"Actually, it's really simple, you just need to practice this set of exercises every day, and then strive to feel the feeling of the next realm within three days, and the advancement is a matter of course!" Feng Feiyu seemed to be saying a very small thing.

"Listening to you say this, how do you feel that it is so easy to advance?" Feng Huayuan listened, only feeling that he couldn't suppress the surging excitement in his heart, if it wasn't for the cultivation being strong enough, I am afraid that he would have begun to jump up at this moment.

"Of course it's simple, as long as you have enough Ding Qi liquid, I can let you reach the mid-level position of the Ding Emperor Stage within half a year!" Feng Feiyu said, smiling maliciously at the old guy.

"Grandpa, it seems that our family, the strongest exercise, is the one you cultivate?" he said, his eyes full of anticipation, as if he was paying attention to the exercises.

"Yes, it's exactly the trick I used before, how about it?, have you been so frightened by my momentum that you kneel?" Feng Huayuan said, frowning, a rare stretch, and the whole person seemed to be dozens of years younger in an instant.

"No, I actually think it's fun!" Feng Feiyu said, looked at the old guy's somewhat twitching face, and immediately changed his words: "It's not enough, I still think it's very powerful!"

"Hehe, of course, this set of exercises of our Feng family, only the head of the Feng family can practice, and others don't even have the qualifications to take a look!" Feng Huayuan's old face was red again, and it seemed that when he talked about the exercises, he was overjoyed.

"It's not like that, a set of ground-level primary exercises is just a fragment, and only a strong person like the head of the family can make up for the shortcomings!" Feng Feiyu frowned, looked at the old guy who was about to get angry opposite, and stuck out his tongue.

"Boy, do you know something?" Feng Huayuan's eyes, the original suspicion, no longer half a point, bent on getting something from this little thing that can't see through the identity.

"Huh?" Feng Feiyu's eyes narrowed, as if he was very puzzled, he looked up at the old guy and said, "What are you talking about, am I something?"

"Boy, you are now a member of my Feng family, so what? The stronger the Feng family, the more beneficial it will be to you, do you think about the benefits of this, or do you not know anything?" Feng Huayuan said, looking at the indifferent little ghost, and finally recognized it.

"Don't worry, as long as you do what I say, the reward will definitely be much more than what you pay now, you have to believe my words!" Feng Feiyu said, patting his chest.

"Really?" Feng Huayuan smiled noncommittally, looked at the bamboo slip in his hand, and finally made up his mind, and said again: "Okay, then I'll gamble on the future of the Feng family!"

"However, if you kid dare to play tricks on me, don't blame me for not being a grandson!" Feng Huayuan touched his chin and waved his hand, Feng Feiyu had already been sent out of the room.

"Hehe!" Feng Huayuan rubbed his hands, looked at the bamboo slip in his hand, and thought of what Feng Feiyu said before, and his heartbeat unconsciously accelerated.

"Ding Huang Period, such a distant goal!" Feng Huayuan raised his head and sighed lightly, his eyes full of sorrow. Then he immediately said with confidence: "However, there is nothing that I can't do if I seal Huayuan!"

But when he saw Feng Huayuan grabbing it with both hands, he grabbed a transmission note from nowhere, and saw his lips move, as if he was explaining something very important.

"All markets, auction houses, auctions, individuals, anyone who has a sixth-order or higher Ding Qi liquid, or those who can provide a more accurate origin of high-level Ding Qi liquid, my Feng family can buy materials or news at a high price beyond the market!"

For a while, all the markets, auction houses, auctions, and even some scattered cultivators who had not seen the end of the dragon all day long also knew the news, and in Crescent City, a trend of reselling Ding Qi liquid at a high price was set off.

"What are the Dongcheng Feng family doing? Buying the Sixth-Order Cherished Ding Qi Liquid at a high price, how can we who live on the Ding Qi Liquid live? No matter what, send the news back first, and take advantage of this opportunity to blackmail them fiercely!"

A man said, holding a bottle of Sixth-Order Ding Qi Liquid in his hand, and walked straight in the direction where he was. He wanted to send the news home as soon as possible, and it was not common to buy Dingqi liquid at such a high price.

"Feng Huayuan, this old thing, what the hell is he doing, hehe, thanks to Lao Tzu's usual frugality, he has saved a lot of Ding Qi liquid, this time I have to make good use of it!"

An old man said, looked at the crowded market, smiled, and disappeared in the crowd.

"It seems that the Feng family has made a big move this time, no, I have to help do something!" A man in a dragon robe waved his hand and pulled a few random pulls on a piece of animal skin, looked at it with satisfaction, and handed it to the waiter who had been waiting beside him for a long time.

Soon after, another bombshell news came out.

"All the monks who have a Ding Qi liquid above the sixth order in their hands, please pay tribute to the royal family as soon as possible, the four major rewards of the royal family, and wait for those who are fast to be crowned!"

"The Marquis of Crescent City, there are still four seats, I don't know if I can catch up?" One person frowned slightly and said: "What's the matter, whether he is dead or alive, it's a big deal, he will return to his hometown with the marquis in hand!"

"It's been a long time, the price of the sixth-order Ding Qi liquid has exceeded three times that of normal days, fortunately, Lao Zitun has a lot!" A man held his forehead with his hand, looked at the big account book in front of him, and his mouth was about to laugh.

"I finally know what it means to be a prostitute who is not pressing, and money is not pressing!haha~haha~!"

In the past, there were high-end Dingqi liquids that were not available in the market, but now, there are as many as one or two Dingqi liquids, but the price is also high, which makes people call their mothers!

"Three hundred and sixty bottles of sixth-order Ding Qi liquid, fifty-three bottles of seventh-order Ding Qi liquid, and one bottle of eighth-order Ding Qi liquid, this bottle is actually a bottle of eighth-order Ding Qi liquid?" Feng Huayuan's hands trembled, holding a bottle of precious eighth-order Ding Qi liquid, and he almost wiped away tears.

"Little guy, how do you think this is distributed?" Feng Huayuan smiled from ear to ear, as if he had forgotten the danger that was close at hand. It seems that I only remember these Dingqi liquids that came from without "effort".

"One hundred bottles of sixth-order, forty bottles of seventh-order, and that eighth-order bottle, you can waste them, as for the rest, I will keep it for you!" Feng Feiyu said, already reaching out to pull those bottles and cans.

"Bang!" A pair of big hands quickly flicked away Feng Feiyu's small hands. Feng Huayuan's eyes were about to erupt into flames.

"What did you say?" his eyes were bloodshot, and he almost burst out again. I have to admit that in front of this little guy, normal people will have a hard time withstanding it.