"Huh?"

"Oh, there's such a thing?"

Jiang Feng was stunned at first.

Then he resisted his excitement and pretended to be surprised.

"Hey, who would have thought that the prisoners in Dali Temple would be killed on the way to escort, it is said that the matter is a bit big, and many officials in Dali Temple will be unlucky."

Wang Bantou sighed.

After speaking.

He noticed that Jiang Feng's gaze had changed.

Hurriedly pretended to be confused and smiled: "What did I just say to come here, I didn't say anything, I'm going to do something." ”

After Wang Bantou finished speaking, he quickly ran away.

As a person who works under Jiang Feng, Wang Bantou and others know that Jiang Feng doesn't like others to chew on the root of his tongue the most, especially to talk about court gossip.

Don't listen.

No.

Ignore.

Ignore.

These four don'ts are already their eight-character mantra.

Jiang Feng did not embarrass the king team.

He walked towards the workshop.

In the workshop, he opens the panel information.

Name: Feng Jiang

Luck value: 23891

Exercises: Jailer's Health Preservation (Dzogchen)

Skills: Jailer Long Fist (Xiaocheng +) Divine Archery (Dacheng +) Monkey Escape (Great Perfection)

Realm: Sanpin (refining gods)

Divine powers: Immortality

Jiang Feng saw that the luck value had risen by about nine thousand overnight.

"I have to change the exercises, and improve my strength as soon as possible."

Jiang Feng said secretly in his heart.

When the Jailer's Health Preservation Skill reaches the Great Perfection level, he can no longer be promoted, and if he wants to improve his realm cultivation by raising the cultivation level of the Jailer's Health Preservation Skill, it is no longer possible.

But.

The jailer's health maintenance is the lowest cultivation method in the prison.

Along the way, he was able to help Jiang Feng change from a low-level jailer to a third-grade martial artist, and Jiang Feng was already content.

He knows.

In addition to the solid foundation of the Jailer's health preservation skills, the progress of both qi and blood growth and cultivation speed is extremely slow.

If it weren't for him, he would be able to increase his cultivation level through Qi Luck Points.

Otherwise, throughout his life, he can only cultivate the jailer's health skills to a proficient level, and at most become an eight-rank martial artist.

Prison in the north of the town.

Even in the four major prisons of Longdu, there has never been a jailer who can cultivate the jailer's health skills to the realm of Xiaocheng, let alone the state of Great Perfection.

"Roar!"

The black tiger's cry came again.

Jiang Feng turned off the panel information.

I went over to make a round.

"Roar!"

"Zheng...... Bang! ”

When Jiang Feng walked in front of the cage where the black tiger was imprisoned.

The black tiger, who was already irritable, became even more manic, showing his teeth and claws in the cage, eager to rush out immediately and break Jiang Feng's body into pieces.

Jiang Feng's footsteps did not stop.

Pretending to come out to make rounds, he returned to the workshop.

"Brute, you must not be kept."

Jiang Feng made up his mind to get rid of the black tiger.

He was already sure that the Black Tiger recognized him.

If it weren't for Wu Tieshan yesterday, the beast control technique was average, and Han Dong was standing with him, otherwise the second prince would probably already know that he was the one who took the account book.

Now Wu Tieshan is dead.

But the black tiger also needs to be eliminated.

Otherwise, if he is taken away by a master of the beast master who has cultivated to a high level, he may not be able to learn the relevant information from the mouth of the black tiger.

Jiang Feng knew.

This world is not as simple as it seems.

There are a lot of Datang dossiers, records about demons and monsters.

A powerful beast master can not only communicate indiscriminately with demon beasts, but can even control demon beasts, become his own dead soldiers, and do things for them desperately.

In the Demon Suppression Division, there is a beast master.

In case the second prince had the beast master in his hands and brought the black tiger back, Jiang Feng couldn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Kill the black tiger and step up to improve your strength."

Jiang Feng had a clear goal in his heart.

