to take a sip when his nose suddenly became sore and he sneezed three times in a row.

The old man rubbed his nose.

"Grandma is a bear. The Taoist temple was blown up. Now I have a hard time as an old Taoist. I can't do it. I have to find a big family to take me in."

Finish muttering quietly.

Suddenly a smell of meat wafted over in an instant, the old man wriggled his nose and squirmed from the corner of his mouth, and followed the smell of meat to find it.

Wait for dinner.

Zang Feng practiced for another two hours before giving up.

The power of fire is still stuck at 0.1.

He asked people to put away the rattan chair, then went back to his room, raised his right hand, and turned his index finger slightly.

"The Law of the Five Elements Burning!"

The voice did not fall.

I saw a surge of energy on the tip of the index finger, and then, a cluster of small flames was born.

"There really is!"

Zang Feng was pleasantly surprised when he saw it.

however.

Joy just came, and with a puff, the little flame went out in an instant.

"Mist grass, is it over so soon?"

Unwilling to give up, he used the power of the five elements again.

But there was no movement for a long time.

It can only be said that the cultivation has not reached home.

Although it was a bit of a shock, I thought that as long as I persisted in practicing, then one day, the small flame would become a big flame.

Looking at the gradually setting sun.

The eyeballs rolled slightly.

Immediately opened the door and found Forber.

"Master, what's the matter?"

"Forbe, help me find some fire."

"what?"

"It's the stove, firewood, whatever can make a fire, hurry up!"

"Okay, young master, just wait a moment, I will arrange it right away."

The sun is gone, but there is still fire.

The heart of cultivation is unstoppable.

With a word from the young master, Uncle Fu and the others broke their legs, and when night fell, the Tibetan father in formal attire and glasses came back with a briefcase.

"Master, you are back!"

Forbe stepped forward.

"Ok!"

Father Zang nodded slightly, but when he saw the two servants holding the firewood, he couldn't help asking in doubt: "What is this for?"

"Master, it is the thing that the young master said to be able to light a fire."

"What is he lighting a fire for?"

"I don't know about this, maybe...it might have something to do with cultivation!"

Forber thought of what happened during the day, and said uncertainly.

"What did you say about cultivation?"

Father Tibetan was a little confused when he heard that.

Uncle Fu had no choice but to narrate what he had said during the day, and he heard that his name was mysterious and mysterious. His son started practicing Taoism?

Unacceptable, he threw the briefcase into Uncle Fu's hands, and hurried to the room where Zang Feng was. Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived, he saw that there were countless firewood in the large and small stoves in Zang Feng's room, making the whole room smoky. Burnt, smoky.

"Cough cough cough..."

Immediately, there was a severe cough that choked the nose.

A cough is heard.

Zang Feng raised his head and saw that it was his father, "Father, why are you here? Is there something wrong?"

"Ahem, what the hell are you doing?"