You become holy by eating soft food, right?

Chapter 23 23. I am a prophet, give you strength

brush!
The crystal water splashes are like crystals breaking the surface of the lake.

The young man swung his pole and threw a big fat fish onto the grass.

Two big-backed cats came up immediately, and after baring their teeth, one of the cats retreated, while the other ran up the willow tree with the fish in its mouth, and respectfully put the fish in the white forest. In front of the cat, he didn't dare to wait any longer, and retreated under the tree again.

And under the tree, those weak cats looked at the white cat with envy in their eyes, but none of the cats dared to overstep, but all obediently lay down.

The white cat is like a proud young lady, and the rest of the cats are her servants.

Bai Feng didn't know how this white cat could have such a great ability, and he didn't see it in Zangshu Pavilion before.

"Boy, it's almost time to rest. Continue to practice in the afternoon."

Yuan Kui's voice came from afar.

"Understood, Uncle Yuan." Bai Feng replied from afar.

afternoon.

in the sun.

Yuan Kui taught Bai Feng.

"Boy, the strength and posture of your Bear Fist in [Two Bird Fist] are barely passable, but it lacks a sense of madness, ruthlessness, and explosiveness.

A blood bear must not only be powerful, but also crazy and brutal. "

"Forget it, although I don't know how to [Two Bird Fist], I can still teach you a little bit about explosiveness.

You are optimistic about it. "

After all, the burly man stood a little further away and waved his fist towards the air.

But he swings very slowly, giving off a clumsy feel.

"drink!!"

Suddenly, Yuan Kui yelled, his muscles all over his body inflated like a balloon, and his fist suddenly became a little bigger.

The speed of his punches remained the same, but his expression was ferocious and terrifying. He still kept the same speed, but when he punched again, it was like a big gun piercing the air, and there was a dull explosion.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
One punch after another, in the air, it was like thunder in the daytime, exploding non-stop.

After more than ten blows in a row, Yuan Kui retracted his fist at will, and let out another breath, the fist and arm slowly recovered.

He stepped forward and patted the back of Bai Feng's head with his hands, and said softly, "Boy, did you see clearly?
You have to play this kind of explosive feeling with your bear fist.

Even if I can't do it to my level, it doesn't feel bad.When you mobilize the blood, there must be a sense of explosion from the heart. "

Bai Feng responded.

At the same time, he froze.

Because with Yuan Kui's encouraging patting, a line of information flashed in his mind again:
【You have copied the low-grade purple Qi-Blood Martial Arts Bead——Blood Compression】.
Bai Feng:? ? ?
into the night.

Bai Feng lay down on the bed early, carefully watching the newly obtained information on the Martial Dao Orb.

【Blood Compression】

Quality: Purple low grade, can be learned

Function: Qi and blood compression
It can compress Qi and blood to form a special powerful "blood drop" in the body, and as long as the "blood drop" is released again, it can produce terrible explosive power.

"I see. Is this the secret of Uncle Yuan's power?"

He thought back to Uncle Yuan's suddenly inflated arms and fists during the day, as well as the bursting sensation that he swung at will. This is a proper devil's muscular man.

Looking again, Bai Feng saw two lines of information:

[You can reveal the goal that matches "blood compression" in your dream, so that you can quickly comprehend it]

【Currently suitable target: Song Zhi】

"Fit to sister, what are you waiting for?"

Sensing the extra purple bead in his mind, Bai Feng decided to act immediately.

He closed his eyes and recited in his heart: "Blood compression, choose Song Zhi as the target of enlightenment."

Immediately afterwards, another message came: [The target has not yet fallen asleep, so it cannot be revealed]

Baifeng:.
He waited for two incense sticks, and tried again, but Song Zhi was still asleep.

After waiting for another half an hour, Song Zhi still didn't sleep.

an hour.
two hours
three hours
Song Zhi still didn't sleep.

Bai Feng was startled.

This time was much earlier than midnight, it was already early morning, why didn't Sister Zhi Zhi go to bed?What are you doing in the middle of the night?

He decided to wait a little longer, if Song Zhi still couldn't come, then he could only sleep.

