Urban Perspective Little Doctor

In the evening, Pang Feng gave up, threw down the axe in his hand, and went to his room.

Pang Feng’s Pang Feng is next to Dry Teng, so when he sits on the bed and meditates, he can clearly hear the snoring of Dry Teng.

"No? He doesn't even practice? Then how did he reach the current state?!" Pang Feng found that he didn't know anything about this withered vine.

However, Pang Feng wouldn't be disturbed by such a snoring, he closed his eyes and began to enter the state of cultivation.

When practicing, Pang Feng thought to himself that his strength is still too bad, not to mention that he can't even lift an axe, and that there is no way to save his life!

Now, he doesn't have the ability to leave here, it can be said to be extremely pitiful!

"Strength! I need strength! Otherwise, if you encounter an opponent of Yuan Yingqi, you will only die!" Pang Feng yelled in his heart. In any case, he must improve his strength.

At this moment, Golden Little Sword flew out of Pang Feng's eyebrows.

Afterwards, the black and yellow energy on the golden little sword gathered towards Pang Feng's arm.

"What is this?!" Pang Feng couldn't help but be secretly shocked after seeing this scene. He didn't expect that the golden little sword would actually gather the black and yellow energy towards him.

"Buzzing!"

At the same time, the golden little sword conveyed to Pang Feng, saying that it was Pang Feng's current strength, and his hands could only bear a trace of black and yellow energy, and he couldn't bear more.

"Never mind! I will master this black and yellow energy first, and then absorb more of the black and yellow energy!" Pang Feng knew the meaning of the golden sword, in a word, greedy more than chew!

Whoosh!

Afterwards, the golden little sword disappeared directly, and entered Pang Feng's eyebrows again.

At this time, Pang Feng was ready to refine the Xuanhuang Qi on his hands and let it completely blend into his arms.

The next day, early morning.

Pang Feng opened his eyes and felt the black and yellow air above his hands, feeling very heavy.

"I'm tired! I hope I can lift the axe for me!" Although Pang Feng felt extremely heavy, he still felt that the strength of his hands had more than doubled!

After all, this is the result of one night. In this case, coupled with the third style of Tian Jue Nine Swords, the burst of power should be able to lift the axe.

Pang Feng quickly came outside and began to lift the axe.

"Get up!"

Pang Feng used both hands to lift the axe directly.

Afterwards, Pang Feng's face showed a look of joy.

boom!

However, when Pang Feng was delighted, the axe fell directly to the ground. He was careless and did not keep lifting the axe.

"Although I didn't grasp it, I barely lifted it up." Pang Feng showed a look of satisfaction, and then he continued to lift the axe.

Just as Pang Feng kept mentioning the axe, Withered Teng came out of his room. He looked at Pang Feng's appearance, touched his beard, and seemed very satisfied.

Afterwards, withered vines disappeared directly from the place where they went.

On the other side, Pang Feng took half a day to lift the axe, and then took another half a day to successfully chop the first firewood!

"Success!"

boom!

After seeing his own results, Pang Feng couldn't help throwing the axe directly on the ground, and then sat on the ground and gasped.

At the same time, Pang Feng found that his hands had become a lot easier, and after a day's fatigue, he even absorbed some of the black and yellow energy.

"Yes, just taking advantage of the opportunity of chopping wood to absorb the gas of Xuanhuang, this is a matter of killing two birds with one stone!" Pang Feng smiled and had to say that he is now a blessing in disguise.

"Little guy, you are doing a good job. You can leave after 999 days of work." At this moment, there was a voice suddenly, and it was Kuteng who came back.

After Pang Feng heard the voice of the withered vine, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then he stood up quickly, the other party appeared abruptly, but he was startled.

Afterwards, Pang Feng discovered that Withered Teng was carrying something in his hand, taking advantage of the night to look at it, it seemed to be a monster.

"Uncle Ku, did you go hunting?" Pang Feng was in a good mood today, so he asked Ku Teng.

"What is hunting? I hunted and killed a monster to celebrate for you. After all, the first firewood is a day worth celebrating." Withered Teng looked at Pang Feng and said with a smile.

"Really?" To be honest, Pang Feng really didn't believe that the other party was so kind.

"Can this be fake?"

"Don't believe me, if you are really kind to me, just let me leave here." Pang Feng shook his head and said to Withered.

"Haha, haha, this is impossible. If you don't cut it for me, then my old man will come by himself. Are you afraid of exhausting my old man?" Ku Teng smiled and said to Pang Feng.

Sure enough, Pang Feng knew that the other party would not be so kind, and just wanted to let himself work for him.

"Little guy, don't worry, I will definitely not treat you badly when you help me chop the wood. Look at this seventh-level monster, I helped you prepare it." Withered Teng saw Pang Feng's face turn black and change. Can't help but smile and said.

"Seventh-level monster?!" When Pang Feng heard the words of the seventh-level monster, he couldn't help but yelled. With such a powerful force, he prepared a seventh-level monster for himself.

"It's not bad, just to make up for the effort I spent today." Then, Pang Feng said in a calm and light manner.

"Little guy, wait a while, old man, I'll help you roast this monster now." Then, after Ku Teng finished speaking, he hurried to the barbecue. Of course, Pang Feng did not rest. He followed behind Ku Teng and watched. It turned into a dinner for the seventh-level monster.

Of course, Pang Feng looked at the withered vines barbecued by the campfire, but he was very shocked in his heart.

The opponent's strength is really similar to what I guessed, and the worst is also the peak power of the Nascent Soul Stage.

"If you worship him as a teacher, although it is not as good as the Sect Master, at any rate there is a peak powerhouse of the Nascent Soul Stage as his backing." Pang Feng looked at the barbecued withered vine, and an idea emerged in his heart.

"Cough cough, cough cough, uncle Ku, can I worship you as a teacher?" Pang Feng did not hesitate, and asked directly to the other party.

"Naturally, the premise is that you must cut enough firewood." Withered Teng also agreed directly, but the prerequisite was that he had a headache.

"Okay! I will cut enough as soon as possible!" Finally, Pang Feng directly agreed as soon as he gritted his teeth.

Ku Teng looked at Pang Feng with a satisfied smile.