Chapter 315 Void Sword Light

Chen Fei took Ren Zhongyang and went directly back to the clinic. When Chen Fei woke up, he was on the street, and there was no house to choose from.

On the contrary, Ren Zhongyang appeared in the clinic, and most clinics have dormitories.

When the people in the clinic saw Chen Fei and Ren Zhongyang go back and forth, especially when they clearly stated that they wanted to stay, they were all a little confused.

"He has seen patients here, and I have seen patients here. If you need, I can see patients here in the next few days."

Chen Fei looked at the director in front of him and said earnestly: "So, you still have to arrange accommodation."

"The clinic does not provide accommodation." The director of the clinic said expressionlessly.

"Not provided?" Chen Fei's voice was slightly raised.

"Not provided!" The director said firmly.

"Then where do you live?" Chen Fei pointed to the other errands in the clinic. There were quite a few people here. At a glance, there were more than ten people.

"Where we live has nothing to do with you!" The face of the director of the clinic suddenly turned cold, and he looked at Chen Fei with cold eyes.

"Do you want to eat some fruit?"

Chen Fei waved his right hand, and an apple fell into Chen Fei's hand and handed it to the director.

The director of the clinic's brows kept trembling, and he ignored Chen Fei's question. He already knew Chen Fei's evil ways. If he ate this fruit, he would not get any benefits, and he would probably have to pay money.

"You know, there was a martial arts hall in the city just now. Did it collapse?" Chen Fei put the fruit back into the basket, looked at the director of the clinic, and suddenly whispered.

"Are you threatening me?"

The director of the clinic's eyes widened directly, and the sinister breath suddenly spread all around. Ren Zhongyang on the side shuddered involuntarily, looking at the director of the clinic with horror.

Just on the way back, Ren Zhongyang's spiritual wisdom was suppressed again, so at this moment he forgot who he was.

The only thing was that his trust in Chen Fei was increasing.

"Yes, I'm threatening you! Guess, can I use the same method to destroy this place?"

Chen Fei looked directly into the eyes of the director of the clinic, gently touched the woven basket, and the sound of copper coins colliding with each other sounded in the basket. Just by listening to the sound, you can tell that there are no less than hundreds of coins.

"Where do you think the money in my basket comes from?" Chen Fei whispered.

The resentment in the eyes of the director of the clinic seemed to be coming out of his eyes, but Chen Fei didn't show any fear.

And as time went by, Chen Fei's expression gradually became indifferent, and the indifferent director of the clinic inexplicably became a little flustered.

No one knows how Chen Fei destroyed the martial arts hall, but the director of the clinic has seen Chen Fei teasing those patients. Combining the two, Chen Fei should really not be bragging.

If Chen Fei is not given a satisfactory answer, maybe Chen Fei will really destroy the clinic.

Thinking of this result, the director of the clinic couldn't help but retract his momentum. It's just providing a place to stay, there's no need to take such a big risk.

"Ten cents a night!" the director of the clinic said gloomily.

"One cent!" Chen Fei shook his head and refused directly.

The director of the clinic stared at him. This bargaining method was not to cut the price in half, but to the ankle. A rage rushed to his head, but was finally suppressed by the director.

"Okay, one cent!" The director of the clinic gritted his teeth, and his sharp teeth collided with each other, making a sound of metal.

A quarter of an hour later, Chen Fei lived in the dormitory in the backyard of the clinic, and the sky outside darkened at an unreasonable speed.

Night fell!

In the house, the green lights flickered, and on the wall, the shadows of Chen Fei and Ren Zhongyang were long and short, as if a monster was grinning.

Ren Zhongyang fell on the bed and slept soundly. After his spiritual wisdom was blinded, Ren Zhongyang behaved like an ordinary person, completely forgetting that he had a great power.

Because of the constant struggle between the mind and the fog, he was extremely tired, so he fell into a deep sleep in less than a moment.

Chen Fei sat cross-legged on the side, looking at the copper coins in the basket. Under Chen Fei's eyes, the copper coins floated up one by one. Chen Fei looked at these copper coins, pondered for a moment, and the copper coins broke one by one.

The pure source power floated, Chen Fei inhaled slightly, and strands of power were absorbed into his body.

Chen Fei's originally restrained mind became active, and the Thousand Silk Technique was running, integrating these source powers into his mind one by one.

As smooth as water, Chen Fei did not feel any hindrance in refining these source powers, and he smoothly turned these powers into his own use.

In just a moment, Chen Fei began to feel the growth of his mind power.

After refining some high-quality spiritual materials, Chen Fei's mind power had already reached the level of controlling thirty acupoints. Now that his mental power has increased, he has reached the level of controlling thirty-one acupoints.

The speed did not stagnate or slow down at all. As the copper coins continued to break, Chen Fei's mental power continued to advance.

Thirty-two, thirty-three, thirty-four, in just less than an hour, Chen Fei's mental power reached the level of controlling thirty-six acupoints.

