"Yes, master." Zhuo Yifeng said with a smile that he was not dissatisfied with being punished.
"Master, it will be ready soon." Zhuo Yifeng kept turning the game on the fire, then took out the spices and sprinkled them on the game.
All of a sudden, a strange fragrance diffused, and the man in black couldn't help swallowing his mouth and saying, "your barbecue skill is really good."
"It's a family skill." Zhuo Yifeng said with a smile: "I still remember when my father taught me to barbecue when I was a child, that taste was delicious."
About half a month ago, Zhuo Yifeng caught a game and barbecued here alone. The man in black suddenly appeared to ask for Zhuo Yifeng, and Zhuo Yifeng gave him the game.
Unexpectedly, the man in black became addicted to it. He asked Zhuo Yifeng to come here every three days to prepare game for him.
As a reward, the man in black taught him the foreign skills of spiritual power.
Under the guidance of the man in black, Zhuo Yifeng began the cultivation of wood skills, and the rattan skill was the first set of Lingli skills taught by the people in black.
"Master, here you are Zhuo Yifeng handed the game to the man in black.
"Master, you said last time you wanted to teach me the second set of wooden skills. Did you start today?"
"Don't call me master."
The man in black took over the barbecue offered by Zhuo Yifeng, and his voice was a little cold. "You and I are just friends. I teach you skills just for your delicious food. There is no relationship between you and me."
"Master, I know." Zhuo Yifeng said somewhat frustrated.
In the past half a month, Zhuo Yifeng has tried many times to get closer to the man in black, but he always tries to keep a distance from him.
I don't know why Zhuo Yifeng felt a sense of familiarity when he first saw this man. This man has been masked. Zhuo Yifeng has never seen his face.
The strange feeling of familiarity was so strong that Zhuo Yifeng could not help but want to get close to him and hold on to him.
When he first taught Zhuo Yifeng to practice, Zhuo Yifeng offered to learn from his teacher, and the man in black resolutely rejected him at that time.
Later, Zhuo Yifeng made several deliberate mistakes to test the population in black. Every time, he was poured cold water by the people in black, and this time was no exception.
It seems that the man in black is determined and doesn't want to have any relationship with him. Maybe when the man in black eats enough of his roast game, he will not appear again.
When Zhuo Yifeng thought of this place, he could not help but sigh.
"People always have to rely on their own, never think about who to grasp as their own dependence."
The man in black seemed to see Zhuo Yifeng's idea. While eating game, he said slowly, "everyone in the world has his own mission. Your mission is to make yourself strong."
"Master." Zhuo Yifeng sat in front of the man in black, looked at him and asked, "master, what is your mission? Can you tell me?"
"If you can't ask, don't ask!" The man in black stopped eating game and stood up and looked at Zhuo Yifeng.
Different from Zhuo Yifeng, people in black have dark eyes, like deep wells without a trace of light. Even a little white eyes are covered with black shadow.
Zhuo Yifeng also stood up.
"Today, I'm going to teach you the second set of wooden Lingli skills."
With the voice of the man in black, he reached out into the air and grabbed it out of thin air. A handful of green gaseous substances appeared in the hands of the man in black.
"The wild rattan skill needs the existence of wild vine around, but this random leaf flying needle does not need."
The man in black spread his palm in front of Zhuo Yifeng, and a green leaf appeared in the palm of the man in black.
"Use your perception of wood auras in the surrounding air to control them and condense them into the form you want."
The man in black controls the leaf in his hand with two palms, and the isolated leaf changes shape and quantity rapidly in the opening and closing between the hands of the man in black.
Sometimes it is a needle like pine leaf, densely forming a ball like object.
Sometimes it is the ordinary flat leaves, a row of dozens of pieces, the edge is as sharp as a knife, you can see its power is huge.
"See clearly?" The man in black looked at Zhuo Yifeng and asked.
"Well, see clearly." Zhuo Yifeng nodded.
The black man's hands at the same time, the leaves between his hands were all thrown out, crackling and slapping at the huge rocks on the opposite side.
Then there was a click, and the huge rock broke through countless holes, then collapsed and broke into a pile of small stones.
Zhuo Yifeng looked at what happened in front of him. He couldn't help but praise: "how powerful!"
"It's just a foreign skill of intermediate wood spirit power."
The man in Black said, "you must practice with the family skills I taught you before, otherwise your spiritual cultivation will not be enough to expand your spiritual sea. If the spirit sea is too weak, the spirit power will be insufficient, and it will not be able to support the use of intermediate skills. ""I sincerely abide by My predecessors taught me. " Zhuo Yifeng clasped his fist and said.
"Well, that's all for today." When the man in black turned and was ready to leave, he added, "first practice the art of rattan a hundred times, and then start practicing the flying needle of random leaves."
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