Zhao Tianle took several Zhao family members with him, holding a book in his hand, and carefully put the medicinal materials into the cauldron one by one according to the records in it.
"Ningqi Powder" is a low-grade elixir of the Huang class. It is of very low grade and can be brewed by ordinary small families. Of course, if there was the goatee shopkeeper Zhang in charge, the whole process would be much easier. Unfortunately, shopkeeper Zhang was
Zhao Tianle left in anger, and now he could only go into battle in person.
Standing at the top of the steps was a middle-aged man dressed in black. This man had a square nose, broad eyes, and a majestic appearance. His tall body exuded an indescribable power, like a volcano about to erupt.
If it moves, the mountains will collapse and the earth will crack.
This person is Ye Feng's father's sworn younger brother, Zhao Dapeng, the owner of Zhaojiazhuang. His cultivation has reached the last level of the warrior realm - the transparent realm.
"Tianle, there are many treasures among the medicinal materials collected this time. The effect of the brewed 'Qi Ning Powder' must be very good. You did a good job!" After looking at the list of medicinal materials, Zhao Dapeng nodded with satisfaction.
Zhao Tianle stepped forward in three steps and said flatteringly: "It is a major matter for the young master to cultivate martial arts. How dare you slack off? The young master only needs to take the Ning Qi Powder to break through from the fourth level of blood exchange to the fifth level. That's it."
Firstly, the Feiyun Sect will open a sect to accept disciples in one month, I’m afraid the young master’s chances are not small..."
"You are interested, but if you want to pass the examination of Feiyun Sect, your cultivation level at the fifth level of Qi Transformation is still too weak." Zhao Dapeng closed the list and shook his head gently.
Zhao Lun's five martial arts talents are much better than Zhao Dapeng's, but if he wants to get ahead, how can he stay in a remote place like Zhaojiazhuang?
You must join the sect.
One month later, "Feiyun Sect", one of the three major first-class sects in the county, opened its doors to accept disciples. It was said that this time it would recruit five places in Barit City. Zhao Dapeng felt that this was an opportunity. However, Chen and Liu in the city,
Wang San, a great martial arts family,
The foundation strength is much higher than that of Zhaojiazhuang. The three families combined have more than ten disciples of the right age who have reached the "Qi Transformation Realm" cultivation level. Zhao Lun wants to stand out among this group of disciples of the aristocratic family, relying on his current cultivation level
Far from enough.
But at this moment, Zhao Dapeng didn't have much worry on his face, and he was obviously confident.
"You are here to watch, and the elixir will be sent in as soon as it is successfully brewed. The sooner you take this 'Qi Ning Powder', the stronger the effect will be. If you leave it for a long time, the potency will be lost." It takes a whole night to refine it, and it has just started now.
After taking a look at the steaming cauldron, Zhao Dapeng warned cautiously.
"Don't worry, owner of the village. This villain will definitely take care of this matter for the owner of the village without batting an eyelid." Zhao Tianle assured, patting his chest.
"Well, work hard. When Lun'er becomes a disciple of the Feiyun Sect, my Zhao family will definitely be famous in Bali City. By then, it will be so prosperous that it may become the fourth aristocratic family in Bali City." Having said this, Zhao Dapeng suddenly
His eyes sharpened, his words changed, and his tone was full of solemnity, "However, letting Lun'er enter the Qi Transformation Realm as soon as possible is the key to success. Anyone who messes up this matter will be killed!"
"Yes, yes..." Zhao Tianle twisted his fat body and shivered involuntarily.
The owner of the village nodded majestically, turned around and opened the door to the side.
Zhao Lun is meditating in this room. For Zhao Lun, entering the "Qi Transformation Realm" is the top priority at the moment. Only by taking this step, one month later, will he be qualified to compete with the children of aristocratic families in the county.
male……
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While the medicine-making campaign was in full swing in the Zhao family compound, Ye Feng had returned to the Great Black Forest again.
At this moment, his face, including the skin on his body, was as red as blood, and there was a line of light red blood surging above his head. From a distance, it looked like steam was billowing out.
This is a sign of "blood smoke" that can only occur when one has reached the fourth level of warrior "blood exchange realm".
The blood in his body was almost boiling, surging crazily in his meridians, making Ye Feng feel as if his entire body was about to burst.
Blood transfusion is not as simple as imagined. During this process, the blood is converted into blood essence, and the energy is overflowing. The blood is instantly stronger several times. Once the body's protection is not controlled, there is a real danger of squeezing the skin and bursting the body.
After all, Ye Feng had not been practicing martial arts for a long time. Although his strength was very strong, his physique did not meet the standards for promotion, which made him encounter trouble in his training for the first time.
The excess energy must be released. After taking a deep breath, Ye Feng stood up.
Cluck cluck...
The bones made a brittle sound, and an irrepressible breath burst out, as if they couldn't bear it and were about to fall apart.
Ye Feng took a few steps forward, gritted his teeth, and punched a small tree as thick as a bowl.
The little tree swayed non-stop, its leaves flying in all directions.
He kicked it twice again, causing a piece of gravel to rise on the ground.
However, this result did not satisfy Ye Feng. He felt that the energy consumed was far less than what was converted. If it were delayed for a while, his body would be unable to bear it.
what to do?
His mind was spinning wildly, and suddenly, an idea flashed across his mind.
As soon as he gritted his teeth, he already had the "Fist of the King of Beasts", which was said to be a Xuan-level martial art, in his hand. Ye Feng quickly opened the first page.
There is only a human figure painted on it, with the left leg stretched forward, the right knee bent, the body leaning forward, the back like a bow, and the two hands raised one after another on both sides of the head, curved like horns.
The first form of the King of Beasts Fist: "Barbarian Bull Crouching".
He did it as shown in the picture. Suddenly, Ye Feng felt that his body was being pulled and hurt, but the blood that was constantly flowing in his body seemed to be buffered, which eliminated a lot of the boiling feeling.
it works!
He felt slightly happy, endured the severe pain, held his breath for a few breaths, and then punched out with both fists on the top of his head.
"Crack!"
There was a crisp sound, and the pine tree as thick as a calf in front of him broke.
Ye Feng was startled.
This explosive power is more than twice as strong as before. Could it be that this martial skill really belongs to the Xuanji level? No wonder the unruly girl said that she was incapable of practicing it.
But this was not the time to think about this. After moving for a while, he closed his fists and started practicing again.
The first move is "Brutal Bull crouching".
The second move is "The Black Tortoise Pulls the Mountain".
The third move is "old bear hugging waist".
There are twelve moves recorded in the whole book. However, after practicing the first three moves, the fourth move "Flying Crane Spreads Wings", Ye Feng could not do it in any way as mysterious as the figure in the painting.
Power.
It seems that the realm has not yet been reached.
Ye Feng didn't insist on it. He originally practiced martial arts to consume the excess blood in his body. At this moment, his body no longer had the same feeling of swelling and cracking, and his goal was achieved.
He practiced the previous three moves over and over again, no matter how many times he practiced them. All the muscles and bones in his body were growing vigorously like seedlings watered by the spring rain.