readx;? Zhu Xi thought for a while, and then asked cautiously: "Dean, then should we provide the first- and second-order demon pills for Zhao Jingfeng for free to cultivate, and take advantage of the current situation to have a good relationship with him." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Hearing this, the dean pondered slightly, then shook his head, and said: "This is not possible, although absorbing the aura in the demon pill can make his strength increase rapidly, but the disadvantages are not without it, now Zhao Jingfeng is young, and now he can't be obsessed with relying on the demon pill to cultivate." ”

"Otherwise, when he advances to the high stage in the future, he will definitely hinder his final achievement because of the unstable foundation, and now at his age, he should hone a little more to lay the foundation for advancing to a higher realm in the future. ”

"Yes, Dean, Zhu Xi knows how to do it. Zhu Xi did not dare to disobey the dean's words in the slightest, and the dean's words were also very reasonable.

"Dean, what are you going to do with Wei Meng. Zhu Xi then asked.

"Tomorrow morning, you can bring Wei Meng to me, and if he wants to, I will take him as an apprentice. The dean thought for a moment before speaking.

"Yes, Dean!"

After Zhao Xiongying left, Zhao Jingfeng sat on the bed and lowered his head and pondered for a while, in order to digest some of the news he had just gotten, and then sat cross-legged on the bed again, holding the third-order demon pill in his hand, and began to try to absorb the aura in the demon pill and cultivate.

The aura in the demon pill is the essence of every desolate demon, not only very pure, but also very powerful, when Zhao Jingfeng began to absorb the aura in the demon pill according to the way Zhao Xiongying said, he immediately felt a very pure and powerful aura emanating from the demon pill, and slowly flowed into his body along his arm.

Zhao Jingfeng controlled this aura that flowed out of the demon pill in his body and continued to run according to a week, constantly refining it into his own aura, and when the aura was completely converted into the spiritual power he needed, he finally controlled this aura to slowly entrench in the dantian.

Using the Demon Pill to cultivate, the speed is indeed several times that of the usual cultivation, because according to the usual cultivation method to cultivate, the first step is to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and then slowly refine, and finally become your own aura, but of course, the speed of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth is not as fast as directly absorbing the aura in the demon pill, and it is far from being comparable to the aura in the demon pill in terms of purity, after all, the aura in the demon pill is the essence of a desolate demon, so directly absorbing the aura in the demon pill to cultivate, the speed is several times or even more than ten times that of ordinary cultivation, so in the martial arts continent, the demon pill is very precious, even if it is a first-order demon pill。

The colorful glow slowly appeared from the first line of heaven and earth, and the fiery red sun finally climbed up to the sky with great difficulty, emitting this warm and soft sunlight, the golden sunlight exuded a thousand zhang of light, and the light shone on the earth, as if dyeing the whole ground with a golden carpet.

At the same time, Zhao Jingfeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, also slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of joy in his eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, after last night's cultivation, Zhao Jingfeng's harvest was very huge, it was enough to compare with the usual cultivation time of several days, by absorbing the aura in the demon pill, Zhao Jingfeng's cultivation speed was actually ten times that of usual, and now he had clearly felt that the spiritual power in his body had grown a lot, according to his estimate, he was now not far from the ninth layer of spiritual power, according to this speed, at most another week, he would be able to successfully reach the ninth layer of spiritual power。

Of course, this is just Zhao Jingfeng's estimate, and the specific situation will only be known through testing.

If Zhao Jingfeng's absorption of the aura in the demon pill is ten times that of his usual cultivation is known by others, he will definitely feel horrified, although the demon pill can greatly increase the cultivation speed, but it is far from reaching the terrifying speed of ten times, under normal circumstances, ordinary people use the demon pill to cultivate is only two or three times faster than usual, even if some people are strong, the increase in cultivation speed is only six or seven times, and Zhao Jingfeng's strength has not even reached the martial arts, and the speed of absorbing the demon pill cultivation has reached ten times that of the terrifying, this is definitely a very terrifying speed。

looked at the demon pill in his hand, although the color of the demon pill had not changed in the slightest, Zhao Jingfeng clearly felt that the demon pill that he had been holding in his hand had become smaller.

