"Hehe, Yang Fei, don't worry, since you are a member of my guild, it is my responsibility to ensure your safety. Liu Tushen's eyebrows stretched slightly, and he said with a smile, "I am the vice president of the Alchemist Guild, Liu Tushen ......."

"It turned out to be President Liu?!" Yang Fei replied indifferently, "The kid has met the president, and today's matter is troublesome." ”

"It's okay, it's just a gesture, besides, their Lu family has long had trouble with you, if you have any trouble in the future, you can tell me and the president, and we will do our best to help you solve it." Liu Tushen said lightly, a touch of arrogance flashed in the corner of his eyes.

"That kid is going to have more President Liu here!" Yang Fei's expression remained unchanged, and he said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"It seems that Yang Fei Xiaoyou still has something to do, so the old man is inconvenient to disturb!" Liu Tushen said with a charitable gaze, and the corners of his eyes suddenly revealed a touch of imperceptible cunning.

After Liu Tushen finished speaking, he turned around and left.

However, the sly look in the corner of Liu Tushen's eyes was still keenly felt by Yang Fei, and this Liu Tushen was not as simple as he said, no matter what he wanted to do, he had to be extremely vigilant.

With Yang Fei's current strength, he is not an opponent of anyone at the top of the Alchemist Guild, and since he has completely offended the Lu family, he will have endless troubles in the future.

"The strength is still not strong enough!"

Thinking of this, Yang Fei clenched his fists again.

He didn't know why the president Zhang Kaixuan left suddenly, and he heard from others in the guild that all along, Zhang Kaixuan almost didn't leave Qingyang City, and looking at Lu Zuohe's tone, Zhang Kaixuan was not in Qingyang City at all, so where did he go.

"Forget it, let's make some preparations, the auction will start tomorrow, I don't know how many gold coins can be auctioned for those three one-pattern spirit pills?"

Yang Fei thought to himself, condensed his mind slightly, and threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart.

Although Yang Fei cleaned up Lu Qiang fiercely today, he could only avoid trouble for the time being, but with Lu Zuo's extremely greedy character, who could guarantee that Lu Zuo would not send someone to attack him secretly.

With a thought in his mind, Yang Fei took out all the remaining medicinal herbs, and now he had to use the whole day to refine all the remaining medicinal herbs into elixirs, so that he would not be able to bid on anything at the auction when the time came.

Without hesitation, Yang Fei began to get busy by himself again, and compared with the noisy courtyard before, it was now unusually quiet and deserted.

Although Yang Fei returned the medicine tripod to Ren Lan'er, his busy work allowed him to find an intact medicine tripod in the depths of the warehouse, which looked very new and quaint at the same time.

in the room.

Yang Fei quietly sniffed the medicinal fragrance coming from his nose, his brows kept tight, and when he lifted the top cover, the extremely thick medicinal fragrance filled the entire cabin.

Stretching out his hand, the round elixir was presented in his hand, and his eyes carefully examined the three elixirs, not surprisingly, the elixirs refined this time all contained a beautiful pattern.

Could it be that he is really a genius in alchemy? Maybe his divine sense and spiritual power are quite special.

Yang Fei attributed the reason for refining the elixir containing the Dan pattern one after another to his divine sense and spiritual power, and sniffed the faint fragrance emanating from the three elixirs, Yang Fei's brows stretched slightly, and a sense of clarity and clarity came to his heart.

Putting away the three pills, Yang Fei carefully placed them in the delicate wooden box, and then satisfactorily put them in the jade pendant space.

"It's time to cultivate. ”

Previously, Yang Fei was distracted by Lu Qiang's suddenness, making him unable to concentrate on consolidating his Thunder Shadow Fist.

He adjusted his mind slightly, and found a wooden stake with the thickness of one person hugging, this time the stake was much smaller than the big stump last time, but it did not prevent him from cultivating.

On Earth, he once learned martial arts from a master who specialized in boxing, but when he was on Earth, in this other world, he only retained the memory of martial arts, and the martial arts talent of this body was originally very ordinary.

So Yang Fei made the stake he found into a stake man, he used to often see those martial arts stars on TV who usually train to make stake people, this time he made a stake man according to the memory of his previous life.

Looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction, Yang Fei was slightly excited in his heart, and sighed that he was still very talented in production.

Following the deepest memory in his mind, Yang Fei began to slowly approach the stake man.

He didn't plan to use spiritual power this time, let alone use the domineering and abnormal martial arts of the Thunder Shadow Fist, he just wanted to lay a good foundation for himself, because the combat quality of this body was almost zero, which also made Yang Fei suffer a lot.

"Bang!" "Bang ......"

Fists, elbows, feet and knees hit the stakes regularly, the movements were very slow at first, and the strength was also very average, Yang Fei wanted to be slow, only in slowness, can he truly embody the essence of martial arts, and it is easier for him to perceive all the subtleties of the body.

In the process of this slow blow, Yang Fei quickly discovered his own shortcomings, if he didn't use spiritual power, it was okay to have a slow fist, as soon as the fist speed was fast, his fist would be easily drenched in blood, and the bones would be easier to break.

In this case, Yang Fei had to insist on not using spiritual power, not only was his physical body fragile, but even his body dodge had a great defect, which made Yang Fei very annoyed.

If he doesn't use any spiritual power, he still fights smoothly, then it is really good for him to lay a good foundation for himself, and once he uses spiritual power when he fights, he will be much easier, and he will be a little more sure.

Repeatedly hitting the stake man for hundreds of rounds, at this time Yang Fei was already sweating profusely, his clothes were all soaked, his fists were also blurred with flesh and blood, and his knees were spilling a little blood, but Yang Fei didn't care about these, on the contrary, he thought that only in this way could he show the firmness of his martial arts heart.

Tidying up his clothes a little, Yang Fei exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, the sunset gradually sank in the west, and the sky faintly became a thin straight line.

The cold wind outside made Yang Fei's clothes hunt, and the hair on his temples also followed the wind, and a pair of firm jet-black eyes stared intently at the stake man in front of him.

"I'm still too weak, the outside world is so big, I still have to rely on my own strength to have a sky of my own. Yang Fei sighed secretly in his heart.

Whether it is on the earth or in this world where martial arts are respected, as long as the fists are hard enough and the strength is strong enough, then you can be a dignified person, instead of being troubled by some indiscriminate people all day long.

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