"I don't have a lot of money on me, I don't know what exercises I can buy when I go to the black market? The Jailer's Health Preservation Exercise is a solid and gentle cultivation technique, and even if I want to re-practice other exercises, I have to consider whether it is compatible with the Jailer's Health Preservation Technique. ”

Jiang Feng said secretly in his heart.

Resources were scarce at the beginning.

On weekdays, I can only come into contact with the jailer's health skills and the jailer's long fist.

Now that the exercises have been cultivated to the Great Perfection, and the cultivation of the three steps is stopped, if you want to break through, you can only find more advanced exercises to help Jiang Feng improve his qi and blood.

"Shall I ask Sister Dong, maybe she knows, what kind of exercises are most compatible with the jailer's health skills?"

"Forget it."

"She knows that I am a third-grade martial artist."

"I must think that I am practicing other exercises, if I let her know, I will cultivate the jailer's health skills to the Great Perfection, I am afraid that there will be a lot of trouble."

Jiang Feng shook his head.

He knows it.

The whole of Longdu.

In the four major prisons, in history, there has never been anyone who has cultivated the jailer's health skills to the Great Perfection.

Ten years ago.

In the Demon Suppression Prison, there is an old jailer who has cultivated the jailer's health skills to the proficient level, and has also caused a small sensation.

If people knew that Jiang Feng was so old that he could cultivate the jailer's health skills to the Great Perfection, it would inevitably alarm the dragon capital, and the troubles at that time would definitely be a big push.

Because of this, Jiang Feng frowned all day.

Han Dong happened to see it when he came out to inspect.

She took the initiative to ask, "What's wrong with you?" Having a hard time? ”

"Cultivation has encountered a bottleneck."

Jiang Feng said casually.

After saying that, he regretted it.

You shouldn't have told Han Dong.

"Which level is the bottleneck?"

Han Dong became interested.

She only knew that Jiang Feng was a middle and third grade martial artist, but she couldn't determine which level Jiang Feng was in the middle and third grades.

On the surface, although it feels like Jiang Feng is at the sixth-grade level.

But Han Dong always felt that Jiang Feng was deliberately clumsy, and it was very likely that he was a fifth-grade blood refining realm cultivator.

"It's a problem with the exercises, it's okay, I'll think about it myself."

Jiang Feng said lightly.

Han Dong looked disgusted.

knew that Jiang Feng was reluctant to tell her.

This increased her curiosity even more, but thinking of the relationship between the two, Han Dong couldn't force Jiang Feng to answer, but instead threw the identity token to Jiang Feng and said, "If you have any questions, go to the academy to find out, maybe it can help you." ”

"Huh? Sister Dong asked me to go to the Royal Academy? ”

Jiang Feng was a little overwhelmed.

The reputation of the Royal Academy, no one in the Tang Dynasty knows.

There are countless exercises and martial arts in it, and there are all kinds of cultivation experiences, medical essays, and everything.

It is the most sacred treasure vault in the minds of no math students.

I don't know how many people want to go in and find out, and Jiang Feng is the same.

"Well, although you are only a small prison head, you are also a Tang official, with my token, you can stay on the first floor for a whole day, there are many seniors' cultivation experience in it, if you have any questions, you can go over there to find the answer."

Han Dong nodded.

She didn't say a word.

Even if you are the commander of Zhenbei Prison, the number of times you enter and leave the Royal Academy every year is only twice, and after two times, if you want to enter again, you need to take credit, or exchange for a sky-high price of silver.

At the beginning of the year, in order to break through, Han Dong had already used an opportunity.

Now give the remaining opportunity of this year to Jiang Feng, and next time he wants to go in, if he doesn't have credit and silver in exchange, he can only wait for next year.

"Thank you, Sister Dong, oh no, thank you Commander Han!"

Jiang Feng said with sincere gratitude.

Although he didn't know that there was a limit to the number of times he could enter and leave the academy, he knew that this was a precious opportunity.