However, after a fierce battle, Feng Chen also consumed a lot of energy. But looking at the wolf corpses on the ground, Feng Chen felt that his fatigue had dissipated a lot. Although a first-order magic core is not worth much and has not much energy, he can't bear it.

There are a lot of them. Nine of them added up are equivalent to one second-level magic core.

Quickly taking out the magic core, Feng Chen wanted to leave and found a place to absorb these magic cores first. As soon as he took a step, Feng Chen suddenly remembered the weird behavior of the one-horned fire wolf just now. Feng Chen slapped his forehead suddenly and exclaimed:

"I almost forgot about it."

He quickly ran to where the one-horned fire wolf was digging on the ground and dug down. Because just now he suddenly thought of a unique ability of the one-horned fire wolf, which is to find elixirs. The one-horned fire wolf has a keen sense for elixirs.

Perception. Therefore, elixirs can usually be found wherever there are unicorn fire wolves, combined with the weird behavior.

Feng Chen analyzed that there was definitely something good underneath. As expected, it didn't take long for Feng Chen to dig out an earth spirit root that was several decades old. It was a first-order mid-grade elixir. Feng Chen chuckled and put away the earth spirit root.

After that, Feng Chen quickly found a relatively secluded place, sprinkled the beast-repelling powder, and skillfully turned the one-horned fire wolf demon cores into fly ash. Compared to selling them for money, Feng Chen still preferred his own strength.

promote.

Sure enough, when the power of the nine magic cores entered his body, Feng Chen clearly felt that his strength had improved to a higher level. The realm in the early stage of bone forging had been completely stabilized.

In the next few hours, Feng Chen was really at home in this area. First-level monsters died tragically under his hands, and from time to time he encountered a second-level monster, which Feng Chen could kill quickly. After dozens of battles, the killing sword

The name of killing is well deserved.

The bright moon hung high, but it could not illuminate the darkness under the tree canopy. The roars of giant beasts made the Sanngling Mountains even more terrifying in the night. But Feng Chen lay on the branches of a giant tree without fear.

Take a rest.

At this moment, Feng Chen had already left the area where he fought during the day, but instead of going deeper, he retreated a little distance.

First, after several hours of almost non-stop fighting, you need a good rest. Also, the mountains at night are too dangerous. Those monsters have already adapted to this kind of lightless environment, and their eyesight will not be greatly affected.

And he himself became blind. Feng Chen didn't want to be a living target.

Out of boredom, Feng Chen counted his trophies, and suddenly felt that the fatigue in his body had dissipated a lot. There were a total of eighty-three first-order magic cores, and seven second-order magic cores, piled together, full of them.

A big bag. Each one glows with purple light in the darkness.

In order to save time, in the battle after Feng Chen, I collected the magic core first and did not rush to absorb it. Looking back now, I feel a full sense of accomplishment.

"Haha, practice and practice."

Seeing these magic cores, Feng Chen chuckled and did not rest. He grabbed several magic cores in each hand and began to enjoy the fruits of his victory.

Soon, pieces of familiar flying ash began to fall from the trees. Half an hour later, the dust finally stopped, with a look of helplessness on his face. Without it, the eighty-three ash ashes were the fruit of several hours of hard work.

All the first-level magic cores have turned into the layer of dust under the tree. As for the seven second-level magic cores, Feng Chen doesn't want to move them yet. After all, they can only go in and out, so Feng Chen estimates that he can only squander the few amethyst coins he has.

You still have to have some income.

As for why the second-order magic core with stronger energy should be retained for sale instead of the first-order magic core. This is also the result of Feng Chen's experiment.

The price difference of each level of low-level magic cores is close to ten times, and from five or six first-level magic cores, you can get the energy equivalent to one second-level magic core.

Thinking that he, the eldest son of the Feng family, had to be so prudent in his budget, Feng Chen had the urge to cry. But he had no choice, he was poor, and it was not easy to pretend to be a pig that could eat tigers.

Without the magic core, Feng Chen has no choice but to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to practice. But for people who are used to flying, if they experience the feeling of walking, they will only feel like a turtle crawling. This is what Feng Chen is like now. When he is used to absorbing the magic core,

After making rapid progress, and then asking him to practice step by step, every cell in his body was protesting.

"Oh, let's go home." He practiced all night with the mentality of better than nothing. When the sky began to turn white, Feng Chen stood up, stretched out, and started to return to Qingmulg City.

No matter how reluctant he was to let go of the magic core in the Sanngling Mountains, Feng Chen didn't dare to stay out for two consecutive days without going home, otherwise his secret would be exposed. Now is not the time to be exposed.

For the next period of time, Feng Chen would go out every few days. Each time, he would bring back more than ten or more second-order magic cores. This made Manager Xu very curious, and finally couldn't help but ask Feng Chen.

The origin of these magic cores.

In fact, the reason why Feng Chen was like this was because he was waiting for him to ask. Selling the magic core secretly was not an option, and it was easy to be deceived. It would be better to take it out openly. As long as you get past this level of fooling around, it would be much easier in the future.

Feng Chen quickly came up with the reason that he had thought about thousands of times in his mind. He said that he bought it from those mercenaries at a price slightly higher than the market price, and he made a profit from it.

This answer left Manager Xu speechless for a while. The price on the market is actually slightly lower than the value of the magic core itself. This is also the tacit understanding between the major business houses in Qingsang City that no one will raise the price. You can’t sell it if you like it.

Sell.

But I definitely can't treat Feng Chen like this anymore. Not to say it's too high, but at least it's based on the true value. I didn't expect Feng Chen to have the idea in this regard. He could only helplessly shake his head and let it go.

The dust is gone. It's better than idleness.

Moreover, although the profit is less, Linyu Pavilion can still make a lot of money from it. Feng Chen can be regarded as making some contribution to Linyu Pavilion.

But in the end, Manager Xu did not forget to tell Feng Chen to pay attention to safety. Mercenaries are not fuel-efficient lamps, they are guys who lick blood on the tip of a knife. You must be careful when dealing with them.

Faced with this kind reminder, Feng Chen could only smile secretly in his heart and say so openly.

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"Huh, I finally broke through to the late stage of bone forging." Feng Chen woke up from training, exhaled a breath of turbid air, clapped his hands and muttered to himself.

Half a year has passed since Feng Chen broke through the early stage of bone forging. In the past six months, Feng Chen has been out of the city every three days to hunt monsters and absorb the power of the magic core. His cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. Four months ago, he broke through to the middle stage of bone forging, and now he has reached the late stage of bone forging.

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I don't know how many people's jaws will be shocked if I tell you this kind of cultivation speed, which is like taking a chicken blood or a World of Warcraft chicken blood. Feng Chen is also very satisfied with this. He thinks in his heart, "I heard that Feng Ying has not yet broken through to the level of a fighting master."

At the advanced stage of bone forging, I can barely be considered to be at the same level as her. However, there is definitely a gap between my breakthrough and the peak of a fighter, but if we really fight, it won’t be good to decide who will win.”

Only among bones and blood can a true warrior come out. Half a year of crazy fighting has already given Feng Chen a bloodiness that those childish men never had. At the same time, his rich combat experience has given him the confidence to be proud of his peers. Feng Chen is confident that he is not afraid at this moment.

Any fighter.

"It's time. I'll tell my parents the truth when I go back this time. I believe they will be very happy. In addition, I also want to admit that those guys who look down on others know how ridiculous their so-called condescension is." Feng Chen finally decided after enduring it for so long.
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