Soon, Wan Feng discovered the source of the stench.

Not from anything else, but from himself.

He didn't know when, there was a lot of stuff like mud on his body.

Wan Feng hurriedly closed his mouth and nose, held his breath, and then quickly ran to the courtyard.

He took off his clothes, picked up the scoop, scooped water from the water tank in the courtyard, and rushed it on himself.

After continuous scrubbing, soon, the stains on Wan Feng's body were gone.

But the stench lingered.

There was no way, Wan Feng picked up the honey locusts that he took for laundry and rubbed them on himself.

It wasn't until the whole body was rubbed red that the stench was barely washed away.

"Whew~ I feel so relaxed, my whole body is comfortable."

Wan Feng only then had time to study the iron cloth shirt.

"That cheats book says that after the iron cloth shirt is practiced to the fullest, if you wear iron armor, you will be invulnerable, and your blood and true qi will increase."

"I am indeed now in a lot of qi and blood, and my true qi has reached the fourth level, and my strength is much greater."

"As for invulnerability......"

Wan Feng entered the room and took out his newly acquired Yanling knife.

"This Yanling knife is made of refined steel, not only tough, but also extremely sharp, I don't know if I can bear it."

Wan Feng came to the courtyard and slashed at the dry and hard wood with a knife, and immediately cut off the wood.

"It's sharp indeed."

You must know that air-dried wood like this is very laborious to cut horizontally.

And Wan Feng just relied on the sharpness of this Yanling knife itself to easily cut it off, which was enough to prove that this knife was very good.

Placing the Yanling knife on his left arm, Wan Feng gradually exerted his strength, and at the same time, he was also secretly lucky with the iron cloth shirt.

Suddenly, his left arm turned black and purple.

Soon, the flesh on Wan Feng's left arm was pressed down by the blade, and as Wan Feng exerted his strength, it became more and more obvious.

But soon, Wan Feng used all his strength, but he couldn't cause damage to his left arm.

"Try it again."

Wan Feng held the Yanling knife in his right hand, and then slashed it with a forceful sword.

Clang!

With the sound of gold and iron, a white mark appeared on Wan Feng's left arm.

But it's just a white mark.

Wan Feng didn't even bleed.

At this point in the test, Wan Feng already had a general understanding of his current defensive strength.

"If I use the blessing of True Qi and the sword intent, I will definitely be able to break the defense."

"However, if I add the defense of True Qi, I can also strengthen some defenses."

"In general, as long as the other party doesn't comprehend the sword intent or anything like that, in the realm of True Qi Realm, it should be difficult for the enemy to hurt me."

Wan Feng had a happy smile on his face.

This iron cloth shirt is just a human-level mid-grade martial arts, and it is really rare to be able to have such defensive power.

"But also, if you don't have such a defense, it's a chicken rib exercise, who will practice it?"

With Wan Feng's strength now, not to mention being invincible in the True Qi Realm, at least most of the people in the True Qi Realm couldn't break through his defenses.

"There is one shortcoming left, and that is light footwork."

Strong defense, strong knife skills, and only those who can fight can do it.

"It took a total of thirty-two Yuan Qi points to raise the iron cloth shirt to the consummation realm, and now I still have eight Yuan Qi left, which is enough to raise the wind chasing step by a few realms."

Wan Feng's gaze looked at the column of chasing the wind on the attribute panel, added a little, and immediately turned it into an entry.

"From beginner to proficient, you only need a little Yuanqi, two points for mastery, and then four points for Xiaocheng, just a total of eight points."

After adding all the eight points of Yuan Qi, Wan Feng's mind had many more memories of his cultivation of chasing the wind.

Soon, Wan Feng's body moved, and suddenly the whole person was like a wisp of fresh wind, appearing from one end of the courtyard to the other.

Wan Feng looked at his attribute panel again.

[Name: Wan Feng]

[Age: 22]

[Identity: Catch fast]

[Realm: True Qi Quadruple]

[Martial Arts: Black Tiger Knife Method (Perfection) Iron Cloth Shirt (Perfection) Wind Chasing Step (Xiaocheng)]

[Ability: Transmogrification, Acting for the Tiger]

[Yuan Qi: 0]

After making up for this shortcoming, Wan Feng's strength at this time has improved a lot.

"With my current strength, I am enough to beat myself ten years ago."

Wan Feng was very happy, but then he thought of it with some dissatisfaction.

"This iron cloth shirt is biased towards exercising the physical body, and the cultivation of true qi is really average, if you want to grow your true qi rapidly, you still need to find a better internal strength."

The cultivation of the True Qi Realm lies in accumulating True Qi.

When Wan Feng has finished cultivating the twelve canons and the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and after the true qi fills the dantian, he will reach the ninth level of true qi.

"I heard that the Qi Sea Realm above the True Qi Realm is about to reach the True Qi like an ocean, I don't know what the situation is?"

"If only I could find someone who knows what to ask."

Wan Feng doesn't know enough about a lot of martial arts, maybe a lot of things are very simple for those who come from big forces.

But for him, a person who was born in a civilian family and has no inheritance, it is something that is difficult to access.

"Before, Qi Boyang said that if I don't understand something, I can ask him, I don't know if he is polite, or does he really have this idea?"

Wan Feng planned to ask him cheekily tomorrow no matter what Qi Boyang thought.

Otherwise, when Qi Boyang left, he would have nowhere to ask if he wanted to.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Wan Feng looked up at the sky, it was already eight or nine o'clock in the evening, and someone would come to him.

"Could it be some kind of monster?"

Wan Feng remembered the demon fox from before.

Thinking of this, Wan Feng became vigilant, but he still planned to open the door to see the situation.

His strength is not what it used to be, and even if there is any danger, he can deal with it.

Wan Feng held the Yanling knife and opened the door.

"Head, why are you here?"

"Haha...... Coming here so late didn't bother you, did it? ”

Fan Yang had a smile on his face and was very kind.

"No excuses, I don't have anyone yet, you come in."

Wan Feng didn't know what Fan Yang was looking for him for, but looking at his appearance, it shouldn't be a bad thing.

Fan Yang walked into the courtyard and saw water stains on the ground at a glance, as well as a faint stench.

"What are you?"

Wan Feng casually made up a reason: "The road was dark at night, and I stepped into the gutter." ”

Fan Yang nodded noncommittally and walked towards the house.

After entering the house, Fan Yang swept the house, there were not too many objects, and it seemed that the conditions were average.

"You may be seated, I don't have any tea or anything here......"

Looking at Wan Feng with an embarrassed look, Fan Yang shook his head: "It's not a big deal. ”

Then Fan Yang continued: "Ah Feng, I came to you tonight because I have something to tell you. ”