There is a piece of jade in my dantian

Chapter 8

After some rest, his body, which was a little excited, gradually calmed down.

When he walked into his pharmaceutical laboratory, the effect of his own practice alone must have slowed down a lot, so Zhao Yun smiled when he looked at his precious herbs.Although these medicinal materials are very young and have insufficient medicinal power, they are better than nothing.

With a little memory of Wanfa Supreme, Zhao Yun also has a lot of wonderful recipes in his head that will inevitably attract martial arts practitioners to crazily fight for supremacy.There was thought in his eyes, and he gradually lost his expression, but his face became more serious, as if he was recalling something extraordinary.

After a while, he opened the medicine cabinet, used the medicinal materials as ink, drew a magic circle on the ground, and then sprinkled a thick layer of medicinal materials in the magic circle.With a pinch of the formula, the spiritual power passes through the void and moves the formation on the ground. White smoke rises from the medicinal materials.

"Spirit Swallowing Formation!"

This is a basic formation established by the ancient sect in order to promote the disciples under the sect.

The function of this formation is naturally to devour all spiritual power, and the free medicinal power in the medicinal materials can also be regarded as a kind of spiritual power.However, this formation requires a powerful magic weapon as the formation eye. Fortunately, Zhao Yun himself has a sacred jade of unknown origin. It has abnormal divinity and naturally becomes the formation eye of this formation.

At this time, Zhao Yun merged with the formation eyes, and it was more convenient to refine the medicinal power.Although this method is simple and crude, it is more effective than some ninth-grade pills.At this time, what Zhao Yun had around him were only these old and weak herbal medicines, and it didn't hurt to use them.

Moreover, this spirit-swallowing formation can devour the spiritual power of heaven, material and earth treasures. Although Zhao Yu's understanding of the formation is still low, it is enough for now.

"Huh!" The fog that shrouded Zhao Yun gradually dissipated, and the medicinal materials that fell within the formation had lost all their potency and turned into ashes. "The rest can be used three times. It seems we have to find a way to make money."

"And this method is too overbearing, it is easy to produce poison, and it needs to be washed with blood!" Zhao Yun looked at these medicine residues with a hint of disappointment on his face.

Most of these medicinal materials are cultivated artificially, and with the addition of some processing methods, the impurities contained are a little bit more, and the simple version of the spirit-swallowing array is simple and crude, and it will not refuse anyone who comes. In the end, it is himself who harms.

The Hunyuan Alliance is affiliated to the martial arts civilization, and warriors with outstanding combat power enjoy the supreme status, and all citizens of the Federation are proud to be martial arts powerhouses.

And even if they can't cultivate successfully, they like to exercise their muscles and bones and hone their bodies. It can be said that there are some shadows of martial arts in individuals who are casually pulled out, which also makes the popularity rate of martial artists in the martial arts state very high.

Gym clubs, training venues and even martial arts schools affiliated to some martial arts sects can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys, and the students and office workers who come and go most of them are law-abiding students and office workers, and the annual fee of these places is still very close to the people. It only costs 3000 yuan, and it can be shared by the whole family.

Zhao Yun looked at the "Jing Wu Guan" plaque hanging above his head.

The vigorous font, the strokes carved by the knife, hook and sword are full of evil spirits, just three words, watching intently, Zhao Yun seems to see a vague figure dancing in the void, fighting fiercely between fists and feet.

"There is a saying in the Martial Arts Classics: A warrior is a human being. A warrior's mind is as strong as iron, and if he is indomitable, he will succeed in martial arts." Zhao Yun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and walked in casually.This plaque came from a strong martial artist, more likely an intermediate martial artist, so Zhao Yun was naturally delighted.

The front of the martial arts hall is not big, but there is a hole in the inside. It is a training room of about [-] square meters. At this time, there are already dozens of muscular and strong men who are far larger than ordinary people. Some of them are holding Barbells, some people pulled the mechanical training equipment, making bursts of creaking sounds.And in the corner, there was a slightly thin man who was frantically swinging his fists at the target, and a string of numbers flashed on the force gauge from time to time.

He glanced around and saw that the boxing target was also a little eager to try, and then gradually moved towards him.

Suddenly a black shadow flashed aside, and Zhao Yun's men subconsciously blocked it.

"boom!"

A sandbag hanging in the air was sternly blocked by Zhao Yun's arm, swinging a two-meter-high swing.

"Ah!" The young man who was swinging the sandbag at the side shouted in surprise, "Are you alright?"

Zhao Yun stepped out of the sandbag's attack circle and turned his arm twice. Just now, there was a force of four hundred catties. If it fell on Zhao Yun in the past, his arm should be swollen a lot at this time.Being able to wield a force of six or seven hundred kilograms does not mean that the body can withstand the same force.However, Zhao Yun's strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and his body's ability to resist blows has also improved a lot. Bearing a force of two to three hundred catties is like drinking water and eating, which is not uncommon.

"It's okay, but I want to ask if you recruit sparring partners here?" Zhao Yun was looking for someone to ask, and someone came to his door.

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At this time, in an exquisite small tea pavilion at the back of the training room, two young men were sitting, separated by a tea table, on which wine and food were placed.

The one on the left looks to be in his early thirties, and his strong body gives people a strong evil spirit, but the fly in the ointment is that the other's exposed left arm is a martial arts prosthesis engraved with tadpole runes!Although this kind of prosthesis does not hinder the martial artist's cultivation and can improve his own strength, it is a foreign object after all, and wearing this kind of prosthesis also means that his path of martial arts has been terminated.

The one on the right is a little younger, wearing a black windbreaker, just sitting there quietly can give people an invisible spiritual oppression.

Astonishingly, Dazong High School is proud of Wang Zhong, a martial artist-level powerhouse who has shown great prestige in the Federation.

At this time, he was dressed plainly and looked like an ordinary person. He picked up the wine glass and said to the person beside him, "Brother Hu, come on, I will live in Leizhou permanently from now on. You can’t lose my share, do it.”

There was a strong smell of wine in the teacup, like a raging fire. Anyone who has tasted a little bit of wine would know that this is not a fine wine. As a high-ranking person in society, Wang Zhong drank it in one gulp, and said, "Tiger Brother, this wine is not bad, strong enough and tasty enough."

The prosthetic man on the side held the wine glass with his prosthetic limbs very skillfully, and looked at the other party: "Xiao Zhong, you value friendship, and you come to my brother every now and then to drink and chat with each other. I am very happy, but you are a martial artist. , there is really no need to practice in my small temple. You also know that I am just a low-level martial arts gym, but I can't stand your troubles, and it is a waste of your time here, brother It’s still a bit embarrassing.”

(End of this chapter)