Chapter 196: The Beginning of the Burning Deng (Fifth update!)
Instead of making Feng Jinghong depressed, the pain made her even more excited. Her bones became harder and harder, but her toughness did not decrease at all. Instead, she became more flexible. Looking inside, Feng Jinghong could clearly see that her spine slowly turned pale.
Purple.
Although the other bones in his body have no color change, their bone quality is more than ten times better than before, and his strength is still increasing rapidly, 30,000 jins, 50,000 jins, 100,000 jins!
When Feng Jinghong's strength reached 100,000 kilograms, Feng Jinghong's practice of "Randeng Sutra" slowed down. He knew that he had completed the first step, and the next step was to work hard, and he had to slowly strengthen his body.
What was unexpected today was that without the spine that was turned into powder, the eight-pole Buddha coffin lamp, and the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of his hand, he would never have been able to complete the foundation of the "Randeng Sutra".
"This has helped me a lot. In this way, with the strength of one hundred thousand kilograms, the Golden Core cultivator does not dare to confront me head-on. Now I feel like I can break the ring with one punch!"
Feng Jinghong was overjoyed, not only because his body and strength had increased greatly, but after his body became stronger, he felt that the "Infinite Tribulation Finger" that had not changed for a long time also had a hint of imminence, as if there was something new.
Something is going to appear.
"Great! In this way, I won't be afraid in this Ten Thousand Immortals Conference. With my current strength, even in the early stage of Nascent Soul, I can definitely fight head-on without falling behind. What can I do if I have artistic conception? True Yuan
Cooperating with the physical body, my strength can be increased ten times. What will happen if more than a million kilograms of strength is added to a person? Even the Nascent Soul stage can't resist it, right?"
After putting away the blinding magic weapon, Feng Jinghong stood up with a happy face, but was greeted by the strange looks of Ye Qingxin and others.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my face?"
Feng Jinghong thought there was something on her face.
"No, I'll go over there and say hello to them. Sister Qingxin, please go with me."
Youyou wrinkled her lovely Yao nose and walked towards Long Xiaoyin. For the first time, Ye Qingxin had no objection and followed her.
"Senior brother..."
"Junior brother, there are some old friends of mine over there. I'll go over and take a look and come back later."
Qi Feitian was also very surprised and turned around and left.
"Jianfeng, what's wrong, I..."
Before Feng Jinghong finished speaking, Wan Jianfeng, Ling Yun, and Feng Wuji turned around and ran away as if they had seen monsters, saying they were following Youyou to see what the disciples of the famous sect looked like.
"What's so good to see? They are all taller than me. Really, it's not in good taste to have such a handsome young man for you to see, and to go see them!"
"Ahem!"
While Feng Jinghong was talking to himself, Pang Wuliang, who had been lying on the ground, coughed a few times. He was originally in a coma due to exhaustion and it would take him at least a day and a night to wake up, but he didn't expect to wake up early.
"Hey, Brother Pang, you're awake!"
"Ahem, what does this smell like? It stinks like hell. Can I not wake up? If I don't wake up, I won't die in the battle, but I will be suffocated to death by this strange stench."
Pang Wuliang looked around with disgust until he saw Feng Jinghong in front of him. He put his hands on the ground and used his hands and feet. He took a few steps back and asked in horror: "Brother Feng, what's wrong with you? Why do you stink so much?"
"What? Smells?"
Only then did Feng Jinghong understand why Ye Qingxin and others looked weird, and they all went to "say hello" to their friends at the same time.
This is not a greeting, it is clearly to avoid yourself.
Suck! Suck!
Feng Jinghong turned his head to his shoulder and took two sharp breaths. A pungent stench instantly reached his brain, almost causing him to faint.
"Ahem, this, Brother Pang, who knew it would be like this, but I just regained my strength, so be it, I'll take a shower."
Feng Jinghong smiled awkwardly, and without waiting for Pang Wuliang to say anything, he quickly took out the blindfold magic weapon, attracted a large amount of water element energy from the air, turned it into a huge water ball, and hid in it and took a bath.
"Huh, I didn't expect that just one body tempering would be so embarrassing. How can I still have the majesty of my master in front of these boys in the future? Oh, what a tragedy!"
Feng Jinghong thought distressedly, but forgot that he was not much older than Wan Jianfeng and the others.
Coming back from the blinding magic weapon ### again, looking at Pang Wuliang who looked wary, Feng Jinghong laughed and cursed angrily: "Does my smell smell that bad? I want you to look at me as if you are facing a formidable enemy!"
"It's not that there is, it's simply that!"
Pang Wuliang looked frightened and looked at Feng Jinghong suspiciously.
"This will be fine. It's just some impurities that were decomposed in the body just now. Smell it!"
"Brother Feng, what are you talking about?"
Just as the two were arguing, the woman in purple who had been chasing Pang Wuliang flew down from the ring, and she also successfully entered the Hidden Dragon Ranking.
"Qing Qian, don't go there, the smell is too..."
Before Pang Wuliang could finish speaking, a woman named Qing Qian was already standing next to Feng Jinghong.
"What does it smell like? There's no smell? What's wrong?"
"No taste?"
Seeing the woman in purple looking at him strangely, Pang Wuliang smiled awkwardly, touched his head and walked over.
"It's nothing. Your Brother Feng's strength has improved just now. I was joking with him. Come on, let me introduce you. This is Feng Jinghong. Brother Feng. This is He Qingqian and Junior Sister He from Baicao Hall."
"I've met Brother Feng!"
"Junior Sister He is so polite!"
The two of them exchanged polite greetings before focusing their conversation on the Hidden Dragon List.
"Brother Wuliang, what will you do this time?"
"Don't worry about me. I'm not strong enough and I can't blame others. Besides, if I can help you, it's not in vain. It's just that the next qualifying match will be much more intense. When the time comes, you can do what you can and save yourself for the chaos later.
strength."
"After Junior Sister He entered the Qianlong Ranking, there are only eight spots left. Now is it time for those hiding in the dark to take action?"
"Oh, Brother Feng knows?"
Pang Wuliang looked at Feng Jinghong in surprise.
"Haha, how is it possible that the four famous sects and three cities in Huazhou don't have one or two peerless geniuses? Although the strength of those who were defeated by me is pretty good, they are far from the strength that a wealthy sect should have. Feng
You still have some eyesight."
"Hey, since Brother Feng has guessed it, it's not a violation for me to tell you. Yes, there are leading disciples from the four sects and three cities, but they are all waiting, firstly to retain their strength, and secondly to be faster
To enter the Hidden Dragon Ranking, just like me and Qing Qian, just beat the player with the most wins!"
"Oh, are the Four Sects and Three Cities the strongest sects in Huazhou's cultivation world?"
"Of course, as for the Piaomiao Peak, it was moved here not long ago. It is just a fake sect, but it is much stronger than the ordinary cultivating sects, so it calls itself a sect. As for our aristocratic families, their strength is of course
It is not as powerful as the sect, but because it is backed by the Donghua Dynasty, it can barely support the scene."
Pang Wuliang hesitated for a moment, looked around, and continued.