Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The deepest part of the military killing wolf cultivation hall.

In the private medical room of the curator, there is a recovery cabin of more than two meters high. Looking through the transparent glass observation window, you can see that under the soaking of a large number of fortified chemicals, Li Yao is naked, his eyes are closed, and he sinks. As soon as it floats, there is a lot of foam around the body.

The bald-headed man and the knives Peng Hai stood in front of the recovery cabin and watched Li Yao, who was sleepy in the green liquid.

The knives Peng Hai is like a meal just full of food, his face is full of satisfaction and glory, said: "Old instructor, this guy really is not a 'gold medal training', not only passed me 3% strength, three minutes blast The attack, and in the last moment, there is still a lot of effort to counterattack, it is unexpected! I originally thought that I can completely suppress the power in 3%, I did not expect that under this guy's raid, it still fell short, and involuntarily blasted out 1 %!"

After a meal, Peng Hai tried to lick his lips. "This 10,000-piece flower is really worth it. The old instructor will help me later and see if he has time tomorrow night. I still want to be with him. Three more minutes!"

The bald tattooed man scratched his scalp and hesitated for a long time. He just said with a sigh of relief: "Ahai, I just wanted to tell you that this kid is not the gold medal I have arranged for you to train the 'iron turtle.'"

The eyebrows of the knives Peng Hai picked up: "Not a turtle? Who is that? In the old instructor's cultivation hall, there are such powerful masters, not bad!"

The bald-headed man said with a depressed face: "The problem is here. This kid is not the person in my cultivation hall. I don't know where he came from, right. He is wearing a high school school uniform. Maybe it's your alumni."

Said, the bald tattoo man handed Li Yao's pants over and pointed the school badge to Peng Hai.

This time, even the demon knife Peng Hai was shocked and thrilled: "No, when I played with this kid, I clearly felt that although his combat power is not particularly strong, but the fighting consciousness is very good, actual combat. The experience is very rich. In the end, it is a fierce and fierce taste. It seems to have been smashed through thousands of times of life and death, and it has been honed in the blood of the corpse. People? Why don't I know!"

Peng Hai recalled the students he had seen in the “key class”. Although there are several strengths that are not bad, they are all flowers in the greenhouse. They have not withstood the wind and rain, and the spirit of this kid is completely different.

Is it the elite graduates of the last few sessions?

"Would you like to use a special potion to wash off the spider pattern on his face, you can look at his identity and find out his identity." The bald tattooed man asked with some concern.

The knives Peng Hai indulged for a moment and shook his head: "Since the tattoo is applied, I don't want others to know the identity. I don't feel any hostility in this kid. Even my enemy, I will not send this grade. The guy came over, it is estimated that there is any misunderstanding, waiting for him to wake up, just ask clearly."

In the underground ghost town, it is very rash to expose the disguise of others without permission. It is very likely to end the endless hatred. Although the knives Peng Hai is not afraid of enmity, he does not want to ruin the rules of the underground ghost city.

"I don't know when this kid will wake up. When the average person stays in the recovery cabin for an hour, it is almost time to regain consciousness. This boy stayed for an hour and a half, but still screaming!" When I looked at Li Yao, I suddenly found a very strange thing.

The color of the fortified pharmacy in the recovery cabin was much lighter than that. It was originally a dark green liquid. As Li Yao turned around with a lot of foam, it quickly turned into a light green, azure, and finally almost transparent.

The bald-headed male glimpse, walked to the front of the living room, turned out the light curtain, and quickly struck a few times. The light curtain slammed and a string of data emerged.

“The concentration of fortified agents has changed from 33% to 14%, and is still falling at a rate of 1% per minute!”

"Sufficient three or five strong men recovering the original strengthening agent from the bruises and bruises. In an hour and a half, all of them were devoured by this kid? Unbelievable!" The bald tattooed man exclaimed subconsciously.

In the eyes of the knives Peng Hai, there is a deep ray of light, muttering: "The body of this kid seems to have been 'hungered' for too long and too long. Whenever there is a chance, he can't wait to gorge himself and put a pottery strengthening agent in the cabin. Absorption, refining! Unexpectedly, just now he was dragging such a 'hungry' body to fight with me! If his body can 'eat', what would it look like?"

For a moment, Shen Yao Peng Hai on the light curtain, with the handwritten dozens of names and dosages of fortified pharmacy, said: "Old instructor, you re-modulate three standard doses of mixed fortification according to the formula I wrote. , add to the living room."

The bald-headed man glanced at him and frowned. "According to this formula, a standard dose requires at least 50,000 pieces. I see his absorption rate. Every time I nurse, I may be able to devour three or five standard doses. That is ten. A few hundred thousand - how this kid looks, is not like a rich man!"

The knives Peng Hai haha ​​smiled and said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, this money, I am coming out."

"A Hai, you are this -" bald tattoo male is unknown.

The knives Peng Hai shrugged and said: "The old instructor, wait for this kid to wake up, you ask him, whether you are willing to come here every night for 3 minutes in the next month, if you want, I can sign with him. A contract, the reward is 10,000 per day, and he also provides him with enough fortified pharmacy!"

The bald tattoo male said: "Remuneration is a trivial matter, but for a month, the intensive potion consumed is not a decimal, maybe millions!"

The knives Peng Hai smiled lightly: "I have a hunch that this kid is definitely a monster. If he is a sparring partner, my 'power precision control' cultivation will be completed very quickly, and it will stand firm and build a high-level base! What are the millions of dollars? Going to the monsters and the wilderness to hunt a high-level monster will earn it back!"

"Ding!"

The bald-headed man's portable crystal brain makes a pleasant sound.

The knives Peng Hai put on the military trench coat and walked outwards. He said: "The old instructor, I just transferred 5 million to your account. As a booster, you must give this kid a 'feed'. I have to go to Akasaka No. 2 in the evening to give a lecture to the top students of several key classes, and to come back to this kid tomorrow night!"

Reminiscent of the three minutes that have just been dripping, the demon knife Peng Hai suddenly felt that the teaching class was a bit boring, and the top talents of the key classes could not lift his interest.

Because they have a lack of breath - **** murder!

When I walked to the door, Peng Hai couldn't help but look back.

In the recovery cabin, Li Yao’s 36,000 pores are all open, and they are taking nutrients from the fortified medicinal herbs. Every time the chest is undulating, the grayish skin will have a strange luster, a muscle bundle and blood vessels. Like the demon dragon crouching in the abyss, it gradually surfaced, drawing a thrilling and strong body.

The knives Peng Hai smiled and turned away.

He is full of expectations for the three minutes tomorrow night!