I have a magic pot

"If you have any pressure, you can confide it to me. There is no need to vent it in a way that hurts your body. That... that's not good."

"what……?"

Han Feng was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly remembered.

On that day, when Chu Hanxin saw him practicing the Chiyu Bajutsu, he performed the feat of "hitting the hip with a wooden stake".

Sure enough, Chu Hanxin still misunderstood, thinking that he was under too much pressure, and vented in this perverted way.

"Sister, you misunderstood, I was practicing kung fu!"

Han Feng hurriedly explained, but Chu Hanxin didn't believe it at all, and comforted him.

"Okay, my parents are not here, and my elder sister is my mother. Why are you ashamed in front of me? Seeing that you don't look well, go back and rest first."

Han Feng was still waiting to explain, but was invited out of the room by Chu Hanxin.

Unable to argue, Han Feng had no choice but to go back to the house reluctantly.

Back in the room, Han Feng didn't think too much about it. Holding two spirit stones in his hand, he sat cross-legged and began to practice directly to replenish his exhausted physical strength.

From noon to night, Han Feng's exhaustion eased again, but the weak Qi and blood in his body still did not recover.

The recovery of qi and blood was already slow, so he could only recover quickly by tempering his body with blood spirit crystals and absorbing the pure energy of qi and blood.

Just when Han Feng was planning to go to the backyard to practice the Chiyuba Physical Art.

Outside the backyard wall, there was a sudden cry of "Cuckoo, Cuckoo...".

Han Feng was startled for a moment, then he understood.

Going over the wall from the backyard and walking west for more than a mile, Han Feng saw Xiao Qingluan in a bamboo forest.

At this moment, Xiao Qingluan was wearing a fiery red battle armor, carrying an eight-foot dragon-head guillotine on his back, leaning on a green tree with a tall figure.

Under the moonlight, the armor and weapons reflected the gloomy light, and her black hair fluttered in the wind, which was both a bit lazy and heroic.

Seeing Han Feng approaching, Xiao Qingluan asked casually with a rare smile on his face.

"How is your injury recovery?"

However, when Han Feng saw Xiao Qingluan, he rubbed his hands impatiently and said.

"Well, what about the spirit stone, what about the golden ticket..."

Seeing Han Feng's impatient look, Xiao Qingluan rolled his eyes, and threw a black cloth package behind him to Han Feng.

"It's your share."

Han Feng took it with both hands, weighed it, and couldn't help muttering.

"Why so light?"

When he opened the package, Han Feng's eyes lit up.

Inside the package, apart from a thick stack of gold tickets, there is also a familiar silver medal, which is the silver medal issued by the Union Commercial Bank.

Xiao Qingluan said.

"After the two major gangs were wiped out last night, the seized items were too mixed, and it took us a whole night to count them all.

Then I found a way to exchange these assets into spirit stones, and then deposited them in the Alliance Chamber of Commerce. Your Silver Medal contains a total of [-] spirit stones. You can go to the Alliance Chamber of Commerce to inquire at any time.

There is also a gold ticket worth 100 million gold coins, which we found in a hidden vault of the Flying Eagle Gang. "

Before Xiao Qingluan could speak, Han Feng was already excited.

Four thousand eight hundred spirit stones, plus one million gold coins.

In other words, Han Feng has [-] spirit stones in his hands!

"Damn it, you got rich!"

In an instant, the package that was still light in the hand just now seemed to become heavy.

Han Feng's arms trembled slightly, and he squeezed the package into his arms.

Chapter 177 Martial Arts Journey

Even if he had already estimated in his heart, the family background of the two major gangs must be rich.

But when he actually got the spirit stone and the golden ticket, Han Feng still had the feeling of "knocking on the door with happiness".

And Xiao Qingluan, seeing Han Feng holding the package more carefully than his own son, said angrily and funny.

"By the way, when we destroyed the branch of the Qingyang Gang and the headquarters of the Flying Eagle Gang, we also obtained some exercises and martial arts. Father has already ordered a rubbing copy of them, and I will send them to you later.

If you think there is a problem with the division, you can also come to Lieyan to check the list of accounts. "

Han Feng waved his hands with a smile on his face.

"There is no need to check the accounts, I can trust you!"

In fact, with Han Feng's personality, at other times, I'm afraid he really has to check the accounts himself.

However, he believed in Xiao Mu and Xiao Qingluan's behavior, and at the same time, he knew that at this time, Xiao Mu would never betray his promise and manipulate the share.

Although the Lieyan Gang survived the catastrophe and won a complete victory this time, they also boarded Han Feng's "warship".

If they want to resist the ensuing anger of the Wang family, the Lieyan Gang will warm up with the Hanfeng Baotuan and tide over the difficulties together. Naturally, it is impossible to have other thoughts.

Everything was explained clearly. Facing the mountain wind blowing from the forest, Xiao Qingluan reached out and pinned a few strands of blue hair to her ears, revealing a beautiful side face, and glanced at Han Fengdao.

"Hey... nothing else, I'll take people away first."

Hearing this, Han Feng found out.

On a gentle slope not far away, more than a dozen members of the Lieyan Gang, together with nearly a hundred young men and women who are thin and ragged, stood in the distance and waited.

"Um……?"

Han Feng was slightly taken aback.

"Is this a prisoner under escort?"

Xiao Qingluan shook his head and said.

"These children were found in the dungeon of the branch of the Qingyang Gang. They are a group of poor orphans who were picked up by the Qingyang Gang from all over Bailong County.

