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Chapter 94: Oh, Man! [3 more]


Probably this is the sweet burden......

Bei Long hugged Zhu Yan, who was already dozing off in a daze, staring at the changes in the soup pot with his eyes, adding medicinal herbs and making adjustments from time to time, if there is no accident, Bei Sister-in-law's hot pot restaurant will close at about twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, but if there are guests who eat late, it is possible to do three or four o'clock in the morning, so Bei Long needs to finish work before twelve o'clock.

In order to achieve the perfect medicinal effect, it is necessary for Beilong to stay awake in the soup pot for three days and three nights!

But Bei Long definitely does not have this condition, firstly, it takes too long to boil the medicine, and secondly, he urgently needs to improve his strength.

So Bei Long chose a simple match, so that it only takes six hours to complete the work, although the boiled Liba Shan Xi soup is only about seventy percent of the medicinal effect, but Bei Long feels that it is still worth it, after all, he doesn't know when the evolution of the end of the world will be convulsive, or it is better to let himself grow up in advance.

Bei Long abducted Zhu Yan home at about six o'clock in the afternoon, and he was just able to finish his work at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

Zhu Yan actually didn't want to sleep, but for the concert, she insisted on practicing dance for 14 hours a day for the past two days, and the whole person was overdrawn, so she leaned on Beilong's arms and couldn't open her beautiful eyes when she closed them......

Bei Long simply gently massaged her sleeping hole, so that she could sleep deeply and rest, but fortunately, the medicinal materials that should be put in the back were all gone, and he could finally make time to rest, so he simply sat down on the small bench, and held Zhu Yan in his arms so that she had a more comfortable posture.

To be honest, after Belon's return, he didn't want to find a woman so quickly, let alone be in love.

Even if he wants to fall in love, Beilong will not find an ordinary person, and if he has no ability, he should at least be a martial artist.

But love is really unreasonable, if Bei Long only liked Zhu Yan faintly at first, then when he saw Zhu Yan helping out in the hot pot restaurant, he was really tugged at the heartstrings.

So he can only try to become stronger as soon as possible, and only when he is strong enough can he protect the people he loves.

Guarding the time is almost up, Bei Long turned off the fire, lightly picked up Zhu Yan in the posture of a princess, carried her to his room and carefully put her on the bed, his hands can ruthlessly dig out the enemy's heart, or he can take off the girl's shoes tenderly, and carefully and thoughtfully help Zhu Yan cover the quilt, and then leave silently to finish the soup.

When the door was closed, Zhu Yan, who was sleeping in a daze, suddenly opened his eyes, his watery peach blossom eyes sparkled in the moonlight, and he hugged his beloved man's quilt in his arms and took a deep breath: Cough!

It stinks!

Zhu Yan choked out tears: she looks so handsome, why is it so stinky in the bed!

What a nasty stinky man!

When we live together in the future, I must urge him to take a bath every day, and he will not be allowed to go to bed if he does not take a bath!

Zhu Yan suddenly remembered his home, his mother forced his father to take a bath every day as if he was collecting debts, and his father was high up in the group, who would have thought that he would play tricks with his wife at home every night and not take a bath?

Oh, man!

Thinking about it, Zhu Yan's upper and lower eyelids began to fight again, and the two of them joined forces as they fought...... …… Bei Long returned to the kitchen, and without saying a word, he drank the pot of Liba Shan Xi soup.

Although there are many kinds of medicinal herbs he put in, the amount is not large, and there is not much left to boil, so he directly eats the soup.

After drinking this pot of Liba Shan Xi soup, Bei Long suddenly felt that the dantian was burning, he hurriedly carried the hemp bag full of medicinal herbs back to his room, saw that Zhu Yan was sleeping peacefully, and did not alarm her, after stuffing the hemp bag under the bed, Bei Long quietly slipped out of the house and went to the roof of the building.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the rooftop of the building was empty, Bei Long chose the southern off-the-shelf to sit cross-legged, and began to use the medicinal effect of pulling out the mountain soup to practice internal strength, thinking that at the beginning of Bei Long because the start was too low, the internal strength of cultivation was not a good exercise, resulting in his internal strength foundation was not solid, and the speed of cultivation was much slower than others, until a few years later he changed to the best martial arts, although it was a quick catch-up, but after all, he missed a good time to lay the foundation, which is one of the biggest regrets in his life.

Now, he can start cultivating the best martial arts—the [Fire Dragon True Scripture] that he obtained from the Ming Sect in his last days!

The world [martial arts] is divided into four levels: A, B, C, and D.

On top of martial arts, there is also [Divine Skill], and Divine Skill is divided into two levels: heaven and earth.

"Fire Dragon Sutra" is the top heaven-level divine skill, and starting with "Fire Dragon Sutra" can be said to be winning at the starting line.

Beilong's awakened ability is the fire system, this "Fire Dragon Sutra" is in line with his attributes, not only does it get twice the result with half the effort, but it is also amazingly powerful to use, and it is not an exaggeration for his people to say that this exercise is a match made in heaven.

In the last days, Bei Long has cultivated the "Fire Dragon Sutra" to the peak, and at this time, the cultivation is a familiar road, almost after he closed his eyes, he entered the state of "the vast boat panning the giant sea, quiet like a wooden chicken planting in the atrium", his heart was completely calm, thoughtless, formless, imageless, nothing, chaotic, empty, unwilling, wantless, and confused.

In minutes, he felt that there was a little bit of true oneness in the dantian, just like clouds and smoke, if there is nothing, it will disappear and disappear, and it will seem to be nothing, and it seems to be nothing-in professional terms, this is called "nothingness contains one breath"!

Many people are trapped in this step at the beginning, often feeling the qi in the last second, and the next second it is gone, but Beilong immediately grabbed it firmly when that bit of true qi was born, and jerked it to death!

At the same time, the medicinal effect of the soup was like being thrown into the powder magazine by a burning cigarette butt, and the "boom" was on fire, and the bit of true qi also exploded with a "boom"!

Bei Long fought his fate to turn the "Fire Dragon True Scripture", and used the medicinal effect of the mountain soup to nourish his little bit of true qi.

I don't know how long it took for him to finally feel that there seemed to be a thick cloud rolling in the dantian, as the so-called cloud from the dragon wind from the tiger, with the cloud will not worry about no dragon, his "Fire Dragon Sutra" has completed the foundation - from today, Bei Ye is also a person with internal strength!

With internal force, Beilong has officially stepped into the ranks of "martial arts"!

Slowly opening his eyes, Beilong's eyes were full of divine light, and he stood up and jumped down from the roof of this building with his arms outstretched!

"Squeak—" A Land Cruiser braked sharply in the Beilongjia community, and after the tires were firmly locked, it continued to rush forward and rubbed the dazzling black on the cement road, and even didn't bother to open the car window Li Lei looked out with his head on the glass, Wang Shouyu, the commander of the Bingwang Battalion, was not much better than him, lying on the front windshield and rolling his eyes to look up, in their eyes, a familiar figure was falling from a six-story building!