Chapter 128 The Shocking Speed of Cultivation

Seeing how distressed Lang Zhen and Deng Laoer were, Feng Jun laughed and said, "Wait, I'll get you some silver dollars."

He walked into the house and when he came out, he already had a woven bag in his hand, which contained a full thousand silver dollars.

When he opened the woven bag and saw the neatly arranged silver dollars, Deng Laoer was dumbfounded, "Where did this silver dollar... come from?"

These days, he has been "always" with Feng Jun, and even went to exchange gold leaves for silver coins. He really couldn't figure out where the other party got the silver coins.

Lang Zhen guessed a little bit that Feng Jun had a storage bag, he was an immortal cultivator.

In the past, Mr. Feng didn't use storage bags because it was said to be a waste of immortal energy. Now he must be too tight to use it.

Feng Jun walked into the room again and took out two bags of silver coins. "It's three thousand yuan in total. It should be enough for a while. Put the collected jade in another room. Don't disturb me recently."

Seeing him about to leave again, Deng Laoer couldn't help but said, "Why are these silver coins so brand new?"

"Okay, second brother," Lang Zhen spoke up, "Why are you asking so many questions? Who can still fake it?"

Deng Laoer's mouth moved but he didn't say anything, but he was very unconvinced. Why couldn't silver coins be faked?

In fact, many families in this plane are privately minting silver coins, making huge profits by using impurities and cutting corners.

Feng Jun saw his doubts and smiled casually, "You can't trust me?"

"You can trust me, you can trust me," Lang Zhen immediately smiled and smoothed things over, "I can't trust anyone, but I can trust you."

Are you kidding? Immortal cultivators will adulterate silver coins? We don’t bring such funny people.

If you have that free time, what should you do? To put it another way, even if some immortal cultivators are so idle that they cast silver coins privately to make a profit, how easy is it to purify silver using their own methods? Seriously, if you add impurities into it, it will take a lot of effort.

He was speaking happily, but Deng Laoer's eyes suddenly opened, he pointed at Feng Jun, and his mouth opened wide in astonishment.

He was trembling all over, "You, you, you... you, you, you..."

"Second brother, what are you doing?" Lang Zhen became unhappy and glared, "Can you follow some rules? The miracle doctor is your boss!"

Deng Laoer, however, looked horrified, still pointing his hand at Feng Jun without putting it down.

He was glared at by the other party just now and discovered something that made him feel extremely horrified.

Deng Laoer spent a long time brewing his emotions before he plucked up the courage to ask, "Miracle Doctor, have you been promoted to a martial artist?"

This was too scary, but he remembered clearly that although this miracle doctor was strong, he never had the aura of a warrior, and Lone Wolf also said that Boss Feng had never practiced.

After so many days of contact, Deng Laoer was very sure that Feng Jun was really an ordinary person, at least as he was before the stick of incense.

But this person stayed in the room for a while, and when he came out again, he actually released a powerful aura, which was the aura of a martial artist. For a moment, Deng Laoer was really frightened. He had never seen anyone advance quickly. I’ve never seen anything so fast!

When Lang Zhen heard this, he was also startled. He turned his head and looked at Feng Jun carefully, "Well... when did you start practicing?"

Feng Jun touched his chin and pondered for a moment before replying, "Just now... didn't I stay in the room for a while?"

"This is impossible!" Deng Laoer jumped up and shouted loudly, "You have never practiced before!"

"That's right," Feng Jun nodded and looked at him strangely, "I have always said that I have never practiced."

Hearing this, Deng Laoer almost exploded. He asked dumbfounded, "Then you mean that you, a person who has never practiced before, rose to the rank of martial arts master in just one stick of incense?"

We really don’t want to be so funny! It was impossible for him to believe this statement. How could a martial artist become so easy to cultivate?

He has been practicing for more than ten years and can barely afford pills. In addition, with the guidance of his father who is a martial artist, he is only a high-level martial artist now, and there is still a long way to go before becoming a martial artist.

"Yes," Feng Jun nodded and asked in confusion, "Is it difficult? I feel very relaxed."

"I'll go!" Deng Laoer raised his hand and slapped his forehead hard, completely speechless.

Someone practiced a stick of incense and became stronger than he had practiced for more than ten years. How could this make him feel so embarrassed?

He was depressed for a while, and then asked again, "May I ask the miracle doctor, what kind of skills do you practice?"

"Okay," Lang Zhen snorted, "Boy, as a knife-edge man, we need to know the taboos. Besides, you know that Boss Feng is a miracle doctor. Isn't it normal for him to have some secret skills?"

He has returned to normal. After all, he has seen a miracle doctor cure his own disease in just one pee.

Deng Laoer looked at him suspiciously, "Brother Lang, do you believe what the miracle doctor said?"

