In the rainy afternoon, the forest is filled with patches of rain and mist, towering trees towering in the clouds, the ground is damp and abnormal, and there are small puddles everywhere, and the sunlight penetrates through the cracks in the trees and shines on the ground, refracted on the puddles, and from a distance, it looks like a small diamond shining with brilliant brilliance.

The forest after the rain is even more lively, with unknown birds chirping in the distance, and monkeys jumping back and forth in the trees make Wang Feng think that he has come to the tropical rainforest in the real world.

This is already the eighth day after the Pang family encounter, and it is also the eleventh day after the start of the match.

That is to say, there are still four days, and some guys who can't hold it can crush the jade pendant and go back directly.

The specific markers of the organizers, whether they can be found or not, are not considered successful, and if they want to be successful, they will have to persist in this vast rainforest for three months.

So Wang Feng was not in a hurry, he still planned to make adequate preparations, and then be promoted to become an extraordinary martial artist.

The forest was very large, and during these eight days, Wang Feng did not see any other martial artists who participated in the selection of martial arts.

Wang Feng had to rejoice, it was Alice who told him the Pang family's plan in advance, otherwise, it would be a complete fool's dream to make a plan to cut off the beard in this forest.

As the third Transcendent Pill slipped into his mouth, Wang Feng ushered in his most critical moment---- promotion to Transcendent Martial Artist.

The huge energy scorched Wang Feng's body, and this heat came from the inside out, so there was no sign on the surface of the body, but it was like a furnace in the body.

The Transcendent Pill is a kind of pill that can only be made from a fruit called Longyin Fruit and then mixed with nearly 100 kinds of precious Chinese medicinal materials, which is specially made for martial artists to be promoted from the mortal stage to the extraordinary.

Each pill can provide nearly thirty percent of the chance of breaking through, and the average martial artist has no money, so he will prepare everything in the first time, and then pray that he can break through by eating one.

This is because the Transcendent Pill is very expensive and rare, and nearly 70% of the martial artists in the entire continent have never had the opportunity to obtain a Transcendent Pill with their own strength in their lifetime.

Therefore, for them, it is already great to have a transcendent pill if they want to break through the transcendental, Wang Feng has nearly eighteen transcendent pills at this moment, so the promotion plan is also in the most luxurious way.

According to the old man's words, Wang Feng is a person with great luck, thick skin and black means.

Wang Feng refreshed his mind and suppressed the huge amount of energy in his body, and ran it over and over again according to the previous exercises.

The huge energy energy passed through the limbs and veins like a flood, washing the veins over and over again, expanding over and over again.

Expanding the sore spot increases by one point, but then it looks very comfortable.

Drops of sweat the size of beans came out of Wang Feng's forehead one by one, dripping on the legs made of plates.

After more than ten hours, this energy finally weakened, after all, there were the previous two transcendent pills as the foundation, so the accumulated energy was still very large, so the time spent to sort out and guide this energy was also doubled.

After all the energy had calmed down, Wang Feng opened his eyes, and it was already the second half of the night in the forest outside, and the scenery was the same as the first time he entered this forest.

......

On the other side, in the real world.

Wang Feng only wore a big shorts and sat on the roof, sitting cross-legged on the ground to regulate the breath in his body, with the starry sky on his head.

"Whew" let out a long breath, and Wang Feng finally finished practicing.

In the real world, he has also reached the advanced level of metamorphosis, and in a few months, he can also prepare to be promoted to a transcendent martial artist.

But if he can be promoted to a transcendent martial artist, then there is no threat to him from ordinary weapons or groups in this world.

According to the current situation, there is no need to worry about anything, anyway, it is a hundred-fold diluted liquid drug, although the effect is amazing, but it will not have the same miraculous effect as the original solution.

......

The next morning, when I went to work.

"Manager Zhang, you ask people to come to me, I have some potions for you here, take them back and study them, they can be used to develop and improve people's potential and vitality. ”

"Okay, boss, I'll arrange it. ”

Wang Feng asked a professional manager to help him manage everything in the entire pharmaceutical factory.

It also gives this professional manager great power, except for financial and special matters that need to be directly responsible to him, all other professional managers can make decisions on their own.

The carnage and pressure in the otherworldly world make Wang Feng's nerves tense every day, but the peace and tranquility in the real world can relieve this pressure very well, so now Wang Feng cherishes every day.

Because he can't tell, maybe one day he will encounter a strong opponent who can't resist, if that's the case, which will come first, tomorrow or the accident?

Therefore, there must be no mistake in making all kinds of preparations in advance, and the matter of longevity must be put on the agenda.

With the elixir made of longevity pills, you can gain a lot of wealth and considerable connections and social status in this society.

And then rely on these things to control the complete industrial system, to support their own back hands and hole cards in the different worlds.

Wang Feng cleaned up, the house was dressed, and he was going to Baotong Temple in Wuhan today.

Wang Feng was an atheist before, but since the crossing, he has maintained a certain awe of such things as gods, to put it bluntly, he is afraid that one day he will provoke someone who should not be provoked and be forcibly crossed.

This time I went to the temple not to worship the Buddha, but to kill too many evils a few days ago, and the anger of my life cannot be eliminated.

Wang Feng doesn't want to let himself in the real world, this character also become murderous, if that's the case, will he lose his heart?

Only by not forgetting the original intention in life can we get the way.

When I drove to the place, although it was time to go to work today, there were still a lot of people coming and going in the whole temple.

Wang Feng walked up the steps step by step, feeling the strong Buddhist feelings around him, and his mood was also more comfortable.

Buddhism in China is different from Buddhism in other regions, and Buddhism in China has a culture that combines Buddhism and Confucianism.

......

What Wang Feng didn't know was that from the moment he stepped into the temple, an old Zen master who had been chanting scriptures in an inconspicuous small Zen room in the mountain behind the temple suddenly opened his eyes.

"Amitabha. The old Zen master recited for a moment, then got up and got up, left the cushion, and walked to the door.

"You go to the temple in front of you and find a young man, about 22 years old.

His temperament is very special, and when you see him, you feel it, and you bring him here. The old Zen master said to the disciples who came to inquire.

"Okay, Elder, is there anything special about that person's appearance?"

"Nope. ”

"Is there anything else I need to pay attention to?"

"Just be polite and invite him over. ”

"Yes, Elder. ”

"You go, if he doesn't want to come, don't embarrass him, you can just come back yourself. ”

"Okay. After saying that, the disciple quickly ran towards the temple in the front yard.

This is not the whim of the old Zen master, but he has had a very strange dream in the past few days.

In his dreams, he had been dreaming of a very blood-red cloud, floating towards the temple, and above the cloud was a young man with a kind and gentle face.

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It's late.,I'm sorry.,I'll still guarantee that 2 chapters will be updated every day.,There's too much going on today.,I don't know everyone~!

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