Ji Feng finally succeeded in cultivating to a first-grade demon chick, which can be regarded as reaching the minimum threshold of a monk, but the joy and emotion in his heart are difficult to describe in words. Of course, because the soul is a demon soul, and the cultivation method is the method of demon cultivation, so strictly speaking, he belongs to demon cultivation.

At this time, there was still about one-third of the medicinal power left in the medicinal liquid, Ji Feng naturally would not waste it, did not stop, and continued to cultivate, he used to be a six-rank demon king, because the demon soul was reborn, so the realm was still there, and now the difference is only cultivation. Theoretically, as long as he has enough aura, he will be able to recover his cultivation in a short period of time, but this premise is that the strength of his physical body meridians and dantian can accommodate his cultivation.

Sure enough, when Ji Feng's cultivation soared all the way to the middle stage of the first-grade demon hatchling, there was finally a problem - as a sharp pain came, Ji Feng's face changed, with the strength of this body, he could only cultivate to this extent, and if he continued to cultivate, the meridians and even the flesh would be broken by the true yuan, and his body would die.

Although he was unwilling, Ji Feng had to stop cultivating. But the rest of the medicinal power was wasted like this, but Ji Feng didn't allow it, after all, this world was no better than the Xuanhuang world, and every trace of spiritual energy was extremely precious to him.

Ji Feng thought about it for a while, and then thought of a way, he remembered the body refining technique that he had inadvertently obtained from a human body cultivator when he was in the Xuanhuang World, which mentioned using a medicinal liquid containing spiritual energy to quench the physical body.

Next, Ji Feng began to use the medicinal liquid to quench his flesh body, and did not stop until the medicinal liquid almost turned into clear water.

Promoted to a first-grade demon chick, Ji Feng can practice two spells, one is the wind blade technique, and the other is the wind resistance technique, these two spells Ji Feng would have been, and now he can be proficient in using them without practice at all.

Coo-goo-goo......

Ji Feng's stomach began to protest, and then he suddenly felt so hungry, he used his mobile phone to check the time, and he had been cultivating for nearly a day and a night.

After washing his body and changing his clothes, Ji Feng went out to eat, but as soon as he found the restaurant, he found that the money on his body was only enough to eat for three days, and he actually fell into an economic crisis. Ji Feng couldn't help but regret that he didn't let Dean Wang withdraw some of his salary in advance in the hospital. With the arrogance of being the six-rank demon king, he didn't bring it up at the time, but now he won't call Dean Wang again to ask for money.

"No, if you want to find a way to make money, make a lot of money, these elixirs are not cheap at all, a five-hundred-year-old golden membranaceus is worth five million. Ji Feng had already made up his mind in his heart, and secretly began to think of a way. It's just that neither he nor the memory of this body is good at doing business to make money, and he needs to understand the world more deeply, so as to find the elixir and the place where the aura is more abundant and abundant. After thinking about it for a while, Ji Feng planned to go to the school library tomorrow to have a look, and the fastest way to understand this world was naturally through a lot of knowledge.

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Ji Feng ran to school the next day, although his physical body had undergone a certain amount of tempering last night, it was far from enough, which seriously affected the improvement of his cultivation, so he needed to exercise significantly, and he planned to run twenty kilometers every morning in the future. And it was about 20 kilometers from where he lived to Jeju University of Technology, where he studied.

In order not to attract the attention of others, Ji Feng can only run in the morning, which can be regarded as joining the ranks of morning jogging, but others are jogging, and he always runs with all his might.

Ji Feng got up at six o'clock, and when he ran to Jeju University of Technology, it was already about seven o'clock, sweating profusely, he asked for a full five steamed buns and two large bowls of soy milk in the school cafeteria, and sat in the corner and ate it as if no one was there. And this is because he is short of money, and he doesn't want to be too shocking, so he deliberately reduces the amount of food.

Although Ji Feng was sitting in the corner, he was still seen by some students who ate breakfast, which attracted surprised eyes and some pointing and pointing.

"Hey, isn't that Ji Feng from the Department of Chemistry? Didn't he say that he was beaten by Zhao Ruxue and couldn't stand the blow and ran away from school? Why did it appear again?" Two beautiful girls walked into the dining hall with schoolbags on their backs, and were looking for a seat, when they suddenly saw Ji Feng, and one of the girls couldn't help but say.

"Is he Ji Feng?" Another girl glanced at Ji Feng with some surprise, the girl who spoke first was a beauty, but she was three points more beautiful than that girl. Obviously, this woman had heard some things about Ji Feng, but she had never seen Ji Feng.

"Wang Luying, you just came back from abroad, although you were rated as the top ten school flowers of Jeju University of Technology by those boys on the school forum, but you don't know that this Ji Feng is alive is a joke, forget it, don't talk about it, a cowardly and unmotivated person like him is not worthy of our sympathy. The girl who spoke at the beginning looked at Ji Feng with disdain and said.

"Xu Fen, but I look at his expression, especially his eyes are really bright, and his eyes look like black gems, but they don't look like they are as bad as they are rumored. The girl named Wang Luying said with some doubts.

"Lu Ying, why can't I get through to your phone, I didn't expect to meet you here, I invited you to have morning tea, I checked, you don't have class this morning, don't refuse me." Xu Fen was about to refute Wang Luying's words, and a boy in his twenties came in at the door of the canteen, followed by two bodyguards in black suits five steps away, this boy was dressed in a custom-made brand-name suit, and he looked quite handsome, the most important thing is that this son is either rich or expensive at first glance, and he is the kind of man that most women like the most. And what he said about meeting Wang Luying was not a coincidence at all, but because Xu Fen next to the latter was his eyeliner and secretly sent him a text message.

"Zhang Shaozao!"

"Zhang Shao, you're here. ”

"I didn't expect to come here for breakfast as Zhang Shao. ”

"Zhang Shaoda is here, brother ......"

As soon as this young man known as Zhang Shao entered the canteen, it caused a sensation, many boys stood up and greeted each other with a flattering face, and even several teachers stood up to say hello, and many girls even looked at Zhang Shao with a nymphomaniac, or scratched their heads and gestured to attract Zhang Shao. But Zhang Shao didn't pay attention to these people at all, his eyes were always on Wang Luying, and everyone, including those teachers, didn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction.

"It's Zhang Xiaoming, his father is the leader of the city, and his mother is the boss of a listed company, she is handsome and handsome, and I heard that she has a very good personality. Lu Ying, you are still very charming, you have just come to our school for less than a month, and you have been liked by him. Xu Fen said with envy and even jealousy, wishing that she would become Wang Luying.