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Chapter 8 Hong Xing Big Brother

Vermilion fruit is born in Daze in the mountains and rivers. It has a round and bright red color. It blooms for a hundred years, bears fruit for a hundred years, and matures for a hundred years.

That is to say, a mature vermilion fruit needs to grow for at least 300 years. The older it is, the better the medicinal effect. Ordinary people can prolong their life by eating it, and increase their lifespan by 20 years. Warriors can increase their skills by one year if eating it.

However, Zhao Nanshan didn't intend to use Zhu Guo to improve his skills, but planned to use Zhu Guo Yijin to wash his marrow and strengthen his physique, because this is the most suitable way to use Zhu Guo, and it is purely wasteful to use it to improve his skills.

Because cultivation is like building a house. Only by laying a solid foundation can the floors be built higher.

If there is no matching foundation, it will only be counterproductive to increase one's skill for nothing. Let alone whether you can improve in the future, or you will go crazy, explode and die, and your cultivation will turn into water.

Regardless of Zhao Nanshan's current pure yang physique, he is no longer inferior to Liu Jiehui, who is born with a unicorn arm, but no one will dislike his own foundation, right?

"When I was promoted to Xiantian two years ago, I took two vermilion fruits and accidentally cultivated a pure yang body, but I still felt a little weak. I always felt that my physique was not perfect enough. I hope this vermilion fruit can make pure yang The body is full..."

Zhao Nanshan didn't have such a strange feeling when he broke through just now, but when he was making a breakthrough some time ago, he felt uneasy from the bottom of his heart. It seemed that breaking through from the mid-innate to the late stage would squeeze his own potential, and it would be difficult to become a great master in the future.

That is, the Dragon Gate Realm.

The Dragon Gate Realm refers to the true qi that settles in the sea of ​​qi in the dantian, and finally condenses into a stream of essence, which flows upstream in the body, like a carp jumping over the dragon gate. If it succeeds, it will transform into a dragon;

Of course, turning true energy into a dragon is not really transforming a dragon, but to condense true energy into true essence, and then to condense true essence into pills. It is called the finishing touch after "Carp Leaping over the Dragon's Gate".

Cultivate a golden elixir, that is, a real person.

There are quite a few great masters in the martial arts world on Hong Kong Island, but Jindan Daoist has none on the surface, but in fact there should be two or three.

For example, Cheng Xiaodong's master, Old Man Xiaoyao, must have been cultivated above the Longmen Realm. He might be a Jindan Daoist, or a Huashen Zhenjun, but he was used to being unrestrained and often pretended to be an old beggar.

Zhao Nanshan and his cheap sister once met the old man Xiaoyao, and there was always a feeling of déjà vu, like the sloppy old beggar in the movie Kung Fu before time travel...

"Well, who farted, it stinks!"

"not me."

"It's not me either."

"It seems to be floating from the opposite side."

"..."

In the middle of the night, the prisoners on the third floor of the store were woken up by the stench, and started muttering from embarrassment.

Opposite Tongpu is a row of small cells, a total of thirteen cells, but only seven people live in them.

Although there are not many people, there is no one to mess with.

Therefore, the prisoners in Tongpu didn't dare to ask questions when they found that the smell came from the single room.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the iron door of the No. [-] small cell was violently pushed open, and a man with a big head, a resolute face, and a muscular body walked out. He smelled a ferocious wolf's head on his chest, and he was not easy to provoke.

"I don't sleep in the middle of the night, what kind of shit is shit, it stinks to death."

The man followed the source of the smell, swearing and walking towards the No. 9 cell.

When the prisoners in the shop saw this person, they subconsciously shut their mouths, and then whispered.

"Brother Hong Xing has lost his temper."

"Now there's a good show to watch!"

"Brother Datou usually treats people well, but he is a bit sleepy. Anyone who disturbs his sleep will definitely have a bad life..."

"Those ignorant newcomers half a year ago were beaten to death by Brother Big Head because they disturbed Brother Big Head's dream. If Brother Big Head didn't want to take care of things, how could it be Brother Wolf's turn to be the team leader on the third floor?"

"Brother Huanlang, he was beaten to death this afternoon, don't you know?"

"What, Brother Wolf is dead?"

"Isn't that going to kill a lot of people?"

There are very few newcomers in Xicang, and all the prisoners are old prisoners. It is very clear what kind of bloody storm will be set off after the death of the team leader. Anyone who has the ability to take over as the team leader may be attacked at any time and be brutally killed.

As long as there is no competition for a new team leader, there will be no peaceful life.

"Not on the third floor, not necessarily on the fourth floor."

A well-informed prisoner said mysteriously.

The other prisoners were at a loss.

The big head, who doesn't like to be in charge, suddenly heard that Brother Lang was killed, his face showed a trace of astonishment, but he quickly returned to normal, walked to the door of the small cell No. 9, and shouted through the small window: "New here, you……"

The big head opened up the conversation box with his front foot, but he suppressed the swear words with his back foot.

Because, he saw an incredible scene.

I saw Zhao Nanshan in the small prison cell, sitting naked on the ground, surrounded by golden mist, lying on his dantian with his hands, and practicing with his eyes closed.

Of course, this is not the point, the point is that Zhao Nanshan is dripping with black sweat.

And that's where the stench comes from!

"He is a breakthrough innate, easy to wash..."

"No, his aura is very strong. When Haonan was promoted to Xiantian, his aura was not so terrifying. He definitely didn't just break through. What's going on?"

Datou is also a martial artist, proficient in Iron Head Kungfu and Bajiquan. Although he is only acquired ninefold, his good brother Chen Haonan is an innate master.

Back then, it was him and Datian Erhu's method for Chen Haonan to retreat and break through the innate.

Therefore, he is very clear that only when warriors rebel against their innate nature can their physical bodies undergo transformation, tendons and marrows will be changed, and their physique will be greatly improved.

However, the people in the small cell No. 9 obviously haven't just broken through, so why are they still undergoing metamorphosis and cleansing their bodies?

"Could it be that he just took the spirit fruit?"

The big head couldn't help thinking.

I remember that in the dream half an hour ago, I seemed to smell a strange fragrance, but the strange fragrance came and disappeared quickly, so he didn't pay much attention to it. Now that I think about it, this possibility is really possible.

In addition to being promoted to innate ability to change tendons and wash marrow, only the legendary spiritual fruit can allow warriors to rewash their marrow and improve their physique.

Thinking of this, a light flashed in the big head's eyes.

"This person has such a cultivation level at such a young age, and he can still produce a spiritual fruit. Obviously, he is not an extraordinary person."

"It seems that Xicang will soon be in chaos."

Datou has a certain status in Hongxing, and his knowledge is not bad, so he doesn't believe from the bottom of his heart that such a young and promising young master will be imprisoned for his crimes, even if he is an evil master.

As long as he does not practice evil martial arts, he will not be suppressed by the righteous way. Even if he goes on a crooked way and commits a crime, there are still people who will help him.

The chances of going to jail are very small.

Zhao Nanshan, who is elegant in temperament and handsome in appearance, obviously cannot commit crimes in a crooked way.A young master with a high level of cultivation suddenly entered the Kokubun Prison, there must be some unknown secrets.

Ninety-nine out of ten are undercover agents.

It's not just him who thinks this way, the king of Xicang, Huang Quan, also has this idea.

If Huang Quan hadn't witnessed Zhao Nanshan's murder three months ago, he wouldn't have dared to take him to Xicang.

(End of this chapter)