The students of the Handicraft Club are not very interested in the boring internal true qi cultivation. In their eyes, guns can eliminate enemies more effectively and quickly.

The students of Northwest United University, who were hiding from the war in Qingfeng Taoist Temple, were not idle. Under the leadership of Zheng Tongfu, the president of the Handicraft Club, removed the guns collected from the Japanese devils to death. Everyone had a deeper understanding of the guns. In their spare time, they designed gun-shaped sketches. Wonderful ideas continued to emerge. Everyone was happy to crowded together, and they didn't blame Li Wei for leaving them aside and ignored them.

Seeing Li Wei and Master Yunfeng pass on the teachings so much, Fan Guowen felt a little incredible, and he also became interested in trying what Qi refining is. In his heart, he thought that what Li Wei liked was definitely a good thing, but he always followed the boss.

Fan Guowen did not dare to disturb Li Wei and the others, but went to find Qingxuzi and other Taoist priests who had refining Qi, but were rejected. The reason was very simple. He was unstable and beating and lively. He was really not suitable for practicing cross-sitting skills that cultivate the mind and nourish the qi. Fan Guowen didn't believe in evil, and rubbed left and right. Finally, the Taoist priests in the temple grind him, but taught him the basic foundation-building and qi skills. Unexpectedly, he really told the Taoist priests that after practicing for several days, Fan Guowen was dizzy and extremely depressed. He couldn't stand this boring cross-sitting skills. He often remembered the first two mantras, and before he could remember the third sentence, he had already sneered and fell asleep. This Qi Refining skills became a hypnotic spell to treat insomnia.

Fan Guowen failed to practice martial arts, and was scolded by Li Wei, and simply abandoned it. He embezzled Li Wei's desert eagle. He aimed in the Taoist temple all day long and practiced his special-stunt magic gun technique, which made others afraid that the gun would go away and harm the fish in the pond, so he retreated when he met him. The flowers and plants in the Taoist temple were often poisoned by him.

During the three days of going all out to learn martial arts, Lin Qing hurried down the mountain with the remaining two subordinates. He wanted to contact the underground party organization of the Communist Party immediately and resume contact with the party. On the same day, Lin Qing returned to Qingfeng Taoist Temple. This time he brought back news from outside. The main force of the Japanese devils occupied Chenggu County, leaving some devils to maintain public order, suppress the rebels and carried out the Three Lights Movement. The main force of the devils tied the Kuomintang to the south, but was severely blocked by the Kuomintang army on the Sichuan border and failed to attack the Sichuan Basin. Perhaps he was forced to the last piece of land. The performance of the main force of the National Army was also remarkable. The Japanese devils were finally trapped, and both sides were consuming the Sichuan border.

Li Wei shook his head with a wry smile at the news that he didn't know whether it was good or bad. The time for departure was up, and he should take these students back to the Eighth Route Army as soon as possible to play their role.

All the students were ready to go again and prepared to follow Li Wei down the mountain to continue their itinerary. Before leaving, Master Yunfeng pulled Li Wei aside.

"You are leaving. This is a gift for you from my master. I will take it as my fate as a master and disciple." Taoist Master Yun Feng handed Li Wei two thick, slightly line-bound books.

Li Wei took it respectfully. He held it in his hand and looked carefully. The covers of the two books read "The God Refining Art" and "The Sword Control Art". It is not simple just to hear the name, but it looks very mysterious.

"Master, this seems a bit too expensive!" Li Wei's breathing could not help but speed up. I don't know what the God Refining Art was. The Sword Control Art was not a powerful kung fu to play sword control flying.

"You and I have a fate. These two books are the place where the master of the master is left. They are the authentic martial arts of my Taoist sect. I will be left to you to practice well. I hope to promote the reputation of my Chinese martial arts." Taoist Yun Feng looked calm.

"Master." Li Wei was still trying to say something, but saw Taoist Master Yun Feng lifting up the wide sleeves of the Taoist robe, and a huge and unparalleled soft force gently lifting Li Wei and sending it several meters away.

"Go, if you are destined, we will meet again." Master Yunfeng seemed to have grown older suddenly. His head turned to the side and stopped looking at him. Li Wei could not see Master Yunfeng's face clearly, but he knew that Master's face must have been relieved as if he had fulfilled a certain mission.

Duan Cheng sat in an empty cell chewing grass stems boredly, occasionally cursing the Japanese devils who were damn it or howl twice, which caused the Japanese soldiers who were watching the prison to rush over from time to time with the butt stock to smash the prison door, humming and scolding the Japanese devils that he couldn't understand. Anyway, the ones who turned around were either Bage or Yalu.

Although he was relatively cleaner than other cells, he still had heavy yin and moisture and smell in the single room. Duan Chengzhen couldn't understand what the old man Duan Guishan thought. Even if he recognized his father, he recognized his son, and he also abandoned the "secret" and turned to "light". He should never have to live the hard life before. But his father refused to treat his son as his son. He didn't enjoy two comfortable days and threw him back into the prison. He also had to continue to live a routine in prison. Although he was whipped and used medicine, he was not asking for trouble.

Duan Guishan said to his son with a sensation: "Boy, your identity is still very useful and cannot be exposed. You have to go back then. While helping us pass information, you are waiting for an opportunity to carry out important tasks. This kind of hardship still has to be endured. You are still young and it is nothing to endure some hardship. When you wait for two years, the Imperial Army will defeat the whole of China. It is time for us to enjoy the happiness of our sons. Only by enduring hardships will we become the best."

Duan Guishan used his suffering to win over his son to convert to the Imperial Army, but now he let his son continue to suffer. However, Duan Cheng, who tasted good wine and food, began to slowly change and could not endure hardships. Although he was in prison, he still looked for opportunities to take advantage of the opportunity to pretend to be tortured and spend time. Perhaps his life was a little more nourishing and his appearance changed. However, he still used to cover up his clothes and dust. Others in the prison did not notice that many revolutionary masses were arrested in the area even took good care of this young man who was very tough. As long as Duan Cheng raised his voice, the people in the prison would immediately follow him.
Chapter completed!