The old man ignored him and hugged Ding Bao's legs tightly, just like holding some hope and crying.

As he got closer, he felt that he was too thin. Although his skeleton was not small, he had few taels of meat from top to bottom, his hair was unkempt and his hair was as beautiful as grass. If it weren't for the strong breath of a living person, he would be like a foreskin skeleton who had been buried for more than a month.

The two veterans holding Ding Bao's legs tightly, their blue veins were exposed, their blood vessels were bulging, and their dark brown spots were covered with them, which was worse than beggars on the street.

Ding Bao sighed slightly, realizing that he had no malice at all, and he was definitely not an old glass dragon Yangjun, so he put away his "sense" and did not speak, looking at him indifferently.

After sobbing for about a moment, the old man's emotions calmed down a little. After calming down, he felt an indescribable sadness.

Ding Bao felt unbearable when he saw this, poured a glass of green plum wine and handed it over. The old man didn't answer it, but he seemed to suddenly come back to his senses, raised his head suddenly, and said enthusiastically: "You... would you like to practice... the unique skills of Jingcao with me to carry forward the ancestor... the Feng family...?"

What a mess, Ding Bao frowned and didn't like it.

The old man probably hadn't spoken well for too long, his voice was dull and rude, like a rusty axle grinding, and his words were not fulfilling, and he had no idea what he was talking about.

However, those old eyes that were usually turbid and powerless, seemed to have suddenly injected a spring of life and rejuvenated, but they still looked very different from those of normal people, stable but rigid.

"Do you...will?" the old man said in a trembling voice with a look of hope.

"I don't want to." Ding Bao replied coldly.

"Why?!" The old man was heartbroken, no, he was so sad that he was angry that he did not fight, and beat his chest and stamped his feet: "You are so... so talented and have a wonderful bone..."

"Stop." Ding Bao waved his hand and sighed, "It's not easy. I won't say anything anymore, take it out at once."

"What did you ask me... to take?"

"You are still pretending. Take out all the booklets such as "Tathagata's Divine Palm", "Nine Yin Scriptures", "Lingbo Weibu", "Six Yang Boy's Kung Fu", etc., and I'll ask for them all. Alas, it's not easy to make a living these days. I'm so old that I have to do this even if I don't sleep in the middle of the night. However, your style and acting skills are all the best in the industry. I have put my efforts into it. As a half of my colleague, I have to support it anyway."

"Uh, you, this?" The old man was confused and scratched his head.

"Pretty again. You are going around, but you just want to say, Boy, I see that you are gifted and have a wonderful bones. You are a martial arts genius in all directions. It depends on you to maintain world peace. I have this secret book. When I see you are destined to be with you, I will endure the pain and sell it to you! Okay, everyone understands people, don't fool them, tell me, how much is the total cost, you take the booklet and then take it apart, I still have to rush to sleep. This point is a very precious liver disinfection and skin regeneration time..."

The old man was stunned for a while and suddenly cried again. However, this time it was different from the moment. He was really crying. It seemed that the little hope that he had finally found was broken in an instant. His trembling bone claws and hands gently stroked Ding Bao's legs, with a sad face, as if he saw a dusty pearl and a broken treasure, and sighed in a hoarse voice: "Old ancestor, I see you, for more than a hundred years, my Feng family finally found a pair of Feng Shen legs again today, but... but the owner of these legs is not clear..."

What is the wind?

Feng Shen Legs?!

Ding Bao looked at his legs, his mind suddenly lit up, and he said with some emotion: "That, senior, did you just say that my legs are... Feng Shen's legs?"

"'The wind knows the strong grass, and the gods are worthless.'. Your legs are powerful and powerful, and they are unparalleled. What is the legs of the wind god?" The old man sighed while stroking his legs.

Ding Bao was shocked. If he hadn't known about it, he would never have known the secret of "Superman's Wrist". He would have been unable to help but kill people to silence them with "kar-word"!

"God's power is powerful, and the explosive power is unparalleled." Isn't this the current situation characteristic after the legs gain flea elasticity? Could it be that the "virtuous grass" he mentioned before and the "Lord of the Wind" are not crazy words?

"Senior, what did you say you wanted me to learn?"

"Would you like?" The old man suddenly looked up, his expression was excited. After saying this for a while, his words finally became a little more normal.

"Speak first, no matter what you want to learn, you will never kowtow to become a disciple."

"No, you are born with a wind god legs, the future master of wind control, the speed king, I am a useless man, how can I afford it?" The old man waved his hands repeatedly.

"Also, I'm very busy, I'm very powerful and can't learn." Ding Bao's eyes shone brightly, and he raised his chin and said, "What do you use to prove that what I have learned is powerful and useful enough, and I won't regret it in the future?"

"My husband's surname is Feng."

It was still these four words, but this time it was said from the old man, but it seemed to carry a strange power. As these four words were expressed, his whole body changed from desolate and lonely, and instantly became sharp and confident. His stable eyes glanced at Ding Bao, grinned, "Keep your left face."

The last word "face" spit, his figure suddenly rose, and a strong wind was rolled up in the carriage. Ding Bao began to be alert when he said the first word "stay", and his feet were accumulating strength, but he still did not avoid it. The old man was very fast, and his direct and unconcealed speed. His fingers tapped Ding Bao's left face, and he immediately stepped back, as if he had never moved.