"Cough, cough, cough."

In the night wind, Miss Song pushed open the door, then closed it immediately, and then wrapped her palm with a bandage, blood spilled from the tiger's mouth.

Today's assassination target was a man with a big axe. The ax was so heavy that it almost broke her arm. Fortunately, she managed to win by relying on her agility and speed.

"There is another 300 taels of silver. Combined with the 100 taels that Xiaofeng left me before, I can give him 400 taels this time. Xiaofeng will definitely think that my sister is very capable, right?"

Her icy pretty face stretched out, revealing a sweet smile, and then carefully put the four hundred taels of silver bills into the box, and then deposited them in the old place, and then wrote a note with a code and put it on the table.

After doing all this, Miss Song felt extremely sore all over her body, and she didn't want to take a bath anymore, she just wanted to sleep quickly.

"The battle has been too long. If the battle can be ended quickly, it should be much better. Let's go to sleep first. Wait until the daytime to dry the quilt."

Miss Song took off her cloak and coat, got into the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.

Slept for a while.

Miss Song felt something was wrong.

She opened her eyes suddenly, only to find that she was no longer on the bed.

"here is?"

She looked around quickly, but saw the clouds steaming.

Looking at his feet again, he saw that his boots were actually stepping on the clouds.

"It's heaven!"

"How could this be?"

Miss Song was at a loss.

But immediately, a thought popped into her mind: Could this be a dream?

But why is this dream so real?
But at this moment, a huge golden door suddenly appeared in the clouds and mist. There seemed to be something written on the plaque on the top of the door, but it was blurry, but it made it even more mysterious.

The giant gate is hundreds of feet high and hundreds of feet long, extremely majestic and majestic.

Miss Song stood in front of the door in shock, feeling like an ant.

"How could I dream of such a place?"

Just as she was thinking, the huge door suddenly opened slowly.

A golden silhouette that could not be seen like the sun appeared behind the giant gate.

The figure said: "I am a prophet, I give you strength."

After finishing speaking, the figure's palms were slightly lowered, and a purple light rushed into Miss Song's body.

Immediately, the figure didn't say much, and disappeared in a hurry, and the door closed quickly, as if the bell rang for the end of get off work, and they wanted to evacuate quickly.

Miss Song: .
Then Miss Song woke up.

She only felt that the blood in her body was burning and something was wrong.

He suddenly opened the Martial Dao Map and took a closer look, but saw that the original green Martial Dao Bead had turned into a dazzling purple at the place of the Qi and Blood Martial Dao Bead.

Miss Song: .
She could hardly believe her eyes.

What kind of power is this that can suddenly turn his Martial Dao Orb into purple?
Immediately, she seemed to remember something.

Prophet That being that claims to be a prophet?
And three months ago, the imperial capital was full of wind and rain, and all the major families were quietly looking for the spiritual martial arts orb that represented the future—the Prophet.

Now the owner of this prophet has found himself.

why?
Why?
Although she obtained a purple Qi and blood bead, Miss Song didn't feel any joy, all she had was full of vigilance.

What is gained must be lost.

The Prophet gave her a purple qi and blood bead, so what would she ask for?
But having said that, what kind of terrifying existence can do this by directly presenting a purple Qi and blood bead?

On the other side, Bai Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As for why he didn't talk much, he was afraid that sister Zhi Zhi would recognize him.

Three months ago, everyone in the imperial capital was looking for the Spirit Martial Arts Orb—the Prophet.

Apparently still looking.

If Sister Zhi Zhi knew that this bead was in his hands, she would be careless, and her flaws would probably be revealed in the future, and it would bring her a fatal disaster instead.

So, let him hang on.

Bai Feng was about to continue sleeping, when he suddenly looked at the state in surprise.

The purple Martial Dao Orb in his mind was still there, but it was in a dim state.

After a little attention, a line of information flashed out.

["Blood Compression" low-grade purple Martial Arts Qi and blood beads, the next use is 30 days away].

"It's not consumed?"

"That means it can be used all the time?"

It's nothing.
It was mainly because Bai Feng thought of the golden "Phantom Cat Bloodline".

(End of this chapter)