Host: Shen Fang

Physical strength: 370 pounds

Internal force: 15 years

Fame: 0

Martial Arts: Jiuyang Divine Skill / First Heavy (5/100)

Experience: 0

Number of lucky draws: Not available for lucky draws

Current Mission: Survive 24 hours in the Hundred Grass Gang (remaining 19 hours, 17 minutes, 36 seconds)

Shen Fang opened the panel, his physical strength increased by 50 catties, and his internal strength increased by 5 years.

From the entry to the first level, you can increase your internal strength for 5 years, and from the first to the second level, you can increase your internal strength for 15 years.

From the second to the third, Jiuyang Shengong increases the internal strength by 30 years, and from the third to the fourth, it increases the internal strength by 50 years...... And after the introduction of Jiuyang Divine Skill, there are a total of nine realms.

The further you go, the more internal force you can improve.

Shen Fang runs the Jiuyang Shengong Mental Method, mobilizing internal force to travel throughout the body.

His internal organs, flesh and bones were all washed by this internal force, and he felt as if he was soaking in a hot spring, and someone was giving him a full body massage, which was indescribably refreshing.

Shen Fang's pores opened, and black fine particles were discharged from the pores, and these black fine particles were the filth that had accumulated in Shen Fang's body for many years.

Shen Fang was immersed in cultivation and forgot about time.

"I'm so hungry!"

A feeling of hunger woke up the Shen clan from their cultivation.

"What's the thing, it stinks!"

Shen Fang finished his cultivation and was about to get something to eat, when he smelled an unpleasant smell.

Soon, he realized that the smell was coming from him.

He looked down and saw that the skin inside his clothes had begun to be covered with a layer of black dirt, which was the source of the stench he smelled.

"I Ching cleans!"

Seeing the black dirt on his body, Shen Fang couldn't help but think of this word.

Jiuyang Divine Skill is the first weight, the increase in internal force and physical strength is not much, the most important role is to wash the marrow of the I Ching, improve the physique, enhance the potential of the cultivator, and increase the comprehension, learn anything very quickly, beyond ordinary people.

Undoubtedly, this is a good thing.

Although he was very hungry, this stench really affected his appetite and would make people misunderstand, so Shen Fang immediately left the room and went to the courtyard to fetch water for a bath.

"Shen Fang, what are you doing, did you and fall into the pit. ”

"Maybe he wants to join the Beggar Gang and become a disciple of the Beggar Gang. ”

"It stinks, hurry up and leave, otherwise it will affect your appetite. ”

“......”

Although Shen Fang's actions were very simple, he still encountered a lot of handymen on the way to fetch water, and when he smelled the smell emanating from Shen Fang's body, all his faces were full of disgust.

Fame +1

In front of Shen Fang's eyes, a blue light flew quickly.

He immediately pulls up the data panel.

Fame:1

I day.

What the heck?

Does this increase visibility?

Shen Fang was speechless, with a black line in his head.

Paralyzed, he is obviously the filth discharged from washing the marrow and removing the bones, his body has been reborn, his potential is unlimited, and he is superior, how did he become and fall into the pit.

A group of turtles, hillbillies, know a hammer.

"No, after eating, you have to find these people to be light, and you can't let them spread rumors. ”

There are many ways to increase popularity, and Shen Fang doesn't want to make his reputation stink before he starts to explore the rivers and lakes.

If he doesn't stop it, even if it's fake, it will become true if there are more people.

When the time comes, being nicknamed 'Shell Lang' or something, Shen Fang shuddered when he thought about it.

Shen Fang washed several times before he completely washed off the smell on his body, changed into clean clothes and went to the kitchen.

In the Baicao Gang, the daily life of the elders of the gang leader is taken care of by a special person, and the disciples in the gang also have a special canteen, and there are handymen to wash their clothes when they are dirty, and if the handymen want to eat when they are hungry, they will make something to eat by themselves, and no one will care about you.

"Shen Fang, you're going to eat, I left you roast chicken steamed buns and noodles in the kitchen. ”

On the way to the kitchen, Shen Fang met the big tiger.

"Thank you. ”

Shen Fang opened his mouth to thank him.

"Be careful the next time you go to the toilet. ”

When the big tiger walked up to Shen Fang, he whispered.

"Ma Dan, if anyone dares to spread rumors, Lao Tzu will throw him into the dung pit. ”

Shen was about to go crazy.

This seedling nodded and must be extinguished as soon as possible.

If it weren't for the hungry grunts, he would have had to shut up the handymen right now.

After a while, Shen Fang came to the kitchen.

Turning the cauldron, there is a hot roast chicken, five large steamed buns and a bowl of noodles.

Smelling the fragrance wafting out, Shen Fang's index finger moved, grabbed the roast chicken and took a big bite to eat.

Gobbling it up, a roast chicken was eaten in less than a minute, and only a chicken bone was left, and the steamed bun the size of an adult's fist was also one bite at a time, without chewing, swallowing it directly, and the appetite was surprisingly good.

The bowl of noodles, Shen Fang also ate it after three times five divided by two, but Shen Fang still felt that his stomach was empty.

Shen put firewood to boil water and boiled a large pot of noodles.

Compared to cooking, cooking noodles is undoubtedly the most labor-saving and fastest.

After eating, Shen Fang returned to the miscellaneous area, which was dark and very quiet.

The handymen were physically and mentally exhausted after a day's work, and basically went to bed early.

"Bang bang bang. ”

Shen Fang came to the door of a room and began to knock.

But after knocking for a while, there was not the slightest reaction inside.

"Bang bang, Zhang Ergou, have you slept, Lao Tzu has something to tell you. ”

Shen Fang then knocked on the door and called the name of the owner of the room.

"Zhang Ergou. ”

"Zhang Ergou. ”

Shen Fang screamed several times in a row, but there was still no response in the house.

"Sleeping so deeply?"

Shen Fang did not forcibly break in and prepared to leave.

But suddenly, he felt the soles of his feet wet, and a cold breath invaded his body through the soles of his feet.

"What!"

Shen was taken aback, and his eyes immediately looked at the soles of his feet.

Through the crack in the door, I don't know when water seeped out of it.

"Water?weird?can't it!"

In an instant, Shen Fang's breathing became rapid.

The tragic death of the disciples of the Baicao Gang once again appeared in Shen Fang's mind.

He kicked out with a kick and smashed the door.

Seeing a scene in the room, Shen Fang's pupils dilated suddenly, and he almost vomited the noodles he had just eaten.

That Zhang Ergou, like the disciples of the Baicao Gang that Shen Fang saw during the day, his body was soaked in water, his limbs were separated, his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, large intestine and small intestine were scattered all over the place.

The corpse was soaked in white and rotted, emitting a foul smell.

You must know that an hour ago, Shen Fang also saw Zhang Ergou.

Uncanny!

Zhang Ergou must have encountered something strange.

The weird is killing again.

Call!

At this time, a gust of wind blew.

Shen Fang felt that his body was inexplicably cold, and there was a chill on his back, and he felt cold on his back and neck.

"Oh my god, what the hell!"

Shen Fang turned around and looked at the figure in front of him, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw an extremely terrifying scene.