After leaving the dormitory, Zhao Jingfeng came directly to the dining room, the breakfast in the dining room this morning was richer than usual, in addition to a cup of desolate demon milk, there were also some desolate demon meat, desolate demon meat Zhao Jingfeng ate a lot in Zhao's mansion, the taste was very delicious, comparable to some of the things he ate in his previous life when he created Tianzong.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed, although these three days are not long, but they have made Zhao Jingfeng familiar with the living environment in the academy, in these three days, Zhao Jingfeng has not gone to the academy for the next two days, and he is either practicing in the room all day, or soaking in the scripture pavilion of the academy.

Because the lessons taught by those masters in the school are nothing more than to teach everyone how to be a person, what to do when encountering some dangerous things, as well as some experience in survivability in the wild and some fighting techniques, these things are useless for Zhao Jingfeng, he was a master in his previous life, with his experience, he can go to teach those masters.

As for those combat experiences and the ability to survive in the wild, in Zhao Jingfeng's opinion, he could completely teach the masters in those academies, because the knowledge of those masters about combat was very superficial, far inferior to his own.

Early the next morning, Zhao Jingfeng put on the Confucian clothes of the academy, went to the dining room and had breakfast, and walked straight to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the academy is not strict with the students, the daily course is completely you want to go, if you don't want to go, don't go, after all, some of the children born in aristocratic families and wealthy families in the academy have been educated by the deceased family since childhood, and the knowledge they know is not necessarily worse than that of some of the masters of the academy, but they lack experience, so almost all the classes in the academy are prepared for those students from civilian backgrounds, and few aristocratic students go to the academy to take classes, and even if they do, they are almost all small nobles。

Coming to the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Zhao Jingfeng took a few books and then walked to a table in the reading area and sat down, looking at it with relish.

The scripture pavilion of Confucius and Mencius Academy is very large, and the collection of books in it is also very rich, involving almost all aspects of things, far richer than the library of Zhao's mansion, here, Zhao Jingfeng found a lot of ancient books of Taoism that are not in the Zhao's library, so that he has a better understanding of the situation of this world.

Now what Zhao Jingfeng is holding in his hand is basically about the ancient books of Taoism about the introduction of various desolate demons on the Martial Fighting Continent, there are many kinds of desolate demons on the Martial Dou Continent, whether they are running on the ground or flying in the sky, the number of varieties has reached thousands, and the book also mentions that there are many types of desolate demons on the Martial Arts Continent that are not in the book, those who either live in the depths of the Desolate Demon Mountains or are far away in the endless sea, and these places are difficult for even some powerful and powerful people to set foot in.

Just when Zhao Jingfeng was immersed in reading, at the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, a girl about sixteen or seventeen years old suddenly came, the girl was very beautiful, wearing the Confucian clothes issued by the academy, and her long and smooth hair was tied into dozens of tiny ponytails and fell on her back, which made her already very beautiful face even more gorgeous, but there was always a hint of arrogance in the girl's expression, and she knew that she was born in a noble family at a glance.

This girl is Zheng Roushui of the Zheng family.

Zheng Roushui entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and walked straight towards the bookshelf inside, but her eyes casually glanced at the students sitting in the reading area reading books, but just when her eyes just swept over the back of Zhao Jingfeng, who was sitting on a table reading a book and wearing Confucian clothes, her forward steps suddenly stopped and stopped.

Zheng Roushui stared at Zhao Jingfeng's back tightly, the light in her eyes flickered, when she remembered again in her mind that a few days ago Zhao Jingfeng grabbed one of her legs and threw her directly from the ring without an image, her eyes suddenly showed an angry look, this is simply an unforgettable shame for her, and her white and tender little face was red because of excessive anger, and then snorted softly, no longer in the mood to read a book, and left the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion directly, gritting her teeth and muttering in a low voice:" Zhao Jingfeng, hum, this time I must make you look good!"

Now Zhao Jingfeng's mind has been completely attracted by the content of the book, and he is very engaged in reading it, and he didn't notice Zheng Roushui's arrival at all, and no one in the scripture pavilion of this academy dared to make trouble, so Zhao Jingfeng was not defenseless against the surrounding environment.

