Say goodbye to the red butterfly and return to his own courtyard in Seven Heroes Town.

Jiang Yi began to think about the talent competition, and after thinking through the relevant competition system and process, he recruited Sai Diao Chan.

There will be several rounds of this talent competition, which may take a lot of time, and he still has to cultivate, so naturally he can't always host the competition, so he plans to only be responsible for the first two games and the final finals, and leave the rest to Sai Diao Chan.

As the shopkeeper of Yihong Restaurant, Sai Diao Chan's ability to do things is still very strong.

These days, Xiaocui has easily turned over and beaten Sai Diao Chan not lightly, her hands, feet, and buttocks are full of scars, but this encounter also made her realize the reality that she has been reduced to a low-class maid.

At this time, she no longer has the arrogance and cunning she once had, she is well-behaved and obedient, and she is very honest.

Now that Jiang Yi gave her a chance to escape from Xiaocui's clutches, she was naturally overjoyed and hurriedly agreed.

After that, Jiang Yi spent a few days preparing for the talent competition.

With the experience of the previous Chicken King Competition, coupled with the help of Sable Chan, this talent competition covering a radius of hundreds of miles was finally successfully held.

Jiang Yi only stared at the first two preliminary matches, and then threw everything to Sai Diao Chan.

He himself took the sponsorship fee of more than 1,000 taels of the competition, and went to the divine doctor to prepare the medicinal materials for the Ten Great Tonic Soup.

……

Inside the ashram.

Jiang Yi was holding a bowl of hot medicinal soup, and his nose was full of strange medicinal fragrances.

This is the perfect tonic soup made with precious medicinal materials such as thousand-year-old ginseng, hundred-year-old snow lotus, deer antler velvet, and Ganoderma lucidum, which is worth 1,318 taels of silver.

This bowl of soup is extremely potent, and according to the miracle doctor, it has the effect of reviving the dead.

I don't know if I can get back to life Jiang Yi doesn't know, for him, as long as he can enhance his internal strength and cultivation.

Pick up the bowl and pour the broth into your mouth. The medicinal soup was bitter and had a choking smell, which made Jiang Yi frown.

Knock knock knock.

Holding back the bitterness, Jiang Yi swallowed heavily.

The medicinal soup that fused the essence of more than a dozen precious medicinal materials was poured into the abdomen, and the medicinal effect exploded instantly, and Jiang Yi only felt that a volcano had erupted in his stomach.

Rumble.

Scorching magma gushed out of the abdomen, turning into a rushing torrent that poured into the limbs.

Jiang Yi's whole body was hot, his skin was red, and he was steaming, as if there was a furnace burning in his body, releasing scorching flames.

He knew that this was because the effect of the medicine was too strong, so he didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly transported the weak internal force in his body and began to digest the medicinal power.

Within the dantian, the weak internal force is as thin as a hair, and it runs non-stop in the meridians according to the superior internal strength.

One week, two weeks.

The exercises kept running, and the internal forces began to grow slowly.

In the blink of an eye, three hours passed.

Jiang Yi felt a feeling of swelling pain coming from the meridians in his body, and knew that he could no longer continue to operate the internal force to improve his cultivation, otherwise his meridians would probably burst open.

However, the scorching medicinal power was still surging and stirring in his body, and only a small part of it was absorbed.

Jiang Yi felt that the whole person was full of energy and abnormal, and the surging vitality in his body almost burst him, and there was nowhere to vent.

He stood up and walked around the ashram, just thinking about something to vent.

Recalling Tong Xiangyu in the original plot, after eating the thousand-year-old ginseng, he changed his performance as a person, his current state is similar to Tong Xiangyu's performance at that time, but his personality change is not as exaggerated as Tong Xiangyu, but he is much more excited than before.

He smiled bitterly: The medicinal effect of the Ten Perfection Tonic Soup is much stronger than that of a simple thousand-year-old ginseng, and I don't know how long this state will last.

Jiang Yi was like having ADHD, pacing back and forth indoors, unable to stop at all.

It wasn't until he saw the Yanling knife on the shelf by the wall that his eyes lit up.

The Desperate Sword Technique is extremely draining of internal energy, which can just be used to release his inexhaustible energy.

