Chapter 42: Foodie

Tang Feng was not interested in the content of the letter, and directly shook the letter in his hand to smithereens with internal force.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhao Min frowned, she was still thinking about how Yang Dingtian could have fallen to this, who knew that Tang Feng would destroy the things he got from Yang Dingtian.

"It's people's privacy, there's no need to look at it."

Tang Feng clapped his hands indifferently, he knew everything about the content of the letter, so naturally there was no need to read it again.

Although he didn't want to see it, he didn't want others to see it, so he simply destroyed it.

"You, you must know that this person is Yang Dingtian, maybe there is a Ming Sect's divine skill in the envelope?" Zhao Min said speechlessly.

"Hehe, what if you have a magic method, I don't need it." Tang Feng smiled, he didn't care.

Of course, he said this completely to pretend, after all, he knew that the envelope was just Yang Dingtian's last words, and besides, the biggest gain of this trip had already been put away by him, even if he had a divine skill, he wouldn't care.

Zhao Min rolled his eyes violently, a little speechless by Tang Feng's unashamed words.

"Let's go, we can leave." Tang Feng saw that Zhao Min had no doubts, glanced at the secret room, turned around and left.

"That's it?" Zhao Min and Xiao Zhao were stunned for a moment, and they didn't react at half-sound.

"I've seen what I should see, I've taken what I should take, why don't you leave?" Tang Feng had already left the stone room, and the voice came from outside.

When Zhao Min heard this, he couldn't help but focus his eyes on his feet, where there was a pile of waste paper.

"Got something? Why didn't I see it? Zhao Min was puzzled, she was following Tang Feng just now, and she didn't see anything else except seeing Tang Feng ruining a letter.

Of course, it's normal that they didn't see it, after all, the door of the stone room can only allow one person to pass through, and when Tang Feng went in and moved the Qiankun into his pocket, they came in, and it was strange that they could see it.

"Wait, what did you take, can you let me see it and satisfy my curiosity?" Zhao Min couldn't figure it out in his heart, so he hurriedly caught up with Tang Feng's footsteps and wanted to ask clearly.

After all, it was the bones of Yang Dingtian, the former sect leader of the Ming Sect, no matter what she found, it shouldn't be simple, and it was normal for her to be curious.

"Can't!" Tang Feng refused without hesitation.

After all, it was a great shift, a first-class miracle in the world, who wants to see it?

When Zhao Min heard this, his face turned red with anger, he looked at Tang Feng's back, and wanted to pounce on him and bite him to death, it was so bad that it aroused her curiosity, and he still teased her like this.

Tang Feng didn't know what Zhao Min was thinking, anyway, his principle was very simple, such a magic skill as the Great Shift of Qiankun could only be learned by himself or the people around him, and as for others, they would not be allowed to talk about it.

Although he didn't want to see Zhao Min's delicate flower wither, he didn't treat Zhao Min as his own, after all, he would have to leave Yitian and Slay the Dragon sooner or later, Zhao Min was a passerby to him, and it would be a loss to let such a good magic skill be learned by a passerby.

The three of them returned the same way, Tang Fengyinuo let Xiao Zhao go, and only left with Zhao Min.

He didn't really leave, and after taking Zhao Min around Guangmingding, he found a remote room in the Mingjiao General Altar and stayed there.

After all, he had only just obtained the Great Shift, and of course he planned to cultivate.

It can stimulate the maximum potential of the body, set the martial arts principles, copy the opponent's martial arts, create the opponent's flaws, accumulate strength, stick to the palm power, pull and move the enemy's strength, transform the yin and yang qi, use the force to fight, all kinds of benefits, there are countless benefits.

Compared to Murong Fu's way of using the other in the Tianlong World, he was much more powerful, and of course he didn't want to miss it.

If he learned this martial art, it would be a qualitative transformation for him.

Whether it is creating a flaw in the Great Shift, copying the opponent's martial arts, or even pulling the enemy's strength, this is very fatal to people in the same realm.

This is also the reason why Tang Feng couldn't help but want to cultivate after obtaining the Great Shift.

After all, he is now a super-first-class master, if he learns this great shift, who else is his opponent among the super-first-class masters?

Maybe even that peerless master, he can compete with one or two.

For three days in a row, Tang Feng relied on the deep internal strength in his body, coupled with his own martial arts realm, and forcibly cultivated the Qiankun Great Shift to the seventh layer.

Theoretically, there should be nine layers of the Great Shift of Qiankun, but the person who created the Great Shift of Qiankun only cultivated to the sixth layer, and the realm behind it was completely obtained by imagination, Tang Feng didn't dare to forcibly cultivate in order not to fall into the devil.

It took three days to cultivate to the seventh layer, and Tang Feng was quite satisfied.

Although in the original work, Zhang Wuji only took a few hours to cultivate to the seventh layer, and he was completely abused compared to Zhang Wuji, but Zhang Wuji is the protagonist after all, and this ungodly luck cannot be compared.

"Fat girl, it's time for us to go, go out and move your muscles."

Tang Feng got up from the table and yelled at Zhao Min, who was flipping his backpack on the bed.

"You said you are not allowed to call me a fat girl, where are people fat? Well? Fat there? Zhao Min looked at Tang Fengdao with a resentful expression.

"I'm not fat, look at the past three days, you've eaten all my dry food." Tang Feng didn't have a good airway.

"Is this my fault? Who called your dry food tasted so delicious. Zhao Min rolled his eyes and said, not embarrassed at all.

Tang Feng found this room three days ago, and in order to avoid more trouble, he never went out, but how could this person do it without eating, so he took out some canned beef and mutton prepared in his backpack.

This time it's terrible, since Zhao Min tasted the deliciousness, he never forgot it, and he always remembered that Tang Feng had no choice but to take out all the canned food.

No, Tang Feng didn't eat a few bites in three days, all of them were eaten by Zhao Min, and the fat girl's was also from this.

"Let's go, go out and have some activities!" Tang Feng shook his head, he didn't care about it, he ate it, anyway, as long as he returned to the main world, there were many of these things.

"Hey, ask you something!" Zhao Min Yingying got up and walked towards Tang Feng with a smile.

"No need to ask, the thing is gone, and I don't know how to make it."

Tang Feng glanced at her angrily, he didn't have to think about it to know what Zhao Min wanted to ask, so he simply dismissed her thoughts.

"Boring!" Zhao Min's face fell, his mouth pursed, and he secretly thought in his heart: "When I go to Dadu, the first thing I will do is to force him to tell the origin of such delicious dry food." ”

There is no doubt that the charm of food is not limited to countries, but also to time and space, and there is no shortage of foodies in any era.

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