"What, I'm still okay?" Ye Zhenchao was a little incredulous, he couldn't feel the outside world and his body at all now, only a trace of consciousness that was barely clear.

"I'm not sure, I'm going to have to try it, don't I, and if I succeed, it will be a great thing for you. Yang Feng just had a whim, he really didn't know whether he could do it, he could only tell the truth.

The method is very simple, that is, to teach Ye Zhenchao the practice of cultivating the truth. If it can succeed, as its cultivation increases, the sea of knowledge will inevitably expand, and the shackles of the ice wall will naturally collapse under the powerful expansion of the sea of knowledge. In this process, if Yang Feng attacks from the outside in, it is difficult to grasp the scale, and there is a high chance that he may seriously injure Ye Zhenchao's Zhihai while breaking through the ice wall blockade.

Yang Feng used his divine eye to inspect Xia Ye Zhenchao and found that although he had a spiritual root, it was a legendary seven-line miscellaneous spiritual root that was rotten to an extreme realm. This kind of spiritual root is one of the super waste material spiritual roots recognized by the cultivation realm.

The reason why it is said to be useless is because compared to the monks of the pure spirit root, the spirit stone resources required to improve the cultivation of the seven-line miscellaneous spirit root are much more, not just seven times. No sect or family is willing to cultivate such a disciple. Even those who have enough resources and do not believe in evil are bound to fail. Because the longevity of the monks during the Qi training period is about 160 years old. Even if you start cultivating from your mother's womb and practice to the Great Perfection of Qi before you die of old age, you may barely be able to do it, but it is simply difficult to build a foundation. Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if there is really that kind of opportunity that is so good that it is impossible to repeat the journey dù monk succeeds in building the foundation, his life will stop here, and he wants to marry Dan is something that he can't even think about.

But the seven-line miscellaneous spirit root is not useless, if you really want to succeed in cultivation, you must be invincible at the same level, and you are very good at leapfrogging challenges. Without him, the cultivation in his body is more than seven times that of a monk of the same level, and the result is already doomed before he fights.

Yang Feng was entangled in his heart, he was not afraid that Ye Zhenchao would not have a spirit root, and he still had a lot of spirit pills derived from the spirit root. But Ye Zhenchao has a spiritual root, and it is still an extremely rare super miscellaneous spiritual root, so it is better to have no spiritual root. The elixir is only for monks who do not have a spiritual root, but it cannot be used to wash the spiritual root. This meant that it was much more difficult for Ye Zhenchao to expand his knowledge of the sea through cultivation, and his chances of success were very slim.

In the next week, Yang Feng took Ye Zhenchao to his home (the military compound arranged by Liangyan for him), and communicated with him through his divine sense. In order to help Ye Zhenchao better absorb the aura, Yang Feng even arranged four pseudo-spirit gathering formations and a pseudo-closed formation to prevent the leakage of spiritual energy in the room. Although the five formations were copycats, they also consumed more than four thousand spirit stones at once. Yang Feng still didn't believe it, in such an exaggerated aura environment, could Ye Zhenchao still be able to gather qi successfully? He himself just stood in the room for a while and felt extremely comfortable all over his body, and he almost ran the Yuan Extreme True Technique to cultivate. Fortunately, he is still relatively sober and will not do anything to snatch the aura from Ye Zhenchao.

The aura in the room quickly reached its peak, and it was very rich. If he cultivated in such an environment, Yang Feng believed that he would be able to advance to the fifth level of qi cultivation in less than a week. But at the moment, he only pays attention to Ye Zhenchao's physical condition, although the aura is good, Ye Zhenchao can absorb it, right?

Although Ye Zhenchao couldn't contact the outside world and couldn't control his body, he magically felt the changes in the meridians in his body after constantly running the qi induction technique that Yang Feng had taught him. Several wonderful gases slowly entered his body from the ends of his limbs, moistening his heart and lungs, and finally divided into two streams, one into his dantian, one into the body, and then up through the throat to the Baihui acupoint, and even a very small part entered the Zhihai area to warm this still narrow strange space.

