Without too many scruples, An Cheng and Bao'er both sat cross-legged on the bed, one of them took one head, and began to cultivate.

They had been living in a cave for the first half of the year, and although it was not a bed, it was not much different.

And An Cheng didn't think about it so much at all, Bao'er was only twelve years old, and she was still a child, how could she have so many scruples.

Now that there are more spirit stones, and there will be more spirit stones in the account, An Cheng also decided to be extravagant.

He took out a spirit crystal at the beginning, and prepared to use up the spirit crystal first before using the high-grade spirit stone.

Previously, he got five spirit crystals from Xia Qianqiu, An Cheng gave one to Bao'er, and he still had four left.

Four spirit crystals were equivalent to 400,000 lower grade spirit stones, enough for him to cultivate for a long time.

An Cheng already had two hundred and ninety-seven cyclones in his body, and now for every cyclone he condensed, the number of lower-grade spirit stones he needed had reached three or four thousand.

But in the same way, nearly three hundred cyclones rotated together to absorb and refine, and the consumption rate of spirit stones was also very amazing.

It didn't take long for Ancheng to successfully condense a new cyclone.

After so many times, he has become familiar with the matter of condensing cyclones.

Continuously absorbing the aura in the spirit crystal, condensing the cyclone after refining, and after a day, the cyclone in An Cheng's body reached a full three hundred.

His combat power has also become 1010695!

Early the next morning, when he was still indulging in cultivation in his room, he suddenly heard a heavy footstep outside the door.

"Someone's coming?"

Stopping his cultivation, he took the spirit crystal back into his storage ring, and as soon as he opened his eyes, the door of the room flew towards him with a bang.

"Look for death!"

The coldness in his eyes flashed, An Cheng sat cross-legged on the bed and didn't bother to move, and a spiritual power surged out of his body.

"Bang!"

A dull sound sounded, and the wooden door was instantly shattered by spiritual power, and the scorching fire attribute spiritual power directly ignited the sawdust, and then An Cheng's right hand waved forward slightly.

"Whew-"

Under his slight fanning, a strong wind was formed, and the roar was wrapped in those burning wood chips, instantly forming a flame, and slamming into the door.

But as soon as the flame flew past, a golden light erupted, and a folding fan passed through it.

Then sharp golden spiritual power poured out from the folding fan, instantly cutting and crushing the flame, and then dissipating into the air.

If it weren't for the scorching breath in the room, I wouldn't have seen such a big movement just now.

And after the flames dissipated, the two people standing in the doorway were also revealed.

Holding a folding fan is a middle-aged man, dressed in a white Confucian shirt and wearing a golden hair crown, looking calm and calm, with a temperament as warm as jade.

And behind him was the young man named Ma Jiajue yesterday.

"Check the combat power!"

As An Cheng let out a low cry in his heart, he saw five bright numbers above the middle-aged man's head.

88041！

More than 80,000 is close to 90,000 combat power, this is the cultivation of the eightfold spirit realm, and in the small place of Tianyuan City, it is already quite a powerhouse.

However, that is also compared to the previous Tianyuan City, and now that the Spirit Realm martial artist is in Tianyuan City, it is very awesome on the surface.

In fact, the one who really dominates this place is the powerhouse of the Tenglong Secret Realm who has never shown his face.

As far as An Cheng currently knows, there are at least two Tenglong Secret Realm martial artists in Tianyuan City, and as soon as they make a move, what Spirit Realm martial artists are not standing aside.

But for the vast majority of them, the Spirit Realm martial artists are high and powerful, not to mention the Spirit Realm Eightfold.

There was such a movement in the room, and Bao'er also woke up from her cultivation.

Seeing the situation in front of her, she couldn't help but blush slightly, because she was still in bed!

So she hurriedly got up and hid behind An Cheng, she grabbed An Cheng's clothes and carefully hid her body.

Seeing this scene, the corners of the middle-aged man's mouth were slightly hooked, a little banter flashed in his eyes, and he opened the folding fan and fanned himself.

"Prostitution during the day, without moderation, and you can do it with such a young girl, it's really better than a beast!"

Hearing her words, Bao'er, who was already shy, suddenly turned extremely red, and An Cheng could feel the rising heat in her.

Originally, he didn't do anything, it was just a simple cultivation, but Bao'er was showing this now, making him feel as if he had really done something.

An Cheng didn't care, and slowly got out of bed and put on his shoes.

And Bao'er also followed him out of bed, quickly put on his shoes and hid behind him, not daring to see anyone.

Shaking his head helplessly, An Cheng immediately looked at the two people standing at the door.

"You mother-in-law is sick, right? Why did you kick the door suddenly? Don't you know that trespassing on a private house is a crime? Believe it or not, I will sue you for violating your privacy in minutes, and let the people of the City Lord's Mansion arrest you and lock you up for decades, and you will be fined 10,000 spirit stones!"

“......”

After hearing An Cheng's words, both of them looked confused.

What is a trespass, what is a violation of privacy?

What the hell is it that has been arrested and imprisoned for decades and fined 10,000 spirit stones? When did the empire have such a law?

But even if there is such a law, it will not control them at all.

So soon the middle-aged man's face turned pale, and he retracted his folding fan with a snap, glared angrily at An Cheng, and shouted:

"Don't talk nonsense there, you beat my son Jiajue yesterday?"

Hearing his words, before An Cheng could answer, Ma Jiajue hurriedly stepped forward and said with an aggrieved face:

"Dad, it's him, it's him, he beat me yesterday, not only abolished Dongmei's cultivation, but also robbed me of my spirit stone and pills, you must get justice for me......"

"Shut up, you don't listen to you when you usually ask you to cultivate well, but now that you've been beaten, you're embarrassed to say, give me a retreat!"

Without waiting for Ma Jiajue to finish speaking, Ma Chengfeng let out a low cry and glared at him coldly.

Seeing this, Ma Jiajue shrank her neck, didn't say more, and stepped back silently.

But as he retreated, he raised his head, glanced at An Cheng with resentment, and smiled coldly.

Because in his opinion, An Cheng was about to be killed by his father Ma Chengfeng.

An Cheng doesn't have a good temper, he cultivates well, and suddenly someone came to kick the door and troubled him, anyone would be unhappy, so he immediately glared back.

"Look at your paralysis, what are you looking at?"

"You ......"

Ma Jiajue's face was furious, but he quickly stopped and turned his head to look at Ma Chengfeng next to him.

Ma Chengfeng's face also became ugly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at An Cheng fixedly.

"Good boy, you are so arrogant and rude, didn't your parents teach you?

Hearing Ma Chengfeng's words, An Cheng's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he looked at him fixedly.

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