Boom!

Grab it and pull it out of its sheath.

At the foot of his feet, the figure shot out like an arrow, and suddenly appeared two meters away.

The Yanling knife in his hand turned into a snow-white horse and slashed down.

He had just absorbed some medicinal power, and his internal strength cultivation had greatly improved, and his strength and speed had improved to a higher level.

Moreover, because of the continuous release and accumulation of medicinal power in the body, the whole person's spirit is also more focused and more agile in thinking.

At this moment, his spirit and spirit were at their peak, and the power of the Desperate Sword was a few points stronger than usual.

Stepping on the snow without a trace, Jiang Yi began to practice the desperate knife technique non-stop.

The strength of the whole body is condensed as one, gathered at the tip of the knife.

The sword flashed, as fast as thunder and lightning.

Boom.

The sharp light of the knife flickered, slashing at the wooden man standing in the quiet room.

Click, click, click.

The swords were vertical and horizontal, and the sawdust was flying, and in a short time, the wooden people were cut into stubble and debris all over the ground.

Once, twice.

Ten times, a hundred times

Jiang Yi kept practicing the knife technique, and every time his internal strength was exhausted, he would sit down cross-legged, close his eyes and breathe, and restore his internal strength.

Every time he regained his internal strength, his cultivation would improve slightly.

From the afternoon, to the evening.

and from dark till dawn.

Jiang Yi has been cultivating non-stop, and usually, he cultivates very hard. But it was purely supported by strong willpower and a thirst for strength.

But now it's different, because the powerful medicinal power fills his whole body, his whole body is like being beaten with chicken blood, and he can't stop at all.

I can only keep cultivating.

When it was time for breakfast, the maid Xiaoqi came to the quiet room and knocked on the door: "Young master, it's time for breakfast." ”

"Eat, I'm not hungry."

Jiang Yi still kept practicing the Desperate Sword Technique.

After cultivating all night, not only did he not show the slightest tiredness, but his whole person was full of energy, his expression was excited, and his eyes were full of brilliance.

"Here, young master, are you okay, I see that you have been cultivating for a day"

Xiao Qi stood outside the door, listening to the non-stop sound of the long knife breaking through the air in the quiet room, and asked with some concern.

"It's okay, I'm just eating that perfect tonic soup, and my energy is too strong, and when the medicinal power dissipates, it will naturally be fine."

Jiang Yi's voice came from the quiet room, loud and powerful.

"Okay, then I won't bother you with your cultivation."

Xiao Qi nodded, and was about to retreat.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

The gate of the small courtyard was slammed open, and more than a dozen people rushed in and rushed into the small courtyard.

Xiao Qi looked at the middle-aged woman in the lead, as well as the dozen or so strong men behind her, frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Mrs. Qian, what do you want to do with this group of people to break into our house aggressively?" ”

Mrs. Qian crossed her waist with one hand, pointed at Xiao Qi with the other, raised her eyebrows, and said sharply: "You go and call Jiang Yi out, I came to settle accounts with him today." ”

Bang!

The door to the ashram opened.

Jiang Yi strode out of it, glanced at Mrs. Qian and Zhang Xiaoyan standing beside her, and then looked at the more than ten tall and muscular men behind the two, and asked, "I don't know if Mrs. Qian wants to find Jiang, what kind of account is it?" ”

Mrs. Qian pulled Zhang Xiaoyan over and said:

"When you were in Chunfeng Building before, you injured my little brother, should you think that this matter is just over. Let me tell you, our old Zhang family is not easy to bully. ”

A middle-aged man with a tiger's back and a face full of meat stepped forward and said with a hideous expression: "Boy, you are so bold. Only our Zhang family has ever bullied others, and no one has dared to trouble my Zhang family. ”

This is the boss of the Zhang family, Zhang Jin.

"Oh, I wonder what you're going to do?"

Facing the fierce gazes of more than a dozen big men, Jiang Yi was not afraid at all, and said as usual.

As he spoke, he slowly took off the iron ring in his hand, threw it to the ground, and took off the iron shoes he was wearing.

Take the Yanling knife back into its scabbard and hold it in your hand.