Unfortunately, the wall of ice was still held in the way of iron cables, blocking all the commands his consciousness gave to his body. However, Ye Zhenchao knows that being able to feel qi is already a successful start. Although the gas entering the dantian was too little, far from meeting Yang Feng's requirements to tell him, he knew that as long as he persevered, there would be a time to fill the sea of dantian qi. At that time, he will truly become a cultivator in the Qi cultivation period, and his sea of consciousness will be greatly expanded, and this is the opportunity for him to break through the shackles and restore his normalcy!

Yang Feng observed for a few days and found that although there were spiritual qi entering the meridians in Ye Zhenchao's body, the number was extremely rare. The invincible and slow pit characteristics of the seven-system miscellaneous spirit root in absorbing spiritual energy are indeed the best in the world, which makes him completely powerless to complain. If it were him, it was estimated that it would not take two or three days for the aura of these four spirit gathering arrays to be swept away. At this time, the aura in these Spirit Gathering Arrays was still extremely full, and it was hardly consumed.

"Seven Miscellaneous Spirit Roots!" Yang Feng sighed weakly in his heart, and his divine sense left Ye Zhenchao's room. Because at this time, his mobile phone rang, it was Secretary Hu Rui who called, and every time the other party called, there was almost no good thing.

"Yang Feng, there is an emergency and you need to go out again. Hu Rui said in a somewhat anxious tone.

Without waiting for Yang Feng to react, Hu Rui continued: "It's your two teammates Fan Zhaohui and Wang Menglin, the two of them were supposed to return to China within three days after the game, but they lost contact two days ago. We suspect that this has something to do with Skywalker or the hidden ninjas of Toyo. You know they are all important forces in the country, and we can't afford to lose them."

There was no need for him to say the rest of the words, Yang Feng also knew what he meant, and agreed to it in one bite. Fan and Wang, as comrades-in-arms who were born and died with him, naturally did not sit idly by. Even if it was likely to be a trap for him, he would jump without hesitation.

Yang Feng was not ready to be polite to Hu Rui this time, he took the opportunity to say that he would add more arms on the grounds that the task was tricky, which made Hu Rui, who had already been cheated by him once, shake his head like a rattle even on the other end of the phone. However, in the face of Yang Feng, who did not let go, he could only give in in the end, but insisted on Yang Feng to explain the whereabouts of so many arms before. Could Yang Feng have teleported to the Xiuzhen Realm and used most of his weapons and equipment to deal with the siege of the cultivators? So in the end, Hu Rui heard that Yang Feng had consumed most of his ammunition in the Oriental Kingdom and used it against the Hidden Ninjas.

That night, Yang Feng, who had replenished a large amount of ammunition, took the retreat and came to the Oriental Kingdom again. In the vast sea of people, it is a needle in a haystack to find the missing Fan Zhaohui and Wang Menglin, and he chose the stupidest but most simple and effective way - swaggering to advertise on Edo TV: When you meet for the first time, you T.M will come and beat me if you have a kind!

The domineering advertising slogan, combined with Yang Feng's arrogant expression, even if he did not pay half a cent to the newspaper of Toyokoku, it did not prevent his large avatar from easily making the headlines of major newspapers the next day.

The entire Oriental Kingdom is not calm, this kind of behavior of pointing at the nose and slapping the face did not attract the mastermind behind the kidnapping of Fan Zhaohui and them, but attracted a large number of hot-blooded Oriental warriors. These people ran to the hotel where Yang Feng was staying in a roar, and named him to fight him alone, which annoyed Yang Feng so much. Their skills are indeed good, and several of them are still internationally renowned martial artists, but they are still ordinary people in Yang Feng's eyes. He, a powerful cultivator, fights with them, it's no different from an adult bullying a child, isn't it?

For three days in a row, Yang Feng stayed in the hotel where he stayed without leaving the house, ignoring the doorbell in the room and the scolding outside the door. He knew that the mastermind behind the scenes would not be so polite to him, and he couldn't wait for the main master, and he was not in the mood to waste time on these small fish and shrimp.

