In three days, Yang Fenglou settled down, without saying a word, and forgetting things. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In this state, the living waves are abnormal and circulate.

Slowly moisturized the dried and damaged meridians, like a clear spring, enveloping Yang Fenglou's entire body.

Yang Fenglou was once again immersed in the powerful self-healing ability of the internal force of Kuzen, without joy or sorrow.

This state, for Yang Fenglou after the war, is the best way to rest, even beyond the three-day effect of his coma, falling into a coma is just a way for the body to spontaneously adjust the state, more to relax the body, and to settle in the bitter meditation without joy or sorrow, but to relax both body and spirit.

In view of this, after Yang Fenglou entered the meditation, he subconsciously did not want to wake up at all, and only wanted to settle and re-enter the meditation.

In fact, it only took one day to repair all the wounds in his body, and then he settled down, on the one hand, to adjust his spirit, and on the other hand, it was cultivation, and its level was much deeper than that of ordinary cultivation.

In this way, after the internal power of Kuzen completely repaired Yang Fenglou's meridians, it began to accumulate.

The more you accumulate, the thicker it gets!

It wasn't until three days later that another trace of bitter Zen internal power appeared in Yang Fenglou's dantian.

Quantitative change leads to qualitative change!

Yang Fenglou intuitively felt that Zhou's body was hot, and a breath of hot air filled his chest, rushing left and right in the meridians, and he couldn't get out.

As time passed, the force of the hot air hit became stronger and stronger, and the heat around the body became higher and higher.

Yang Fenglou wanted to solve it, but he couldn't do it.

At this time, in the dantian, there is a trace of bitter Zen internal force.

The great accumulation of Kuzen's internal strength even gave him the illusion that his entire body was swollen under the support of Kuzen.

That hot breath collided even harder!

Just when Yang Fenglou was at a loss, another trace of bitterness appeared.

He no longer had the heart to explore why the internal power of Kuzen was generating faster and faster, but he knew that he had reached the limit.

It is the so-called straw that breaks the camel's back.

This trace of internal force is the last straw for Yang Fenglou, a master of the three-grade rivers and lakes.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, not loud, but it came from his body and fell in his ears like thunder!

The internal force of bitter meditation in the body finally found a channel for catharsis and surged endlessly in the body.

Yang Fenglou only felt that the hot breath had reached his chest, and he didn't vomit or feel unhappy!

"Ah......h

A long howl shook the barracks!

Open the golden cracked stone, endure!

After eight breaths, the whistling subsided, and after nearly ten breaths, it completely dissipated.

Such a big movement has already alarmed everyone in the barracks, ordinary soldiers, military discipline, no matter how curious they are, they must not leave easily, but the generals of the Chengping Army are not subject to this restriction.

As early as when the whistle first started, General Zhang and the others looked at each other, and when they determined that the whistle came from the camp where Yang Fenglou had healed his wounds, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he got up one after another and rushed straight in.

Yang Fenglou, in Jiangling, has great merit!

Not to mention anything else, the people of Jiangbei outside the city were saved by him alone!

If it weren't for Yang Fenglou facing the enemy alone, and being coerced by Wang Xianzhi's rebels to besiege the people, after the first battle, I really don't know how many would be left?

Not to mention Yang Fenglou's heroic spirit of facing the enemy alone, stirring up all the generals of the Chengping Army, boosting the morale of the Chengping Army and providing a huge boost for the subsequent battle!

Such a Yang Fenglou.

Who would dare to let him have an accident!?

Who wants to let him have an accident!?

Hearing this howling, Yang Fenglou was about to leave the customs, no matter whether the result was good or bad, the generals of the Chengping Army rushed over.

However, no matter how eager they were, it was not difficult for them to enter Yang Fenglou's camp, and even as time passed, they were pushed back step by step by an invisible force.

There is no other reason.

"Potential"!

The generals of the Chengping Army looked at each other, not knowing why, and General Zhang was even more shocked.

Although he has been in the army for a long time, if he is calculated according to the rating of the rivers and lakes, he is also a well-known four-grade martial artist in the rivers and lakes, even if he has not condensed his own "potential", in the face of ordinary three-grade martial artists, if he does his best, it is enough to impact the other party's face.

However, now, he was forced to retreat again and again by the "potential" released by Yang Fenglou subconsciously, even if he subconsciously operated his own internal force, but in front of Yang Fenglou's "potential", he had no ability to resist, and he was still crushed without suspense like other generals of the Chengtian Army!

Could it be that Brother Yang broke and stood up, and got a blessing in disguise!?

Thinking of the scene of Yang Fenglou being exhausted and fainted outside Jiangling City, killed like a blood gourd, General Zhang couldn't believe that this was true.

At this moment, Yang Fenglou's whistling voice finally turned from prosperity to decline.

However, his "potential" became more and more condensed, stable in the range of eight feet outside the tent, and did not move at all.

General Zhang was even more shocked, the range of the "potential" of the master of the three rivers and lakes, unless the form can be changed, otherwise, eight zhang is the limit distance.

At this time, Yang Fenglou's "potential" has stabilized at a distance of eight zhang outside the camp tent, if you calculate the scope of the camp tent, wouldn't it be ......

Before General Zhang could digest this astonishing result, the "momentum" suddenly reversed, but in a moment, it had already disappeared without a trace!

Then, there was a long laugh, and in the laughter, it was indescribable and refreshing.

"Brother Yang!"

"Brother Yang, it's okay!"

"Oh, I'm scared to death......"

Everyone was talking and was about to enter the account, but when they saw the curtain of the camp tent lifted, Yang Fenglou had already come out with a smile on his face.

Everyone greeted one after another, and in their words, the care was overflowing.

Yang Fenglou returned the salute one by one, and it was lively.

The first acquaintance between the generals and Yang Fenglou was through the introduction of General Zhang, on the wine table, the first impression was very good, firstly, Yang Fenglou was famous, and secondly, he had no frame at all, and he was commensurate with "brother" when he opened his mouth and closed his mouth, and he was not hypocritical when drinking, and he was very angry with the generals of the Chengping Army.

Now, Yang Fenglou is facing the enemy alone for the people of Jiangling, if he really counts it, he is also fighting side by side with the people of the Chengping Army, and he returned with blood, this is a real "robe", it is said that it is a friend of life and death, and it is absolutely right.

Therefore, this time they met, Yang Fenglou was still the same Yang Fenglou, and the generals of the Chengping Army were still the same, but both sides looked at each other very cordially.

Among them, it does not include General Zhang of the Chengping Army.

He looked at Yang Fenglou's eyes, although he was also very excited, but he stood firmly in place, never moving, and waited until the generals Zuo Du and Yang Fenglou greeted him.

General Zhang suddenly shouted!

"Line up!" (To be continued.) )