When leaving Shenglin Hall, Han Feng's identity token had already added 7,000 merit points. With the remaining 3,000 merit points before, Han Feng's merit points have now "breaking ten thousand"!

Han Feng is confident that with his current family background, he is definitely at the "earth-dollar" level among the intermediate disciples of the academy.

In just one month, I earned more than 7,000 merit points. After changing to other intermediate disciples, even the powerful man in the fake star realm probably wouldn't dare to think about it.

But Han Feng didn't think it was surprising that he had an army of monsters for him to drive them to earn these merit points in a month. In his opinion, this efficiency could only be considered average.

However, with these tens of thousands of merit points, Han Feng finally had the confidence and devoted himself to his cultivation.

That night, Han Feng went to Yunde Hall again.

Unlike Shenglin Palace that is closed at night, Yunde Palace has staff on duty for twelve hours.

Han Feng spent three thousand merit points directly under the shocked gaze of the on-site staff in the hall, bought thirty thunder stones, and bought some spiritual medicines to assist in cultivation, and left.

When I returned to the dormitory, it was completely dark.

That night, Han Feng did not continue practicing. After taking a hot shower, he lay on the bed and slept beautifully.

During this month in Beiyuan Forest, although he was helped by the army of monsters, Han Feng would mostly kill monsters in person to hone his martial arts skills.

And in order to complete the task efficiently, he searched for the hunting target day and night.

In addition, not long ago, he experienced a life-and-death crisis in the crypt. After Han Feng returned to the college, his body and mind were still a little tired.

The best way to eliminate fatigue is to think of nothing and have a good night's sleep.

Han Feng slept very heavily this time and had a very strange dream.

He first dreamed of his elder sister Chu Hanxin. The two were close at hand. Han Feng kept running towards each other, but he could not reach each other's side.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to pull her hand, but as soon as the two of them touched, Chu Hanxin's figure completely disappeared.

Immediately, Han Feng appeared in an inexplicable way on a picture. The fragrant couch was holding a stunning woman in his arms, which was his wife Zhou Yunmei.

Zhou Yunmei's skin is as white as jade, her cherry mouth is red without any touch, and her beautiful eyes are flowing, and she has a mixture of shyness and charm.

When Han Feng saw his beautiful wife beside him, he was confused. As soon as he turned over, he pressed the other person under him, he wanted to kiss him.

Unexpectedly, when he looked down, he found that Zhou Yunmei was no longer on the bed, but it turned into Qin Fengqing with her starry eyes closed and her white teeth biting her red lips.

This delicate body was half covered and half exposed, and her face was ashamed and ashamed as she looked... it looked very similar to the scene when Han Feng drove away the cold poison for her and the two were intimately in contact.

Seeing this, Han Feng was naturally shocked.

"Miss Qin, you...how could you..."

Han Feng was shocked and dared not do anything again, and his call seemed to alarm Qin Fengqing, who slowly opened his starry eyes.

The pure and bright eyes instantly became as deep as the starry sky, as if they were about to suck the Han Feng into it.

After Han Feng was lost, he looked at him again, but he almost rolled out of bed in shock.

Because at this moment the woman under him turned into Dugu Nianxue.

The other party hugged his white and tender arms in front of him, covering the snow-white and seductive scenery. His cold and sharp eyes stared at Han Feng and spoke coldly.

"Rareless, Han Feng, how dare you be rude to me!"

Before he finished speaking, Tutor Dugu raised his hand like lightning and slapped Han Feng on the forehead.

"oops……!"

Han Feng exclaimed and finally woke up from his dream.

When I woke up, the man had already rolled out of the bed and his forehead was pressed against the cold floor.

I turned over and got up, and it was already dawn outside the window.

Han Feng sat on the edge of the bed, touched his forehead, and couldn't help but recall the bizarre dream of last night.

I actually dreamed of four women one night.

It would be fine if I dreamed of Xin'er and Yunmei, but why would there be Miss Qin and... Dugu's mentor.

Especially for Tutor Dugu, Han Feng thought that if he really dared to lie on the same bed with her like a dream, even if he had ten lives, it would not be enough.

After a moment, Han Feng couldn't figure out why he had such a dream. He shook his head and simply stopped thinking about it.

After getting up and washing out, Han Feng first greeted his fellow students, went to the headquarters of the Batian Gang and checked the current situation of the gang.

Seeing that everything was normal, Han Feng originally went to the spiritual pressure room to practice directly.

But after thinking about it, he decided to go to Houshan to pay homage to Dugu Nianxue first.

I don’t know if it was because of the dream last night. On the way to Dugu Nianxue Cave, Han Feng actually felt guilty.

He came to Dugu Nianxue Cave anxiously, and originally planned to report to Dugu Nianxue, and rushed back to the front mountain.

Unexpectedly, the maid guarding the gate told Han Feng that Dugu Nianxue was not in the cave.

It turned out that the day after Han Feng left the academy, Dugu's mentor also left the academy.

Han Feng was a little surprised and asked casually.

"Where has she been in the tutor?"

The little maid said directly.

"The master knew that Mr. Han would come to the back mountain, so he asked me to tell Mr. Han before leaving.

The master is going to go to the imperial capital to deal with some things this time, and he will probably not be back in more than a month.

If Mr. Han has an urgent matter, he can go to the academy's tutor Niu and take out the jade talisman that the tutor gave to the young master. Mr. Niu will help him."

When Han Feng heard that Dugu Nianxue had gone to the imperial capital, he was even more surprised and thought to himself, could he have any relatives in the imperial capital?

But then I thought about it and said that with Dugu Nianxue's cultivation and identity, the communication situation must be wider than I imagined.

Han Feng thanked the maid, said goodbye and left, and returned to the fore mountain.

Back at the front and behind the mountain, Han Feng went directly to the intermediate spiritual pressure field.

Now that there are enough merit points and no need to worry about cultivation resources, Han Feng can finally devote himself to cultivation and enter the "retreatment" state of cultivation.

Every morning before dawn, he went to the intermediate spiritual pressing field and practiced behind closed doors until afternoon, about five hours.

Immediately, Han Feng would return to the dormitory, enter the Huzhong Realm, and practice the "Three Spread Waves of Hidden Dragons" and the "Dragon Elephant Thunder Prison Art".

I practiced until the early morning of the next day, and another five hours passed.

The only one or two hours left in the day is Han Feng’s rest time, and most of the time he will lie in the spirit pool to recover his strength.

Of course, sometimes, even in the spirit pool, Han Feng would try to practice the Three Thousand Divine Inscriptions.

The feeling of "wanting to die in ecstasy" cultivation is too strong, and it can only be slightly relieved in the spirit pool.

Almost all of them are filled in twelve hours a day. This way of practice is crazy, but Han Feng is like this every day, never stopping.

If someone else had practiced like this, even if the body could bear it, the spirit would have collapsed long ago.

But Han Feng was not.

The so-called "no madness can't survive"!

He was not afraid of this crazy practice and all kinds of pain and torture he suffered.

Because he knew that what was more painful and desperate than bravely moving towards his goal, he had no goal ahead.

In this life, he finally had a direction to move forward and hope.
Chapter completed!