After the transfer was completed, Ling Feng closed his eyes, and the experience and understanding of cultivating the immortal body in his mind came one after another, as if this exercise had been cultivated for decades, and his control of true qi and essence was also like a finger, without the slightest sense of jerkiness. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Ling Feng realized that his comprehension of the immortal body of the waves had deviated. Although the Canglang Immortal Body is mainly based on forging the body, in fact, the real core is still the Canglang True Qi, and the refining of the body is only to increase the upper limit of the physical body's storage of True Qi and enhance the combat power. Because when it comes to the Wuzong Pass, refining the qi and transforming the gods, and gathering the qi condensing yuan are all based on the true qi of the water system, and the martial soul and true yuan of the water system are condensed.

Ling Feng's martial arts turned eighty-one times, and he slowly became proficient in the immortal body. Among them, the Canglang True Qi is mainly used to condense the outer gang to bless the attack, while the power of the Yuan Jing is used to condense the inner gang and bless its own defense, and the specific effect depends on the actual combat.

Immediately, he opened up seven points with the true qi of the waves, and then slowly recovered his true qi.

However, this true qi consumption is also quite large, but it is very slow to recover, and it is not the edge of rivers and lakes, and the concentration of spiritual qi in the water system is low, which is also the reason why he rarely cultivates the true technique of Canglang outside.

When the true qi was almost recovered, Ling Feng took out the Impermanence Order and began to use the Xuanyin Soul Splitting Soul to absorb the sixth-order Immortal Flame in the soul chain, fusing the Xuanyin Origin to carry out soul transformation.

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The next day, when it was slightly bright, Ling Feng got up and moved the body to the street in front of the mansion. A note was written next to it: If there is another burglar, there will be no mercy!

After a few moments, the guards and maids returned to their homes and began to wash the ground.

When Tana woke up, the house was clean, and she told the maid to go grocery shopping and prepare breakfast.

A moment later, the street in front of the mansion was already full of onlookers.

Ordinary people only thought it was an ordinary theft, but the high-level people all saw the reason and knew that this was a demonstration against the Huyan Palace, and they were secretly shocked in their hearts, first, they were surprised that Ling Feng's martial arts could survive the assassination of the Huyan Palace, and second, they were surprised by Ling Feng's courage, which obviously did not take Huyan in his eyes at all.

It didn't take long for six or seven black-clad guards to come and remove the body.

Ling Feng had just eaten breakfast when a guard hurriedly came to report: "Uncle, the people from the Huyan family are here, saying that they want to challenge you!"

They were originally servants of the Zalut tribe, but now that Tana has followed Ling Feng, they are naturally their uncles.

Ling Feng listened, smiled slightly, and said, "Tana, let's go and have a look." ”

Tana smiled and nodded, and followed Ling Feng to the street in front of the mansion.

At this time, this section of the street was blocked by the black-clothed guards of the Huyan family, and the people were forbidden to enter.

There were three people standing in the middle of the emptiness, one was Hu Yanxiu in a wheelchair, and next to him was a middle-aged man in black, with a strong aura in his body, almost congenital, and he should be the commander of the guards. There is also a man in a yellow brocade robe, with a sword at his waist, who looks about thirty years old, his face is like a knife, his contours are distinct, his eyes are faintly shining, his eyes are as sharp as a blade, and the key is that he is full of a powerful sharp qi. This person should be Hu Yankong.

In the distance, on the left and right sides of the street, dense crowds of people are preparing to watch the excitement.

Ling Feng looked at the crowd with interest, among them, there were spies who didn't know how many forces were hidden, and they were all preparing to explore their martial arts.

At this time, the man in yellow hugged his fists and said: "I heard that Brother Jida wants to challenge my Huyan family, so I came from the barracks, please give advice!"

Ling Feng smiled faintly and said, "Brother Huyan is polite, but it's not interesting to compete with martial arts, why don't you have some color heads?"

Hu Yankong thought for a moment and said, "Okay, what do you want to bet on?"

Ling Feng took out seven inferior divine weapons from the mustard seed bag, which were the same as the drop of the seven killers last night. He said with a smile: "Although the quality of these seven inferior divine weapons is average, they are worth more than six million taels, and I bet on myself to win." Brother Huyan only needs to dispatch items of equal value. ”

Hu Yankong had no objection, because in fact, there were very few grassland swordsmiths, and the price of divine weapons was six or seven hundred thousand taels higher.

At this time, the commander of the guards next to him whispered in Hu Yankong's ear: "Young Master, this is the weapon dropped by our guards. ”

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can win it back. ”

Hu Yankong said with a smile, immediately looked at Ling Feng, took out two cold jade bottles, and said, "These are two bottles of Fourth-Order Ning Yuan Pill, which are also worth more than six million taels. Can Brother Jeddah start?"

"Wait a minute!"

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he looked at the crowd and said, "I bet that I can't take my thirty moves, is there anyone else interested in gambling?"

The crowd fell silent and silent.

However, Hu Yanxiu said with a pale face: "Jida, if you dare to talk nonsense again, be careful that my eldest brother is ruthless under the knife!"

Hu Yankong's face was not very good, and he almost drew his knife, but then he returned to indifference, as if he had seen through Ling Feng's thoughts.

Ling Feng ignored them, and said with a disappointed face: "No, you have so little confidence in Brother Huyan? He is one of the ten heroes of the desert! Alas, forget it, then bet that he can't take twenty moves, do you dare to come?"

is still silent, if anyone dares to bet, it is equivalent to admitting that Hu Yankong is not Ling Feng's opponent, and he can only take how many moves. Whoever dares to bet like this will definitely be destroyed by the Huyan family.

At this time, there were two people standing on the roof in the distance, one was a young man in white with a handsome face and the other was a young man in green shirt with a slender body, an ordinary face, and a sword at his waist.

The young man in white said: "Brother Wan Qi (mò qí), you are also one of the ten heroes of the desert, you can't watch this Southern Chu people laugh at us no one in the desert, do you want to gamble too?"

The young man in the green shirt said indifferently: "This is just a heart-attacking strategy to hit the opponent's confidence, boring!"

The young man in white laughed and said, "It is precisely because of this that I don't think this person has a very good chance of winning, maybe he can make a lot of money, and then we will go to Xiangyue Mansion together to get drunk and rest!"

The young man in the green shirt closed his eyes with an expression of not knowing this person.

The young man in white laughed, jumped over, took a few steps in the air above the heads of the onlookers, flew in, and landed beside Hu Yankong in a dashing manner, and said with a smile: "If I bet with you, I will bet thirty moves!"

Hu Yanxiu's face was gloomy, but he didn't speak, he, who was mostly the four evils, was nothing in front of a strong man with a real background.

Ling Feng saw that his identity was not ordinary, so he pulled out the long knife at his waist and said with a smile: "Well, the Snow Lion Knife in my hand is the saber of Helian Wancheng, and it is worth about five million taels. As long as Hu Yankong can take thirty moves, even if you win!"

The reason why he didn't increase the stakes, in addition to worrying that the other party was cheating, the most important thing was that he was worried about exposing his property and arousing the suspicion of the Green Wolf King.

"Good!"

The white-clothed young man also took out a white long sword that exuded a cold and cold aura, and said with a smile: "This is what I got by killing a Nanchu master, and the quality is not under the Snow Lion Knife." ”

At this time, Hu Yankong said indifferently: "Can you start?"

Ling Feng smiled: "Please!"