Among them, the talented ones were trained to be dead soldiers, and the rest were treated as slaves or playthings. Anyway, they would not end well in the end. "

Hearing this, Han Feng couldn't help frowning, and stared at these thin figures.

Under the dim moonlight, these boys and girls were trembling all over, trembling uncontrollably, looking around, full of fear and anxiety.

This kind of look, like a sharp knife, caused an inexplicable pain in Han Feng's heart!

Once upon a time, Han Feng in his previous life was as helpless as them, unable to choose his own destiny, and the future was gloomy...

After a long silence, Han Feng asked.

"What are you going to do with them?"

Xiao Qingluan frowned.

"These children's talents are average, and they are already relatively old, training them to become spiritual warriors is not worth the loss.

However, my Lieyan Gang never tamed slaves, so I have to ask my father for instructions to see how to deal with it.

Maybe we will let them all go. As for whether they can survive, it can only depend on their own good fortune. "

When he said this, a trace of pity flashed in Xiao Qingluan's eyes.

Obviously, she also has sympathy for these innocent children.

Han Feng stared, those helpless eyes, and finally opened his mouth slowly.

"Miss Xiao, what do you think, give these children to me.

Please help me for a while, train them for me for a period of time, their food and clothing, and all expenses are all on my account. "

Xiao Qingluan couldn't help being taken aback when he heard the words, and looked at Han Feng with some astonishment.

"You...you want to train them?"

Han Feng nodded.

Xiao Qingluan persuaded: "But their talents will not make them strong after all."

Han Feng smiled freely.

"In terms of talent, who can be worse than me, no one is born waste, the strong also grow from the weak, right?

Miss Xiao, I will trouble you during this time, and I will take them back after a while. "

With that said, Han Feng waved at Xiao Qingluan, turned and left.

Watching Han Feng's back disappear into the night, Xiao Qingluan's eyes were a little complicated.

She really couldn't figure it out, a "money addicted to life" and extremely shrewd guy.

How could they be willing to pay in vain for this group of orphans with little future and mediocre talents.

"Could it be that I misread him before?"

……

Back in the backyard, Han Feng's fluctuating mood gradually returned to calm.

Now that he has such a fortune, he can finally promote the process of branch construction.

As for the Wang family's revenge, it will come sooner or later. What Han Feng has to do is to make himself stronger as soon as possible!

It has been a while since Han Feng stepped into the Eight Star Warriors.

In the near future, he plans to open up his spiritual veins, gather his spiritual power and whirl, and become a real spiritual warrior.

Previously, Han Feng had always relied on blood and physical strength to fight.

Although his combat power is stronger than that of ordinary nine-star warriors, he can even suppress Hui-level one-star warriors when he activates the Chiyuba Physical Art.

However, there is no condensed spiritual power in the body, so it cannot be called a "spiritual warrior" after all, and the stubborn diseases in the body cannot be eliminated.

Now that the weather, geography, and harmony are all available, Han Feng has no worries and starts his own journey of martial arts.

For the next period of time, Han Feng was practicing crazily.

Run the Dao Xuan Jue at night, absorb spiritual power, and temper the physical body.

At the same time, under the guidance of Daoxuanjue and the assistance of Xian'er, Han Feng began to try to guide his spiritual power to open up his closed spiritual veins.

This process is not pleasant, and can even be described as "painful". The pain of tearing meridians makes Han Feng feel like walking through hell every time he practices, and the pain is unbearable.

But every time he persisted, he felt that the spiritual veins had been opened up an inch, and he was very relieved, and continued to grit his teeth and persist.

In addition, during the day, Han Feng practiced the Chiba Body Art. Under the beating of the blood spirit crystal, his body was deeply tempered, and while expelling toxins, he also absorbed a large amount of pure Qi and blood.

Now that Han Feng has reached the first level of "Horizontal Refining Realm" in the Hegemony Art, the next step is to move towards the second level of "Blood Jade Realm".

At the same time, Han Feng also studied the two martial arts obtained from Chen Yang's lair.

"Nine Layers of Vajra Seal" and "Blood Fiend Soul Destroyer Spear Technique".

The nine-fold Vajra Seal is a high-level ordinary martial skill, and the conditions for cultivation are harsh. It requires the practitioner to reach the nine-star martial arts and be able to use spiritual power to condense the palm print attack. Han Feng is currently unable to practice it.

However, the cultivation conditions of the "Blood Fiend Soul Extinguishing Spear Technique" of the intermediate level of spiritual products are different.

Because performing this skill consumes the most energy and blood of the warrior, and the amount of energy and blood consumed at one time is huge, even for a warrior of the Hui rank, it is impossible to withstand several times of consumption.

This is why, when Chen Yang was fighting, he never used this set of marksmanship.

Even he can't stand this kind of consumption of energy and blood. Once he makes a move, I'm afraid it will seriously hurt his vitality.

However, this kind of extremely harsh requirement for other warriors is perfect for Han Feng.

After practicing the Chiyu Tyrant Body Art, the power of Qi and blood in Han Feng's body is extremely strong, dozens of times stronger than that of ordinary people.

Moreover, there are blood spirit crystals that can supplement the consumption of qi and blood, which complement each other even more.

So Han Feng began to try to practice this set of marksmanship while he was practicing Chijiu Bajue!

Chapter 178 Come on me!

When Han Feng was in the mansion, practicing in seclusion, Bailong County was already full of turmoil and discussions.