"It seems that he is still at the ninth level of Qi Condensation! It's amazing, it's amazing. When I first saw him, I always felt that this kid was not simple. I didn't expect this to be a surprise."
Seeing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushing toward Bai Yan, the eyes of the fat men shone brightly.
"Our stove room has found a treasure."
"Hehe, when Xiaoliuzi succeeds in breaking through, I will prepare him well and try to get him to open his pulse as soon as possible. In this way, in the future, all of us in the Huozhao Room will have their pulse opened, and the eight courtyards will be counted as a ball."
"However, Xiao Liuzi has clearly reached the eighth level of Qi Condensation before. Why did the Eighth Courtyard leave him behind when selecting people? Shouldn't this kind of person be the target of the Eighth Courtyard's competition?"
The elder brother was a little confused.
...
The ninth martial arts cyclone in Dantian was completely condensed in just three minutes.
Nine martial arts cyclones slowly rotated in his dantian, and Bai Yan felt that his strength had more than doubled.
"Brothers, why are you looking at me like this?"
As soon as he opened his eyes, five greasy, fat faces faced him. Their eyes, big or small, were full of light, like a gray wolf looking at a little sheep.
It made Bai Yan's hair stand on end.
"Ninth level of Qi Condensation?" Senior Brother asked.
Bai Yan nodded, there was nothing to hide.
"I'm a little curious as to why they left you alone." Senior Brother asked again.
Bai Yan himself didn't know this, so he told a few fat men about his guess about the Ximen family.
Although the contact time was not long, Bai Yan felt that these fat men could be trusted.
After hearing Bai Yan's guess, the fat men nodded clearly.
"Ximen family, that's no problem. This is indeed something that hypocrite Ximen Qing can do."
"But it doesn't matter. Our Huozhao Fang is no worse than their Eighth Courtyard. You can stay here with peace of mind. If Ximen Qing dares to come to the Huozhao Fang to make trouble, my brothers will naturally make him miserable."
To Bai Yan's surprise, the eldest brother and the others seemed not to pay attention to the Ximen family at all.
"That's right, Ximen Qing is just a bastard. Come on, Xiao Liuzi, and drink this bowl of soup. This is the Vajra Body Refining Soup of the Vice President of Hongyuan. After drinking it, it will have a body-tempering effect. I hope you can successfully open your pulse as soon as possible. .”
At this time, the third fat man brought another bowl of soup. Bai Yan looked strange, but he was not polite and felt bored again.
However, this body tempering has no effect on him. His Ice Fierce Yang Body is already perfect.
The third fat man said again: "You are the only one who is very skinny in our fire room now. This is not acceptable. The third senior brother must make you a veritable six fat man within a month."
Bai Yan glanced at Fatty One, Two, Three, Four and Five. Each one was fatter than the last. He couldn't help but shudder.
At this time, Erpang, who had always been relatively silent among the five people, suddenly said to Bai Yan: "Xiao Liu, show me the star token you mentioned."
Bai Yan took out the Star Token and handed it over.
After Er Pang glanced at it for a few times, his expression also fluctuated a little.
Then he said: "It was given to you by a wretched old man. Don't go to him for the time being. That old guy is not very reliable. It's better to just stay in the stove room."
After saying this, Er Pang returned the token to Bai Yan.
The other guys smiled and said nothing.
Bai Yan was a little confused, did the second senior brother know that old man?
He was still thinking about how to find the old man, but after hearing this, he didn't plan to search immediately.
...
The first day of Qingshan Academy was spent in the stove room.
The six fat men in Huozhaofang live in the same courtyard, but each has a room.
Senior Brother gave Bai Yan a low-level storage bag with about three or four square meters of space, which is enough for Bai Yan's current use.
This is a meeting gift given by the senior brother himself. Other freshmen in the college do not have such benefits. Although low-level Qiankun bags are common, they are still worth a lot of money.
Bai Yan was lying on the bed. Although entering Qingshan Academy was very different from what he had imagined, he liked the atmosphere of the stove room very much.
Those fat senior brothers are really good.
Moreover, he has two peerless ladies by his side, so does he still need guidance from others in his cultivation?
He only needs to accumulate in the fire stove room, and his cultivation speed will be faster than anyone else.
After chatting with Yan Xiyuechan for a while, Bai Yan quickly fell asleep.
A night of silence.
The next day when the white fish belly appeared in the east, Bai Yan was called out by the two girls Yan Xi.
According to the two girls, it is best to practice when the purple energy comes from the east every day, and the benefits will be reflected later.
After meditating in the courtyard for half an hour, Bai Yan suddenly felt that there seemed to be signs of the tenth martial arts cyclone condensing in his Dantian.
Generally, after the ninth level of Qi Condensation, the spiritual power gained through cultivation will gradually open up the meridians of the human body, allowing the spiritual power to be used more flexibly.
After the meridians are opened, spiritual power can be released and combat effectiveness can be improved. This process is called meridians opening.
But it doesn’t seem like his pulse is opening after the ninth level of Qi Condensation?
At this time, he couldn't help but wonder: "Madam, why do I feel that I am about to reach the tenth level of Qi Condensation?"
"I heard that there were many great masters in the human race who were different from ordinary people in refining their qi and opening their meridians in the early stages of their cultivation. The more martial qi you have, the wider the ocean will become in the future. My husband, don't worry."
Yan Xi said, Ning Qi is not a person from the ninth level. Bai Yan is not the first one to see and hear from the two women.
Yue Chan also said: "Husband, with your talent, it would be strange if your Qi Condensation was only at the ninth level like ordinary people."
Hearing this, Bai Yan felt relieved and continued to run the "Tiandao Jue". Within a few minutes, the tenth martial arts cyclone condensed in his dantian.
Ten levels of Qi condensation!
When Bai Yan finished his work, the other fat men also got up one after another.
"Xiao Liu, good morning."
Senior Brother and the others looked at Bai Yan and said with a smile: "How is it? Have you opened your pulse?"
The second senior brother said: "I think your aura is stronger, but you have a breakthrough?"
"How can it be so fast? It's not easy to break through the Pulse Opening state." Bai Yan replied.
Ji Pang nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
"Let's go, it's time to go to work. Although we live a comfortable life, we still have to do our job well."
Bai Yan also put on the uniform of the stove room, black pants and white short coat, and followed his senior brothers into the stove room.
Watching the senior brothers skillfully setting up the pot and cooking the stove, they quickly cut the dough made last night into even sizes.
Let’s start steaming the steamed buns!
Bai Yan can only be used as a fire starter for now.
Looking at the nimble movements of his senior brothers, he couldn't help but sigh, they are a bunch of nimble fat people.
Half an hour later, the steamed buns were ready and the rice porridge was also ready.
People from various compounds began to come to collect them.
Many people who embark on martial arts will choose to go without food, but there are also quite a few people who have the desire to eat, not to mention that there are so many new students enrolling in the past two days.
"Come on, Xiaoliu, give me a good meal. We don't have such bullshit inescaping theory in our Huozhao House. Our Six Fatty Plan can't be delayed any longer."
After receiving the breakfast from each hospital, the third fat man came over with a large bowl of spiritual porridge that was obviously spiked, and looked at Bai Yan with a smile.