Imperial Heavenly Demon Monarch

Looking at Ren Feifei heading to the registration office, Zhao Sheng let out a long relaxed breath.

If he is someone like Ren Quan, or Ren Feifei is a very scheming woman, he will never be so exhausted during the twenty days with Ren Feifei.

"Ai, the debt is easy to pay, the debt is hard to pay..." murmured in a low voice, Zhao Sheng deliberately closed his eyes to "rest".

At the same time, his brain did not stop.

"Land of wealth and wealth..."

Zhao Sheng meditated silently, once again in his heart because of the financial affairs, and he became distressed. It is no exaggeration to say that because of wealth, Zhao Sheng has been suffering for hundreds of years.

With the existence of Sovereign Profound Heavenly Art and Zhao Qing's previous behavior of blocking Zhao Sheng meridian specifically, Zhao Sheng dantian can accommodate the number of Spiritual Qi, reaching an extremely terrifying point.

Of course, more Spiritual Qi may not be able to represent the breakthrough of the cultivation base. But one thing is that as long as there is enough Spiritual Qi stored in the dantian, it will be relatively easier to break through the barrier on the way one after another cultivation.

There is only one month left from the dísciple grand competition, and the exercise room is used for just enough time.

Although 3,000 Spirit Stones are not enough to consume a month, Zhao Sheng is confident enough to progress his body refinement cultivation to the Innate Realm Initial Stage, and will also practice Qi Cultivation Base. Upgrade to Innate Realm Middle Stage or even later stage.

But then? Zhao Sheng is absolutely unwilling to dryly accumulate Spiritual Qi for the dantian without the Spirit Stone, so as to break through the barrier. Want to follow the normal cultivation method of an ordinary person? It will take more than ten years, several decades, to go from Innate breakthrough to Golden Core alone.

With his method, Spirit Stone is extremely costly, and the speed of acquiring Spirit Stone can't keep up with the speed of consumption.

In his previous life, Zhao Sheng didn't think about doing some sideline business. For example, pill concocting or refining, etc., to earn some Spirit Stone, but unfortunately, Zhao Sheng is not an all-rounder.

Even if his previous life only spent hundreds of years unimaginable by ordinary people, he broke through to the Integration Realm cultivation base, but in other respects, Zhao Sheng can really be called the weak chicken among the weak chickens. .

Of course, this can be seen from the fact that Zhao Sheng had trained a pot of Fubao Pill, called the Waste Pill, in order to refine some ordinary medicine pill.

"Zhao Sheng?" In a counter not far from Zhao Sheng in the lobby, a woman gave a dazed cry.

This voice is so small that almost no one can hear her except herself.

It's just... Zhao Sheng who took a rest "deliberately", but he heard it.

Yes, the owner of this voice was Feng Shuchen who had a little "accident" with Zhao Sheng on the day before he entered Cyan Sect.

As early as when a few of them entered the hall, Zhao Sheng had already seen this girl whose name he did not yet know.

But he has no idea what to do. Go up and apologize to this? That is courting death. And leaving directly, it is easy for Ren Feifei and the others to find themselves. That's why he chose to sit in a chair and close his eyes to rest.

"Zhao..." Feng Shuchen put down the bamboo slips in his hand and wanted to call Zhao Sheng loudly.

But just before her words left her mouth, in another direction, another voice called Zhao Sheng sounded.

"Zhao Sheng! We are done, haha, the three of us are now Outer Sect Disciple!" Ren Feifei bounced to the side of Zhao Sheng, and then pulled Zhao Sheng very accustomed to it. Arm.

And Zhao Sheng, this time he did not throw his arm away surprisingly.

"That's good, let's go. Dust Sniff, Zhang Daniu, you two will also go with me first, I still have something to ask you."

"oh la la..." A voice that seemed like a broken heart suddenly sounded in Feng Shuchen's chest.

She has no idea what's wrong with herself, even though she strongly denies who she likes when she is fighting with her Younger Sister Yun. But her performance at this time has just betrayed her heart.

Looking at the man she always saw in her dreams blankly, and gradually leaving behind, Feng Shuchen seemed to have made some determination.

"Outer Sect Disciple...Identity...Strength..." muttered in a low voice, she left the counter directly, where did she go? No one knows.

While feeling the sad look behind him, Zhao Sheng in the heart said sorry.

The long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain. Zhao Sheng does not want to make a girl feel uncomfortable for a long time because of him.

But what he didn't know was that the behavior he did so kindly and kindly planted a huge hidden danger for a future event.

"My lord, do you have any instructions?" Dust Sniff, who has already made a choice, is no longer always close to Zhao Sheng as before.

"Wait in the room to speak."

In the entire Dao Cyan Sect, Zhao Sheng doesn't know many people.

He is reluctant to use Yunyi, Master Qingyuan can’t use it, and Zhao Sheng, a trio of wretched ones, dare not use it. Then the only person who can do what Zhao Sheng wanted to do a long time ago is to choose one from the three of Ren Feifei, Zhang Daniu, and Dust Poison Sniff.

It's just that even if Zhao Sheng thinks about it at this time, he will never think of it. His plan will soon have a great change.

"Squeak~" The door of Zhao Sheng's room slowly opened.

"Fucking?!" Opening the door, Zhao Sheng looked at his house dumbfounded.

"Hungry...Save...I..." A very thin and thin man lay feebly on the floor in Zhao Sheng's house.

Looking at this scene, Zhao Sheng subconsciously checked his room number.

"Zhao...Junior Brother...it’s me..."

"Brother?!" With wide eyes, Zhao Sheng looked at the person in front of him, Facing the image of Yong Shoulu in his impression. And when Zhao Sheng finally compared the skinny person in front of him with the one 20 days ago, Zhao Sheng was even more sure that the person in his room was Yong Shoulu!

"Brother Lu, what's wrong with you! Why are you thin like this!" Zhao Sheng said "filled with righteous indignation".

"Hungry..." Yong Shoulu could only say a word of hunger, and then fainted.

"Feifei, go to the kitchen and cook some food for Yong Shoulu to eat!"

Zhao Sheng right hand, instantly there are many ingredients from Zhao Sheng’s Monster Refining Pot Appeared on the floor of the room.

"Okay." Ren Feifei glanced at the fainted Yong Shoulu, without saying anything, holding the ingredients and walking into a small kitchen equipped in every dísciple room .

"No!" Dust Poison Sniff stood up directly and drank aloud Ren Feifei, who was about to do something: "In this situation, he can only drink at most porridge and food. He will definitely die for the food he took out!"

"Oh? You still understand this? Feifei, do as she said, and prepare some porridge for Brother Lu."