Nine turns into gods

Chapter 9 Penance

Tang Feng and Shuang'er returned to their residence.

Tang Feng thought for a while and said, "Shuang'er, pack up your things, let's get out of here."

Shuang'er felt that her son was becoming more and more unpredictable, and she didn't ask why, so she quickly packed some things and put them in her storage ring, which she got from Cai Wen.

Although the ring of space is not a rare thing in the Mia continent, it is not something that ordinary people can afford. In the entire Tang family, only a dozen people have their own storage rings.

Tang Feng's ring of space was obtained from his mother, and it is also a token of the Xia family.

After packing up their things, Tang Feng and Shuang'er immediately left through the back door of the Tang mansion. After leaving the door, they put on their bamboo hats and quickly left the city.

Not far from the city is a forest. Tang Feng is very familiar with this area. After all, in the past 18 years, he has spent too little time practicing and too much time playing.

Tang Feng took Shuang'er with him, and came to a cliff with a familiar road. There were dense ghost vines growing beside the cliff, and behind the ghost vines was a wooden house. It was built by Tang Feng with wood when he was playing, although it was not strong. , but at least shelter from wind and rain.

The wooden house is really small, there is only room for a bed and a table.

Shuang'er looked around and asked in confusion, "My lord, what are we doing here?"

Tang Feng said calmly: "Practice."

Shuang'er said "oh", she took out a chicken feather blanket, and cleaned the cabin skillfully. When making the bed, Shuang'er suddenly realized that there was only one bed in the cabin, so at night...

Shuang'er's face turned red all of a sudden, and her heart couldn't help jumping up. She couldn't help but think of what happened yesterday. If her young master pounced on him again, would she still reject him?

Thinking of this, Shuang'er's face turned even redder, and she couldn't help but secretly said in her heart: I'm really shameless, thinking about these messy things.

Tang Feng just sat down for a while, then stood up and said, "Shuang'er, you stay around here on weekdays, don't move around."

After speaking, Tang Feng disappeared behind the cliff alone.

Shuang'er looked at Tang Feng's back, and suddenly murmured to herself, "It seems that you have become more handsome."

There was the sound of a waterfall not far away. Tang Feng walked along the cliff to the waterfall. With his back bent, he skillfully walked through the water curtain. Inside was a big cave like a water curtain cave.

The cave is very shallow and slightly damp inside, but fortunately it is absolutely hidden here.

Tang Feng sat down, took out the Xutian Cauldron, and skillfully threw the spirit grass, monster bones and spirit-gathering stones into it, and soon, a Gathering Spirit Pill was refined.

After Tang Feng swallowed it, he put away the Xutian Cauldron and rushed under the waterfall!

The best way of cultivation is penance. While absorbing spiritual energy, tempering the body cells from the inside, while stimulating the body's potential through external force.

But many people with good talents will choose to directly absorb spiritual energy, and they are unwilling to bear the pain of external strengthening.

But Tang Feng can't do it. Tang Feng must work hard. He knows that there is not much time left for him. The coming-of-age ceremony will be in half a month, and the family election will be in a month. He must have enough strength to prove himself!

Tang Feng bowed his legs, raised his arms, and stood in the vertically falling waterfall, letting the torrent of the waterfall hit him like a steel hammer.

At the same time, Tang Feng controlled his breathing, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

With the help of Juling Pill, Tang Feng really felt a trace of spiritual energy washing his body continuously. It was a very refreshing feeling, even though the process was painful.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and half an hour later, Tang Feng finally couldn't hold on, and fell to the ground with a "bang", and was rushed into the deep pool by the torrent of the waterfall.

Tang Feng floated on the pool water, took a few deep breaths, and tried his best to dispel the fatigue. His left arm injury had already healed. Although he had the credit for the bone paste, Tang Feng vaguely understood that it was more because of himself The reason for this body.

The three-tailed Thunder Beast is right, this is a body that has been tempered by lightning, whether it is strength, speed, tenacity, or recovery ability, it is far superior to ordinary people.But it's a pity that this body's meridians are inherently weak, and it is doomed to cultivate spiritual power ten times slower than others.

Tang Feng laughed suddenly, feeling like a joke made by God.

