Waiting for Song Chengfeng to leave, Yang Ningfeng returned to his room, and after locking the door with his backhand, he jumped on the bed and sat down cross-legged.

As soon as he flipped his wrist, he had four spars in his hand, and as soon as his mind moved, he entered the blood tiger space.

The current blood tiger space is not the same as before, several small thatched huts have now become three palace-like buildings that are all three-storey high, and the original small courtyard has now become a large square, although Yang Ningfeng is now accustomed to seeing it, but every time he comes in, he sees that in the middle of a huge square, there is still just a table, a big wooden barrel, the blood tiger sword spirit is still hiding in the old way on the broken rocking chair, and the scene that is completely incompatible with the palace building, he has a little grotesque feeling, and at the same time a little speechless。

"Today's exercise configuration is Ancient Body Purple Soul Liquid. ”

As soon as Yang Ningfeng appeared, with a wave of the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit Hand, a large number of medicinal herbs appeared by the big wooden barrel, and at the same time, it was accompanied by dozens of small wooden basins of different sizes.

"What's the use?"

The same old look, Yang Ningfeng asked.

Since returning from the Emperor's World, after Yang Ningfeng's cultivation reached the sixth rank of the king, every time he entered the Blood Tiger Space, he no longer had to cultivate martial arts, nor did he have to kill demon beasts, most of them learned to configure medicinal liquids with the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit and learn medical skills from him.

"This is a potion used to refine the soul. I'm thinking, since you reached the sixth-rank king-rank cultivation, according to your cultivation speed, you should have broken through to the seventh-rank king-pin, but you haven't broken through for a long time, I don't know if it's because you have refined the wind demon's energy to improve, on the surface, it doesn't seem to have any effect on you, but in fact, there is, it is very likely that your physique and soul power can't keep up with your cultivation at all, so, from now on, you have to soak the ancient body purple soul liquid every day to see if you can help. ”

The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit didn't open his eyes for a moment, and as soon as he entered the Blood Tiger space, this guy was like a lazy and underbeaten uncle.

Yang Ningfeng didn't want to beat the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit, but he now seems to have a little scenery, a little strength, and a little prestige outside, but when he enters the Blood Tiger Space, his current strength is still far from being the opponent of the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit, just a few days ago, he had entered the Blood Tiger Space, and proposed to learn from the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit, wanting to take the opportunity to "take revenge", but as a result, he ended up being completely abused.

"Well, my cultivation has actually reached the peak of the sixth rank of the king now, but it's just very strange that I still don't feel any signs of breaking through, and I've been thinking about this question, maybe, it's really what my predecessors said. ”

Yang Ningfeng still felt a headache about this, but he didn't expect the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit to also remember it in his heart, so Yang Ningfeng glanced at the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit gratefully and said.

Of course, I just secretly glanced at him with gratitude, can I say thank you to him?

This old guy can't be thanked. As soon as he thanked him, his tail immediately cocked, and with that smug face, Yang Ningfeng was afraid that he would not be able to stand it and would beat him, and then he would end up being completely abused.

Picked up a wooden basin and began to fill it with water according to the amount of water that the Blood Draining Tiger Sword Spirit said. Don't worry about water here, you can't run out of water in a barrel.

Of course, Yang Ningfeng protested when he was learning to configure the medicinal liquid before, saying why didn't the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit let every wooden basin be filled with water early, and as a result, he was criticized by the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit.

"Well, is there such a lazy person as you? If you want to learn things but don't want to do anything, why don't you make a rocking chair yourself, and then lie down like a dead dog, and Lao Tzu will match you all? If so, can you still learn? Configure the liquid medicine, each time the amount of water is in accordance with, a little more and a little less The effect is very different, you don't own yourself to distribute water, you personally feel what height each time the amount of water is in the wooden basin, and what kind of scale will be in different sizes of containers, will you need Lao Tzu to do it for you when you dispense medicine outside in the future......?

No, that time, before he finished speaking, Yang Ningfeng had already consciously distributed water, and from then on, he never dared to ask the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit to help him fill the water he needed in every wooden basin.

With the increase in the number of flying exercises, now as long as the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit says how much water it needs, Yang Ningfeng basically has a ninety percent accuracy rate to be able to match the water well. Of course, if there was a mistake, the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit would immediately correct it. Here he is truly God, omniscient, and he knows everything that happens in this space without looking.

Now most of these medicinal materials are the medicines that Yang Ningfeng purchased in the Ten Thousand Medicine Hall during the day, and the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit has been simulated here. Obviously, the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit had long been thinking about Yang Ningfeng's cultivation that he couldn't break through now.

It took nearly four hours to prepare the ancient body purple soul liquid, and looking at the half of the purple-gold medicinal liquid that was successfully dispensed together, smelling a refreshing and pleasant fragrance of the faint medicine, Yang Ningfeng had a sense of accomplishment again.

Thump!

As soon as Yang Ningfeng's body shook, the clothes on his body were shattered, and at the moment when the clothes were shattered, he jumped into the big bucket.

As soon as he entered the barrel, Yang Ningfeng felt a slight tingling sensation, as if thousands of fine needles were piercing his skin, but this stinging sensation was not strong, but because the pain was too light, it felt like it was itching a lot.

