Chapter 20 Suppressing the Feng Family!

"This single horn gathers the essence of Ao Cen's three hundred years of asceticism, and is pregnant with a strong vitality, if it can be absorbed, it can be comparable to the best elixir of five hundred years. ”

Feng Zi dusted off the dust on the dragon's horn, wrapped it with an oilcloth soaked in blood ginseng juice = liquid, and stored it in the practice room.

Stored in this way, the life essence in the dragon unicorn will not dissipate, but will become richer and purer with the passage of time.

Just like winemaking, the older the wine, the more mellow and delicious it is.

"If I want to completely solve the hidden dangers of my body, I rely on it. ”

Since his rebirth, he has been cultivating under tremendous pressure, although his martial arts cultivation has grown rapidly, not only is his strength strong, his endurance is long-lasting, and his movements are also very agile, but in terms of his physical foundation, he is not strong, and his foundation is very weak.

Maybe ordinary martial artists don't care about this, thinking that the faster they cultivate, the better, but Feng Zi knows that if he lets it go, when his cultivation reaches the peak of the martial arts fivefold and enters the innate realm, the hidden danger will be completely exposed.

At that time, his body will not be able to withstand his own powerful energy, and he will fall into a crisis of collapse, forever stuck at the peak of the fifth fold, and it will be impossible to improve by half a point.

Just like Luo Tianyu.

After putting the dragon horn away, Feng Zipan sat on the futon of Fangteng grass and thought quietly.

The crisis in Xuanyuan City, which was supposed to appear two and a half years later, was only a trivial part of the expansion plan of the West Sea Dragon Palace.

If you want to protect your mother and cousin under the chaos of war, you can only continue to improve your strength and be promoted quickly.

Feng Zi deeply understands this.

"First let the operation of the industry under your name get on the right track, and at the same time temper your body, accumulate your heritage, and solve the hidden dangers left by your cultivation. ”

"And all events, all lag!"

......

Time flies.

When many people in Xuanyuan City thought about it, they all felt that the succession of the young head of the Feng family was like yesterday, but in fact, a whole year had passed.

When Feng Zi first succeeded to the throne, everyone said that he was just a hairy boy, and took this as the beginning of the decline of the Feng family.

The Wang and Li families even tried to encroach on the Feng family's industry in order to expand their own power and influence, but Li Ruoxi ignored the shame of others and tied all the industrial chains in his hands to Feng Zi's chariot.

It is precisely because of this that Li Ruoxi, who was originally valued in the clan and listed as the heir along with the other two, was also refrigerated by the head of the family, and gradually withdrew the rights in his hands in the name of "short-sightedness".

However, a year has passed, and Feng Zibiao's foresight has given all the contemptuous people a heavy slap in the face.

After he ascended to the throne, Feng Jiazhan became extremely aggressive, did not consider the consequences of failure at all, and expanded the scope of the family-run industry without scruples, and achieved brilliant results in many unpopular industries.

But there has never been a mistake in the guidelines and instructions issued by Feng Zi.

Under his leadership, the Feng family exhibition was extremely fast, and in just one year, the Li family and the Wang family, which have a history of hundreds of years, have a faint tendency to become the first family in Xuanyuan City.

Therefore, Feng Zi was also praised as the "Eye of the Heavens" by the good deeds in Xuanyuan City.

His friend Li Ruoxi also expanded his power several times in a row because of his previous heavy investment, and he took the lead in the family, gradually leaving behind the other two clan prince competitors.

In a mansion in the Feng family's residence on this day, a black-robed young man had a Hunyuan stake tied under his crotch, and his hands pressed in front of him in a ball-hugging shape.

Maintaining this strange posture, Feng Zi's qi and blood gradually became active and prosperous = flourishing.

He stood up straight, collected the practice pile = Fa, paced to the corner, and took out the dragon horn that had been sealed for a year from a silver treasure chest.

"Thanks to Luo Tianyu running around and buying a hundred-year-old elixir for me to assist in my practice, my internal strength cultivation has also grown very rapidly, and the pure yang internal force has filled the lower dantian by seventy percent, reaching the late stage of the Martial Dao Quadruple Cheng dù. ”

Soon after Feng Zi succeeded to the position of head of the family, he handed over the second half of "Moisturizing Technique" to Luo Tianyu, completely solving the hidden dangers of the other party's body, and no longer worried about his life. It was precisely because of this that Luo Tianyu completely let go of his pride and willingly worked for Feng Zi, running around between the two Mutian Hidden Pavilions near Xuanyuan City, collecting a large number of hundred-year-old elixirs.

Otherwise, in just one year, even if a peerless genius concentrates on refining qi, it is impossible to make such progress, not to mention Feng Zi, who has put most of his energy on boiling his body.

Feng Zi took out the unicorn, and now the blood-colored oilcloth wrapped around it was already in a semi-dry state.

The blood-colored oilcloth was torn open, revealing the amber luster of the dragon's horn.

Feng Zi ran the pure yang internal force, the red light flashed in his hand, and the unicorn was sharp, and the veins and dragon refinement contained in it had already turned into blood brewing, and the broken horn produced a rich mysterious aroma, this aroma is like wine and medicine, just smelling a trace, it will make people feel full of energy, vitality = sheng.

Feng Zi drips the blood brew from the broken horn into a porcelain bowl.

A quarter of an hour later, the liquid in Jiaolong's unicorn was completely drained, just filled with a bowl of wine-rich blood brew, the bright red liquid surface shimmered with a little starlight, and there seemed to be countless golden sands in it.

He picked up the bowl and drank it all.

A cloud of medicinal power suddenly rose in the lower abdomen, quickly spreading to the limbs and hundreds of remains, impacting the meridians and blood vessels around the body.

