I draw red envelopes in Wanjie

Chapter 2 Draw the Internal Force
The breeze was blowing, and the grass was green.

Chen Feng on the grass clenched his fists with a solemn expression. At this time, an opened red envelope appeared in front of his eyes, which read [Quanzhen Teaching Basic Internal Strength], and there were two small options below it: use and store.

He couldn't calm down in his heart, red envelopes, new worlds, characters in novels, martial arts... all these were placed in front of him, and it simply changed his worldview.

"It seems that I really want to turn the salted fish over!"

There was a sense of excitement and anticipation in his heart, he clicked to use it without hesitation, and the red envelope turned into a streamer and shot into his eyebrows. , reaching the level of Ma Yu.

However, this is only insight. There is definitely no skill. He has to practice and accumulate skill through meditation. He is still just an ordinary person at the moment.

But after all the martial arts have been obtained, is it still far to become a martial arts master?Moreover, this also means that he can find red envelopes through the system in the future, and extract various things, including skill!

He couldn't help laughing, the depression that had been suppressed in his heart over the past few years was released, a trace of ambition appeared in his eyes, and he strode forward.

More than an hour later, when he was dry and exhausted again, he saw a tribe in the distance, which made him relieved, and finally did not have to face the desolate green grassland.

After approaching, at a glance, the tribe is full of tents commonly used by nomads, and the herds of cattle and sheep are very lively.

Chen Feng did not rush over, but moved his eyes, looking for Han people like him.

Before looking at it for a long time, there was the sound of hurried horse hooves behind him, and he subconsciously turned to look.

On the green grass, two horses came galloping.

One is a good green horse, and the other is a red horse that is even more handsome. It moves like a fly, and Chen Feng is envious. In his own time, people rarely contacted horseback archery, and he only experienced it when he was traveling. several times.

On the back of the horse was a man and a woman. The man was eighteen or nineteen years old. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes.The woman is younger and is also in her youth.

However, the faces of the two were different, one was obviously Han, and with the familiar dress and approximate age, Chen Feng's eyes lit up, and he waved his hands to probe, "Are you Guo Jing?"

Guo Jing has practiced Quanzhen internal skills for two years under the guidance of Ma Yu. He can be regarded as having a good ear and eyesight. Hearing Chen Feng calling him, he hurriedly stopped his horse and said in surprise, "Brother, how can you recognize me?"

Chen Feng was secretly delighted, his mind turned, and he said without a trace: "I met a Taoist priest named Danyangzi on the next road. It was his old man who said that I could find you if I had something. I heard that there is a Han boy here, so I immediately recognized it. ."

"It turns out that the eldest brother was introduced by the Taoist priest, and the next one is Guo Jing. If you miss Yuan Ying, you also invited me to my house as a guest."

Guo Jing just glanced at Chen Feng's short hair and strange clothes, and jumped off the horse happily, with a warm attitude. Ma Yu taught him kung fu, and he was grateful in his heart. Seeing that Chen Feng and himself were also Han people, they became more cordial.

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, and he saw red envelopes condensed from both of them. He became more and more joyful in his heart, he laughed, took the initiative to step forward and hug Guo Jing, and said excitedly: "I haven't seen Han people for a long time, as soon as I saw Brother Guo, I was very excited. I feel kind, so I will call Chen Feng."

When he was hugging someone, his hand touched Guo Jing's chest inadvertently, and there was a ding sound in his ear.

"Ding, congratulations on the half-year draw."

Internal power!

His hands trembled a little, and he actually got the skill. If he could use it directly, wouldn't he soon become a martial arts master?
Chen Feng's enthusiasm made Guo Jing very happy, he smiled honestly and said, "Brother Chen, are you also a Quanzhenist?"

"No, my parents and I are businessmen who traveled north and south of the river. We encountered an accident on the way and separated from them. Later, we met the Taoist priest and came here only after his guidance. It has been a few days to trouble Brother Guo."

"What's the problem, Brother Chen, come here, I'm too happy." Guo Jing waved his hand. He has never seen many Han Chinese, let alone a peer like Chen Feng, he can't wait for Chen Feng to stay longer. Woolen cloth.

As the two walked, they said that they had left Hua Zheng next to them in the cold, which made the little girl very unhappy. She kept pouting and left halfway.

Soon, he came to Guo Jing's house. After seeing Chen Feng, Guo's mother Li Ping enthusiastically prepared delicious food and made Chen Feng, who had been away for a long time, eat a full meal, and felt very happy.

The three of them chatted and talked, quite harmonious.

He chatted with Guo Jing's mother and son, told stories, traveled through clouds and waters, and talked about the scenery of the south and the north, which made Guo Jing, who grew up on the grasslands, fascinated.

Time passed quickly, the sky was getting dark, and he didn't see the seven monsters in the south of the Yangtze River who should be here. Chen Feng was a little disappointed, and entered the warm tent under the arrangement of Mother Guo.

When he had the opportunity to be alone, he had a thought, and a small red envelope that he could only see appeared in front of him.

Then, the red envelope turned into a streamer and shot into his body, and a stream of heat immediately rose from his dantian, jumping around like a lively rabbit in his body.

His expression changed, and he hurriedly used the basic internal skills of the Quanzhen Sect. This made the heat flow honestly, and turned around in his body, refining it continuously, and slowly returning to his dantian.

"I feel warm all over my body. Is this what it feels like to practice qigong? It's really comfortable."

Chen Feng exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and clenched his fists excitedly. This thing that only existed in legends was actually realized in him.

"System, did I just become a martial artist?"

He really wanted to share the joy, but the system didn't let him at all, which was a bit disappointing.

After being happy for a while, he calmed down. After exercising again, he still felt very skilled, and the little inner strength of the group was slowly increasing little by little.

This allows him to determine two things. The things he draws, the exercises, etc. should be directly understood by the master. Most of the internal strength is also a part of the master's cultivation, but he needs to refine it.

Guo Jing had only cultivated the Quanzhen internal skills for two years, and he didn't have much internal power for half a year, so that's just the amount of power he had refined into him.

However, if you keep ordering the red envelopes, you will have the opportunity to repeatedly gain internal strength, refining and refining will be easier, and the speed of improvement will definitely be faster than ordinary people!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing, but after laughing for a while, he frowned again. He thought of a question, and it's not easy to order a red envelope.

The first red envelope, or he had an idea, and temporarily created a ritual point.

Guo Jing's body is simple and honest, unprepared, and he succeeds when he can approach easily. Others can't be touched so casually. After all, no one would like a stranger to touch their body, especially a woman.

"It seems that you have to be careful when ordering the red envelopes, otherwise I will be misunderstood and easily break my hand." Thinking of the tempting red envelopes on Huazheng's chest, he felt a headache.

"At least women can't touch them casually. I have to have principles."

He reminded himself secretly, and then slowly fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)