Immortal Space

In the competition where the top 100 entered the top 50, Zhang Chunfeng was fighting a tall and thin young man in the ring.

Under the stage, Wang Hong was holding a handful of Sanyang melon seeds, standing in the crowd and nibbling unhurriedly.

Standing next to him were two monks, one fat and one thin, commenting eloquently on the battle on the stage. They were agitated and seemed to be more devoted than the people on the stage.

"Okay! This move is beautiful! Brother Gao's famous stunt, the three-shot fireball technique, few people can dodge it." The fat monk said loudly excitedly.

"The fireball technique has a useless effect in actual combat, and only people like you who have no actual combat experience think it's amazing. Just throwing three fireball symbols will save a lot of effort." The skinny monk said disdainfully.

"What do you know, do you think you have actual combat experience? A dozen people went to beat up a low-grade monster pig, and the monster pig ran away with two magic weapons on its butt.

Do you think the fireball talisman doesn't need spirit stones? You throw three cards at once, and show me how many rounds you throw. "The fat man mocked.

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, Zhang Chunfeng on the stage dodged the three bursts of fireballs. In fact, the range covered by the three fireballs is not very large, so it is still very easy to dodge.

Then Zhang Chunfeng raised his hand and threw out a stack of ten Fireball Talismans. The ten Fireball Talismans covered a radius of one foot and pressed towards the tall and thin young man.

At this moment, the referee on the stage, who was a foundation-building monk, protected the tall and thin young man and announced Zhang Chunfeng as the winner.

"If you see it, I would say that this kind of skill is very weak, and it is not as good as a talisman to practice it."

"Hmph! It's just that relying on talismans to win is nothing." Although Senior Brother Gao he supported had already lost, he still refused to accept it.

"Hey! You haven't seen Senior Brother Zhang's previous battles, and you don't know him well. Even if Senior Brother Gao's fireball technique hits Senior Brother Zhang, he will be slightly injured at most.

And as long as Senior Brother Zhang gets close, few people can win. "

The skinny monk is a staunch supporter of Zhang Chunfeng, as long as it is Zhang Chunfeng's competition, he will never miss a match.

Fighting all the way, all the disciples who entered the top 100 have a group of supporters who are fanatical.

The merchants in the square market will also collect the materials of these disciples, print them into booklets, and sell them to these supporters.

Therefore, the big competition held every ten years can also be regarded as a big carnival for low-level disciples.

"What's the reason?" Fatty asked, the two of them had known each other for many years, and it was only because of the fight between their supporters that they got red-faced.

"Let me tell you, just last time I saw with my own eyes, a flying knife with a medium-grade magic weapon chopped him more than a dozen times in a row, without even losing a single hair. You said that the fireball technique can kill Zhang How much damage did senior brother cause?" The thin man said complacently, extremely proud.

"Oh! Could it be that senior brother Zhang is also practicing body training?" Fatty asked in surprise, he knew that physical training is not easy, and dual cultivation of law and body is even more difficult.

"Apart from physical training, who else has this kind of strength? Didn't you see Senior Brother Gao keep a long distance from Senior Brother Zhang during the battle? He should know about it." The thin man said proudly.

"After this battle, Senior Brother Zhang has already entered the top 50. Next time Senior Brother Zhang fights, remember to call me to watch the battle together." The fat man changed his position very quickly.

It is already a very good result to be ranked in the top fifty among the tens of thousands of disciples who signed up for the competition.

"Look! Brother Zhang is walking towards us, and he is still smiling at me!" The thin man was flushed with excitement at this moment.

"Hmm! You really came over to us. Does Senior Brother Zhang know you? Are you familiar with each other? How about introducing me?" Fatty was also a little excited.

Zhang Chunfeng walked towards Wang Hong with a smile.

"Senior brother! What's wrong with my fighting technique just now?"

Wang Hong stuffed a handful of Sanyang melon seeds into Zhang Chunfeng's hand, and Zhang Chunfeng took it naturally.

"It's okay, but in the future, we must find a way to increase the speed. The library should have this kind of exercises. You can find time to find them. If you don't have enough contribution points, you can come to me.

Walk! Go drink in my yard! "

The fat and thin people looked at the backs of the two of them leaving, and now they wished to find a crack in the ground to get in, it was too embarrassing, and felt that everyone around them was staring at them.

At the same time, I am also very curious, who is the young man who has been eating melon seeds next to them just now? Brother Zhang seemed to respect his appearance very much.

In the Wanghong Courtyard, a few small dishes and three glasses of wine were placed on the stone table. Two people and a big bird sat around the stone table.

Since Xiaopeng once tasted the taste of wine, he often drank with Wang Hong, but his capacity for alcohol was too low, and he would get drunk after just one drink.

This guy's wine quality is not very good. After drinking a glass of wine last time, he insisted on fighting with the spirit bees on the jujube tree in front of the door. The spirit bees are fighting in groups. He is an opponent there, and he was stung by the spirit bees. Screaming, and then the wine also woke up.

Before Wang Hong and Zhang Chunfeng started drinking, Xiaopeng had already drank the wine in his glass and walked away crookedly.

After the two drank a glass of wine, Wang Hong pushed a bowl of porridge in front of Zhang Chunfeng.

"Eat this, it's specially boiled for you, and there's a big pot, take it all away in a while."

This porridge is Wang Hong's mutated spiritual rice produced in the space, soaked in the spring water of the space for one day, and then boiled it for two days until the spiritual rice inside is fused with the water.

The most important thing is that he smashed a lotus seed of Moyu Linglian into it.

Last time he got a total of eighteen black jade spirit lotus seeds. After he established his foundation, he tried to eat three of them in various ways, which allowed him to stabilize his realm and even improve it in just one month.

He found that adding this to porridge and eating a little a day can still be eaten during the Qi training period, and the effect of improving cultivation is not bad.

He reckoned that after Zhang Chunfeng drank this big pot of porridge, he should be able to advance to the tenth level of Qi training Dzogchen.

"Thank you brother!"

"You don't need to be too polite, build the foundation as soon as possible. After you build the foundation, I still have a lot of things for you to do. We are too short of foundation-building masters now."

"Okay, then I won't be polite to you!"

After Zhang Chunfeng finished speaking, he took a sip of the porridge, and the food Wang Hong made was as delicious as ever, which caused him to come to Wang Hong's every now and then for a meal, and if he didn't eat it for a while, he would miss the taste very much.

After Zhang Chunfeng left, Wang Hong turned on the furnace to refine another batch of elixir, and now he has no materials to refine Yangyuan elixir.

What he is refining now is still the first-order elixir, and the second-order elixir has no materials to refine, and he has as many first-order materials as he wants.

Due to entering the foundation building period, his current spiritual consciousness has been strengthened a lot, and his spiritual consciousness can reach a distance of one hundred and thirty feet.

While the range of spiritual consciousness on the first floor of an ordinary monk's foundation should be about 100 feet, he is 30% higher. Since he started cultivating immortals, his spiritual consciousness is stronger than others.

Due to the enhancement of his spiritual consciousness, he can now refine thirty sets of first-order elixir materials in one furnace at the same time, and the yield rate of elixir is as high as 80%.

He is now going to refine some pills, and after Zhang Chunfeng builds his foundation, he can send them to Qingxu City in the future.