Thinking of this, Wu Shenlong's heart was shocked, he seemed to have seen a new star rising, and in time, this bright and dazzling genius star will surely shine on the land of China.

Wu Shenlong even thought of Zu Long, with Tang Feng now at such an age, he had reached the realm of the Sixfold Grandmaster of Transformation Strength, that is, during this time, Zu Long went to Kunlun Mountain, otherwise, it was very likely that Tang Feng would be accepted as a closed disciple.

And once he became a closed disciple of Zulong, it meant that Tang Feng's status would rise, even if it was a famous sect of ancient martial arts, he had to bow his head.

After all, the ancestral dragon is the guardian of Huaxia, in other words, the ancestral dragon is the strongest person in Huaxia, even if it is as strong as the head of Shaomu Mountain, and the master of the peerless Tang Sect in Shuchuan, it is not as good as the ancestral dragon.

And as a close disciple of Zulong, it means that in the future, it is very likely to take over the position of Zulong and become the strongest person in Huaxia, or even the strongest in the world!

Tang Feng didn't know about Wu Shenlong's thoughts, of course he didn't care, he glanced at Hong Liwu who was lying on the ground, and he immediately turned his gaze to Mao Shiba.

Mao Eighteen still held a turquoise brocade box in his hand, and the brocade box also contained ten lark fruits.

Tang Feng was undoubtedly concerned about this, if the ten Hundred Spirit Fruits could all be refined into Qi Gathering Dispersion, presumably his strength would skyrocket again at that time.

It is even possible to break through to the Ninefold Sect Master Realm of Transformation Strength, but now that the golden dragon mark on his chest has just changed, there is still half a year before the next time, with the current situation, half a year is undoubtedly too long for Tang Feng.

What's more, the most important point is that the Golden Dragon Mark has dimmed a lot, which means that the power of the ability has weakened a lot, and it is likely that it will die out next time.

Therefore, for Tang Feng, it was impossible to rely only on the Golden Dragon Mark, he had to make several preparations.

The two flavors of the main medicine, he has now found the lark fruit, according to the tips above the Danfang, it should not be difficult to refine the gathering qi dispersion.

As for the ambergris water, for the current Tang Feng, he is not in a hurry, after all, the ambergris water is to refine the myelin cleansing pill, and the marrow washing pill is used to wash the muscles and cut the marrow, in preparation for opening up the martial artist's own muscles and veins.

In other words, usually only when he reached the Peak Grandmaster Realm of the Nine Heavens of Transformation would he take the Purifying Pill, and then open up the tendons and veins in his body in one fell swoop and break through to the Venerable Realm of Opening the Pulse.

Thinking of this, Tang Feng didn't hesitate, walked straight away, walked to Mao Shiba, stretched out his hands, and said lightly: "Bring it." ”

Mao Shibai was stunned, subconsciously looked at Hong Liwu on the edge of the martial arts arena, and found that the other party did not open his mouth to stop him, he thought about it, and handed over the brocade box.

Tang Feng took it, unscrewed the button on it, and suddenly a cool breath rushed towards him, which shocked his spirit, and the whole person felt refreshed.

I have to say that this lark fruit can be called a spirit fruit, just by looking at the green and transparent color on its surface, it is known to be extraordinary.

Tang Feng was very curious, where did the people of the beggar gang get this kind of kiwifruit, but although he was puzzled, he didn't ask, because he knew that even if he asked, these two people would not be able to say.

Closing the lid of the brocade box, Tang Feng walked away, now that the lark fruit was in hand, of course there was no need for him to stay any longer.

It's just that at this time, Hong Liwu suddenly staggered up from the fine sand, gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "You kid, stop for Lao Tzu first!"

Tang Feng paused, but he didn't look back, only said coldly: "What, listening to your tone, it seems that you can't afford to lose?"

Hong Liwu endured the sharp pain in his lower abdomen, obviously the opponent's dragon fist just now injured him a lot, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "What kind of person are you to be this elder, only ten lark fruits, if you lose, you will lose, if you want to come back, won't you be laughed at by your friends on the rivers and lakes!"

He snorted heavily, then reversed the conversation and said, "Let me ask you, what is the dragon fist you just cast?"

Tang Feng still didn't look back, only sneered faintly: "But your subordinates are defeated, do you think you still have the qualifications to ask me?"

Hong Liwu was furious, gritted his teeth and said, "You ......" But before his words came out, Tang Feng's people had already walked away, leaving him alone to roar hysterically.

Seeing this, Wu Shenlong and Wu Shaoqiu naturally couldn't stay any longer, and they didn't even dare to say hello anymore, although their Wu family was powerful, but compared to the behemoth like the beggar gang, it was still a little unsightly.

In case this Hong Liwu angered their Wu family because of this, the consequences would be serious.

It wasn't until Tang Feng and the Wu family completely disappeared into the backyard that Hong Liwu clenched his fists and roared word by word: "It's really damn it, this seat has not suffered such a big humiliation since it became famous thirty years ago!"

"This kid surnamed Tang, Lao Tzu will never spare him, and he will have to repay it a hundred times in the future!"

Seeing this, Mao Shibai next to him couldn't help but shake his head secretly, maybe no one present could see Tang Feng's true realm, but he saw it with his old eyes.

In fact, from the very beginning, Mao Eighteen already knew that this Tang Feng deliberately suppressed the realm and hid his true strength, and from the breath of the other party, he clearly felt that this person was at least in the Eightfold Heaven Grandmaster Realm.

At such a young age, he has already reached such a terrifying realm, coupled with the terrifying power of the Dragon Fist just now, I am afraid that even if it is the Nine Heavens of Strength, this person has the power to fight!

It's a pity that Hong Liwu can't understand this, of course, Mao Shibai won't take the initiative to tell him, the reason why he is in charge of Baicaotang is actually his selfishness.

Hong Liwu suddenly raised his head and looked at Mao Eighteen and said: "Steward Mao, that kid's dragon fist just now, you must have also seen it, is it very similar to the beggar gang's Zhen Gang Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending Palm?"

Mao Eighteen couldn't help but admit this, nodded and said: "On the surface, it looks very similar, but this person's dragon fist is not bad, if it is in the same realm, I am afraid that only by comprehending a few moves behind the eighteen palms of the dragon can he be able to fight against it." ”

Hong Liwu gritted his teeth and said: "I really can't imagine that this person also has such a terrifying heaven-level martial arts, in fact, I also know that his dragon fist is not the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, but it looks too similar." ”

Mao Shibai couldn't help but ask: "It seems that Elder Hong is preparing to report, please move the masters in the gang out of the mountain, so as to suppress this person?"

Hong Liwu snorted coldly: "Yes, this seat has this intention, even if this person's dragon fist is not the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, but it is too similar, our beggar gang has every reason to say that he learned it secretly!"

"This seat says that he is stealing learning, he must be, once the beggar gang elder comes, this person will definitely die!"

(End of chapter)