Chapter 2 The Great Immortal Recipe Eight or Nine Xuangong!

Call~!

Qin Feng opened his eyes violently and gasped for breath.

In a moment just now, he almost thought of himself as the Monkey King, spanning thirty-six days, immersed in the past.

The rain was getting lighter and lighter, and there was only the sound of ticking.

Qin Feng sorted out the more things in his mind, there were too many, so vast that it was almost impossible to digest them in a short time, so he could only take them step by step...

It was also the existence of these things that made Qin Feng really convinced.

In this world, there are immortals!

That's not a legend!

In the thirty-six days of the Ten Thousand Realms, the interface of the earth where he is located is only one of the three thousand small realms in the thirty-fifth day.

In thirty-six days, not even a grain of dust is counted.

With such a remote interface, it's no wonder that it can't keep up with the trend of cultivating immortals.

However, what surprised Qin Feng was that there were actually monks on the earth, but they were all isolated from mortal dust and could not be touched by ordinary people.

The myths and legends that have been passed down through the ages are actually spread by these monks.

According to the speculation left by Sun Wukong, the strongest monk on the earth is the Jie Dan Yuan Infant who has reached the sky, this kind of monk has the inheritance of the Monkey King, and Qin Feng has enough confidence to turn those monks into scum one by one.

Feeling the vast Great Sage Inheritance in his mind, Qin Feng's heart was pounding wildly, and he subconsciously raised his hand, and found that his broken right hand had actually recovered, as well as his right foot, and it was fine!

All... It's all so real!

Cultivation! Become an Immortal! These two words echoed in Qin Feng's mind!

Damn, I'm going to turn over!

Practice!

Qin Feng frantically searched for the inheritance memories left by Sun Wukong, there are too many magic tricks in them, and there are countless supernatural powers, what kind of law heaven and earth, extra-legal clones, this is all accumulated by Sun Wukong for thirty-six days.

If you want to cultivate, you naturally have to cultivate the best, otherwise it won't be wasted in vain!

"That's you!"

"Great Heavenly Immortal Formula!"

This is the immortal recipe practiced by Sun Wukong when he became an immortal in one step.

Besides!

"Eighty-nine Xuangong!"

One Qi Training, One Body Training!

Qin Feng couldn't wait any longer, these were the top immortal recipes in the Ten Thousand Worlds, he sat down directly against the wall, and he didn't know how to cultivate, so Qin Feng tried to recite it silently in his heart according to the immortal recipe.

Time passes little by little.

Nine o'clock, ten o'clock, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock in the evening!

When it was twelve o'clock, Qin Feng opened his eyes violently, his eyes were full of joy!

The whole person also looks like a change, if there is nothing, there is a dusty temperament.

He let out a long breath and glanced at his clothes, which had become jet black, full of some sticky black impurities, which were excreted from his body, fortunately it rained, and he could wash some of them, otherwise when he went out, others would have thought that he had just gone to dig coal.

"Practice Qi and get down!"

Qin Feng's eyes shone with essence, and he could feel that there was a wisp of qi swimming in his body, that was cultivation!

I'm a monk now!

Practicing Qi, building the foundation, knotting the Dan, Yuan Infant, turning into a god, cave void, crossing the tribulation, Mahayana, Tianxian, Taiyi Xuanxian, Daluo Jinxian, quasi-sage, supremely holy, each realm is divided into four levels: upper, middle, lower, and four levels.

These were all realm divisions that Qin Feng knew from Sun Dasheng's lineage.

"It's too slow..."

Qin Feng thought of Sun Dasheng's past practice, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, the Monkey King of the year, one breath of Qi practice, three moments to build a foundation, seven days to form a pill, thirty days to become a baby, May to turn into a god, a hole in the void of the tribulation, three years of Mahayana, feathered into an immortal.

It is also cultivated at the same time as eight or nine mystical skills, carrying three disasters and nine calamities, the sun and the moon are the same, the heaven and the earth are the same longevity, and the art of crying ghosts and gods is earth-shattering.

But just think about it, Qin Feng knows very well what kind of character Sun Wukong is, born with the essence of heaven and earth, and his qualifications are not at all a grade compared to him.

Clenched his fists, when Qin Feng cultivated the Great Heavenly Immortal Technique, he also practiced Eighty-Nine Xuangong, and Eighty-Nine Xuangong practiced the physical body, and he now had a feeling that if he went down with this punch, he was afraid that he would be able to hammer a bear to death.

"Qin Yu, Wei Hai... Wait for Ben Shao, Ben Shao will pinch you to death one by one like pinching to death!"

