In the following days, Tang Lang was full of arrangements every day.

In the morning, under the supervision of Cen Hongyi, he wore an iron vest and ran to death, and after a few days, Tang Lang found that every muscle of his body was gradually accumulating more powerful strength, and he was more and more involved in running every day.

Then followed Xu Boyi to study all kinds of spells, from the lowest level to the highest level, and explained each spell to him again, so that he had a feeling of being sudden, which the system could not give, all thanks to Xu Boyi's decades of painstaking study, so that he also began to sincerely respect the other party.

The team battle in the afternoon was the most hard and unexpected, and I never knew what program Mu Sheng prepared for the three of them, sometimes it was to fight against the county defenders of the brigade, sometimes it was thrown into a cage full of various magical beasts, or it was a sneak attack by the invited masters, in short, the three of them wanted to turn around and flee as soon as they saw Mu Sheng.

Night is not the time to rest, if you are injured, you have to soak in a special medicine to recover, if you are not injured, you have to meditate all night to condense spiritual power, and at the same time, the county guard provides enough elixir, you can let Tang Lang and Houfeng improve the realm.

This was really easy for Tang Lang, and he could have promoted his cultivation to the division level overnight, but it was a bit too shocking, so he took a relatively slow progress—to improve a small rank every night. Even so, it made Houfeng look at a monster like a monster, and almost hid his face and fled.

A few days later, Tang Lang had already pushed his cultivation to the peak of the rank of the sergeant, and one step forward was the master level, the second-turn Refining Pill and the Condensing Pill had already shown that his medicinal power was insufficient, looking at the two bottles of the third-turn pill in his hand, he swallowed one without hesitation, ready to impact the master-level realm.

Since he had often turned on the power of the bloodline to fight at the higher level before, Tang Lang was no stranger to the division level, and there was no bottleneck in his understanding, so the powerful medicinal power of the three-turn pill spread out in his body, and the bottleneck was immediately shattered, and the nine green spirit vortices in his mind and dantian were shattered at the same time, condensing into a brand-new blue spirit vortex in continuous rotation.

Because Tang Lang's spirit vortex is different from ordinary people, it has already undergone a high degree of compression and condensation, so the spiritual power required to promote to the great realm is also several times larger than that of ordinary people, not only does it need the assistance of the three turn pills, but the movement of extracting spiritual power from the outside world is also amazing.

In order to ensure the effectiveness of the training of the three of them, Yin Tairan deliberately arranged them in a courtyard far away from Liaochang City, and Hou Feng and Zhuang Tianrui were awakened by it from meditation at the same time.

"Have you finally reached the division level? Let you stabilize the realm for a few days, I must fight with you again, so that it will be enjoyable!" Zhuang Tianrui's heart was hot.

Then the wind wailed in his heart: "Don't you want to hit people like this! Shouldn't the bottleneck be successful with twists and turns, how can it be as easy as eating and drinking water to get to you! I want to go home, and I can't play happily with you monsters!"

After the sky was bright, Tang Lang woke up from the promotion, although he had not slept all night, he still looked radiant, without any sense of difficulty, the improvement of the realm and the quality of spiritual power gave him a deeper understanding of the martial arts and spells he mastered, and his mind moved, and the power of time that had not been used for a long time opened up around him.

In the past, although the power of time was provided by the system, when he walked inside, he could clearly feel the pressure on his body, as if he was tied to countless sandbags, and after reaching the division level, he only moved a line slower than usual within the scope of the power of time, which can be used as a major hidden means in the imperial competition.

He took out the Lone Star Short Blade from the ring again, and injected spiritual power until the star bucket on the hilt was completely lit, and a pair of short blades began to hum, and the short blades automatically floated in the air, following his own mind to deftly shuttle and fly through the room......

In the past, when it was driven by scholar-level spiritual power, the Lone Star Short Blade could only last for about one breath, and basically the spiritual power would be exhausted once it fled, but now the division-level spiritual power can support nearly five breaths, and more moves can be used.

In addition, Tang Lang was also keenly aware that since the rank of sergeant, there was a connection between the two spiritual vortices in his mind and the dantian, and now that he had reached the division level, this connection became more obvious, and he could clearly perceive that the spiritual power lines intertwined by the two spiritual vortices were finally intertwined in the heart.

"Why is it in the heart?" Tang Lang pondered. In fact, since he discovered that there was a mysterious system hidden in his body, he has been looking for the hiding place of the system, but it has never been known, and now that the two spiritual powers are converging in the heart, will it be pointing to the location of the system.

Since the system forcibly took over his body several times, Tang Lang has been a little chilling, and his vigilance against the system has become heavier and heavier, worrying that he will be replaced one day, but usually the system behaves extremely tame, which makes him very conflicted.

"In short, it's better to be careful!" Tang Lang temporarily put aside the doubts in his heart, pushed open the door, and welcomed a new day of training.

