I have a magic pot

Presumably, this child selected tasks with a long task period and accumulated them for one-time delivery. "

Deng Jiaoxi shook his head.

"Reporting to the teacher, the disciple has checked it just now. These tasks were all received by this person... a month ago."

"what……!"

Hearing this, the beautiful woman couldn't help showing surprise in her eyes, and said in doubt.

"Complete twelve five-star tasks within a month. Even a weaker senior disciple may not be able to do it. How can an intermediate disciple...

By the way, you have figured out the identity of this disciple. "

Deng Jiaoxi nodded repeatedly.

"I figured it out, this... this person is 'Han Feng', an intermediate student from Class [-] of Qianshan."

"Han Feng...!"

Hearing this name, the beautiful woman's eyes also flashed a gleam.

"Is that the 'Han Feng' who won the title of 'Rookie King'?"

"Eh... there should be nothing wrong."

The beautiful woman nodded slowly, with a thoughtful look on her face, and immediately calmed down again.

"I know about this, so go ahead.

By the way, tell those disciples on duty that today's events must not be spread. "

"Uh... yes!"

5Chapter 16 Crazy Practice

When he left Shenglin Hall, Han Feng's identity token already had [-] more merit points, plus the remaining [-] merit points before, Han Feng's current merit points have actually "broken [-]"!

Han Feng is confident that with his current family background, he is definitely at the "earth trench" level among the middle-level disciples of the college.

In just one month, he earned more than 7000 merit points. Changing to other mid-level disciples, even a fake star-level powerhouse probably wouldn't even dare to think about it.

But Han Feng is not surprised, he has an army of monsters for him to drive, earning these merit points a month, in his opinion, this kind of efficiency can only be considered average.

But with these tens of thousands of merit points, Han Feng finally had the confidence to devote himself to cultivation.

That night, Han Feng went to Yunde Hall again.

Unlike Shenglin Hall, which is closed at night, Yunde Hall has guards on duty at twelve hours.

Under the shocked eyes of the guards in the hall, Han Feng spent [-] merit points to buy a total of [-] Thunder Stones, and also bought some elixir to assist his cultivation, and walked away.

When we got back to the dormitory, it was completely dark.

That night, Han Feng didn't continue to practice. After taking a hot bath, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep soundly.

During the month in Beiyuan Forest, although he had the help of the army of monsters, most of the time, Han Feng would personally kill monsters in order to hone his martial skills.

And in order to complete the task efficiently, he is searching for and killing the target day and night.

In addition, not long ago, he experienced a life-and-death crisis in the crypt. After Han Feng returned to the academy, he was still physically and mentally exhausted.

And the best way to eliminate fatigue is to not think about anything and get a good night's sleep.

Han Feng fell into a deep sleep and had a very strange dream.

He first dreamed of his eldest sister Chu Hanxin, the two were close at hand, Han Feng kept running towards each other, but he still couldn't reach each other.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to hold her hand, but as soon as their hands touched, Chu Hanxin's figure disappeared completely.

Immediately, Han Feng inexplicably appeared on a couch with a fragrant fragrance, holding a stunning woman in his arms, who was his wife Zhou Yunmei.

Zhou Yunmei's skin is as white as jade, her small cherry mouth is not spotty but red, her beautiful eyes are looking around, she has a shy and charming temperament.

Seeing his lovely wife beside him, Han Feng was in a daze, and as soon as he rolled over and pressed her under him, he wanted to kiss her.

Unexpectedly, when she looked down, she found that Zhou Yunmei was no longer on the bed, but Qin Fengqing with her starry eyes tightly closed and her bright teeth biting her red lips.

This delicate body is half-covered and half-revealed, with a face of shame and forbearance... It's very similar to the scene when Han Feng expelled the cold poison for her and the two had intimate contact.

Seeing this situation, Han Feng was naturally taken aback.

"Miss Qin, you... how could you..."

Under Han Feng's astonishment, he didn't dare to do anything else, and his call seemed to have alarmed Qin Fengqing, who slowly opened his star pupils.

Those pure and bright eyes instantly became as deep as the starry sky, as if they wanted to suck Han Feng into it.

After Han Feng lost his mind, he looked again, but he almost rolled out of bed in shock.

Because at this moment the woman under him turned into Dugu Nianxue.

The other party embraced his body with a pair of white and tender lotus root arms, covering the alluring snow-white scenery, staring at Han Feng with a pair of cold and sharp eyes, and spoke coldly.

"Presumptuous, Han Feng, how dare you be rude to me!"

Before he finished speaking, Teacher Dugu raised his hand like lightning, and slapped Han Feng on the forehead.

"oops……!"

Han Feng let out an exclamation and finally woke up from his dream.

When he woke up, he had already rolled out of bed, his forehead was pressed against the cold floor.

Standing up, the sky outside the window is bright.

Han Feng sat down on the edge of the bed, touched his forehead, and couldn't help but recall the bizarre dream last night.

I actually dreamed of four women in one night.

But dreaming of Xin'er and Yunmei is nothing more than that, how could there be Miss Qin and...Mr. Dugu.

Especially Dugu Tutor, Han Feng thought that if he really dared to lie on the same bed with her as in a dream, even ten lives would not be enough for him.

For a moment he couldn't figure out why he had such a dream, Han Feng shook his head, and simply stopped thinking about it.

