Extreme Comprehension Genius

With just such a touch, the main meridians in the old man's body were immediately unblocked by Lin Feng. Although this could not make the old man instantly reborn, it was enough to rejuvenate his body with some vitality.

The old man was originally a little scared, thinking what Lin Feng was going to do, but he suddenly felt that his whole body seemed to be much lighter.

In the past, if he fell down, it would take him a long time to get up. Now he tentatively pressed his hand on the ground and stood up easily. He carefully bent down and picked up the hoe next to him.

In the past, when he was picking up the hoe, he had to prevent him from falling again, which would be troublesome... But now, the old man found that he was too careful, because his limbs felt very flexible and powerful, and he could hold the hoe firmly with just a gentle grip.

Caught it firmly.

A kind of vitality that had not been felt for a long time seemed to have returned to his body.

"What...is going on?" The old man said to himself and looked at Lin Feng again.

Lin Feng's faint smile made people feel like they were bathed in the spring breeze.

"God, God, are you a god?" The old man suddenly realized it and was about to kneel down. A soft force held him up, preventing him from kneeling down.

"Shh!" Lin Feng shook his finger, "Don't make any noise."

The old man said respectfully: "I am disrespectful when the Immortal comes. I wonder what the Immortal does?"

Huh? Lin Feng discovered that this old man is not ordinary. These literate words are definitely not something that an old farmer in the countryside can say. Although he is a mortal, he should at least be a mortal who has studied for a few years. In this way,

Well, people who have studied are more knowledgeable, and at least it will be much easier for them to communicate.

Lin Feng said calmly: "It's nothing, we just want to go to your house and have a meal."

"Chen, want to eat?" The old man was a little surprised, and said quickly, "My house is simple, and I really have nothing to entertain the immortal. I am neglecting it, I am neglecting it... Immortal, please come with me."

Following the old man to his home, Lin Feng found that the old man was really telling the truth. His home was indeed very simple. The house was a thatched house on the edge of the village, and there was only one room. There was a room made of mud and stones.

A stove, a wooden table with a broken corner, a small bench with a broken leg tied up with a rope, and a small bed... including the kitchen, dining room, and bedroom, all in one place.

Yimengqing walked in, glanced at it casually and said, "There are really few things here. If you want to take something, there is nothing to take."

The old man looked at her carefully and said respectfully: "If you, the Immortal, are interested in something, just take it. I don't have many valuable things. It is a blessing to be able to satisfy the Immortal."

point……"

Yimengqing walked to the wall and grabbed something that looked like a shovel.

The old man looked distressed for a while. This shovel was one of the few "valuable" pieces of furniture he had. But there was an expression on his face that said "I can't bear to part with it." It was obvious that since the immortal was interested in it, he didn't dare not give it to him.

Yimengqing shook her head and put it down. Then, she noticed a strange big box next to the wall. She opened the box casually, grabbed a book from inside, and started flipping through it.

"Shangxian, Shangxian..." the old man begged quickly, "Shangxian, this is my lifeblood. You have done a good job, please don't take it away."

"I don't want a broken book." Yimengqing said calmly and threw the book back.

The old man obviously breathed a sigh of relief. Lin Feng took a curious look and couldn't help but laugh. It turned out to be a book called "Fangzi". This is the quotation of a famous sage named Fang in Canlan Continent in ancient times, who was regarded as a scholar.

One of the most important classics, its status is similar to the Analects or Mencius in ancient China. From this point of view, this old man is really a scholar.

Lin Feng sent a message to Yimengqing and said: "Okay, okay, my eldest lady, just stay still and don't move around. Don't act like a robber. You look like you've scared everyone."

"What does it matter if you scare a mortal?" Yi Mengqing thought that this was completely insignificant. But she still cared about Lin Feng's words, so she obediently walked to the table and sat down.

"Crack!" The three-legged stool immediately broke off with one leg tied with a rope.

The old man didn't have time to feel sorry for the stool, but he was surprised to see that Yimengqing was sitting safely on the stool that should have been tilted long ago, without any impact at all. Not to mention that he didn't fall, and there wasn't even any shaking. Actually, don't say that.

With three legs, even one leg, or a stool without legs, this lady can still sit as steady as a mountain...

"The Immortal is really a great supernatural power. The Immortal is really a great supernatural power." The old man was surprised and respectful at the same time.

There is no other way, for a mortal, even the smallest tricks are too big.

In front of mortals, Lin Feng deliberately put on a friendly look and had no airs. The old man was a little frightened at first, but soon discovered that this "male immortal" was actually very talkative, and although the "female immortal" had a bad temper

Good, but not a bad person. Gradually, the old man let go.

