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Chapter nine hundred and sixty the role of spiritual fluid

The night in the mountain forest was very quiet, but after midnight, there was a sound of howling wolves outside the wooden house. It seemed that someone was living inside the wooden house. The howling sound that sounded at that time did not stop all night long.

"How did you sleep?"

Early the next morning, Qin Feng saw Peng Hong with two panda eyes, and couldn't help but smile: "There is a fire in the house, and wolves usually don't dare to come in. You have been tossing and turning all night, okay?"

Although Qin Feng was in trance that night, he still knew what was happening around him. Peng Hong got up at least twice that night and reinforced the windows for fear of wild wolves breaking into the wooden house.

"It's no better than before."

After hearing Qin Feng's words, Peng Hong gave a bitter smile and said: "When I was on the battlefield, even if there was a hail of bullets above my head, I would still sleep when I should sleep. But now I can't. I will wake up if there is any movement..."

"How long do we have to go today? Are you okay in this state?" Qin Feng asked with some worry.

"It's estimated that we won't be able to arrive at Kuhl Town until the evening." Peng Hong gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay. The worst thing is to use up my strength. Back then, I was not exhausted from the forced march for three days and three nights. This journey is nothing."

Peng Hong once went abroad on a mission, and his target was a group of terrorists hiding in India. Since he had not been in the country and could not use planes and other means of transportation, Peng Hong led a team and walked for three days and nights to reach the group of terrorists.

The terrorists gathered there and killed them all.

"Brother Hong, a good man must not mention his bravery in the past!"

Qin Feng smiled when he heard this. Now he was a little helpless. He didn't want to take Peng Hong with him. He knew nothing about Siberia and could only search everywhere like a headless fly. That was just luck.

But with Peng Hong, the entire journey would be slowed down, and Qin Feng couldn't even use the ability to shrink to an inch. After all, some things cannot be revealed to others, which would be too shocking.

"By the way, I forgot about this."

Qin Feng suddenly remembered something and reached out to find a compartment of the tactical backpack. When he took it out, he already had a flat jade pot made of fine jade in his hand, which was about the size of an adult's palm.

"Qin Feng. What is this?" Seeing Qin Feng bring out a small jade pot with exquisite workmanship, Peng Hong couldn't help but was stunned for a moment and said: "This jade is rare, it doesn't look like Hetian jade, nor does it look like Hetian jade.

It’s like Russian jade, but it’s white jade?”

Peng Hong subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab the jade pot, and asked: "Qin Feng, where did you get this jade? I think the quality of this jade is oily, and it doesn't seem to be inferior to Hetian jade."

In fact, bringing ginseng from Russia is just Peng Hong's side job. He is mainly engaged in the jade business. The best Russian jade is no worse than Hetian jade, and the real top-quality jade is even more expensive than Hetian jade.

Much more. After working for more than ten years, Peng Hong also developed a sharp eye for identifying jade.

"I really can't give you this..." Seeing Peng Hong reaching out to grab it, Qin Feng quickly took back the jade pot, leaving Peng Hong's hand free to grab it.

Qin Feng naturally knows that the jade used in this jade pot is of good quality and the carving is very exquisite. It is a bit eye-catching when it is taken out. However, the spiritual liquid in the underground space can only be kept with jade. If it is wood or iron, the spiritual energy in the spiritual liquid will not be preserved.

The ingredients will evaporate quickly.

"Well, you see, this has become a professional habit for me..." Peng Hong retracted his hand in embarrassment, scratched his head and said, "When I see a good jade, I want to touch it. Qin Feng, I really don't want to

Sorry."

"It's nothing. The main thing is that the things inside are too precious and I'm afraid you will spill them..."

Qin Feng shook his head, reached out and pulled out the spout made of iron wood wrapped with a layer of calfskin. Suddenly, a faint spiritual energy overflowed from the jade pot, which lifted people's spirits.

"Qin Feng, you...what is in this?"

Peng Hong shook his nose vigorously a few times. Although he couldn't see the spiritual energy, he could feel that since Qin Feng opened the spout, his breathing became much smoother and the fatigue in his body was relieved a bit.

"I have prepared a medicine that can prolong people's lives..." Qin Feng said: "This thing is difficult to prepare. As long as there are some natural and earthly treasures that can no longer be found, Brother Hong, I can only give it to you.

Have a drink..."

What Qin Feng said was half true and half false. The liquid in the jade pot was actually the spiritual liquid he brought back from that space. Since he didn't bring much, the quantity was indeed small, but there was that underground space.

No matter how much he wanted, Qin Feng could ask for it.

Although the spiritual liquid can indeed be taken orally, Qin Feng and the others mostly use it for soaking. Maybe the spiritual liquid in Qin Feng's jade pot has been used by someone.

"Okay, let me try..." Hearing Qin Feng's cautious words, Peng Hong's expression became solemn. After Qin Feng poured half a cup from a disposable cup and handed it over, Peng Hong quickly used

He took it with both hands.

"Then I'll drink it..." Seeing that the liquid in the cup seemed to have a trace of spiritual energy swimming around, Peng Hong knew that this thing was very precious, so he didn't say much at the moment, put the paper cup to his mouth and drank it in one sip.

Go down.

"Well, this... what is this?"

