Chapter 295 You clearly said this was a rumor!

"You think I don't dare!"

Lu Jin slammed the wooden table angrily. The paper filled with the contents of the commission was embedded in the table, and white flames were faintly visible around it.

"Grandpa will definitely dare. I will follow your temper. If this leg is not broken, I will definitely go."

Lu Linglong's body was instinctively afraid, but her eyes did not avoid at all.

She was not betting that Lu Jin was joking, but she was really determined in what she thought.

Commissioning is one of the only options for these upright disciples to gain experience in the circle of extraordinary people.

If she endures here, she will only be a flower in a greenhouse, unable to experience various adventures, and can only become a decoration with strength but no combat experience under Lu Jin's arrangement.

Lu Linglong is afraid of death, but she has a stubborn temper. She is not happy to be a vase all the time.

"That thing has met Quan Xing."

"Great grandfather, how old is your great granddaughter? Run away if you see her."

Lu Linglong spread her hands, feeling helpless.

She admitted that she was the kind of person who would fight to the death.

But wouldn’t it be better if we didn’t fight?
She understood such a simple truth.

Quan Xing is not a delicious and fragrant thing that would make you unable to move your legs just by looking at it.

Lu Jin stared at her with a sullen face for a long while before he could only sigh and wave his hand.

"Forget it, forget it. With your temper, you'll get into trouble sooner or later. Grandfather only has one request, that you come back safely."

"Hey, that's natural. I'm not stupid."

You are not stupid, and Quan Xing is not stupid either.

Lu Jin knew that he couldn't persuade her, so he didn't say anything to complain.

"Who else will be carrying out the commission with you?"

"Big Brother, there are several fellow disciples."

"Fang Junyi."

Lu Jin had heard of him. He was an inner disciple of Quanzhen Longmen and the young man who had won first place in the previous two competitions.

With both good strength and character, he was directly accepted as Meng Zhaohai's disciple and became the eldest brother in everyone's eyes.

But in fact, Lu Linglong should call him uncle-master.

However, Fang Junyi felt that his uncle looked too old, so it would be more comfortable to call him eldest senior brother.

So everyone affectionately called him Big Brother behind his back, but in public they still followed the rules and called him Uncle Master.

"Okay, I feel relieved with him around."

Lu Jin nodded slightly, barely feeling relieved.

In order to make her great grandfather feel more at ease, Lu Linglong said:

"You don't have to worry. In addition to Quanzhen Longmen, I also recommended Tangmen. If nothing unexpected happens, Feng Qin will also be involved. With his ability, he must be--"

"What! He's going too!"

Lu Jin raised his voice several notches higher and forced Lu Linglong to stay where she was, dumbfounded.

"You didn't accept the commission just to work with him, did you? Wuwuwu, and you lied to Great Grandfather that it was a rumor."

"..."

Lu Linglong looked at Lu Jin with disdain, not knowing whether he loved her or not.

A few minutes ago, he said he wanted to break his legs, but now he cares about such trivial matters.

She had no choice but to continue to comfort her sentimental great-grandfather.

……

Inside the Tang Clan, Aunt Yun looked at Feng Qin who was meditating, and all she could do was frown.

"Why, he still can't meet your expectations?"

Tang Miaoxing stood behind her with his hands behind his back, very gentle.

He had known Aunt Yun's personality for a long time. He had revealed so much at the airport for another reason: he wanted to try and see if he could trick a Quanzhen elder into coming over.

The best is Aunt Yun.

She taught very few people, and each of them was a top disciple of Quanzhen Longmen.

Not only are they gifted, but Aunt Yun’s teaching is also just right.

Otherwise, even if it is gold, it may not be able to emit full light.

“Expectations were met and far exceeded.”

Aunt Yun said this, but her frown didn't seem to relax at all.

"All day long, he is either in the weapon refining room or at the top. Or he goes to your Tang Tomb to spar. In his spare time, he comes to my place to meditate. Aren't you afraid that he is a miscellaneous learner?"

There are many kinds of Tang Sect skills, and everyone chooses one to practice as the main skill. For example, Tang Wenlong's Qi Poison and Steel Needle are the most impressive skills, and the rest of the skills are secondary skills.

Tang Tingting is the hidden line, and Tao Tao is the Five Treasures Bodyguard.

But Feng Qin was proficient in almost all of them, and was good at everything, making equal progress in every skill.

No matter how talented a person is, there are only twenty-four hours in a day.

The further you go in the future, the harder it is to break through the bottleneck. Don’t they understand this truth?

"I understand what you're worried about. Since you came here in person, I'll share another secret with you."

"What a secret."

"So far, he has not encountered any bottleneck."

"You're kidding me."

Aunt Yun chuckled and didn't believe it at all.

Bottleneck is a necessary part for extraordinary people, which is actually equivalent to a process for you to master this realm.

For example, if you play a game and reach level 10, then the period between level 10 and level 11 is the process of breaking through the bottleneck.

In this process, the levels of level 10 with zero experience and full experience are almost the same. The difference only occurs after a breakthrough.

This is a common bottleneck.

As for the bottleneck that cannot be broken through, talent can indeed be erased. If Feng Qin has never encountered it, she can understand it.

Because... she had never encountered it either.

Aunt Yun is not bragging, but with her talent, she is considered to be the best in the circle of extraordinary people.

Even the old Taoist priest may be able to give him a comparison.

"Just watch it yourself. You don't have to worry about Feng Qin."

Tang Miaoxing smiled secretly. The most surprising thing about Feng Qin was not his ability to learn something in one go.

But it is a skill without any bottleneck.

Others have to go from level ten to level eleven before they can see the changes.

And every time he gained a bit of experience, he became a little stronger than before.

Simply outrageous.

After stopping breathing, Feng Qin opened his eyes and looked at Aunt Yun. The gleam in his eyes made the other party a little dazed.

"You have another good harvest."

The progress of the Twelve Heart Formulas is very slow. If you can clearly notice the changes, it is already a big improvement.

This made Aunt Yun very confused.

"Mr. Mo told me that your breathing is only about thirty times. I don't rule out the possibility that you are hiding your abilities, so I'll count it as fifty times for you."

"Now that I'm personally coaching you, breaking 100 shouldn't be a problem, but...your progress is greater than I thought."

If one can breathe in and out the soul fifty times, he is already considered an inner disciple, not to mention that Feng Qin realized it on his own.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is a genius that appears once in a century.

With her assistance, it is normal for the value to double.

She has this confidence.

Hearing this doubt, Feng Qin scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I did hide a little, but not fifty."

The light in Aunt Yun's eyes was brighter than Feng Qin's just now.

"Eighty times!"

"More than two hundred times."

"It turned out to be two...two hundred!"

Aunt Yun's breathing became rapid. She just raised her legs and was already in front of him, holding Feng Qin's shoulders tightly with both hands.

No matter how many times he saw it, Feng Qin still found it strange.

Aunt Yun seemed to be one with the wind just now. She was moving very fast, but also like a breeze on your face, without making much noise.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

"I thought you knew..."

Didn’t Mr. Mo observe him breathing in and out before and know the number of times?

He thought that by breathing in front of him, he had informed him of the matter.

But they didn't know that they couldn't tell the talent of their disciples by looking at their practice status.

(End of this chapter)