This is like a young man who was identified as a beggar by a rich second generation who suddenly took out a black gold card from a Swiss bank. And that rich second generation wanted to get a black gold card for a long time, but it hasn't been able to do it.
"You are just a grassroots, dirty! It is also worthy to be rich in front of this son? This son's father is Juncheng Dazhi, the first richest man in the entire Xingfeng County, if you just pull the roots and hairs, you can scare you!"
Young Master Yan was really irritated, and he even moved out of the family behind him to suppress Chu Feng.
Because he really couldn't bring out anything of value, so he could compare Chu Feng. The water and fire robes are worth hundreds of thousands taels of silver, and six pill of Pei Yuan is 30 taels.
Young Master Yan really couldn't fight for wealth with Chu Feng.
Imagine that even the elder brothers of the prestigious family like Jia Gongzi in the prefecture capital only spend 10,000 taels per month. This son of Yan was only the son of the richest man in the county, and he was a class worse than son of Jia.
It’s not bad to cost two to three thousand taels a month.
He could only buy six Pei Yuan Dans by saving for a year. The problem is that he has to support a large number of his subordinates, and there are all kinds of expenses. Not to mention that he has surplus silver every month, it is very good if he does not overspend and owe debts.
Therefore, he can only move out of the family behind him to suppress Chu Feng, and only in this way can he regain a little confidence.
"I don't know if Grandpa has heard a word?" Chu Feng felt that the effect of the medicine had begun to dissolve, and the warm current rolled in his abdomen, galloping. He speeded up his speech.
"What are you talking about?" Young Master Yan flicked his long nails gracefully. His fingers are slender and fair, and he looks like a woman.
"It's given by your parents, that's the background! It's Jiangshan that you lay down by yourself! Fighting father, that's not a skill!" After speaking, Chu Feng stopped talking about the son, closed his eyes and began to guide the efficacy of Pei Yuan Dan. The real qi of the inner family that grows out of cultivation.
The billowing medicinal power turned into a great energy, guided by him through the passing pulses, absorbed by the body and fed back, and blended into the inner zhenqi.
Two white races appeared on the tip of his nose again, and they grew and grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The pill of five thousand taels of silver is naturally not covered.
What's more, Chu Feng was taking it for the first time.
Chu Feng's words drew bursts of applause, and some even applauded him loudly.
Because most of the Wufu disciples present here are from grassroots, only a few have good fate and were born in wealthy families.
This sentence also greatly touched their hearts and affirmed the results of their efforts.
In many cases, the results of the hard work of the grassroots may not be worth mentioning in the eyes of the rich man. It was nothing but a small help from the rich family.
Those noble sons, born noble by nature, were born with a golden key.
Standing on the shoulders of giants and racing against the grassroots. How does it compare with others
What you earn is naturally different from what your parents give. It's just that no one can be as incisive and sharp as what Chu Feng said.
"You, you are obviously jealous of my son and hate myself for not having a good father" Yan's son suddenly became everyone's laughing stock, his handsome face flushed red, and his body trembled with anger.
An elegant young man like him who cares about his appearance would definitely not be able to scold his mother in public.
Even if he was thunderous with Chu Feng's anger, he still had to maintain his demeanor.
It's just that the expression on that face has become hideous, and there is no longer a gentle smile.
I don't know if this guy wears a smile that he thinks is gentle all day, is it tired
Chu Feng's cultivation base is rising steadily, making countless people jealous.
The effect of Peiyuan Pill is good, he has been like a broken bamboo along the way, and the true spirit of that family has continued to grow.
Gas refining level one, gas refining level two
A Pei Yuan Dan, Chu Feng's cultivation base directly rushed to the third level of Qi Refining. He feels that his body is full of inexhaustible power, his eyes are clear and his ears are clever, his thinking becomes more flexible, his body is nourished, and he becomes stronger.
Even under the control of his mind, a faint breath of fresh air lingered all over the body, circulating endlessly.
"This Neijia Zhenqi is really a good thing, it seems to be more advanced and practical than the skills obtained by practicing the exercises. The two have in common, but they are different."
Skills are stored in the pubic area, and need to be deliberately mobilized in order to be effective. Moreover, it is difficult to recover in a short time after the skill is consumed during the battle. It takes meditation and practice to recover slowly.
But Neijia Zhenqi is different, it can be used repeatedly, and there is no such thing as consumption.
Chu Feng is now in the third stage of Qi refining, his strength has increased by 30,000 catties, and he has directly risen into his physical body.
"I have a total of six pill cultivation pills, and the first one helped me get promoted to the third level of Qi refining. The further you go, the more difficult it is to advance and the worse the absorption of medicinal effects. If only six, I am afraid it is difficult I cultivated to the twelfth level of qi refining."
Chu Feng calculated that in the future, he might have to find a way to get a few more pill to ensure that his cultivation speed would not be compromised.
Keep advancing by leaps and bounds!
After he was promoted to the Qi Refining Realm, he could finally practice Dao scroll turtle breath formula.
Chu Feng had been looking forward to this scroll, which was even more advanced than the Heavenly Grade Cultivation Technique.
"I suggest that you don't practice Turtle Breath Jue for the time being. It's not too late to practice until the twelfth level of Qi Refining or even the late stage of Huagang Realm!" Xuannv's cold voice sounded.
If someone else made such a suggestion, Chu Feng would definitely sneer at it and would ignore it.
But this was raised by Xuannv, and he had to consider it carefully.
"Why can't you practice now?" Chu Feng was puzzled.
In his thoughts, the sooner the Guixi Jue had such a high-level exercise, the sooner he could practice it, the better. Moreover, the power of high-level exercises must be far better than the Barbarian Body Refining Art he is currently practicing.
"Turtle Breath Jue belongs to Daojuan! What is Daojuan? That is a technique that can directly cultivate mana!"
"If you don't enter the realm, even if you cultivate mana, you can't control it. And the speed of cultivation must be very slow. Not to mention the time, the actual use is very small. You are now full of powerful enemies, and every minute and every second is very precious. ."
"Although the Barbarian Body Refining Art is only the lowest level technique, it is actually the most practical for you now!"
Xuannv patiently explained a few words to Chu Feng.
When she said this, Chu Feng understood.
Covetousness to advance is a big taboo. There are many choices for one path of practice.
Some people want to live forever, some want to dominate the world, and some want fame, fortune and status.
And Chu Feng, because of the grassroots birth, rose too fast. Resulting in the erection of countless enemies, and they are all powerful enemies.
Therefore, he has no choice but to put the actual combat ability first. As for the pursuit of longevity, there is no such condition now.
"Okay, then I'll wait!" Chu Feng still trusts Xuannv very much. Immediately following the kindness, accepted the suggestion made by Xuannv.
He opened his eyes and saw that the other Wufu disciples had already left clean. He was the only one left in the classroom of the University of Nuo.
Chu Feng couldn't help touching his nose, smiling slyly, and walked quickly to the outside of the classroom.
After this walk, I immediately felt that the cultivation level was different. The steps are light and swift, like springs under the feet.
As soon as he left the classroom, he was blocked.
Young Master Yan took a large group of people, squatting outside for a long time, looking at him with cold and bloodthirsty eyes.
"Boy, do you know how long this son has been waiting for you? A full two and a half hours!"
"If it weren't for the head teacher Leng who wouldn't let us in and disturb your cultivation, how could you allow you to stay away until now!"