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Chapter 3 Yang Zhengyu

Chen Feng fell to the ground, the bursts of pain from his body almost made him faint, but he insisted on opening his eyes wide, looking at those who beat him, these people, one day, will be punished for what they did pay the price. ╠26nbsp;╣

Zhang Qiang's actions attracted a lot of spectators. Everyone gathered together and looked at everything in front of them excitedly.

"Wang Qiang, use your strength, kill this guy with incomplete spiritual roots!"

"Haha, Chen Feng, are you a man, fight back!"

The surrounding crowd had excitement, bloodthirsty, disdain, and disgust on their faces, but they were more jealous and contemptuous of those with incomplete spiritual roots.

For a cultivator, the spiritual root is extremely important. The spiritual root is an innate thing. He can determine the speed at which the cultivator absorbs spiritual energy. That is to say, the greater the spiritual root, the greater the achievement.

But between immortal cultivators and mortals, there are still some special groups of people, they are those with incomplete spiritual roots.

This kind of people are qualified to practice, but it is very difficult for them to really practice. Often, many people have never reached the first level of Qi training stage in their entire lives. Even if they are lucky enough to get some panacea, their cultivation base will not be too high .

Because of this characteristic, it leads to the sorrow of this kind of people. Immortal cultivators look down on them, and mortals are jealous of them, and the most terrifying thing is that immortal cultivators generally disdain to attack ordinary people, but for this kind of people with incomplete spiritual roots, it is difficult to attack them. No scruples.

"Enough, do you want to kill him?" Suddenly a cold voice came.

Zhang Qiang paused slightly, turned his head to look at the person who came, and saw a handsome young man in a coarse cloth gown, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, looking at him with a face full of frost.

"Yang Zhengyu, let me tell you, you don't want him to meddle in other people's business. Don't think that your elder sister can be arrogant because she is an outer disciple. There are many people who are stronger than her!"

Zhang Qiang obviously didn't want to challenge this young man named Yang Zhengyu, although he said it was rude, but he already stopped and wanted to kick him out.

"Zhang Qiang, what do you mean, I want to deal with you trash, and I need help from others?" Yang Zhengyu sneered, his voice extremely cold.

"Huh, isn't it just a fluke to enter the second floor of the Qi training period? What's so great about it!"

Zhang Qiang curled his lips, then turned his head to face Chen Feng, spit, and walked away in disdain. Xu Gouzi and others, seeing their master leaving, followed closely behind and rushed into the crowd.

"It's okay, I'm late!" Yang Zhengyu stretched out his hand to help Chen Feng up, his eyes full of apology.

Looking at the only friend in his memory, Chen Feng felt warm and almost shed tears. When Yang Zhengyu's actions were true, Chen Feng was greatly moved.

"Thank you!" Chen Feng was covered in wounds all over his body at this time, and the blood on his body had been mixed with the soil. He smiled at Yang Zhengyu with difficulty, but that smile was not much better than crying.

"Come with me. Since I reached the second floor of the Qi training period, I have already applied for dozens of management positions. I was going to find you, but I didn't expect it."

"Well, okay, after I finish today's work, I will go to see Senior Brother Wang Heng with you!"

"You are already like this, what are you doing? Go, come and find Wang Heng with me now!" Yang Zhengyu was very dissatisfied with Chen Feng's attitude. Although he knew that he was cowardly before, he was still timid here today. of.

"No, I must finish it today!" To Yang Zhengyu's surprise, Chen Feng did not intend to leave, but his attitude was very firm.

"why?"

"Because I have a reason to do it, believe me, I will find you when I finish my work today!"

After all, without waiting for Yang Zhengyu's objection, Chen Feng took the lead and walked towards the distance.

Yang Zhengyu stared at Chen Feng's disappearing figure in a daze, and suddenly a sense of strangeness came to his heart. Although the scenes just now told him that this was Chen Feng, he still felt that Chen Feng had changed.

