Chapter 82: When you sleep, your cultivation will increase
The next day, Kong Mufeng was lying on the bed.
It was past noon, and Kong Mufeng had no intention of getting up yet.
"Bajie Bajie, I want to top up!"
It was already afternoon after Kong Mufeng woke up. The first thing Kong Mufeng did when he woke up was to call Bajie out in a daze.
"Ding dong, host, please choose a service."
"I want to recharge."
"Ding dong, to break through the sixth level of martial arts realm, you need gold coins: 9000"
"rush……"
"Ding dong, the recharge is successful! The host's cultivation level is: Martial Vein Realm Sixth Level."
"Crush again..."
"Ding dong, the host's cultivation level is...seventh level of martial arts realm, it costs 1w gold coins."
Kong Mufeng wanted to recharge, but found that his balance only had one thousand gold coins left.
"I guess it's easy to spend money but hard to make money. I've been working hard to make money for three months, but now I spend 19,000 yuan in one minute."
But the money spent is well worth it.
With Kong Mufeng's current strength, if he encounters the wave of people who were chasing him before, he still doesn't know who is chasing whom.
"I have always maintained a level two levels higher. Can I be on par with the palace master at the eighth level of the martial arts realm?" Kong Mufeng said in an illusion.
"Ding dong, the system reminds you that you can dream about anything. Dream about whatever you want. Your current strength at the eighth level of the Martial Arts Realm can only be regarded as the peak of the Martial Meridian Realm."
"Damn it, don't hurt my self-confidence, okay?"
Kong Mufeng also got up and took care of his clothes.
"Master, you're awake..."
Hua Shang had already prepared face wash and other items, but she did her duty conscientiously.
"Well...how are their cultivation going?"
"They all worked hard." Hua Shang praised.
"Boilermaker, boilermaker..."
Kong Mufeng shouted twice, and Shen Tuyan rushed in with a knife.
"Master, what's wrong? Who wants to assassinate you?"
Kong Mufeng looked at the boilerman's nervous look and also laughed.
"Don't be so nervous. No matter how heinous I am, no one will hunt me down every day."
"That's not necessarily true. I know how much you arouse hatred." Shen Tuyan said silently, making Kong Mufeng so angry that he couldn't laugh or cry.
Kong Mufeng smiled and said: "Someone comes to kill me, what do you do to me? Help me block the knife?"
"Then why do you keep me if I'm useless?" Shen Tuyan also said with a little temper.
"Who said you are useless? I will give you a magical position now... Cultivation Supervisor, which can also be called a student. Supervise their cultivation for me. If you have nothing to do, go fight with them and report back to me.
I. Of course, you can just beat anyone who doesn’t practice seriously.”
"Hua Shang, I also have a task for you."
"Master, you said..." Hua Shang half-crouched and said.
Kong Mufeng continued: "I will appoint you as the assistant general manager, that is... the living committee member. You will be responsible for their food and clothing expenses. If they want to buy anything, they must be dressed in disguise and you will keep an eye on it personally."
"Okay, do you understand everything?"
"Hmm..." The two of them nodded respectively.
"Okay, now that the duties are clearly defined, don't stay here with me. Go and do whatever you want." Kong Mufeng waved his hand.
"Come on, come on, I'll go back to sleep now that you know it."
Kong Mufeng drove the two of them away and went to sleep again.
Kong Mufeng did nothing every day. He woke up at ten in the morning, stayed in bed until twelve o'clock, and then took a nap after lunch. After his nap, he went out to check on their cultivation, and came back for dinner in the evening.
After dinner, I wandered around and went to bed.
Retirement life is not so satisfying.
Probably more than a month and a half has passed since I wasted my time in such a muddle-headed way.
On this day, Kong Mufeng came to Stonehenge and saw a young man standing in Stonehenge.
A black spear was swung back and forth in his hand, smashing the big rocks around him with a few consecutive moves.
"Not bad, let me add some drama for you..."
Kong Mufeng gave a bad laugh and took out the chalk box in his left hand.
"Whoosh... bang..."
The piece of chalk hit Yuan Haoke directly on the chest. Yuan Haoke took two steps back and caught it steadily.
At this time, Kong Mufeng could feel that Yuan Haoke had already broken through to the second level of the Martial Vein Realm.
This breakthrough speed can be very amazing for ordinary people, but Kong Mufeng feels that it is not enough for Yuan Haoke.
"Xiaohong, you are a bit slow in your cultivation. There are still fifteen days left. If you can't finish it, you will be spanked." Kong Mufeng laughed at Yuan Haoke.
Yuan Haoke said angrily: "You still have the nerve to say that you sleep all day and still rush us. Sooner or later you will be surpassed by me."
Kong Mufeng laughed loudly: "Don't worry, even if I sleep every day, I will still be better than you."
"Hmph, is it possible that you can still grow up while sleeping?" Yuan Haoke said with a smile.
Kong Mufeng smiled and said: "Hey, I really can improve my cultivation just by sleeping. Do you think I'm angry or not?"
Yuan Haoke looked disgusted: "I want to see how much you have grown..."
Yuan Haoke stabbed Kong Mufeng directly with his black spear, and his body turned into red and blue lights.
Why the black spear? Because the previous golden spear was only a yellow-level weapon and was accidentally cut off during the previous duel with Shen Tuyan.
And this one is a Xuan-level intermediate weapon that Yuan Haoke bought at the trading market for a total of one thousand martial arts gold coins.
This weapon is not an ordinary weapon, but a broken black gold giant spear.
This damaged black gold giant spear (hereinafter referred to as the black gold spear) is a weapon used by ancient giants. It has the magical power to open mountains and cut rivers. Although it is only an intermediate Xuan-level weapon, it is stronger than ordinary Xuan-level advanced weapons.
strength.
Death Takeout has already understood the top secrets. This move is a bit difficult even for ordinary fifth-level martial art masters, because it can be said to be Yuan Haoke's strongest move.
Kong Mufeng didn't even look at it, he released the nine tails on his body and grabbed it casually.
'Snapped……'
Kong Mufeng seemed to be effortless as he grasped the tip of the spear impartially and firmly.
And Yuan Haoke was also shocked, because Kong Mufeng was no longer at the fifth level of the martial arts realm at this moment.
Instead, the seventh level of the martial arts realm, which is more powerful and oppressive, has entered the true advanced martial arts realm.
"Confucius, how do you practice while sleeping? Please teach me!" Yuan Haoke immediately showed his attentiveness. He honestly didn't learn anything else but learned to speak glibly.
"Only if I sleep."
"Then I will sleep with you."
"roll."
Kong Mufeng said angrily.
"Practice quickly. If you don't reach your goal, I'll beat you up!" Kong Mufeng waved his fist.
Yuan Haoke said, "If you have time to educate me, why not give Xiaogui and Xiaonier some serious guidance? They are stuck at a bottleneck and cannot come back."
Kong Mufeng frowned. The two of them were very talented. How could they have reached a bottleneck so early?
Immediately afterwards, Kong Mufeng came to the place where Xiao Guier was practicing.
In addition to the kid, there is also Xiaobai practicing his gun here.
"Xiao Bai, you go somewhere else to practice shooting first, and I'll chat with him for a while."