After resting on the water for 10 minutes, Tang Feng quickly went ashore again, and then once again stood on a boulder under the waterfall, sat down on the horse, raised his arms high, let the waterfall turbulent, and beat his body.

This time Tang Feng held on for more than 40 minutes before being washed into the pool.

Ten minutes later, Tang Feng stood under the waterfall again.

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After doing this five times, Tang Feng could already stand under the waterfall for an hour, but as time went by, Tang Feng felt that his body's absorption of spiritual energy was slowing down.

Tang Feng understood that this was because the Juling Pill had expired.

Tang Feng dragged his tired body back to the cave behind the waterfall.

Looking at his fingers, Tang Feng couldn't help but smiled wryly. The five fingers on one hand actually represented the five-star level of each stage.

For example, if Shuang'er is a one-star red bead, then the spirit bead in her palm will be red, and there will be a red line of spiritual power on her thumb, representing her strength as a one-star red bead.

The Great Elder has the five-star strength of the Orange Bead, so he has an orange spirit bead in his palm, and at the same time, there is an orange spiritual power line on his five fingers. The elder is about to break through the orange rank and become a yellow bead master.

But at this moment, Tang Feng smiled wryly because a white line of spiritual power had just reached the middle of his thumb.

When the white spiritual power line runs through Tang Feng's five fingers, that is the sign that the Lingzhu will be formed.But now, Tang Feng is still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from condensing into a spirit bead.

Tang Feng summoned the Xutian cauldron, put the medicinal materials into the cauldron, and soon, three spirit-gathering pills were refined.

In this other world, almost all pills are tolerated, such as this Juling Pill, if it is the first time you take it, a Juling Pill will have a very good effect, but if you take it for the second time Panacea, then the effect of taking it will be greatly reduced.

So Tang Feng took three pills at once this time.

After eating Juling Pill, Tang Feng jumped into the rushing waterfall again. His main task now is to enhance his spiritual power and quickly condense the spirit beads. As for the fighting skills, Tang Feng has already been proficient in his previous life Second, if there is no spiritual power as the foundation, no matter how good the skill is, it will be in vain.

This is like a five-year-old child with very strong martial arts. Can he beat an adult who has never learned any martial arts?Obviously not, because the difference in the basic strength and speed of the two people is too great, which cannot be made up for with exquisite moves.

Tang Feng stood on the boulder, and despite the huge current hitting his body, he remained motionless, just absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to his heart's content.

Soon, night fell.

After practicing fighting skills all afternoon, Shuang'er returned to the wooden house.

On the Mia Continent, it is customary to divide fighting skills into four levels, low-level, middle-level, high-level, and sky-level, but it does not mean that high-level fighting skills must be able to beat low-level fighting skills, because it depends on The user's mastery of fighting skills, as well as the user's own spiritual power level.

The fighting skill that Shuang'er practiced was the Falling Cloud Sword, which was a low-level fighting skill.However, although it is a low-level fighting skill, the effect is not bad, because few fighting skills are designed for various weapons, and most fighting skills can only be used with bare hands.

The wooden house was empty and there was no one there.

Shuang'er built a bonfire not far from the wooden house, then took out some meat and mushrooms from the storage ring, cooked them, and the aroma wafted away.

Just as the meal was ready, Tang Feng, who was all wet, rushed over.

When Shuang'er saw Tang Feng, she couldn't help laughing and said, "Master, you have a really sharp nose, did you smell the aroma of my cooking?"

Tang Feng shrugged and said, "It's very fragrant, but you make too little."

With that said, Tang Feng sat down, picked up the Songhua cake, and ate a big meal with the fried pork with mushrooms made by Shuang'er.

After eating, Tang Feng said: "Prepare more for breakfast tomorrow, and I won't be back in the evening."

After speaking, Tang Feng flew away.

Shuang'er couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, she had her meal a little depressed, and went to bed alone.

For the first time, Shuang'er discovered that sleeping alone in the wilderness was such a terrifying thing. She put the quilt over her head, and couldn't help but miss Tang Feng's company.

"My lord..." Shuang'er thought of Tang Feng, slightly dispelled the fear in her heart, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Tang Feng, on the other hand, stood proudly under the waterfall, letting the huge current mixed with moonlight hit him.