As soon as Cen Hongyi saw Tang Lang, he first snorted, and then exclaimed: "How did you do it? With the pill level, the foundation should be vain, but I see that your spiritual power is restrained, and the foundation is extremely solid!"

It turned out that Cen Hongyi had always had a lot of prejudice against Tang Lang, and even more disdainful of his continuous use of pills to level up, thinking that he was wasting his talent, but after he stared carefully, he found that the other party's cultivation was as stable as a rock, so he couldn't help but take the initiative to ask.

Tang Lang smiled in his heart, but remained silent on the surface: "My cultivation time is too short, but the people around me who have experienced are masters, in order not to be wiped out by the crowd, I can only use some extreme methods, and my methods are not applicable to others!"

Houfeng on the side couldn't help it, and interjected and asked: "They are all good brothers, you just reveal a little, count you as helping brothers!"

"You really can't learn my method! I really want me to say, don't regret it!" Tang Lang was not stingy with the matter of compressing his spirit vortex, which was just a reasonable explanation for why he was able to fight beyond the ranks.

"Say it for everyone's reference!In exchange, I'll hand you my mirror, how about it?" Hou Feng was extremely curious about Tang Lang's cultivation method, and was even willing to use his own stunt in exchange, after all, this precious cultivation method could not be obtained for nothing.

Tang Lang smiled and approached Houfeng, and whispered in his ear: "It's actually very simple, I have been continuously compressing spiritual power since I cultivated the first spirit vortex, which can allow ordinary people to cultivate the spiritual power of three spirit vortexes, and only one spirit vortex can be formed here for me, the natural foundation is extremely solid, but it is also several times more difficult than ordinary people when it advances!"

"What? How can you have such a perverted approach! How can I have such a perverted friend as you!" Hou Feng roared again and again in his heart, but he didn't cheat, he still told Tang Lang the original version of "Mirror Flowers and Water Moon" according to the agreement, and he naturally learned it immediately, which stimulated Hou Feng to tears.

After advancing to the master level, Tang Lang felt different when he put on the iron vest again, no longer the exhaustion he had before, but he could clearly perceive that the spiritual power that was constantly emanating from the dantian was nourishing every trace of flesh and blood, as if it was soaked in a warm spring water, and it was being strengthened every moment.

"That, Master Cen, can you discuss? This iron vest will simply lend me it, from today onwards I want to wear it no matter whether I eat or sleep! By the way, in addition to the iron vest, is there an iron belt, iron pants and the like, how about lending them all to me?"

Tang Lang didn't want to let go of any opportunity to improve, so much so that Cen Hongyi was a little impressed: "Why not! As long as you want, you can create a separate armor for you according to the standard of the iron vest!"

Tang Lang couldn't help nodding in agreement: "Great! It's better to adjust the power of the formation a little more, I think I still have potential to tap!"

Cen Hongyi's face became a little strange, this kind of iron vest, he had also worn it, he had never heard anyone say that he hoped that the formation would be more powerful, and replied angrily: "You come over first, I will adjust the power of the formation to the sect level and let you try it first, don't let me make the armor when the time comes, you can't afford it at all!"

He walked over and took off the iron vest on Tang Lang's body, picked open a mechanism in the corner with his hand, gently flicked it a few times, added a few more spars into it, and threw it back directly.

Tang Lang stretched out his hand to pick it up, only to feel that his hands had been hit by a boulder, and with a "boom", the iron vest fell to the ground in response, knocking out a circular crack on the ground.

"I'm going, what's the situation?" Tang Lang's hands were also in pain, and he ran the Returning Yuan Mantra several times to stop the pain.

"Now you know the gap, right! Martial Sect can withstand the power of more than 5,000 stones, while Martial Master can only withstand within 1,000 stones, not the same! I think you are still ...... Don't be reluctant!" Cen Hongyi deliberately let Tang Lang know the gap, but he didn't expect that before he finished speaking, he saw Tang Lang start to try again.

I saw Tang Lang stand firmly on his legs, bend down, raise his arms hard, slowly lift the iron vest from the ground, and slowly hold it flat in front of his chest close to his body, one of the arms suddenly let go, quickly drilled out of the opening at the shoulder of the vest, and turned around with his body, carrying the iron vest on his body.

That's right, it was carried on his body, because of the formation, the iron vest had become like a hill at this time, and Tang Lang could only barely maintain a standing posture by relying on the strength of his whole body.

By the time he trembled and slightly put his other arm through the vest, beads of sweat the size of beans had already rolled down from his head: "That's how it works!"

Tang Lang let out a low cry in his voice, carrying a heavy burden like a mountain and began to stride forward, each step required the strength of his whole body to take a step, and when the soles of his feet touched the ground, there was a loud drum-like bang, and at the same time stirred up the dust.

Cen Hongyi couldn't help but be moved, every time he thought that the other party couldn't hold on, the next moment he took a solid step, and Tang Lang's thin and thin body suddenly became proud......