Chapter 3: Teach the Wicked Servants

After a refreshing wash, Leng Feng, who was refreshed, hummed a little song and lay back on the bed. "The first step of the Vitality Injection Body has been completed, and the next step is to impact the acupuncture points to refine the soul!" Leng Feng, who was eager to become stronger and unwilling to be mediocre, hurriedly meditated and settled, and with the intricate handprints being cast, the free Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the air quickly condensed, and was continuously absorbed by Leng Feng. The vitality in the body is circulating rapidly, and at the same time, the dense acupuncture points in the head are sensed in the mind.

"Damn, how can there be so many. Leng Feng, who was taken aback by the terrifying number of acupuncture points, secretly complained bitterly. Calming down, he gritted his teeth and controlled the huge amount of energy to impact the acupuncture points on his head.

The surging energy instantly stretched a meridian in the head, and a terrible tearing sound sounded in his mind, only to see the entire meridian burst. Immediately, a pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow swept through the body.

Leng Feng's body trembled violently, and the expression on his face was hideous and terrifying. There was not the slightest sound coming out of his wide open mouth. The sweat that came out of the body instantly wet the clothes. The broken meridians of the head, nourished by the huge vitality, were constantly repaired, and then they were shattered by the impact again. The meridians that have been quickly repaired have become tough and strong again and again. It's just that the process was so painful that it almost caused Leng Feng to collapse completely.

With a bang, a man dressed as a handyman pushed open the door rudely, a trace of disdain appeared on his dark and thin face, he glared at Leng Feng who was in the middle of the meditation, and scolded angrily: "You damn waste, are you still waiting for Lao Tzu to feed you with his own hands? Seeing that Leng Feng still ignored him, he still maintained a strange sitting posture. Angrily, he put the food on the table and muttered to leave quickly. I really don't know what kind of blood mold I have reached, and I actually have to serve a waste. Leng Feng, who was just immersed in cultivation, didn't notice this little episode.

I don't know how long it took for this meridian to finally be able to withstand the impact of energy. The surging vitality roared by, slamming into the nearest acupuncture point.

There was a loud bang in his mind, and the surging vitality seemed to hit the copper wall, and the acupuncture points were as stable as a rock and did not move. The sharp pain caused by the collision made Leng Feng snort, and his face instantly turned pale.

Although he was mentally prepared, he didn't expect that cultivating the Ancient Body Quenching Technique would be so painful. Leng Feng, who was resolute by nature and refused to admit defeat, was completely ruthless. The power of the soul controlled the vitality, and it crashed into the acupuncture points again and again. In a series of muffled snorts, there was a soft pop, and then the vitality passed through the acupuncture points without hindrance. The rich heaven and earth vitality quickly moistened the acupuncture points that rushed away, and a refreshing feeling swept through the whole body. Before he could enjoy this feeling, the vitality once again shattered the meridian pulse behind him. The monstrous pain struck again.

As the vitality in his body was exhausted, Leng Feng, who was sweating like rain, stopped cultivating. The tired pupils slowly opened, and I felt that the world had become much clearer. In the early morning sun, the particles of dust were clearly discernible, and the sound of distant crowds of people talking could be heard in my ears. After a whole night of desperate cultivation, only five acupuncture points were opened, and the senses were greatly improved. Wholeheartedly feeling the amazing changes brought about by the cultivation of the Ancient Body Quenching Technique, a smile appeared on his tired face.

Smelling the smell of sweat coming from his body, Leng Feng hurriedly got out of bed and brought cold water to wash up, and changed into clean clothes, but he also looked energetic. Carefully looking at the young face that had become radiant in the bronze mirror, he secretly made up his mind: "Since the blocked meridians have returned to normal, then as long as you practice the Ancient Body Quenching Technique with your heart, you can kill Lin Peng, your father's enemy, and the people who once bullied you." In the end, they will all be trampled under their feet. "Feel the vitality injected into the body, and increase the power several times. The rather handsome face was full of determination.

There was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and after a while, the door was unceremoniously pushed open, and a young man dressed as a handyman strode in with his meal. When he saw the untouched food on the table, he was furious and scolded: "Damn waste, why don't you eat the dinner, and you still want to make Lao Tzu take it away, do you really want to beg for a beating?"

Leng Feng looked at the person in front of him, and the tragic memory of his bullying came to his mind. His eyes shot out of bitter hatred, and he said coldly: "What a big dog, do you know who this is talking to?"