"Isn't this nonsense?" Lang Zhen rolled his eyes after hearing this. He might not unconditionally believe in any miracle doctor, but when this miracle doctor was a cultivator, he felt that whatever happened was normal, "Why else would he?" Call a miracle doctor?"

Deng Laoer looked at him in shock, and after a long time he tentatively asked, "Brother Lang, are you hiding something from me?"

"Hide it from you?" Lang Zhen glanced at him angrily, "Let's talk about it openly... You are just a knife-edge person. You just need to protect the master's family. Why do you ask so much?"

Deng Laoer rolled his eyes and thought to himself, if I encounter such a thing, can I not inquire about it? Maybe, you lone wolf knows the inside story.

At this moment, Feng Jun turned his head and saw a group of people approaching from a distance, so he greeted them, walked back to the thatched house, and closed the door.

Sitting on a stool, he took out the Zhongxia mobile phone in his pocket, opened the screen, and looked at the APP on it.

It was a pity that the live broadcast of bullfighting was not downloaded on this phone, but it didn't matter. He thought for a moment and clicked on > Feng Jun's WeChat contacts were not many, just over a hundred. He originally wanted to find good scenery, but in the end By accident, I saw the ID "Zhixin Hongjie".

It's up to you. He clicked on Sister Zhixinhong's interface, opened her circle of friends, and clicked with his left hand.

There is no way, for entering the WeChat space, he is currently only good at this kind of operation.

However, he is not very confident. Whether he can enter the WeChat space here is just a test.

Fortunately, he actually entered the space, and then easily found the camera of Sister Hong's phone and turned on the lens.

I hope Sister Hong won't be having sex with someone at this moment. Inexplicably, such an idea came to his mind.

Fortunately, Sister Hong was facing the phone, poking at it with her fingers, not knowing what she was doing.

It is already late autumn in Zheng Yang, and most people have to wear jackets, but Sister Hong is indoors.

She was wearing a white half-sleeve dress trimmed with lace. Not only could she see her white arms, but she could also see her slightly raised collarbone and... part of her career line.

On her face, she sometimes smiled, sometimes frowned, and occasionally opened her eyes wide, as if she was thinking about something.

Feng Jun watched it for five or six minutes. He wanted to continue reading, but he felt it was a bit immoral. He had to turn over the tablet in his hand and planned to put it down.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the tablet was turned over, he saw the other side, which turned out to be two delicate and slender legs, leaning on a mahogany coffee table.

It turns out that this is the correct way to open the back camera!

This was the first time that Feng Jun could look at Sister Hong's long legs without restraint.

I have to admit that Sister Hong's legs are so beautiful, straight and slender, and although they are thin, they are a little plump.

Not to mention her thighs, her calves are also extremely round, with extremely graceful but not very curved calves, unlike many over-exercised women who have obvious bulges on their calves.

Moreover, the bends of the legs and knees are not too convex or concave, they are very smooth, and are really rounded to a delicate level.

No wonder she doesn't like to wear stockings. If these flawless legs are wrapped in stockings, it would be a blasphemy against beauty.

Her pair of slender feet are also quite charming. Feng Jun is not a foot expert, but he can still feel the naturalness and symmetry. The front ends of the fleshy and slender toes are dotted with sky blue nail polish.

At this moment, Feng Jun finally realized what "playing with legs" means, not to mention what kind of ecstasy it would be to have such a pair of jade legs tied around the waist. Just playing with these long legs, at least in He won't get tired of it within three months.

As for what it will feel like after three months...it's something he has never experienced before, and he doesn't want to talk nonsense.

Feng Jun was distracted for a while before exiting Sister Hong's room in the WeChat space.

Looking at the time on his phone, he saw that ten minutes had passed. He nodded slightly and exited the immortal cultivation plane. When he opened his eyes again, he was already in modern society.

Of course, when leaving, Feng Jun did not forget to drag over another twenty pieces of jade.

The first time he looked at the mobile phone connected to the power bank, it was only about ten minutes before he discovered the mobile phone.

But nearly half an hour had passed since the mobile phone he brought into the space.

In other words, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net The mobile phone faithfully recorded time after entering the immortal space. After he entered the second space, because he was peeping at Sister Hong through the camera, the mobile phone did not stop timing.

But in the real world, this mobile phone only records time when he is peeping. At other times, time is stagnant.

Through this test, Feng Jun understood many rules. The most important thing is that he knew that the mobile phone space can be entered cumulatively. In the cultivation space, he can enter other spaces for the second time.

The second most important thing is his guess about the timeline. Sure enough, even if he enters the mobile phone space, the outside time may not necessarily stop. The key is whether he is willing to let the outside time pass.

The third thing is an unexpected surprise. He is in the realm of cultivating immortals and can observe some trends in real society when there is no signal or IFI on his mobile phone. This is simply too buggy, isn’t it?

Regarding this phenomenon, the liberal arts monk racked his brains and could not explain it. In the end, he could only think angrily: Just think of it as the author's setting.

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