After chatting for a while, Lin Feng said: "Old man, what do you have to eat here? We haven't tasted secular food for a long time..."

"This..." The old man hesitated.

Lin Feng thought he was reluctant and wanted to get some money out, but he didn't know what kind of coins were used in this purely mortal society? Xuan Jing was definitely not good enough anyway. After thinking about it, he took out a shiny stone, which could be regarded as

A gem.

"Old man, just get us some food, and this gem will be yours." Lin Feng said this very kindly.

But the old man was still shaking his head: "No, no, I forgive you, Immortal, I..."

Yimengqing said impatiently: "What are you hesitating about? Do you know that this stone is an immortal material? Not to mention a little food, even if I buy a hundred villages like yours, it will be more than enough! You still have

What are you dissatisfied with?"

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

Lin Feng felt helpless. This young lady must not have any ill intentions, but the way she spoke was really... ugh! She was a bit dumbfounded. He sent a message to Yimengqing: "Mengqing, can you shut up? You said that.

, people really think that we are not good people anymore.”

"I have never said that I am a good person." Yimengqing responded, "Okay, just don't say it, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense."

Lin Feng said kindly: "Old sir, don't worry, I will use this gem to buy your food, you can just find something that is edible."

"Then...Okay, Immortal, please wait a moment." The old man hesitated for a while, but finally did not dare to disobey the Immortal. After trembling for a while, he dug out something from some shabby cupboard and served it.

table. Then he quickly went to light a fire and cook.

On the table, in a broken pot with a chip, were two dried sweet potatoes.

Looking at this familiar food, Lin Feng felt quite emotional for a moment. How many years has he not eaten this kind of food?

Picking up one of them, Lin Feng handed it to his mouth, opened his mouth and took a bite. This dried sweet potato was really dry, with no moisture at all, and it felt "thumpy and crisp" when bitten. It was like a piece of wood.

Hard, Lin Feng's fairy teeth don't matter, but for an old mortal man, it probably won't be too easy to eat.

Yimengqing also grabbed the other one out of curiosity and took a bite. "Pfft!" She spit it out casually, frowning and said, "Can this thing be eaten? It has no energy at all."

Lin Feng said with a smile: "Mortal food is for taste, as long as it tastes good, what kind of spiritual energy do you need? Do you think everyone is like you, a freak who only knows how to practice but not enjoy?"

Yimengqing seemed to be aroused by the word "freak", so she grabbed the dried sweet potato and took a few vicious bites, making a loud banging sound in her mouth. But her expression was not very good, obviously this thing was not very good.

eat.

Lin Feng also took a few more bites of the dried sweet potatoes and discovered something was wrong: not only did the dried sweet potatoes have no moisture, but there was no sweet taste at all, and the flesh was extremely rough, with no pinky feel at all.

If you use nutrition terms, it is: "almost no sugar, very low starch content, rich in fiber" - what kind of dried sweet potato is this thing? It would be more appropriate to call it a wooden lump!

Although Lin Feng said before, just get some food, but it seems a bit unreasonable to give this to an immortal, right? Lin Feng was also a little unhappy, and threw the dried sweet potatoes back into the basin.

"Humph, you know it tastes bad, right?" Yimengqing was more straightforward than Lin Feng, and threw the dried sweet potato in his hand directly onto the stove, and threw it into the stove fire very accurately.

Suddenly, the surface of the dried sweet potato turned black, burned, and then burst into flames.

"Ah?" The old man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that this was dried sweet potato. He quickly grabbed a fire stick and put it into the fire to rescue the dried sweet potato. However, the stick was not easy to hook round things, and instead

It pushed further in.

The old man was so anxious that he reached out his hand directly into the fire and grabbed the dried sweet potatoes regardless of the situation.

"Ah -" The flames made him scream, but he still grabbed the dried sweet potato! Then he quickly put out the sparks on it. In just a few seconds, his right hand was already covered in flames.

Got burns in several places.

Lin Feng realized that something was not right and asked strangely: "Old sir, what are you doing?"

"Shangxian, Shangxian, you can't do it! You can't burn it! This is the best food in our village, you can't burn it! If you burn it, you will suffer... God..." The old man suddenly shut up. He looked at it with distress.

He didn't even care about the pain in his hands when he burned the dried sweet potatoes. If they were burned, he would be punished by God. The old man didn't dare to say this because Lin Feng was an immortal.

Of course, there would be no divine punishment for burning a dried sweet potato. Lin Feng didn't care at all. But he also understood that this dried sweet potato seemed to be very precious to the old man?

What's going on?