After drinking the spiritual liquid that was only a few dollars, Peng Hong suddenly felt a heat rising up in his lower abdomen and spreading to his limbs. At this moment, he felt that his whole body was full of strength. Yesterday,

The fatigue of the journey has long been gone.

"Brother Hong, what kind of boxing did you practice before? Hurry up and do a few routines. It will be good for your health."

Qin Feng knows that for ordinary people, this kind of spiritual liquid can at best strengthen the body, but if it is taken by warriors, the benefits will be great. If you are lucky, you can be directly promoted. If you are not lucky, you can directly advance.

It can also improve their skills and eliminate some hidden diseases in the body.

"Okay, my body is so hot that I feel a little nervous." Even if Qin Feng didn't say anything, Peng Hong also wanted to do some exercise, because at this time he just felt full of energy and urgently needed a channel to vent.

Pushing the wooden house away, Peng Hong rushed into the yard, put a little distance between his feet back and forth, made a "ho" sound in his mouth, and started to box. He stretched out his body and started boxing seriously.

"The enemy-catching fist in the army?" Qin Feng took a quick look and knew what kind of boxing Peng Hong was using. When he was in prison, he had seen Hu Baoguo boxing early in the morning, and his master was very familiar with this boxing technique.

The reviews are also very high.

According to Zai Shi, enemy-capturing boxing is a set of boxing skills that combines the essence of various boxing routines and combines them with the actual situation on the battlefield to create a set of boxing skills for killing enemies on the battlefield. If this set of boxing can be practiced to perfection, in fact.

The power of fighting is probably unmatched by any boxing technique.

"Huh? It's a little different from the enemy-catching fist played by Brother Hu."

When Peng Hong was halfway through the fight, Qin Feng's eyes narrowed. He discovered that the set of enemy-catching fists used by Peng Hong had a lot more skills to defeat the enemy in one move, and its power was much greater than ordinary enemy-catching fists.

many.

"There are actually joint techniques?" Qin Feng's eyes brightened the more he looked at it. Not only did this set of boxing combine the characteristics of domestic boxing techniques, but it also had joint techniques commonly used in Brazil and Aikido. It was much more complicated than ordinary enemy-catching fists.

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In fact, Qin Feng didn't know. Peng Hong was in one of the top special operations forces in the country. They used the best in terms of firearms, hardware, and fighting software. Including this set of enemy-capturing fists, they had gone through many processes.

Modified after research by martial arts masters.

However, Qin Feng just looked a little more novel, and at his current level of cultivation, his moves and the like were no longer effective.

If you want to compare Qin Feng and Peng Hong, Qin Feng is like an adult strong man, while Peng Hong is a two or three-year-old baby. Even if Peng Hong's moves are exquisite, he has no chance to fight back in front of Qin Feng.

Powerful.

"It's great, it's so great."

After punching for about half an hour, Peng Hong finally stopped. Although he was sweating profusely and there was still a faint smell on his body, Peng Hong's mental state was better than ever.

.

"Qin Feng. This medicine you prepared is really amazing." Without wiping the sweat from his forehead, Peng Hong happily ran to Qin Feng and said, "I feel that all the hidden injuries I suffered before have healed."

Eighty-eight, Qin Feng, this thing is simply amazing..."

Peng Hong used the word "miraculous" twice in a row because he felt that it was not enough to describe the spiritual liquid he just drank.

When Peng Hong retired, an old Chinese medicine doctor once said that Peng Hong was not considerate of his body when he was training in his early years. He had many hidden diseases in his body. After he reaches forty, he will notice the deterioration of his body functions.

Just as the old Chinese medicine doctor said, in the past few years, Peng Hong would feel a dull pain in certain parts of his body from time to time, and the areas where he had suffered gunshot wounds would become sore every time it was cloudy and rainy. This was exactly what the old Chinese doctor said.

In Chinese medicine terms.

But after finishing that set of punches just now, Peng Hong had a feeling that all the hidden diseases in his body seemed to be cured. As for whether they would relapse, he didn't know. But Peng Hong's current state is comparable to that of his youth.

That was the peak period.

"Okay. Brother Hong, smell the stinky smell all over your body and go wash up quickly." Qin Feng deliberately covered his nose with his right hand and waved his left hand vigorously to signal Peng Hong to stay away from him.

"Really, why do you smell so bad?" When Peng Hong smelled the smell on his body, he couldn't bear it and said quickly: "Qin Feng, please wait for me for a while. There is a stream over there. I'll go wash it off..."

"It's a pity that Brother Hong is a bit older, otherwise this little spiritual energy would be enough for him to advance to the Dark Strength Warrior..." Looking at Peng Hong running outside, Qin Feng sighed secretly.

In terms of boxing alone, Peng Hong has achieved very high attainments, but he has many hidden diseases in his body and has suffered gunshot wounds. In addition, he is a bit older, so the little spiritual fluid Qin Feng gave him,

Most of them are spent on repairing themselves, but it is hopeless to advance.

Of course, for Peng Hong, this benefit is still great. This bit of spiritual liquid not only cured the hidden diseases in his body, but also improved Peng Hong's cultivation level. If he encounters that beast again now,

The Siberian tiger, Peng Hong, is also capable of fighting.

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ps: It’s the last two days of the month, brothers, don’t waste your monthly tickets!!!


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