Feng Jun had not originally planned to renovate the Bamboo Forest so soon. He had hoped to wait until his parents had lived there for a while before taking action.
However, when he returned to the villa, Lu Xiaoning told him that she had just called and that Uncle Feng was busy handling the paperwork for the old house.
While Feng Wenhui was running around handling the formalities, Zhang Junyi had to keep an eye on the little shop. The elderly couple said they would come over after this busy stretch was over.
Since that was the case, Feng Jun began renovating the Bamboo Forest. This time, there was no need for an excavator; he did it himself.
Once he got to work, Wang Haifeng and the other two could hardly stand around idle, could they? So everyone enthusiastically began planting bamboo.
With the Spirit-Gathering Formation as a foundation, Feng Jun dared to use spiritual energy without restraint. No matter how many rocks lay beneath the ground, two casual shovelfuls would always dig out a small pit.
Having planted bamboo once before, he had gained experience. This time, he did not dig the pits too densely, and the bamboo could simply be planted wherever—so long as the Spirit-Gathering Formation was running, none of it was a problem.
His digging speed left Gazi and the other two dumbfounded. Wang Haifeng could not help muttering, "One person digs holes, and three people still can't plant fast enough. Is this... the pinnacle of martial arts?"
In fact, though the three were exhausted from planting bamboo, working beside the Spirit-Gathering Formation truly let them experience its benefits.
No matter how tired they became, as long as they found a moment to sit on the concrete and circulate their energy through a couple of cycles,