Hyper-fusion, I have infinite forms

The feeling of extreme emptiness that emerged from deep within his body interrupted Zhou Yan's immersion.

Zhou Yan's left eye cleared and he stopped practicing the breathing method.

The sound of hundreds of birds chirping that originally filled the entire teaching hall suddenly stopped.

Zhou Yan immediately looked at the information prompt that he had not noticed before.

【Crane's Li Breathing Method (Beginner → Standard)】

"It worked. With a reference, my breathing method has indeed improved."

Zhou Yan pondered for a moment, joy in his eyes.

Then he looked at the attribute panel again.

【属性：体魄14（21），敏锐10（16），精神12（17）】

His own measurements are "14", "10" and "12" respectively.

After obtaining a 21% bonus to the attributes of the life equipment, the actual attributes are "16", "17" and "".

After practicing the more advanced breathing method just now, his physical strength increased a little in a short period of time, from "13" to "14".

The effect is gratifying.

Zhou Yan closed his panel, took a quick look and found that Luo Xuan was gone. Instead, on the ground in front of him lay a bag of black secret medicine supplement and a piece of note paper.

{Your talent is really strong. You can actually... Baiming-level breathing method consumes a lot of nutrients from the body. Take supplements immediately after practicing. If you still feel weak, come to me immediately.}

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(End of this chapter)

Chapter 58 Life Essence, Old Man

Zhou Yan felt warm in his heart and put down the note Luo Xuan left for him.

The feeling of being so weak that he was about to faint was extremely unbearable. This feeling of weakness and emptiness was several times more terrifying than any time he had practiced breathing techniques before, as if it was completely draining all the nutrients and energy in his body.

He picked up the secret medicine and was about to take it.

After a pause, he put down the secret medicine again.

He suppressed his body's hunger and thirst, then called up the item bar on his panel.

With a slight thought, a blood-red light spot the size of a fingernail that looked quite tempting appeared in his hand.

[Micro Life Essence: After use, it can comprehensively replenish the body's nutrients]

Zhou Yan looked at the tempting light floating in the palm of his hand.

"Can this replace the 'secret medicine'?"

He stopped thinking and directly lifted the light spot to his mouth. With just a light inhale, the red light spot turned into strands of light and flowed into his mouth.

The next second, a large amount of vitality suddenly emerged from deep within the body, which seemed extremely exhausted due to the consumption of the breathing method.

It's like a lake of life emerged in the desert!

The lake water was constantly consumed by the desert, and finally slowly dissipated again.

After the spring water dried up again, Zhou Yan felt that his body, which had been extremely depleted, had recovered almost half of its original state.

He thought about it, then picked up the supplement given by Luo Xuan and drank it.

After more than ten minutes, he felt silently and felt that his condition had recovered to about 70% to 80%.

He couldn't help but show a little joy on his face.

This "1" unit of life essence is more than twice as effective as a supplement?

Moreover, the speed of replenishing the body's deficiencies is far faster than that of secret medicine supplements.

I have to say - the products of Golden Finger are definitely top quality.

Zhou Yan took a look at the remaining 39 units of life essence, thought about it, and decided not to continue using it.

Good things should be used sparingly. The remaining little deficit can be solved by having a full meal out.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan immediately packed up and went downstairs.

I looked up at the time and it was already past twelve o'clock.

He was a little surprised. He had been watching Luo Xuan's demonstration of the breathing method since about nine o'clock, and trying to practice it by referring to it.

I didn’t expect that this breathing practice would take more than three hours.

No wonder the body is so depleted, it is estimated that all the nutrients stored in the body have been drained out.

After returning to the room and getting some money, Zhou Yan left the sword hall.

He was so hungry that he couldn't stand it anymore.

And as Zhou Yan closed the door of the sword hall, a sound was heard.

At the back of the sword hall, the dim night light in Luo Xuan's room was also turned off.

The young hall owner lay quietly on her bed, her expression slightly relaxed.

She closed her eyes with peace of mind and quickly fell asleep.

*

After closing the gate of the sword hall, Zhou Yan turned around and took a deep breath.

The season didn't seem to have entered midsummer yet, so the streets were breezed with cool air late at night, which was much more comfortable than his somewhat stuffy little room.

Zhou Yan didn't delay any longer and walked quickly towards his goal.

Although the old street is quieter late at night than during the day, there are still several shops operating late-night snack businesses that are brightly lit.

However, those barbecue and crayfish shops mainly serve strong flavors, which are too expensive for Zhou Yan who just wants to fill his stomach.

His target was not these shops, but the one on the corner - pork trotter rice.

This well-known delicacy is the best companion for people from other relatively poor areas who come to the developed Suzaku District to work and make a living.

It is high in calories and rich in nutrition, making it the perfect choice for filling your stomach and replenishing energy.

In an instant, the blood volume consumed by a day's work can be restored.

So Zhou Yan walked into the restaurant and shouted with a smile to the fat boss who was lying in an old-fashioned bamboo rocking chair, dozing off to cool off.

"Brother Wu, are you asleep? If you are not asleep, give me a full bowl of pork trotter rice, with more rice!"

The fat boss he called slowly took away the palm-leaf fan that was blocking his face, raised his sleepy eyes and took a look: "Oh, it's Xiao Zhou, why are you still eating out so late? Aren't you young people most concerned about your figure? Aren't you afraid of getting fat by eating such greasy food so late at night?"

He spoke with a strong southern accent, which sounded very similar to the Cantonese accent on Zhou Yan's Earth.

"I can't help it." Zhou Yan showed a hearty smile, "Your business is so good today, and I've run a lot of orders, so the cost is too high!"

