Mixed Martial Arts: Increased Experience, Fighting Wudang with Fists

Song Zhiming, who had made up his mind in his heart, looked at Chen Feng sitting in front of the alchemy furnace again, and the more he looked at it, the more he was happy, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.

The action was so perfect, so fluid.

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Chen Feng didn't care about Song Zhiming's expression, he looked at the Dan furnace seriously, his movements became more and more careful and careful, he had reached the last step of Cheng Dan, he didn't want to be careless at this time, causing his alchemy to fail.

Time passed minute by minute, and Chen Feng didn't dare to take a breath of air, his eyes were fixed on the alchemy furnace.

I saw that in the Dan furnace, all the medicinal materials, under the burning of the fire, appeared drops of medicinal liquid.

And this drop of liquid medicine, under the careful traction of Chen Feng's internal force, is slowly converging and forming.

I saw that the pill was about to take shape, and in the main hall, streams of medicinal incense came out, making people's pores explode, and they wanted to devour it greedily.

Smelling this medicinal fragrance, Chen Feng was overjoyed in his heart, he knew that the elixir he had refined was about to be successfully refined.

And Song Zhiming, who was beside Chen Feng, asked about this medicinal fragrance, and was even more shocked, what a demonic talent this is, watch it twice, and it is about to be successfully refined.

I

couldn't help but admire Chen Feng's talent in my heart, and at the same time, I was even more determined that I must snatch Chen Feng from my senior brother.

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Through the traction of internal force, the pill has been formed, the

flame has been extinguished, I saw Xuanjian take out a porcelain bottle, open the pill furnace, and take out the pill, a total of eight, Chen Feng sighed a little disappointed, it seems that he still needs to work hard (experience improvement).

Song Zhiming on the side saw that Chen Feng's

Cheng Dan had eight, and he almost jumped up on the spot with joy, but when Song Zhiming saw Chen Feng's sad face, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "My good nephew, what's wrong with you, don't you understand?"

Hearing the call in his ear, Chen Feng came back to his senses and said to Song Zhiming, "There is no uncle, I am just thinking, why did I practice eight pills without any mistakes?"

Looking at Chen Feng's confused expression, Song Zhiming twitched the corners of his mouth rather helplessly, and said embarrassedly, "Senior nephew, in fact, we have normal alchemy, a medicinal herb, only one pill can be produced, like yours, there are eight pills in an example, no one can look at its back for thousands of years, you are still not satisfied, are you deliberately hitting Uncle Shi?"

When Chen Feng heard his uncle say this, the corners of his mouth twitched, he originally thought that his alchemy technique was not mature enough, but he didn't expect that he was hanging and blowing up the sky, a furnace of eight pills, so he would not worry about the pill in the future.

When the time comes, others will find themselves to refine the pill, and after refining themselves, they will give him one and leave seven for themselves, just thinking about it will already make money.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth anymore, and began to wildly, which was even more difficult to suppress than AK.

Seeing that the uncle next to him was already full of black lines, Chen Feng was not embarrassed to laugh, and hurriedly bowed down and saluted, "Thank you Uncle for your .......guidance."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Feng felt an internal force in his body, which was messing around, and hurriedly took out a branch of Huiqi Pill and subdued it, and immediately sat down cross-legged, running Wudang Wuji Gong, guiding the internal force to operate, impacting the barrier of Jiupin, and with the continuous influx of spiritual power around him, Chen Feng continued to compress, operate, and impact.

Song Zhiming saw Chen Feng like this, and also knew that Chen Feng was about to break the mirror, and sighed that while Chen Feng was a demonic talent, he also envied his senior brother's luck and accepted such an outstanding apprentice.

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As time passes, minute by minute.

The cyclone around Chen Feng was also gradually subsiding, and Song Zhiming knew that Chen Feng had succeeded, and he had entered the door of the martial arts, and since then he has been separated from all living beings.

As the surroundings completely calmed down, Chen Feng slowly opened his eyes and felt the power in his body, which was unprecedentedly powerful.

Standing up again, there was a crackling sound.

Looking at the changes in himself, Chen Feng was overjoyed, and hurriedly wanted Song Zhiming to bow down, wanting to leave quickly, so that he could return to his bamboo house to cultivate, so that his martial arts could go further.

However, Song Zhiming, who saw his thoughts, how could he let him leave like this, and hurriedly interrupted Chen Feng's salute, grabbed Chen Feng and quickly flew towards the location of the master.

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There was still some distance from the main hall, but I heard a shout from the air, "Senior brother, senior brother, come out quickly." "

Following the prestige, I saw Chen Feng being held in Song Zhiming's hands like a little chicken, and no matter how hard Chen Feng struggled, he couldn't break free.

Wang

Chonglou, who heard the shouts, also came out of the main hall, and at a glance, Wang Zhiming, who was in a hurry, seemed to be carrying something in his hand, and when he looked at it, it was actually his own personal disciple, especially Chen Feng had a look of lovelessness on his face.

Wang Chonglou was speechless for a moment, and said in his heart, what is this!

hurriedly shouted, "Senior brother, why are you in such a hurry?" "

"But the apprentice has caused trouble for you. Before Song Zhiming could answer, Wang Chonglou, who was afraid that Chen Feng would make trouble, asked again.

"If you make trouble, senior brother will help you punish you, it's better to put the apprentice down first, he's just a child, don't hurt him. "

Hearing Wang Chonglou's three questions, Chen Feng and Song Zhiming looked embarrassed.

Song Zhiming and Chen Feng hurriedly bowed down to say hello

"Hello Master. "

"Good boss. "

As soon as Chen Feng raised his body, he saw Song Zhiming running to Wang Chonglou's side, holding his shoulders, walking to the side, and whispering something.

I saw the two of them looking back at themselves in surprise from time to time, which made Chen Feng confused.

However, the

two didn't say anything, and Chen Feng didn't dare to ask, so he could only wait in place with nothing to do.

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At the same time, Wang Zhiming said to Wang Chonglou, "Senior brother, why don't you let this disciple to me, I will refine 2 more bottles of pills for you every month." "

Hearing that Wang Zhiming offered such a price in exchange for Chen Feng as a disciple, he also looked back at Chen Feng in surprise, and said, "Senior brother, what did the apprentice do to alarm you and offer such a price." "