Fishing the Myriad Heavens

Beifeng sat in the beast car and quietly adjusted his own blood. The sudden increase of blood made this body somewhat unsuitable.

Don't look at the north wind that easily killed dozens of people before, but the skin under the clothes all came from a few stings, and blood beads leaked out from under the skin.

This is because the sudden surge of blood can't bear the body. If the strength of the north wind spirit is still there, and the blood is perfectly controlled, I am afraid that the body will not be able to bear it.

"The quality of this body is now more than twice that of ordinary people, and it is very good among ordinary people. With my skills, it can be considered a little self-protection, but the consumption of fishing experience is not small, it just improves. Some blood of this body consumes a thousand fishing experiences. "

Beifeng now understands the importance of fishing experience. Without the help of fishing experience, perhaps he will need to spend a lot of time to practice again to his original state.

"It seems that various resources need to be collected wantonly, even if I don't use them, when my true spirit returns, these resources are the source of fishing experience."

Beifeng said to himself.

Nothing happened on the way along the way, but Xiaohuan and the two little sisters were not scared. They always looked with fear in the glance towards the north wind.

The beast car slowly entered a wide main road. After driving for a long distance, various beast cars also increased.

Some are three-meter tall horse-drawn carts full of scales, while others are huge leopard carts.

雄 A majestic city appears in front of the main road. The city walls are tall, dozens of meters high, and five meters wide. There are two rows of soldiers with swordsmen standing in front of the gate.

"Tianfeng City, one of the 36 giant cities of the Yan Kingdom, there must be something I need."

Beibei opened the window and stared at the big city.

Into the city, the streets are extremely wide, the pedestrians flow endlessly, and the shops on both sides are extremely prosperous.

Bei Beifeng now occupies the body that was just the son of a wealthy businessman, and his assets are quite generous.

While the rich merchants are still alive, everything is naturally worry-free, but after the death of the rich merchants, Lu Ling took over a lot of business, but people didn't know the workability and brains, which caused many of the contacts left by the rich merchants before they disappeared.

I mastered a lot of money, but did not have the strength to match the money, the result was naturally envious of the rest, swarmed directly, swallowed the big business one by one.

If it was n’t for the wealthy merchant's contacts, someone could not bear to speak, and Lu Ling would have been thrown into the water to feed the **** of water.

Lingering is so, some people secretly start, but did not ask for Lu Ling's life, but made Lu Ling weak and can not help but wind, resulting in the body being eventually occupied by the north wind.

The two little crickets drove the beast car outside a house, and Xiaohuan helped the north wind to get off the beast car and enter the house.

宅 This house is not large in size and its location is not good. It is only close to the inner city. The wealthy merchants lived in the inner city during his lifetime. The courtyard covers an area of ​​tens of acres and thousands of domestic servants.

But now it is in such a state that many people sigh.

"Master, you are back."

The old housekeeper hurried forward, said respectfully, and at the same time turned his head and ordered the kitchen to do some food.

"Well, how many times has Zhang Bo said, don't call me master."

The north wind absorbed Lu Ling's memory, and naturally followed Lu Ling's memory, without revealing half a foot.

"No, there is no difference in humility. The slave is only a slave."

Zhang Bo said with a smile.

"Zhang Bo, I want to practice martial arts, I remember one of the exercises was put in your place."

Bei Beifeng sat at the table, eating delicious meals and talking.

"Master, your body is not suitable for martial arts. At that time, the master spent thousands of dollars. Please call a strong man in Baihu Sha Shentang. After teaching you, bluntly, you left without any hope. After the death of the master, the master Your body is not as good as it is day by day. The doctor said that your master ’s practice of martial arts has worsened your illness.

Zhang Bo was extremely worried, not knowing why the young master suddenly thought of Xi Wu, and hurriedly persuaded.

"Zhang Bo, I have something in my heart. After going out this time, I found that my body is already good, and besides, I know the size. I will stop as soon as I'm not right."

Beifeng didn't care. He frowned, swallowed the food, and then chopsticks caught a vegetarian dish. The taste was good. As far as Zhang Bo said, Beifeng ignored it.

既然 "Since the young master is determined to do so, the old slave is afraid to disobey, but you must promise me, you must not practice forcibly, if you have something wrong, you must stop."

Zhang Bo told Beifeng and then left the room.

"The White Tiger Sha Shentang is the power of the Yan Kingdom, similar to Jin Yiwei?"

Beifeng put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and said to himself.

In the past ten days, Beifeng has strengthened one's own qi and blood. Now this body is close to the limit of ordinary people, and its physical quality is five times that of ordinary people!

After being strengthened to this extent, this body has reached its limit and needs to be cultivated for a period of time.

Zhang quickly returned and returned with a secret box. After opening, a yellowed thread-bound book was revealed.

"White tiger evil god?"

On the cover of the book, there are five words written in silver hooks and iron paintings, and a wave of anger is coming.

"Master, this is what the strong man of the White Tiger Shah Temple left."

Zhang Bo took this book and gave it to Beifeng.

Zhang Bo was a little bit emotional. The strong man of the White Tiger Temple

After guiding the young master for a while, he said that the young master did not have any talent. Before leaving, this white tiger evil **** was considered to have arrived at Wanjin ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Zhang Bo. "

Beifeng looked at the book and asked.

"Master, there is not much money in the family, only less than a thousand silver, and a restaurant, a weapon shop."

伯 Zhang Bo is an old man, and Lu Ling grew up watching him, so Lu Ling has a lot of trust in him, and Zhang Bo keeps his money at home.

Bei Bei closed the books, rubbed his temples, and said, "Take five hundred and two silver coins, and I will be useful."

"Master, there is no 520 silver. After two days, the weapon shop needs to purchase a batch of ore, and the daily expenses of the restaurant. After taking out 520 silver, the remaining silver is not enough for turnover."

Zhang Bo faced a bitter face, the restaurant lost money every day, and although the shop was profitable, it was not much.

"Go ahead and sell the weapon shop and restaurant."

Beifeng said without thinking.

"Master, if you sell the restaurant and weapon shop, that is to completely break the foundation and sit down in the mountains, the money in your home will not last long."

Zhang Bo heard what he said for a moment, and then hurriedly persuaded that he hoped that the master could dispel this idea.

不用 "No need to say more, just do what I say."

Beibei did not raise the limelight, adding a little bit of tone, then left, returned to his room, and began to practice Baihusha shrine.