In the meantime, there was a very short-tempered warrior who couldn't bear it anymore, so he brazenly forced open the door of Yang Feng's room and rushed in. Just a glance, he was restrained and thrown out of the room by Yang Feng, who made a strange move and moved as fast as lightning, and the door was immediately closed by Yang Feng. He was already a second-level early formation mage, and he just casually placed a little prohibition on the door, and the entire door was not only intact, but also countless times stronger than before.

The samurai who was thrown out was a well-known figure in the Oriental martial arts world, and his combat power was recognized, and it was too appalling to be subdued by someone with one move, which made the clamor outside Yang Feng's room calm down at once.

A few hours later, the hot-blooded warriors who came to trouble Yang Feng had almost dispersed, but Yang Feng couldn't sit still. If the culprit behind the scenes doesn't come to him for a long time, he won't be able to find any clues. Saving people is like fighting fire, and delaying these three days is already the limit of what he can wait.

After refining dozens of array flags, Yang Feng cleaned up and opened the door directly. It was late at night, and the walkway was empty. However, his heart is like a mirror, there must be the eyeliner of the mastermind behind the scenes, and the other party is waiting for an opportunity to attack him. He simply swaggered out and gave them this opportunity.

Out of the hotel, Yang Feng wandered gracefully on the road. Only this time, his mind had noticed that three Barretts were aimed at him from three sniper points. In a restaurant about a few dozen meters away from him, in the tightly closed door, more than a dozen samurai dressed as ninjas clenched the sharp long knives that had been unsheathed in their hands, and when the leader gave an order, they would immediately rush out and dismember his body.

At this time, Yang Feng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he was not afraid of the opponent's high firepower, but he was afraid that the other party would not make a move, and what he was waiting for was the enemy to come forward.

Almost at the moment when the three snipers aimed at him and pulled the trigger, Yang Feng suddenly disappeared in place, and even the afterimage did not appear. The next moment, he had already appeared a hundred meters away, and at the same time, the door of the restaurant flew up, and a group of lower and middle ninjas swarmed out, rushing towards Yang Feng's figure at high speed.

Several snipers tried to shoot at Yang Feng again, but his speed was so fast that they couldn't aim at all, so they could only put down their guns in frustration.

These ninjas were already known for their speed, and even though Yang Feng was running fast, they were barely able to keep up with them. It wasn't until the end that Yang Feng's obvious sprint finally shook off the pursuers and completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

After more than an hour, the ninjas, who had been searching for half a day and had found nothing, returned to the place where they had agreed to meet in advance, and they were suffering the command of the operation, the leader of the inner river and the elite of the middle ninja, Maeda Terakai. But everyone at the scene, including Maeda Terami, didn't know that Yang Feng didn't run away at all, but activated the Yuanji Concealment Technique to hide, and then followed them to the place where they met

PS: Heartfelt words on the shelves

This is the last chapter of the public chapter, and tomorrow the strongest will be on the shelves. In the month and a half since the article was posted, the magic stream has gained a lot of emotion.

First of all, the editor-in-charge Winnie gave me a lot of help, a six-frequency recommendation of the Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info, a recommendation of new books of classified novels and a recommendation of the Sanjiang Potential List. Without your help, my book wouldn't be where it is now, and once again I would like to thank Winnie again.

"The Strongest Teleportation" has been able to support it until now, and it is inseparable from the support of many brothers and sisters, and the magic stream is here to thank you again. The magic stream is a newcomer, it is your perseverance that makes the strongest keep fighting, it is your every click, every recommendation vote, and every reward that gives the magic stream the infinite motivation to create, thank you!

From today onwards, the magic stream will return to the book friends three times a day, until the end of the first volume!

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Thank you again for not giving up just because Moliu is a newcomer, thank you, thank you for every precious support. The Devil's Stream is in my heart!

April 14, 2016

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