This is the strength of mental power that can only be possessed by the peak of the initial stage of the training acupoint realm. Most of the training acupoint realms must rely on time to accumulate if they want to reach this level of mental power.

In general, very few sects can reward their disciples with the Forging God Pill.

As strong as the Xianyun Sword Sect, as strong as Liao Hanqin, it took more than twenty years for his mental power to reach his current position.

And this refining is not over yet. As time goes by, the mental power, after stagnating for a short period of time, directly breaks into the level of controlling thirty-seven acupoints.

At this level, Chen Fei's mental power seemed to have undergone a small purification, and his purity and agility were improved to a higher level.

Of course, this is not yet a true transformation. Only when Chen Fei's acupoint cultivation reaches the middle stage of acupoint training, will his mental power and body undergo a transformation.

But even so, Chen Fei's current income is not trivial, and this income is not over yet. The copper coins were only half used, and Chen Fei's refining was still continuing.

Control thirty-eight, thirty-nine, forty, forty-one!

The further back he went, the slower his mental power grew. When there were about a hundred copper coins left, Chen Fei slowly stopped. Feeling the vitality of his mind, Chen Fei exhaled a breath and slowly opened his eyes.

The power of his mind surged, and the feeling of being a little shaky appeared in Chen Fei's perception again. Chen Fei kept running the Dragon Suppressing Elephant, gradually suppressing this abnormality, and finally eliminated it.

Controlling the mental power of forty-one acupoints, Chen Fei no longer needs to restrain his mental power too much under the premise that the God-Slaying Sword attracts the mist.

If Chen Fei's mental power can continue to grow, the influence of the fog on Chen Fei will become less and less until it is completely ignored.

If one's cultivation can reach the Aperture Realm, one can directly tear this strange city apart, instead of being restricted by various rules like it is now.

There were about a hundred copper coins left, but Chen Fei did not refine them all, just for emergencies. After all, the city gate will not open until midnight two days later. No one can say what will happen in these two days.

"Um?"

Chen Fei was sensing the subtle changes in his mental power when he suddenly raised his head and moved his ears slightly, listening to the movement outside the house.

"Da da da!"

A vague sound of footsteps sounded outside. To be precise, it appeared on the main street outside.

Since nightfall, the entire Lost City has fallen into silence. Whether it is the main street outside or inside the hospital, everyone, whether human or spooky, is hiding in the houses.

Therefore, the sudden sound of footsteps seemed particularly clear.

"The temperature is dropping too!"

Chen Fei looked at the patches of frost condensing on the windows. The temperature in the room dropped at an alarming rate. The dim green candle flame flickered for a moment and then went out.

The entire room instantly fell into darkness.

"Da da da!"

The footsteps on the street gradually became clearer, as if there were countless people walking together, but if you listened carefully, there was only one voice echoing.

The echo of footsteps is like stepping on a person's heart, beat after beat, making the heart of the person stepping on it feel stuffy, and they can't help but want to scream loudly to vent their frustration and annoyance.

In his sleep, Ren Zhongyang began to toss and turn uneasily, as if something was gradually entangling him.

Chen Fei narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the wall, as if he wanted to look outside through the wall. There was a strange aura approaching. It seemed to be attracted by something and rushed straight towards this side.

On the bed, Ren Zhongyang's body curled up subconsciously, his lips turned purple, and the energy in his body seemed to be sealed, without any fluctuations, unable to give Ren Zhongyang the slightest protection.

Chen Fei couldn't help but frown. There was indeed great terror in the Lost City at night, but couldn't he avoid this terror even by hiding in the house?

"call!"

Outside the house, the wind blew for no reason, shaking the entire window. That breath was standing outside the house at this moment. Chen Fei could feel that the aura was staring at the house.

In other words, staring at the people in the room.

"Bah!"

There was a sharp whistle that seemed to only sound in his soul, and a strong wave of sleepiness swept over Chen Fei, and the veins on Chen Fei's forehead couldn't help but pop out.

Chen Fei's eyes suddenly opened, he looked around and found that the surrounding environment had changed at some point. Chen Fei was no longer in the house, and all that was around was the fog in the sky.

"Chen Fei!"

A call came from a distance, very cordial, like a friend he hadn't seen for many years. It was a simple call, but it brought back countless memories for Chen Fei.

"Chen Fei!"

In the mist, a figure appeared, walking slowly towards him. Chen Fei's attention was involuntarily focused on this figure, as if he had countless expectations, hoping that this figure would appear soon.

Kill the God! Kill the God! Kill the God!

Just when the figure's hands and feet were exposed from the fog, he hit the Shadow Slashing God Sword three times in a row. Three sword lights flashed in the void and pierced into the figure's body.

"Bah!"

With the same sharp roar, Chen Fei opened his eyes again. He was in the room, and everything just seemed like an illusion.

Chen Fei turned to look at Ren Zhongyang. More than 30% of Ren Zhongyang's energy had disappeared!