After Zheng Roushui left the Scripture Pavilion, he went straight to his second brother Zheng Cong, who was practicing alone in the woods behind the dormitory.

Seeing Zheng Roushui's arrival, Zheng Cong stopped what he was doing and said with a smile: "Third sister, didn't you say you were going to the Scripture Pavilion, why did you come to me." In Zheng Cong's heart, he still loves this third sister who is not much younger than him in age.

Zheng Roushui came to Zheng Cong, calmed his face, and said with a suffocated mouth: "Second brother, didn't you say that you would help me teach that person named Zhao Jingfeng a lesson?"

As soon as he heard Zhao Jingfeng's name, the smile on Zheng Cong's face gradually disappeared, and his face slowly became gloomy, in his heart, he was still haunted by the freshman martial arts competition a few days ago, with the strength of his nine-layer spiritual power, he actually lost to an eight-layer spiritual power Zhao Jingfeng, and the defeat was so ugly, especially Zhao Jingfeng's kick in his ass, so that Zheng Cong couldn't forget it, that kick was definitely a great shame for him.

Zheng Roushui looked angry, and said indignantly: "Second brother, then Zhao Jingfeng is in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion now, should we teach him a lesson." ”

"Yes, of course, this time I want to defeat him with dignity, third sister, let's go." With that, Zheng Cong walked towards the location of the Scripture Pavilion first. In his heart, he refused to admit that Zhao Jingfeng could defeat him, in his opinion, it was completely his own negligence in the ring last time, and he lost to Zhao Jingfeng due to the restrictions of the terrain in the ring, which made Zheng Cong, who has always been arrogant, very unconvinced.

Zheng Roushui showed a happy look on her face and said, "This time, the second brother must teach the kid named Zhao Jingfeng a good lesson." With that, Zheng Roushui also followed closely behind Zheng Cong and walked towards the Scripture Pavilion. Although the strength of both of them is at the level of ninth-layer spiritual power, Zheng Roushui knows very well in her heart that she is definitely not the opponent of the second brother Zheng Cong, if the second brother can't beat Zhao Jingfeng, then he must not be Zhao Jingfeng's opponent.

In the Scripture Pavilion, Zhao Jingfeng was still looking at the Taoist books and ancient books in his hand with relish.

"Hello, may I sit here?" At this moment, a crisp voice came from Zhao Jingfeng's ears, although Zhao Jingfeng was very engaged in reading the book, his spiritual sense was very powerful, and he woke up from the book the moment he heard the voice.

Hearing the sound, Zhao Jingfeng subconsciously looked up, only to see a girl about seventeen or eighteen years old standing timidly opposite him, the girl was wearing a Confucian dress, a long black hair draped casually on her shoulders, exuding a black light, a pair of bright big eyes were looking at Zhao Jingfeng curiously, there was a shallow smile on the refined face, the girl was very beautiful, the skin on her face was white and tender, like a newborn baby, in addition to the light red cherry mouth, there was simply an urge to kiss Fangze, although only seventeen or eighteen years old, but the delicate figure was still perfectly outlined by the slightly small Confucian clothes, and in the girl's arms, she was holding a thick Taoist ancient book.

Zhao Jingfeng looked at the girl casually, then turned his head to look around, and then found that in this reading area, the few dozen or so tables were already full of people, and there was no empty table.

Glancing at the very beautiful girl in front of him with a flat gaze, Zhao Jingfeng said lightly: "Just sit down!" Then, Zhao Jingfeng's gaze fell on the ancient book of Taoism in his hand again, and he didn't look at the girl in front of him again, although the girl in front of him was very beautiful.

The girl's eyes looked curiously at Zhao Jingfeng, who was only immersed in reading, a strange brilliance flashed in her eyes, and then she sat down slowly, and said softly: "Thank you!" The girl's tone was soft, full of agility, and her voice was very pleasant, which made people feel comfortable in their hearts.

Zhao Jingfeng didn't seem to hear this voice, and still looked at the Taoist books and ancient books in his hands with relish, as if he only had this book in his eyes.