This bowl of blood brew is a collection of the essence of the dragon seed with three hundred years of Taoism, and it is not easy to enjoy.

If it weren't for Feng Zi's penance for this year and his insistence on boiling his body, I am afraid that he would be blown up by the power of medicine this time, and his body would be bruised.

The tough flesh = body resisted the first wave of irritable medicinal power, and then Feng Zi used strong spiritual power to guide the medicinal properties, and slowly warmed every secret = acupoint around the body.

After completing the guidance, the medicinal power contained in the blood brew automatically formed a circulation in the body, and Feng Zi relaxed his spirit and let his body absorb it.

Half asleep and half awake, by the time the medicinal power was completely digested, it was three days and two nights later.

Feng Zi seemed to have just come ashore from the water, and he obviously felt that his body was much more relaxed, full of energy, and he was in excellent condition.

He has full and strong muscles, a smooth body, a tiger's back and a wolf's waist, taller than some adults, not burly, but with a lean smell. When you close your eyes and look inward, your blood is as hot as magma = hot and heavy, and your bone marrow is as white as snow and frost. Tu Na is like a mammoth elephant breathing, and every punch and kick with all his strength is accompanied by the sound of a dragon's groan.

Refining the marrow is like frost, refining blood mercury slurry, like a dragon groaning.

These phenomena mean that the "Extreme Dao Blood Refining Record" of the Blood Cultivation Realm and the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" of the Cultivation Realm are completely complete!

The hardships of more than three hundred days and nights finally paid off, and Feng Zi knew that he had built a perfect foundation, and he would no longer have to worry about physical collapse in the future.

It is worth mentioning that his lower dantian was finally filled with the crimson pure yang internal force, reaching the peak level of the quadruple martial artist, and he was only one foot away from entering the realm of true qi.

In addition to joy, a trace of worry also appeared in Feng Zi's eyes: "Although it is only a step away, if you retreat and practice at home, you don't know when you will be able to break through." ”

His forces are very focused on intelligence gathering, and from the information they have received in the last year, the more frequent the demon clan attacks on scattered villages. It seems that because of Ao Cen's death, the progress of the demon clan's strategy for Xuanyuan City has also accelerated.

"Maybe it's not been a year and a half since the demon clan led the war......"

Feng Zi stood up, wiped his eyebrows, and a three-foot red blade appeared in his right hand.

In this year, in addition to honing his body and increasing his internal strength, he also communicated with the Prison Dragon Sword in his spare time, and thoroughly excavated the deep effect of this mysterious spiritual martial art.

Now Feng Zi knows that the level of the Imprisoned Dragon Sword is higher than that of Lingwu, so it should be called a "holy soldier".

The state of the three-foot red front can truly swing the power of the Prison Dragon Sword.

With this hole card, Feng Zi can even kill the innate powerhouse under the sword.

It's a pity that the Imprisoned Dragon Sword in this state has a very large demand for spiritual power, and the spiritual power that Feng Zi has trained for people in the two generations is only one blow.

Feng Zi stood up suddenly, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

Over the course of the year, he had a very clear idea of what he should do next.

"Even if there is only one blow, it is enough, and having such a hole card is enough to support me to go to 'that place' to find opportunities!"

As soon as he walked to the door, Feng Zi saw the sealing fog coming quickly.

Feng Xiwu handed over a heavy gilded invitation: "Young master, the city lord's third-room lady gave birth to a son, please come to the banquet." ”

He is now considered to be above 10,000 people under one person, but compared to when he never did it before, his attitude towards Feng Zi is more respectful and humble.

"Xuanyuan City Lord, Wang Buqun?"

Feng Zi frowned, when Xuanyuan City was broken in one day, and many innocent people died tragically under the minions of the demon clan, Wang Buqun was at least responsible for negligence.

He didn't have a good impression of this person, so he said: "If you refuse, just say that I have something important." ”

"Yes, young master. ”

Sealing Mist accepted the order without thinking.

Feng Zi is now a fanatical believer in Feng Zi, and he is like a Taoist priest to Tianzun, a monk to the Buddha, and all the instructions from Feng Zi will be carried out without thinking.

Seeing Feng Xianwu leaving, Feng Zi said goodbye to his mother and cousin, and after packing up some necessary salutes, he left Xuanyuan City resolutely.

On the other side, the mansion of the city lord of Xuanyuan City.

Boom!

The delicate faience teacups are in close contact with the hard marble floor, and the teacups are instantly shattered and scattered.

The city lord Wang Buqun is thundering.

"Arrogant and arrogant! Eyes without respect! Bastard!"

With every word that popped out of his mouth, the pitch-black beard of his chin would curl up with rage=, and his eyes would widen out=round.

In the past year, the Feng family's power has expanded rapidly, and the growth of wealth has made countless people blush. Wang Buqun is also one of the red-eyed, he has invited Feng Zi to the banquet in various names, just to get a piece of the Feng family's emerging industry.

This is the third time Wang Buqun has invited Feng Zi to a banquet, and it is also the third time that he has been refused.

One rejection is an accident, two rejections are a coincidence, and three rejections are a complete slap in the face.

This made Wang Buqun, who had the status of the Earth Emperor in Xuanyuan City, feel very angry.

"If you don't give me face, don't blame me for being ugly. ”

After Wang Buqun made a decision, the next day he invited many strategists, elders of the Wang family, and some small and medium-sized families to hold an alliance meeting for the purpose of suppressing the Feng family and plundering its assets.

At this moment, Feng Zi had already left Xuanyuan City and was heading towards Black Rock City, which was thousands of miles away.

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