After getting up, washing and going out, Han Feng first went to say hello to his fellow students, and then went to the headquarters of the Batian Gang to see the current situation of the gang.

Seeing that everything was normal, Han Feng went directly to the spiritual pressure room to practice.

But after thinking about it, he decided to go to the back mountain to meet Dugu Nianxue first.

I don't know if it was caused by the dream last night, but on the way to Dugu Nianxue Cave Mansion, Han Feng actually felt guilty.

Coming to Dugu Nianxue's cave mansion anxiously, he planned to report to Dugu Nianxue before rushing back to the front mountain.

Unexpectedly, the maid guarding the gate told Han Feng that Dugu Nianxue was not in the cave.

It turned out that on the second day after Han Feng left the academy, tutor Dugu also left the academy.

Han Feng was slightly surprised and asked casually.

"Where did the teacher go?"

The little maid said directly.

"The master knew that Mr. Han would come to the back mountain, and asked me to tell Mr. Han before leaving.

The master is going to the imperial capital to deal with some things this time, and it is estimated that she will not come back in more than a month.

If Mr. Han is in a hurry, he can go to tutor Niu of the academy and take out the jade talisman that his tutor gave to Mr. Niu, and tutor Niu will help him. "

Hearing that Dugu Nianxue had gone to the imperial capital, Han Feng couldn't help being even more surprised, thinking, could it be possible that tutor Dugu has any relatives in the imperial capital?

But after thinking about it, with Dugu Nianxue's level of cultivation and status, her social contacts must be wider than she imagined.

Immediately, Han Feng thanked the maid, said goodbye and left, and returned to Qianshan.

After returning to Qianshan, Han Feng went directly to the intermediate spiritual pressure field.

Now that there are enough merit points and no need to worry about training resources, Han Feng can finally devote himself to training and enter the "closed-door" training state.

Every morning before dawn, he went to the middle-level spiritual pressure field and practiced behind closed doors until the afternoon, about five hours.

Immediately, Han Feng will return to the dormitory, enter the realm of the pot, and practice "Three Folded Waves Qianlong" and "Dragon Elephant Thunder Prison Art".

I practiced until the early morning of the second day, and another five hours passed.

The only one or two hours left in a day is the time for Han Feng to rest. Most of the time, he will lie in the spirit pool to recover his strength.

Of course, sometimes, even if Han Feng is in the spirit pool, he will still try to practice the Three Thousand Divine Yan Jue.

The feeling of "death to immortality" is too strong, and only in the spirit pool can it be slightly relieved.

Twelve hours in a day are almost completely filled. This kind of cultivation method is not crazy, but Han Feng does it every day without interruption.

If it were someone else, if they continued to cultivate like this, even if their bodies could bear it, their spirits would have collapsed long ago.

But Han Feng is not the case.

The so-called "If you are not crazy, you will not survive"!

He is not afraid of this crazy cultivation and all kinds of pain and torture.

Because he knows that what is more painful and desperate than braving the wind and rain to advance to the goal is that there is no goal ahead.

In this life, he finally found a direction and hope.

Whether it's for himself or for the people he cares about, he will go forward desperately!

5Chapter 17 Successful Practice

Time flies, time is like an arrow.

In the blink of an eye, it has been nearly a month since Han Feng returned to Tiannan College.

With the opening of the Inner Sea Trial, almost all the elite disciples of Tiannan College left, and the formerly bustling college finally gradually returned to calm.

The disciples of the college repeat their daily practice life, morning class, practice, on-duty, task execution... everything is in order.

This morning, it was already the first moment of the hour.

Han Feng usually left for the spiritual pressure room an hour ago, but he hasn't left yet today.

At this moment, in the territory of Huzhong.

Han Feng floated cross-legged in the spirit pond, holding a Thunder Stone in the palm of each hand.

Blazing white light was released from his palm, and countless fine electric arcs wrapped around his body like a snake dancing wildly, and even flowed along his body into the surface of the spirit pool.

At this moment, Han Feng's body shrouded in the electric arc was trembling slightly.

It's not the trembling of the body under the lightning attack, but a "rhythm" full of mysterious artistic conception.

With every tremor of the body, the electric arcs on Han Feng's body and in the pool water will fluctuate along with it.

Moreover, the trembling amplitude and frequency on Han Feng's body are rapidly decreasing...

For a long time, when this sense of rhythm was almost reduced to undetectable.

"call……!"

Han Feng, who was surrounded by lightning, suddenly opened his mouth, and sucked in suddenly!

In an instant, the electric light lingering around his body, and the electric arcs covering the spirit pond, like a river flowing backwards, were sucked into his body by opening his mouth in an instant.

Together with the Thunder Stone held by Han Feng's palms, it also cracked dimly in an instant, and all the thunder power contained in it was absorbed by Han Feng.

At this moment, Han Feng's body seemed to weigh ten thousand jun, and began to sink towards the Lingchi at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing that the water in the pool had already submerged to the top of his head and was about to completely submerge his body.

Han Feng in the water suddenly opened his eyes.

"Zizzizi...!"

Silver lightning flashed in his eyes.

"drink……!"

Han Feng suddenly shouted loudly, centering on his body, a surge of energy and lightning burst out suddenly.

"boom……!"

A huge explosion instantly occurred on the surface of the spirit pool, and the water in the pool was lifted up by tens of feet.