I'm just a swineherd, not a beastmaster.

The wall was gone, Yuan Feng was heartbroken and stood there in a daze.

Zhang Zhiming on the side was also stunned. In his eyes, Yuan Feng was a master who had trained more than a dozen great monsters, each of which was worth more than ten thousand spirit stones. Why would he be so fussy about this broken wall?

Besides, shouldn’t he be happy that his magic skills have improved? It’s just a wall, but why is he so sad? Zhang Zhiming doesn’t understand.

"Are you lamenting this wall, young sir?"

"This house was built by an old friend of mine, but now he is gone..." Yuan Feng hadn't finished his words yet. Now that Wang Er had gone to the city, their family had moved away or moved into the city, and there was no carpenter left in the village.

Zhang Zhiming thought Yuan Feng was mourning for his old friend and was showing off, so he quickly interrupted and said, "So that's how it is. Young Master is really loyal and righteous. I am also somewhat responsible for the destruction of this wall. So, I happen to know some magic to bring dead wood back to life, so I can help you repair the wall. It's just that it's not the original one, so I hope you won't mind."

"Then hurry up, the wind is coming in and the fire is out." The other party said a lot, but Yuan Feng didn't listen carefully. He only heard that the other party could fix it.

"It's embarrassing!"

Zhang Zhiming raised his hand, a green light appeared, and the broken wooden board at the base of the wall suddenly creaked.

Then the board seemed to come to life and began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The whole process, like the growth of a tree from small to large, is accelerated hundreds of times.

After a few breaths, a solid wooden wall appeared at the broken wall, replacing the old wall. Except for the windows, there was no gap at all. It was completely a tree that had grown into the shape of a wall.

That window was more like a natural tree hole, with a bunch of vines hanging from it, forming a natural curtain so dense that even the cold wind couldn't get in.

Yuan Feng walked forward and touched the wall in amazement. It was unexpectedly strong. Although it was made of wood, it was as strong as iron or stone. It was much better than the previous wall.

"The master has great magic." Yuan Feng couldn't help but praise.

"It is a blessing that my little skill has caught the young master's eye."

"It's good..." Yuan Feng looked up and down at the new wooden wall, "It's just that this side is a bit out of place compared to the other three sides. How about the Sect Master, please take the trouble to renovate my entire house?"

"Ah?" Zhang Zhiming was a little slow to react.

Isn't this house something left behind by an old friend? Now that he is gone, shouldn't it be preserved?

I was feeling grief just now, but now I have to replace the whole house. If my old friend knew about this, wouldn’t he be sad?

What Zhang Zhiming didn’t know was that Yuan Feng’s old friend... Wang Er was now working hard in the city to make money and didn’t want to care about the fruits of his previous labor at all.

"Young Master, you must change this house. Once you change it, you can't change it back."

"Sure, if we can't change it back, then we can't change it back. Sect Master, just do it." Yuan Feng suddenly thought of something, "By the way, if it's convenient, can we build a second floor?"

Yuan Feng had had enough of sleeping in the living room, so he took this opportunity to get himself a room.

"Second floor? That's a piece of cake."

Zhang Zhiming really just turned his palm over, and the magical scene of the trees growing rapidly appeared again.

This time the generation speed was even faster than before. After a few breaths, an exquisite two-story building replaced the original location.

Even the floor was replaced with a flat wooden floor. Before this, the floor in the house was simply hardened, and the walkway was covered in dust. Now it's better.

Yuan Feng looked around in surprise and saw a spiral staircase in the corner, leading to the second floor.

"It seems that the young master likes my skills very much, so I feel relieved."

"I like it, of course I like it! It's so beautiful." Yuan Feng was not stingy with his praise.

"Is there anything else I can help you with, young sir?"

"No more." Yuan Feng shook his head quickly.

Having received so many benefits, he had to know when to stop. Yuan Feng would feel embarrassed to ask others for help any further.

"In that case, when do you plan to come to my Red Sail Beast Sect to teach, young master?"

"When? What do you think, Sect Master?"

"Of course I think the sooner the better."

"How fast do you want it to be?"

"It would be best if we could do it now, but that's just my personal opinion. It's up to you, Mr. Young, to decide when to leave."

"Now..." Yuan Feng was a little hesitant. It was a bit of a pity that he hadn't moved into his own room in this newly moved house yet. But then he thought, if he continued to waste time, he would be disrespecting others.

So he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let's go now. However, I can't fly. Please tell me how far the journey is so that I can prepare some dry food."

"No need to go through so much trouble. Since you want to invite the young master to give lessons at home, you must be responsible for his travel. My magic weapon can carry two people to fly, so I can just take the young master there."

"Two people?" Yuan Feng glanced back and forth between Zhang Zhiming and his disciple, "What about your disciple?"

"He's not in the way. My disciple has some skills and can fly with a sword. Although he can't compare to my magic weapon, he won't be able to walk."

"Let's go then."

Before leaving, Yuan Feng called the two girls and asked them to take good care of the family and that he would be back soon.

As for how fast, he himself couldn't say clearly.

He went on this trip with gritted teeth, as Zhang Zhiming insisted that he had the ability and wanted him to give lectures.

Yuan Feng felt that he had nothing in his head, but since he had accepted the favor, he had to go. So he could only go and fool people with his words. It would be best if he could fool people.

He couldn't fool the other party, so he had a reason to say that he only did it because the other party insisted that he was capable. He had never said that he was capable, so if he said that, he would be right.

The magic weapon that Zhang Zhiming was talking about was the auspicious cloud on which he was standing when he came here just now.

Yuan Feng saw the true appearance of the auspicious cloud only when he got closer. It was a round plate the size of a basin, placed on the ground, and still emitting colorful auspicious clouds.

The disc is so small, no wonder Zhang Zhiming said it can only accommodate two people. Indeed, it can only accommodate two people. If there is one more person, there will not be enough space.

"Young sir, can you help me later? This magic weapon is very fast." Zhang Zhiming gave a considerate reminder as soon as he stepped on it.

How fast can it be? Yuan Feng didn't believe it. When the master and disciple came just now, he saw clearly that they were moving slowly, not very fast.

"what--!"

He soon discovered that he was wrong.

This magic weapon was also incredibly fast, as fast as an airplane, and almost threw him off.

At least we were sitting in the cabin of an airplane, with no wind or rain. But this magic weapon had an open top, and Yuan Feng couldn't open his eyes because of the headwind.

In order to avoid falling, he held Zhang Zhiming's shoulders tightly with both hands.

Yuan Feng only felt the wind whistling beside his ears, as if it was going to pull his ears off.

He squinted his eyes with difficulty, and surprisingly, Zhang Zhiming was not affected at all, even the hair on his head was not messy at all.

"Ah ...

As soon as Yuan Feng opened his mouth to ask him how he did it, his mouth was immediately filled with wind and he couldn't speak at all.

"What does the young master want to say?" Zhang Zhiming's voice was clearly audible, without any effect.

"I'm %...￥#"

"Oh, sorry, I forgot that you have never tried flying and have not yet mastered the technique of avoiding the wind. Quick, sir, use your spiritual power to protect yourself and divert the oncoming wind to the sides."

Following his instructions, Yuan Feng quickly tried it and found it worked.

The oncoming wind was guided by spiritual power and immediately became much smaller. However, since it was his first attempt and he was not proficient enough, a large amount of wind still blew onto Yuan Feng's face.

But it doesn't matter anymore. He can speak normally now and is not as embarrassed as before.