Gao Wu: Landing 3,000 Years Into the Future

Time waits for no one.

In the deep dream world, Lin Feng began to read the three exercises quickly and memorized them word by word.

Then, he seemed to see a new hall on the road of cultivation, and was completely shocked by the imaginative and magnificent concepts in it.

"The astrological body-building technique sets the human body as a microcosm. As the muscles and bones are tempered, the acupuncture points of the human body will be lit up."

"The acupuncture points of the human body are like burning stars in the universe."

"When an acupuncture point is lit up, it can have the power of an ancient giant elephant, which is a force of ten thousand pounds."

"When you practice to a deep level, the density of the flesh will reach an extremely terrifying level, and the blood will be as hot as the stars and as surging as the galaxy."

While muttering, Lin Feng began to try to practice this astrological body-building technique.

The results of practicing in dreams cannot be brought to reality, but if you practice and get familiar with it in advance, you can get started faster when you return to reality.

After trying for a long time, and with the help of the proficiency of the martial corpse memory, Lin Feng barely got started.

"Hoohoo——"

When Lin Feng completed the last move of the "Astrological Body Building Technique", his whole body seemed to be burned by a raging fire, and he couldn't help trembling.

That was the blood and energy all over his body, surging like a huge wave and impacting every inch of his body.

Even the tiny nerves and blood vessels at the fingertips were shaken and trained.

The powerful blood and energy surged.

Accompanied by great pain, Lin Feng let out a painful roar, and in the end, it felt like his soul had left his body.

In the end, although Lin Feng did not "light up" any acupuncture points on his body, he could clearly feel that his blood and energy had increased again.

The effect of this set of body building techniques can be said to be immediate.

This is much better than the body building techniques released by the World Martial Alliance that he practiced before.

If the effect of the previous body-building technique was 1.

This "Astrological Body-building Technique" created by a level 11 star realm warrior has an effect of at least 1000.

Of course.

Maybe this body-building technique is too overbearing.

It exceeded the limit of Lin Feng's body. After practicing a set, he felt that his body was falling apart and collapsed to the ground.

"Phoenix Breathing Method..."

According to the record of the Phoenix Breathing Method given by the optical brain.

Between Lin Feng's breath.

Begin to change the rhythm.

As if it were a unique rhythm.

In the nose.

It seemed that there was thunder and fire inhaling and exhaling.

Absorbing external energy crazily to replenish the body.

Behind him, there was blood and qi spreading on the surface of the skin. Indistinctly, it seemed to outline a shape, evolving into the wings of the Phoenix, spreading its wings high in the sky.

After a few minutes, Lin Feng completely mastered the breathing rhythm, and his recovery speed was amazing.

With every breath, a faint red light flickered on the surface of his skin, as if it had condensed into a set of "protective light curtains"!

"It's amazing!!"

In Lin Feng's mind, he even imagined aThe scene is clear:

"A tenth-level star realm warrior, walking in the air."

"When a powerful warrior breathes, blood and energy surge all over his body, and wings spread behind him, like an immortal bird galloping through the sky, looking down on the world, unstoppable..."

After mastering the body-building technique and breathing method.

Lin Feng began to practice the "Blood Qi Nine Swords Flow". He had no weapons, so he searched nearby and found half a rusty steel bar.

Perhaps because he had absorbed the memory of a martial corpse who was good at using weapons, he quickly mastered the introductory chapter.

When the steel was swung, there was a sound of breaking through the air.

It looked like a piece of black steel, but it was surrounded by blood and energy, which could barely be regarded as the effect of "One Sword Flow".

The next time.

Lin Feng was repeating one thing. When he was tired of training his body with Xingxiang, he used the Phoenix Breathing Method to recover, and then practiced the Nine Swords Secret Technique of Blood Qi. He kept repeating this until he felt exhausted beyond his limit. He was reluctant to wake up.

…

"What's that smell?"

"It stinks."

When Lin Feng woke up, he found that every inch of his skin was covered with a layer of black oily mud.

"Is there still a part of the effect of training in the dream that is transmitted to reality?"

Lin Feng showed a satisfied smile on his face. Martial arts training is a process of cleansing the marrow and removing the hair.

The oil on his body also proved that his strength had improved.

After washing up, he found that he had to take a practical class today. After breakfast, he hurried to school.

He didn't go back to the classroom, but went directly to find Fan Kui.

As soon as they met, Fan Kui handed over a card and said:

"Xiao Feng, take it. This is the extra genius subsidy that the teacher has been pestering the principal for three days to raise for you. It is a total of 40,000."

"Thank you, teacher."

Lin Feng took the card and asked tentatively, "The students are not in class these days. The principal and the grade director are not angry, right?"