Perhaps because he knew that Ding Bao didn't like it, his fingers did not really touch Ding Bao's cheeks, but only broke a few hairs on his face.

The surprise overwhelmed the depression. Ding Bao took a deep breath and his eyes lit up slightly, "Senior, can I practice this as you do in the future?"

The old man shook his head, patted his legs and feet, and laughed at himself: "I am born with a disability in the right foot, one with one long and one short, which is worse than a normal person. How can I compare with Feng Shen's legs? I am just a small achievement of hard work. With your outstanding talent, as long as you use your heart a little, it will be no difficulty for me to be stronger in the future."

"Several times?" Ding Bao's eyes began to shine.

As if he wanted to completely convince Ding Bao, the old man opened his conversation and continued: "Even if he didn't mention the old ancestor who was famous in the world in the past, my Feng family also produced many outstanding people with excellent body skills. My eldest brother is just one, and his legs are just at normal levels, but he is born with a look of the wind and his balance ability is not bad, so he has achieved the highest achievement among these two generations, and has once ranked among the top 100 celebrities in the Fuwu Death River and Lake."

"It's only one hundred?" Ding Bao was a little disappointed.

The old man snorted and said proudly: "Brother I am the only one among the top 100 famous celebrities in the world who do not understand any martial arts and is shortlisted by speed."

"What?!"

Ding Bao finally lost his beauty. Even a person like Gong Heyun who could beat Uncle Qi at will failed to be among the top 100. The old man’s elder brother didn’t know any martial arts and could be ranked as one of the top 100 by speed alone. How fast and changeable should this speed be?!

Suddenly, he woke up what the old man said just now, frowned and asked, "Senior, what did that old man have born with a headwind? Is it still related to this?"

The old man suddenly felt excited, looked at Ding Bao with praise, nodded and said, "The unique skill of my Feng family is focused on eight words: rapid rushing and arrows, and fierce waves are like running. The words left by the ancestors said that if you want to achieve an unrivaled ultimate speed, you need three talents. First, the excellent legs are elastic and super explosive, that is, the Fengshen legs; second, you must have extraordinary coordination, balance and eliminate inertia; third, the eyes as stable as rocks must be able to rush in quickly and not be afraid of wind and rain when they explode and move."

Ding Bao nodded secretly when he heard this, but listened to the old man continuing: "These three talents are extremely rare. My elder brother is born with a gaze against the wind, so he is extremely talented in this third item. One or two are both of them. After acquired practice, he finally became the top 100 lucky ones based on speed. However, when the ancestors had one or two talents, they were still dissatisfied. They practiced their eyes against the wind and faced the waterfall, and eventually became the indisputable number one in the world. They started a sect and finally became a master."

Ding Bao was so excited that he suddenly moved his thoughts and said suspiciously: "Are you the eyes of seniors?"

"Yes, I overestimated myself when I was young and wanted to learn to fly with an eagle. I held my head up at the wind and raised my neck under the waterfall. But I couldn't practice it and ruined my eyes. Until now, I saw the wind and crying, and the rain nose was sour, and I felt so painful when I saw the sun... I almost lost someone." The old man sighed and wiped the corners of his eyes. He was not sad and pity, but in fact, he suddenly burst into tears on Ding Bao's left face. The speed was too fast, which vaguely triggered the old eye disease.

"Senior, if you want to be fast, isn't human reaction important?"

"Our ancestors once said that the spontaneous reactions of human muscles and bones that have been tempered for a long time are much faster than those of the brain that I thought of doing it again. Moreover, this is not a talent, just study hard and practice hard the day after tomorrow."

Ding Baomingwu nodded, and suddenly felt a little painful again: "If I practice this "strong grass" with you, senior, I also need to work hard to temper my eyes, and there is such a balance and coordination inertia..."

Eye?!

Balance, coordination, inertia?!

Wait, no matter how hard a person's eyes are practiced, let alone facing the waterfall, even if he soaks pepper water every day, can he be as stable as the white eagle's eyes? It is the existence of whistling down from the sky at a speed of 300 kilometers per hour, locking in prey while flashing and moving. The visual stability and resolution in high-speed motion are simply incredible, and the scientific community has no solution yet!

There is also the ability to balance and coordination and the talent to eliminate inertia. No matter how people practice or have talent, they can compare with the hummingbirds on the list of fourteen species? This is the well-deserved king of balance and coordination. It is recognized as the most anti-inertial species. The only bird in the world that can fly backwards is a state of change that can instantly stop in the empty space and ignore inertia in a rapid flight state...

As long as you enter Yansheng Grass Garden, use the "Superman Wrist" to obtain the vision of the white eagle, the coordinated balance and inertia of the hummingbird, and the previous flea bounce, wouldn't it be better to practice the three talents needed to practice the "Jincao"?

Back then, the ancestor of the Feng family became the best in the world with one or two indigenous talents, plus the third talent of half-baked students who were studying hard and practicing hard, and he got the title of the Lord of Wind Control. The old man gathered together the three beast-level talents and became familiar with them. How could he have a small speed?!
Chapter completed!