Jiang Peng was momentarily stunned.

Then he looked at Zhou Xuan with a puzzled expression.

That look seemed to say: Master, what kind of trouble is this?

Okay, what are you doing with my sister tying my hands?

Tie it up.

Why use such a thick big iron chain.

I have to say.

At this moment, Jiang Peng's heart quietly gave birth to an extremely ominous premonition.

It's as if I've fallen into a pit, and it's still bottomless......

"Ahem. ”

Zhou Xuan put his hands behind his back and calmly explained:

"Jiang Peng, this time, don't blame the teacher for being ruthless. ”

"You have to understand that the first thing to do in cultivating the Mad Bull Golden Body is to absorb and refine the nine hundred and ninety-nine mad bull qi!"

"The mad bull's breath is extremely rare, and the cow must first enter a state of rage......

"In short, doing all this for the teacher is for your own good. ”

"You insist on insisting on letting these angry cows vent well. ”

"Then, you can use your skills to absorb their mad bull energy!"

............

Zhou Xuan's voice fell.

Jiang Peng's face suddenly showed a loveless look.

Apparently.

He had already thoroughly figured out why Zhou Xuan had asked him to provoke the herd of cattle before.

And why you should tie your hands.

Originally...... It was so that he could be ravaged by the twenty or so angry cows.

In this way, you can get the breath of the mad bull!

"How can there be such a tricky cultivation method......

Jiang Peng wanted to cry without tears.

can only speak out in his heart and express his grievances.

And as Jiang Peng turned his head to look.

He immediately found that there were more than twenty old cows that had just been angered by him.

At this moment, without exception, all of them are spitting bullish air and digging the soil with their front hooves.

No way.

These old cows, in Dongshan Village on weekdays, live like the uncle, extremely nourishing.

I've never been beaten by anyone!

So.

It can well be imagined.

After being slapped by Jiang Peng.

Their bull temper has all come up.

The round eyes of the cow are simply saying:

Sample, if I don't fix you this time, I swear not to be a person!

Oh no, swear not for the cow!

That's it.

There is no suspense.

After a moment.

All the old cows began to launch a brutal siege on Jiang Peng.

Or, with bull horns.

Or, to stomp on the hooves.

............

Jiang Peng, whose hands were tied with iron chains, basically had no hope of resisting.

All he could do was to be chased by a herd of wild bulls and flee all over the mountain.

It's just embarrassing!

Meantime.

While running wildly, he also sent a soul torture to Zhou Xuan: "Master, are you sure you're not playing with me?"

"How can the teacher play with you?"

Zhou Xuan replied calmly: "You have to understand, if you don't do this, you won't be able to absorb the mad bull's qi at all!"

"Master, since you don't want to play with me, then you might as well teach me the method of absorbing the mad bull's qi first!"

Jiang Peng shouted in great discouragement.

Hear this.

Zhou Xuan's expression froze instantly.

Because he found that he seemed to have really forgotten, he first taught Jiang Peng the method of absorbing the qi of the mad bull.

"That, you hold on first, I'll teach you !! as a teacher."

"Boss, I feel like you just want to play me to death!!"

............

In the blink of an eye, it was two hours later.

Jiang Peng is still practicing in the back mountains.

Or rather, they are being ravaged by the angry old cows.

It's a little bit worse.

But his harvest is huge.

Until now.

He had already absorbed more than eight hundred mad bull qi.

According to Zhou Xuan's estimate.

In a short period of time, he would be able to absorb all of the nine hundred and ninety-nine mad bull qi.

Then, as long as he refines these mad bull qi, he can truly cultivate into the bronze body of the mad bull.

This is the first and most important step in cultivating the Bullstorm!

"I hope this kid can practice the second form of the Mighty Bull Demon Fist as soon as possible. ”

In the front yard of the Sanssouci faction, Zhou Xuan was lying on a rocking chair basking in the sun, muttering endlessly:

"Once he is cultivated, his divine power talent will definitely be able to awaken faster. ”

"And I, I can also directly master the third form of the Mighty Bull Demon Fist!"

"When the time comes, a punch will go down, and the ghost will cry and the wolf will howl......"

At the same time as Zhou Xuan was leisurely imagining.

Outside of the carefree pie.

A young man with obvious makeup on his face came.

I have to say.

This young man is really a bit of a sass.

He was dressed in a bright purple robe.

Oh, and I even embroidered several red flowers.

The hair looks like it has been smeared with pork, and it looks shiny.

On his body, he was sprayed with perfume.

You can smell it from afar.

And his way of traveling is completely different from everyone else.

Actually sitting on a large chair lifted by four people.

The four burly shirtless men who didn't know how much money they had hired to carry chairs.

They are all covering their noses while lifting, as if they can't stand the smell of perfume on young people.

Oh yes.

These four poor strong men had to sprinkle flower paper all the way from time to time, according to the instructions of the young man.

Anyone can see that they are extremely reluctant.

It was as if he had been forced by a young man to come and carry the chair.

Thereupon.

Their faces were full of pain.

So much so that the whole scene looked almost like they were carrying the coffin.

"Well, the feng shui here is pretty good. ”

After looking around, the young man sighed in a low voice:

"Then, the Qingyang branch of this sect will be here!"

That's just at this time.

This young man discovered the mountain gate of the Sanssouci faction.

"Oh, there's another sect?"

The corners of the young man's mouth slowly hooked up a smile: "This couldn't be more perfect, directly buying this sect will save me more time......

After speaking.

The young man waved his hand lightly, signaling the four burly and shirtless strong men to scatter flowers all the way, and carry him all the way into the mountain gate of the Sanssouci faction.

"Actually...... And this kind of strange village-level sect?"

After a while, when the young man saw the wooden sign erected in front of the mountain gate, he almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.

For him.

The text content written on the wooden sign is simply hilarious to the extreme!

Outrageous can't be more outrageous!

"A village-level sect, worship the sect fee for a low-grade spirit stone?"

There was a bit of sneer in his eyes, and the young man touched a few strands of hair on his cheeks:

"Why doesn't this head go to heaven?"

The voice fell.

The young man saw a little yellow dog again.

is lying on the floor of the archway and sleeping.

And when he saw the wooden tag hanging around the neck of the little yellow dog.

He couldn't hold back any longer, clutched his stomach and started laughing.

The laughter is incomparable.

The four strong men who carried the chairs all felt goosebumps all over their bodies.

Due to the laughter was too loud.

The little yellow dog was woken up directly, and then opened his eyes in a daze.