Yang Feng began to train his body in the inn room, using medicinal baths to train his body.
In a bathtub made of wooden barrels, most of Yang Feng's body was soaked in the medicinal solution.
Five-hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, thirty-year-old Qingling grass, and a fifty-year-old Vitality Fruit. He exchanged these for the corresponding value of the elixir given by Zhuxian University, otherwise he wouldn’t even have the liquid. Gotta soak.
"Comfortable! Are you sure this medicinal bath is really effective?"
Yang Feng felt the comfort in his body and couldn't help but wonder if this bad old man was lying to him. This was not training at all, but clearly enjoying himself.
"Young boy Yang, you are the first person who dares to doubt me. Use it as you like, and don't push me down. I thought that others were sending me exercises and elixirs just to ask for medicine. It's better for you, boy. You don’t know how blessed you are when you are in the midst of blessings.”
Hearing Yang Feng's question, Canxian was immediately unhappy.
I remember back then... Hehehehe! When it came to this kid, he was angry.
"Uh, the best immortal in the mortal world, I'm just kidding, come and increase the potion for me, I can still bear it."
Yang Feng moaned contentedly in the barrel while shouting that the medicine was not effective enough.
"Boy Yang, do you believe that I will beat you to death?"
He was so in need of a beating that Yang Feng, lying in the bathtub, felt that the pores all over his body were open.
The originally blocked acupoints were quietly opened under the influence of the mild medicine. There were 365 acupoints all over the body. Yang Feng had unknowingly opened 300 acupoints, reaching the seventh level of the physical realm and possessing a huge body. force.
Because it was so comfortable, Yang Feng fell into a deep sleep in the bathtub.
It wasn't until evening that I woke up from the bathtub. The water in the bathtub had become a little turbid due to the addition of various medicinal materials, but now all the medicinal power had been absorbed by Yang Feng, leaving only a bucket of clear water.
Quickly getting dressed, Yang Feng left the inn. There was an unwritten rule in this deserted city's inn, which was not to stay with any outsiders.
As soon as Yang Feng went out, he saw two big men preparing to break in. He didn't pay much attention at the moment.
At this time, Gu Qianqian had already left the inn and went to the place they had agreed on before.
The scarlet moon rises and the Blood Cloaks begin their 'nightlife'.
The street is lonely and deserted, the silence is deep and desolate, and the soul is chilling.
"Hey! We, the people of the Great Sage Academy, must be the leaders of the times, be at the forefront, and lead the way."
With a dark iron rod and a yellow robe armor, he stepped on the rod and flew into the air, so domineering.
Behind them were a group of strange-looking boys and girls wearing yellow robes and holding iron rods.
In front of them, this road is the only way for the Blood Cloak.
Want to join the Blood-killing Cloak? Yang Feng is already immune to this kind of scene.
Every time, he said the most awesome things and received the most severe beatings.
But the leader of the Great Saint Academy can do it! He can actually fly with a stick, so his strength must not be much weaker.
After thinking for a while, Yang Feng planned to hide and watch the show.
This kind of melon-eating crowd never gets tired of doing it.
After a while, the bloody cloak appeared, still with the broken sword, and the conspicuous bloody cloak.
"If you dare to stand in the way of the messenger, you will die!"
The battle is about to break out.
Under the blood moon, similar battles took place in dozens of streets. Where there is oppression, there will be resistance.
Regardless of whether they are immortal cultivators or demon cultivators, after they obtain power that is different from other people in the world, they lose their minds due to their blind trust in the power.
"Messengers? We, the Great Sage Academy, are attacking envoys like you who claim to be noble."
"One stick opens the sky!"
The dark iron rod suddenly became as thick as a wrist, then it was aimed at the blood cloak's head and struck with a stick.
Simply hitting people with weight is comparable to the Lingsha Sword in Yang Feng's hand.
An iron rod as thick as a wrist hit the blood cloak, making a metallic collision sound. The leader of the Great Saint Academy was shocked to the point that his hands were numb, while the blood cloak, who was struck by the sap, only took half a step back.
Which one is strong and which one is weak can be known at a glance.
"Damn it! Can't a high-grade treasure weapon do anything to him?"
"Everyone use the transformation technique quickly."
I saw the leader of the sap knocker let out a loud shout after he stabilized his figure.
The freshmen of the Great Sage Academy looked at each other, then made a spell and murmured something.
A halo of light rose around each student, and then something incredible happened.
"Holy shit! I turned into Sun Wukong?!"
A group of monkeys and people from the Great Sage Academy all turned into a group of monkeys holding iron rods, and their bodies became more and more flexible.
"Female monkey?"
Yang Feng looked at the girl who turned into a monkey, and the word popped out of his mouth for no reason.
"Boy Yang, this superficial transformation technique should be an ancient inheritance that enhances the physical body. It's just that these novices in front of us have only scratched the surface."
Canxian's words rang in Yang Feng's heart.
"Transformation Technique? Do you have any Transformation Technique? I want the one that can make me taller and more powerful."
Looking at the new students of the Great Sage Academy who had transformed into monkeys and possessed monkey characteristics, Yang Feng showed a hint of envy on his face.
"Hey! Young man, you are biting off more than you can chew. You should first practice the "Five Elements Spiritual Art" I gave you. As for this transformation technique! It's not suitable for you yet."
Canxian didn't give Yang Feng a chance and just dodged him.
The scene of a group of monkeys holding iron rods and smashing at the blood cloak was quite spectacular. Unfortunately, the blood cloak was extremely defensive.
"Damn it! Where is the damn Blood Pattern Master hiding?"
The blood pattern master is the key to providing the blood cloak with combat power. As the saying goes, to capture the thief first, capture the king, and to shoot the man first, shoot the horse. As long as the blood pattern master is caught, the blood cloak will naturally defeat itself.
"Blood, wash away sins! Give me divine power to cleanse away sins!"
An ancient chant sounded, and the dim blood lines on the cloak began to glow again.
Seeing this, Yang Feng spotted a man wearing a ring in a blood cloak.
The ancient chanting sound came from his mouth.
"die!"
Yang Feng appeared out of the air holding a broken sword. The three hundred kilogram broken sword directly hit the blood pattern master hidden in the blood cloak, causing blood to spurt out.
Even Yang Feng himself didn't expect that a day's medicinal bath would actually improve his physical strength so much.
The group of freshmen from the Great Saint Academy seized the opportunity and began to counterattack. Without the blessing of the blood pattern master, the blood cloak was quickly defeated.
"Zombie! Die."
The leading freshman of the Great Saint Academy was the first to recover his original form, and then smashed the blood cloak's turtle shell with a stick.
Then the other freshmen returned to their true form and looked at Yang Feng with fearful expressions, not daring to relax the iron rod in their hands.
"Thank you for the rescue. May I ask your name?"
The leader looked at Yang Feng with eyes full of gratitude, because if Yang Feng hadn't interrupted and eliminated the blood pattern master just now, their group might have been eaten alive by the blood cloaks composed of twenty people. .
"I don't dare to take my given name seriously. I am Yang Feng of Zhuxian University."
The relationship between the Great Sage College and Zhuxian University has always been good, which is why Yang Feng took action. He learned it from the history books of Zhuxian University.
"It turns out you are from Zhuxian University. You must be a freshman in the sword cultivation department, right?"
The leader had an earthy face and wore a yellow robe and battle armor. From a distance, he looked like an ancient general, but up close, he looked a little childish.
