The strongest immortal prison in the city

Chapter 153: A First Look at the Door
The first step in practicing exercises is to "master".

In fact, it is like learning mathematics. After memorizing various formulas, you must be able to use them.

Lu Feng is at this stage, he has everything about the Leiyin Divine Art, but he hasn't used it yet.

Recite the formula silently in the heart, and the true energy in the body slowly flows along the meridians.

Immediately, Lu Feng felt that his body and soul seemed to have been baptized.

Originally, his cultivation consisted of absorbing aura without any rules and tempering it indiscriminately, but now with the support of exercises, the effect is incomparable.

For him, cultivation is like enjoying.

Time passed little by little, and the exercises were gradually mastered by Lu Feng.

Everyone in the prison felt Lu Feng's change, and they all fell to the ground in admiration.

For cultivators, chance is actually very important.

The Leiyin Art is Lu Feng's great opportunity. With the support of this technique, it is impossible for him to do nothing.

With this practice, Lu Feng forgot the time.

Lu Feng didn't open his eyes until Mr. Miao contacted him and was about to leave for Yanjing.

After practicing for less than two days, his external vigor and spirit have improved again.

"Pagoda Master, how is it? How far have you cultivated?" Taoist Ziping asked with an itch in his heart.

Lu Feng pondered and said: "The Thunder Sound Art has three realms. I can only learn it at the beginning, and I don't even get to the first stage."

After finishing speaking, he released Taoist Ziping and said, "Ziping, try to hit me."

"Ah?" Taoist Ziping asked in surprise, "How can this be done?"

"It's okay, I want to confirm my changes." Lu Feng said seriously.

Taoist Ziping suddenly realized that the Pagoda Master practiced the Thunder Sound Art, and his physical strength must have improved, so he wanted to test how much he had improved.

But Taoist Ziping now has the cultivation base of Xuanling Realm, even if Lu Feng's physical body becomes stronger, it will be difficult to stop him.

"Do it, don't worry." Lu Feng reminded.

Taoist Zi Ping nodded, his palm was secretly storing real energy.

call!
Caught off guard, this chapter hit Lu Feng's chest precisely.

Lu Feng's body remained motionless, but his face twitched slightly, indicating that he had been severely attacked.

"Tower Master, are you alright?" Zi Ping asked in surprise. The palm just now exerted [-]% to [-]% of his strength. Even if he didn't have all his strength, Lu Feng could not bear it so easily if he only had to build a foundation and get started.

"The Thunder Sound Art is really too strong." Lu Feng exclaimed.

He just learned the exercises and applied them, and his body can resist the attacks of the masters of the Xuanling Realm head-on. If he really hits the first level, is it still okay?

"Congratulations to the tower master. Although the tower master was able to beat the strong in the mysterious spirit realm with the help of spells and magic weapons, his body is still the body of the foundation builder. If he is accidentally hit by an enemy in the profound spirit realm, he will still be seriously injured. But Lei The Yinshen Jue transformed the body of the Pagoda Master." Taoist Ziping was happy for Lu Feng.

Lu Feng pondered: "I just went from 'no kung fu' to 'mastering god-level kung fu'. This is a process from scratch, so the change is particularly obvious. Next, the extent of improvement in cultivation will definitely be very slow. gone."

Taoist Ziping nodded in agreement.

Every immortal cultivator is the same. When they first learn the exercises, they will naturally improve by leaps and bounds.In the future, it will be impossible to leap every day.

It is definitely not easy to practice the Leiyin Shenjue to the extreme, after all, even Wukong said it was difficult.

"Brother Monkey, how long does it usually take to practice the Thunder Sound Art to reach the first level?" Lu Feng then consciously entered the prison.

"How long?" Wukong yawned, and said lazily, "Ordinary people have to practice for decades. If it were me, a few months would be enough. You are the master of the Demon Suppressing Tower, no matter how bad you are, you should reach the first level within a year." One weight."

Lu Feng couldn't help laughing.

There are three levels of Leiyin Divine Art, from weak to strong, the first level is "transcendent", the second level is "sacred", and the third level is "immortal".

If you can reach the "transcendent" state, you can walk sideways in the mortal world, and you can stand still and beat the strongest immortal cultivator without any pressure.

Becoming a saint, the flesh body is comparable to a god and demon, and even the thunder of the sky can't move the slightest.

Immortality, that is equivalent to the body of the Buddha, invincible and immortal for thousands of years.

Reaching "extraordinary" in one year is not so difficult.

Brother Monkey only needs a month, this is probably the Stone Monkey...

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A few hours later, Yanjing Airport.

When Lu Feng got off the plane, Miao Han and Bao Yan were traveling with him.

Although Mr. Miao's status is not low, he acts low-key and travels in a very ordinary way.

As for Bao Yan, he wanted to personally lure Lu Feng to join the Dragon League, so naturally he couldn't be absent.

"You two wait a moment, Liu Chang said that someone has arranged a place for me in advance." Lu Feng reminded.

Qinhe Group has recently established branches in various places. As Yanjing is the capital of China, Liuchang will naturally try to open up the market here.

The person in charge of the Yanjing branch is called Zhou Weiming, a former friend of Liu Chang, and has been in Yanjing for many years.

However, Lu Feng had never seen this person before, and there were so many people nearby, it was difficult for him to find him for a while.

"Lu Feng, I heard that you wanted to visit the Wang family. Is there any festival between you and the Wang family?" Miao Han casually asked.

"It's not a holiday, I have an old friend at Wang's house and I want to meet up." Lu Feng said plainly.

Miao Han was thoughtful, he could tell that Lu Feng cared a lot about the old friend he was talking about.

At this time, a very magnetic man's voice appeared: "Is there a friend in Wang's house? I think this gentleman is a bit unfamiliar."

"Who are you?" Lu Feng turned his head and saw a strange face, who seemed to be in his early 20s, and he was considered dignified.

"Murong Xu." The young man smiled and handed over a business card after speaking.

When the name was mentioned, Murong Xu's face was full of pride and even conceit.

Lu Feng didn't take it seriously at all, and replied politely: "Lu Feng."

"Lu Feng?" Unexpectedly, Murong Xu frowned, as if he knew the name.

"You know me?" Lu Feng asked.

"Hehe, it's nothing. I heard my friend mention Lu Feng before. The Lu Feng she mentioned is just a useless poor student." Murong Xu said lightly, with a bit of disdain on his brows.

He has always paid attention to personal connections. When he first arrived in Beijing, he paid more attention when he heard the young man in front of him mention that he had friends in the Wang family.

As a result, the other party didn't even have his own business card, and his gestures were full of civilian temperament, obviously he was not a big shot.

Since he's just a grassroots person, it's not worth Murong Xu's concern at all.

"Your friend mentioned Lu Feng?" Lu Feng was puzzled, "What's your friend's name?"

Although Murong Xu looked down on ordinary people like Lu Feng, he still maintained his demeanor and replied, "Wang Wan'er, of course, you probably don't know the Wang family either."

(End of this chapter)