And as time passed, the pain became weaker, and finally it became completely itchy, as if thousands of ants were crawling on his body.

"Why is it so itchy. ”

Yang Ningfeng began to be a little unbearable, this feeling was even more terrifying than the pain of being directly torn apart by the demon beast.

"Hold back! The longer you can stay in the barrel, the better your soul cultivation will be, and the better your body's physique will be. The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit said lightly, then turned sideways, and seemed to fall asleep immediately.

"Bear with me!"

Yang Ningfeng had tried all kinds of painful feelings of soaking in medicinal liquid before, but this time he knew that another great torture was coming.

The itching feeling became stronger and stronger, Yang Ningfeng clenched his fists tightly, and his nails seeped into the flesh, this was definitely a huge mental training, but he had been supporting it hard, using his previous experience in dealing with pain to support it, closing his eyes, and began to shift his attention to other places or other things, or directly to cultivate luck.

The attention was interrupted, and Yang Ningfeng forcefully moved his attention away, and just like that, repeating the cycle of being conquered by the itch and his ability to divert his attention and ignore the itch......

"Whew!"

When the water in the big wooden barrel turned into clear water, Yang Ningfeng's closed eyes finally opened, his face was already unusually pale, and a feeling of weak dizziness continued to seep out of his mind, and dealing with this itching feeling was no more bearable than the pain that hurt into the bone marrow when he soaked the medicinal liquid before.

didn't come out of the big bucket right away, Yang Ningfeng just sat cross-legged in the big bucket, the vitality energy in his body was running, recovering his physical strength, and he was also recovering the power of his soul, and when he felt recovered and refreshed, his body suddenly shook, and the big bucket exploded directly, and at the same time that the big bucket exploded, he was already dressed in the same body, exactly the same as the original clothes.

Here, the longer he has been with the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit, and the more he has come here, Yang Ningfeng occasionally has a feeling of a demigod here, like taking off his clothes and putting on clothes, he doesn't need to be like where reality is, he just needs to move his mind, he can do it, even if he wants to take something, it's almost the same, he knows that this is the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit that has given him some power here.

By the time Yang Ningfeng's figure flashed and left the position of the big bucket, the bucket had already recovered again.

"It feels like it's a little bit different. ”

After Yang Ningfeng stood firm, he pinched his arm with his hand, although it was not obvious, but it seemed to have a little more toughness, and then his arm shook, and there were indeed a few different feelings of power in his fist.

The time was almost there, and Yang Ningfeng knew that it must be dawn outside, because he had already been here for nearly seven hours, and now he still had two hours to stay here. There was no time to match the ancient body purple soul liquid again, so Yang Ningfeng thought about it, and with a movement of his heart, the Blood Tiger Sword appeared in his hand, and then began to slowly practice the swordsmanship......

When Yang Ningfeng came out of the Blood Tiger Space, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning.

The slightly closed eyes opened suddenly, and a dazzling light swept through its eyes, and then disappeared into nothingness.

"Gollum!"

Just as he was about to jump out of bed, suddenly, his stomach sounded, and he was hungry, so he touched his stomach, jumped off the bed, and walked out of the room after a quick wash.

"Sister Qingwan, why are you alone? What about the three guys?" As soon as he got out of the hall, Yang Ningfeng was a little surprised when he saw Yang Qingwan sitting cross-legged on a big chair in the hall alone, so he walked over, and when he approached, Yang Qingwan opened his eyes when he noticed it, and Yang Ningfeng said out loud.

But without Yang Qingwan answering, Yang Ningfeng knew why the three guys went, because there was already the sound of the three guys fighting outside.

"You should be hungry, I'll get you something to eat. Yang Qingwan got down from the big chair and said, and the person had already walked out quickly.

Soon, Yang Qingwan personally came in with something to eat.

Yang Ningfeng was not polite, he ate it in a big gulp, and asked casually while eating, "Sister Qingwan, how are you cultivating?"

"It's fine. Maybe it's because of taking the Nine Turns of the Earth Heart Ru, my cultivation speed is quite fast, but in terms of cultivating swordsmanship, I don't understand some things very well, I'm waiting for you to come out and ask you!" Yang Qingwan said.

"Okay, then you can practice it now and show me. Yang Ningfeng nodded.

"Good. ”

Yang Qingwan pulled out the sword and practiced in the empty space in this hall, practicing the Spirit Condensing Hundred Shadows Sword Technique.

In fact, she was already very skilled in this set of swordsmanship, judging from the moves alone, Yang Ningfeng felt that it was already impeccable, but he did feel that something was missing when he looked at it.

"Luck, there is a problem with the coordination of sword moves and her luck, she pays too much attention to the perfection of sword moves! In addition, because of her personality, her swordsmanship has no killing intent, but this can't be helped, you need to take your time. Before Yang Ningfeng could figure out what was missing, the voice of the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit had already sounded.

"Well, yes. ”

Yang Ningfeng's eyes lit up, so he pointed out without hesitation, and pointed out how Yang Qingwan cooperated with the sword move when she made a move, and also pointed out that her swordsmanship still had no killing intent, and told her to try her best to be an imaginary enemy in the future, even if she didn't want to kill again, but she also had to think that someone wanted to kill you, you had to protect yourself, and you had to kill the other party to survive.