Fan Kui still said the same thing: geniuses should have privileges.

In fact, it is not just Lin Feng.

Many geniuses in elite classes often take leave and are not in school most of the time.

They will go to the martial arts hall to practice better in actual combat.

After all, what schools can teach is more theoretical knowledge. No matter how much you talk, it is not as good as practicing more.

"Xiao Feng, tomorrow is the first monthly exam for you senior high school students. You can't be absent and must come on time."

"This monthly exam is related to your scholarship and the importance the school attaches to you."

Fan Kui reminded.

"Remember, that student is leaving first!"

Lin Feng did not attend the practical class. After leaving school, he went straight to the mall in the city center to buy various medicinal materials needed to refine nutritional supplements.

After practicing the Astrology Body Forging Technique, in order to light up the acupuncture points in the body, more huge energy needs to be replenished.

Lin Feng calculated that if he wanted to reach a blood value of 30 and become a third-level warrior.

His own expenses on nutritional supplements would be at least 50 million, or even=100 million yuan.

This gap is too huge.

A few hours later, Lin Feng walked out of a herbal medicine store with a tired expression.

"Herbal medicine is too damn expensive!"

In desperation, he could only continue to visit stores and compare prices, hoping to buy cheap and good herbal medicine.

It was late at night.

Lin Feng was tired and rushed home. He didn't carry all kinds of herbal medicine. The store would deliver them to his door at a specific time.

In this martial arts era, warriors are respected and have a high status.

But the most respected profession is - pharmacist.

If it is known that Lin Feng can also make medicine, it may cause a lot of unnecessary trouble in the future.

The matter of making medicine must be done in secret.

"Murderous aura?"

A person suddenly appeared across the dark road, and a strong murderous aura came towards him.

Lin Feng immediately became alert. The murderous aura was familiar yet strange. Only warriors who had been on the battlefield and experienced bloody storms would be accompanied by the bloody smell. In the dream, Lin Feng was very familiar with this murderous aura.

"You, are Lin Feng?"

The black hair on the man's forehead was like the long tongue of a venomous snake, and his voice was extremely hoarse.

He moved very strangely, with his head tilted to the left. In the dark night, he looked like a ghost who had been hanged.

Lin Feng noticed that there was a 20-centimeter-long crack on the lower left side of the man's neck. The crack was so deep that you could almost see the white bones in the flesh and blood. It seemed that he had been torn by the claws of a strange beast and almost lost his head.

Even the shocking scars were faintly oozing black blood.

This was a desperate man in the martial arts world.

But why did he stop me?

"Are you Lin Feng?"

The man's yellow eyes flashed with fierce light, and his face showed a vicious grin.

"Who are you?"

Faced with Lin Feng's question, the man answered straightforwardly, "My name is Wang Chou!"

This guy is as ugly as his name suggests.

On his long and pockmarked face, his facial features were dislocated, his eyebrows were raised and his eyes were glaring, and his expression was full of ferociousness:

"Lin Feng, I heard that you are a genius. Unfortunately, I have to tell you that someone wants to buy your life and offers a million!"

"Don't worry, I like to kill geniuses the most. I, Wang Chou, promise that I will slowly torture you to death. Don't think about running away. I am a third-level warrior..."

Wang Chou laughed like a devil, which made people's scalps numb.

Someone hired someone to kill someone?

Lin Feng frowned, thinking about running away, while talking, "Who hired you?"

Wang Chou turned a deaf ear.

His ugly face turned into a sickly one, bloodless, yellow like an old newspaper:

"Remember, in the next life, don't be a genius anymore, people will envy and hate you. If there is an afterlife, be an ordinary person!"

In an instant, Wang Chou's figure disappeared on the opposite road.

"Hold——"

The terrible crashing sound tore the tranquility of the night. Lin Feng was like a kite with a broken string. He was blown away by Wang Chou's punch and fell more than ten meters away.

The opponent was too strong.

A fourth-level warrior has a blood value of at least 40 and a combat power index of about 450.

The power of a punch is at least 4500kg.

This punch has a force of nearly 10,000 pounds. Lin Feng couldn't bear it at all. He fell to the curb, his face was ashen, and he vomited blood.

"Chatter——"

"Nothing is more pleasant than seeing a genius die young." Wang Chou bullied him step by step.

"To tell you the truth, this fatal injury on my neck was caused by a so-called genius of the same generation, so I, Wang Chou, swear that geniuses are like pigs and dogs..."

The look on Wang Chou's face revealed unspeakable resentment.

Lin Feng wanted to move, but the other party stepped hard on his ankle and crushed him back and forth.

"Ah——"

The piercing pain made Lin Feng wail and spit blood.