The handyman was stunned for a moment, and looked at Leng Feng, who looked extremely energetic in clean clothes, and always felt that something was different, and a strange feeling arose. After a long time, he woke up in surprise and said: "Hey, you demon martial arts waste, you dare to scold Lao Tzu, you are really impatient." As he spoke, he put the food on the table heavily, rolled up his sleeves and pounced on it violently.

Leng Feng's fists clenched and made a light sound like firecrackers, feeling the strength in his body that had been strengthened nearly several times by the vitality injected into his body. Completely fearless, he quickly met it, and easily dodged the punch of the miscellaneous servant with all his strength. Flew up with a kick and kicked hard at the big man's abdomen. As the other party screamed and bent down, his elbow struck the handyman's neck hard. Peng made a loud noise, and the handyman screamed in pain and fell heavily to the ground.

Leng Feng used all his strength to kick the handyman who fell to the ground, and in his terrible scream, he said coldly: "Cao Nima, a humble subordinate, dares to be rude to me. I let you bully me before, and today Lao Tzu beat you to death, a wicked servant. ”

The miscellaneous servants who were constantly struggling and rolling on the ground let out a scream that was not like a human voice. In any case, I couldn't have imagined that the waste cold front, which would be out of breath when walking two steps on weekdays, would be so violent. The strength that is embarrassing, every time I kick on myself, I seem to be able to hear the overwhelmed ** sound from the bones.

"Young Master Leng, Young Master Leng. Stop fighting, I won't dare anymore. Please spare me!" The embarrassed handyman was covered in blood. Curled up on the ground, begging and pleading.

"Do you know now that I'm a young master? Now you know that it's not good to be beaten, right? It's too late. As soon as I thought of the previous arrogance of this guy, Leng Feng, who was not angry, completely vented his anger at being beaten by the group yesterday on the miscellaneous servants who begged for mercy. Thinking of where he had been so bullied in his previous life, he couldn't help but get heavier and heavier.

After a while, the screams of the miscellaneous servants begging for mercy became weaker and weaker, and they hummed weakly. Seeing that he was about to be beaten to death by Leng Feng.

Looking at the handyman with a faint breath on the ground, he only felt a wave of pleasure hit his whole body. Those who have bullied me, I will trample you under my feet one by one. In this way, he is worthy of the cold front of the same name from the other world who was devoured by his own soul and occupied by his own body. Just as he was about to kick out with all his strength and completely end the life of this evil servant, a loud roar came from afar, "Feng'er, stop it......"

A tall old man walked into the room with a look of shock on his majestic face. His eyes were full of kindness, and he looked at Leng Feng with an angry face in amazement.

"Uncle. Leng Feng's memories of the past came to his mind, no one in the Leng family looked down on Leng Feng as a demon martial arts waster, only the uncle came to visit occasionally. It's still good for it. It's just good.

"Feng'er, what the hell is going on?" Uncle Leng Aoyang's shocked face was full of anger, and his face was frosty.

Leng Feng nodded, kicked the miscellaneous servant in the abdomen, and said disdainfully in his scream: "This dog thing actually dares to commit a crime, I just punished it slightly." ”

"Master, the slave just kindly told the young master to get up and eat, but he was beaten without thinking. Lend me a hundred guts, and don't dare to offend the young master! You have to be the master of the minions!" the screaming handyman on the ground crawled to his knees and cried with tears in his eyes.

Leng Aoyang was stunned, looked at Leng Feng who had bitter hatred in his eyes, and sighed with a bitter face: "If your parents are alive, you won't be angry." I only hate my low strength and can't avenge my second brother. As a demon martial arts waster, you can't cultivate by nature, and you've suffered all these years. ”

Leng Aoyang thought for a moment, and muttered as if he had made up his mind: "After participating in the family competition today, you will go to Dayang Village to learn to do business! He casually placed ten gold coins on the table and strode out.

The handyman on the ground glared at Leng Feng fiercely, and his bloodstained face revealed the villain's proud face. Limped out.

Leng Feng's heart was shocked, the Dayang Village in his memory was an extremely remote place. Looking at the golden coins on the table, he roared angrily: "If you didn't have a father back then, would you people have been able to live so well? Now I have to drive myself away. It's okay for such a family to leave. Slowly put the gold coins into his bag and packed his luggage in a huff.

Thinking of the magical Ancient Quenching Technique and Dou Qi Pill in the ring that can be stored, I am full of confidence in my future.

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