Qin Feng had a flame of revenge in his eyes, and when he stood up, the rain had almost stopped.

He's going home now, and if he doesn't come home overnight, he's going to be worried.

But just as Qin Feng stood up, a group of obscene laughter came from the entrance of the alley, and there were about three or four people listening to the voice.

Qin Feng is now only practicing Qi and inferior grades, and he can't release his divine sense at all, but as he becomes a monk, Qin Feng's five senses sensitivity is already dozens of times that of ordinary people.

Even if it was late at night, I could see the situation at the entrance of the alley at a glance, four hooligan bastards, surrounded by a girl in a white dress, it was too dark Qin Feng couldn't see the girl's appearance clearly, and he could only say that he was in a very positive figure.

And these four hooligan bastards turned out to be the ones who broke Qin Feng's hands and feet before!

"It's really not like enemies don't get together. ”

There was a cold color in Qin Feng's eyes.

"Spare me, please..."

The girl's beautiful face was already full of tears, and there was a frightened expression on her face, looking at the four hooligans who were coming around, she was just out to buy something, who knew that when she just passed by this street, she met these four drunken thugs, and dragged her into this alley.

"Leave you alone? hey, hey... Let the brothers have a good time and let you go. ”

"Brothers, it's my turn to shoot the first shot this time!"

Among the four gangsters, a short and fat man, with big ears and big ears, was dyed yellow with a horse killer and a big gold necklace that he didn't know was true of.

"Okay, okay, here you go. ”

"You're a waste of three seconds. ”

"Hurry up for Lao Tzu, I'm suffocating under too much wine!"

The other three people were unwilling, but they couldn't help it, they had to follow the rules, and this time it was indeed the turn of the fat man.

"Hey, hey..."

Humpty Dumpty's face was full of obscenity, and he unbuckled his belt while stepping forward, and directly pulled off his pants: "Brother, a few helpers." ”

The other three stepped forward and pinned the girl to the ground, one restrained the girl's hand, one pressed the girl's body, and the other broke her leg to hold her in place.

The girl screamed, struggling desperately, tears streaming down her face and despair in her eyes.

Humpty Dumpty, with a bare pair of pants, was already a small tent, and he stepped forward drunkenly and stretched out his hand to pick up the bottom of the girl's skirt.

"No, no, please...... Don't!"

Hysterical cries ... It was all the pleasure of these four thugs, and they all laughed obscenely.

Just as the thugs were about to make a move, a cold voice came from the depths of the alley.

"Isn't that interesting?"

As soon as the voice came out, the four thugs suddenly raised their heads.

Qin Feng put his hands in his trouser pockets, and his wet bangs covered his eyes, but the cold eyes still fell on the eyes of the four gangsters.

"Oh, Lao Tzu thought it was someone, it turned out to be Qin Shao. ”

Among the four people, holding the girl's hands, a man with purple hair and dense tattoos on his arms stood up, looking at Qin Feng with a drunken look, and the other three people also stood up.

This purple hair swept Qin Feng up and down, and he didn't look at Qin Feng at all.

"Looks like I didn't cripple you just now. ”

"Brother Mao, why don't we give him some blood this time?"

Beside Purple Hair, the short and fat man with bare pants didn't know where he got a knife.

"Don't, it's Qin Shao, very majestic. ”

Purple Fur grinned, took the knife from Humpty Dumpty's hand, and then lifted his foot and rested on a small rock next to him.

"Give you another chance to drill under Lao Tzu's crotch, otherwise this time, Lao Tzu will pick your tendons. ”

The other three laughed sarcastically.

"it!"

"Lost dog, I really thought I was the young master of the past, you are nothing without a father!"

"Let you like to be nosy in the past, if it weren't for this goods, how would our brothers have entered the bureau last time!"

“......”

Qin Feng glanced at the girl who had hurriedly adjusted his clothes and leaned against the wall, with a frightened girl in his eyes, and this girl was also looking at him, with worry and guilt in her eyes.

In her opinion, it was she who affected Qin Feng.

"I saw this sister's sister last time, but she's so pretty, she's only fifteen years old, she must be a chick, or when will my brother go to do a wave?"

In the midst of the sarcastic voice, one of the men with an inch head and a height of 1.8 meters suddenly said this.

"Okay!"

"Damn, why didn't you say it earlier!"

"Gotta do it, mustad!"

“......”

The rain slowly began to get heavier again.

The coldness in Qin Feng's eyes had completely turned into killing intent.

"You guys deserve to die. ”