"Tsk, did the two girls from the Luo family not cook enough rice? I'll go and give them a lecture someday." Brother Wu was indignant on behalf of Zhou Yan, "They have small appetites. If you're not full, come to my place for a snack. I won't charge you any money!"

"They are very nice to me." Zhou Yan laughed, "I'd better tell the truth. I just couldn't sleep at night, and suddenly I thought of Angkor's food. I was greedy, hehe."

To avoid endless discussion, he lied.

"That's more like it!" Wu Ge's face was full of satisfaction. "Let me tell you, the profit from this pork trotter rice business is not even a fraction of the rent I collect. I just opened it to relieve my boredom and to help out young people like you who came to Suzaku District to work hard."

As he spoke, he stood up and went to the kitchen, and swiftly prepared a deluxe pork trotter rice with extra ingredients for Zhou Yan.

"Hey, is this enough? If not, Angkor Wu will give you another pig's trotter. It will be thrown away tomorrow morning anyway."

The boss, Wu Ge, looked at Zhou Yan with a smile and was especially kind to this disabled but strong-willed young man who was working hard to make a living.

"Enough! Enough for now!" Zhou Yan swallowed, took out twenty yuan from his pocket and handed it over.

As a result, the fat boss slapped his hand away, and his originally kind face showed an unhappy look: "What!? I just said I wouldn't charge you, but now you're giving me money. Do you think I look down on you, Angkor Wu? If I look down on you, don't eat!"

"No..." Zhou Yan smiled awkwardly and took back the money in the other party's angry eyes, "Isn't this just paying for a meal?"

"Your twenty dollars is not a big deal. You'll be doing me justice if you eat more."

As he spoke, Wu Ge turned around and walked to the door of the shop, lying back on the bamboo chair, fanning himself slowly.

Zhou Yan knew that these neighbors were all thinking about taking care of him, so he stopped being pretentious and started eating like crazy.

Seeing Zhou Yan eating with relish, Boss Wu, who had been observing secretly, nodded with satisfaction, and finally fanned himself leisurely and started to check the live broadcast room.

After looking for a while, he smiled and stretched out his hand to point at the screen a few times.

Soon, the female anchor’s coquettish voice could be heard faintly from the phone: “Thank you, Brother Wu Fa and Brother Wu Tian, ​​for the cruise ship——”

The life of a landlord is so simple and unpretentious.

A few minutes later.

Just as the boss was concentrating on watching the young lady dancing in the live broadcast room, Zhou Yan was about to finish the pork trotter rice in his bowl.

An old man wearing plain black clothes and with silver hair walked slowly into the store with a hunched back, his left hand behind his back and a cane in his right hand.

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(End of this chapter)

Chapter 59 Zhang Daosheng

Although the old man looked trembling, he was restrained and his footsteps were silent. Even the boss who was concentrating on looking at his phone failed to attract his attention.

When he entered the store, he saw Zhou Yan, who was concentrating on eating. He nodded slightly, smiled, and walked over.

As a result, he moved silently, and before he got two meters closer to Zhou Yan from behind, Zhou Yan seemed to sense something.

He gently put down his chopsticks and turned around quickly.

After seeing that it was an old man with a kind expression, the sudden shock in my heart slowly subsided.

So he asked politely, "Grandpa, are you looking for me?"

"Hmm." The old man seemed slightly surprised that Zhou Yan could notice his arrival, and then he smiled and nodded.

"My name is Zhang Daosheng, and my friend is Zhou Yan?"

Zhang Daosheng?

Zhou Yan looked at the kind old man in front of him, listened to the name he introduced himself, and his mind quickly recalled whether he knew the other person.

The conclusion is no.

However, he still nodded politely and replied: "I am Zhou Yan."

Then he asked doubtfully, "Grandpa Zhang, are you looking for me?"

Zhou Yan felt somewhat alert.

He was a visitor from another world, and apart from the students in the sword gym of the Luo sisters, the only people he knew in this world were the neighbors on this old street, and some familiar customers who looked a little familiar to him after delivering meals to him many times.

As soon as the old man came over, he called out his name with a serious look.

It was hard not to care.

The old man seemed to see Zhou Yan's vigilance. He smiled slightly and did not explain too much. Instead, he directly told the new information: "I am Luo Huaiyi's old friend."

Luo Huaiyi?

Zhou Yan was slightly stunned, then he realized that he had seen this name on the memorial tablet in his sister's room.

This is the name of Luo Xuan and Luo Ke’s father.

He was a little at a loss, and subconsciously stood up and politely asked the old man to sit down.

Boss Wu, who was guarding the door, heard the noise, turned around, and saw Zhou Yan chatting with the old man. He was a little confused for a moment.

'When did this old man come into the store?'

However, seeing that there was nothing special, he stopped paying attention to it and turned back to happily watching the live broadcast on his phone.

Zhang Daosheng sat opposite Zhou Yan and asked Zhou Yan with a smile: "I haven't been back to Tianzun City for a long time. I didn't expect that Huaiyi's sword hall seems to be much older. Let me ask you, are the two girls okay?"

His tone was gentle, but there was an inexplicable meaning in his voice that made people have to follow his instructions.

Zhou Yan was slightly stunned, frowned and said: "Grandpa, if you are really an old friend of Pavilion Master Luo, then wouldn't it be better to meet Xiaoxuan and Xiaoke in person and ask them about their recent situation in person?"

"Hmm." Zhang Daosheng heard the vigilance in Zhou Yan's words and couldn't help but smile, "I didn't expect that you, a young boy, are quite vigilant."