The bright sunlight shone through the wooden window, but Chen Feng couldn't feel the slightest warmth.

Along the way, the clothes and the wound were firmly stuck together. Whenever Chen Feng took off the clothes, a tearing sensation spread all over Chen Feng's body.

Chen Feng endured the severe pain, walked to the water tank, filled the wooden bucket with clean water, found a clean handkerchief in the room, and gently wiped his body.

The cold water slowly wet Chen Feng's whole body, and bursts of piercing pain kept hitting Chen Feng's heart. He wiped the wound vigorously, as if he wanted to wash the wound in his heart, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't extinguish the pain in his heart. Anger, even the bursts of pain on his body, couldn't stop his desire to become stronger. Maybe only blood can heal the scars in his heart.

Suddenly, a drop of tear fell from the corner of Chen Feng's eye, and under the reflection of the sun, the teardrop shone with crystal splendor.

Chen Feng swung his fist and slammed the wooden barrel, the wooden barrel made a muffled sound, and a pain came from his hand, but Chen Feng ignored it, he hit the wooden barrel crazily, big drops of blood Sprayed out of his hands.

The knocked-off sawdust had penetrated deeply into his flesh, but Chen Feng didn't realize it, and kept smashing and smashing with his scarlet eyes open.

"bump!"

Finally, the wooden barrel shattered under Chen Feng's crazy actions, and Chen Feng also suddenly stopped his movements. He quietly stared at the shattered wooden barrel on the ground, roaring in his heart.

"I want to become stronger, I don't want to suffer this humiliation again, I want to become stronger, I want to trample everyone under my feet, I want to become stronger, I want to become stronger..."

Chen Feng, dressed in a rough green robe, swept all the dirt in front of him into the cesspool, and then poured clean water on the bluestone floor of the hut, and slowly scrubbed the bluestone floor with a broom.

This is already the last one for today, it is getting late at this time, after the delay during the day, tonight, I am afraid that I will have to eat cold water to satisfy my hunger again.

With the last cleaning, the electronic synthesis sound finally sounded in Chen Feng's mind.

The cleaning task has been completed.

At the same time as the electronic synthesizer sounded, a stream of air flowed into Chen Feng's body instantly, and Chen Feng suddenly felt that his body seemed much lighter.

Chen Feng was overjoyed, and he didn't care about anything else. He dropped the utensils in his hands, ran out of the hut, and then sat cross-legged on the open space outside the hut.

A weak airflow### flew out of the dantian, and then carefully looked at the Linghai in the dantian. Sure enough, the Linghai seemed to be stronger than before.

Chen Feng didn't have time to rejoice, and immediately used his spiritual thoughts to guide the airflow to travel through the body and reach the brain, but to Chen Feng's disappointment, although his spiritual power had increased, his spiritual roots did not change at all.

In other words, if I want to improve my strength, it seems that I can only achieve it by constantly completing tasks, but it doesn't matter, as long as I am under Yang Zhengyu's subordinates, I believe that my strength will improve quickly, and maybe I will have the opportunity to enter the outer court , Become a real cultivator.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng withdrew his divine thoughts, slowly opened his eyes, a glint of excitement flashed in his eyes, he ### picked up the tools, and walked towards the sundries yard.

When Chen Feng returned to the sundry yard, it was already dark, and the sundry yard was as quiet as ever, but to Chen Feng's surprise, there was a weak candlelight in his room.

Chen Feng's heart tightened, but after thinking for a while, he still put the tools in the warehouse and walked towards his room.

When Chen Feng opened the door, to Chen Feng's surprise, Yang Zhengyu was sitting in the room bored, and when Yang Zhengyu saw Chen Feng who was covered in stench, he quickly covered his nose and said quickly .

"I haven't eaten yet. I'll save the food for you. Remember to report to me tomorrow!"

After Yang Zhengyu finished speaking, he turned around and ran out of the room, Liu Xi##6 stared blankly at Chen Feng, who was staring at the food on the table...

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