"Bang..." Chen Banghe pulled off the wooden cabinet door and took out the clay pot inside. Chen Banghe didn't bother to look at the things inside and flipped it out of the window.

"What's the sound of coming upstairs just now?" Zhou Dawa's voice came from below and asked.

"It's okay, I accidentally knocked down a stool." Chen Banghe responded. After a while, he didn't hear Zhou Dawa's questioning again, and then he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Chen Banghe placed the pottery jar on the ground and closed the window of Yan Yunhua's room. Then he opened the pottery jar to check and found that there was indeed a liquid inside.

Chen Banghe could not tell the type of liquid, and he didn't have time to let him carefully identify it. He returned to his room, poured the salt into the teapot, and immediately prepared to mix it out of the restaurant.

Zhou Dacheng was knocked out, Zhou Dawa heard the noise, Yan Yunhua might go back to her room at any time, leaving Chen Banghe with little time to escape...

Yuelaiju, Yuechen North Room.

Yan Nantian sat cross-legged on the ground, and the red light on his body was like a substance. In the dimly lit room, it was like a shiny human statue, with a bit of a sacred smell.

Yan Nantian placed his hands in his abdomen, and his spiritual power was gathered in his dantian, but it was still compressed under the operation of the Burning Heaven Fen Jue technique, and the surrounding spiritual energy was also incorporated into his body by him.

Yan Nantian's clothes were soaked in sweat, and the red light on his body became more dazzling. A sound of bean explosion sounded on his body. His aura was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, giving people an extremely strange feeling.

"puff……"

With a sound, a sound came from Yan Nantian's body, and then the momentum of his body suddenly increased, and the surrounding spiritual energy gathered quickly towards him, forming a small whirlwind with him as the center.

At the same time, the spiritual power in Yan Nantian's body also changed tremendously. Although the amount of spiritual power decreased, the quality of spiritual power was more condensed, making Yan Nantian feel extremely comfortable.

After a while, Yan Nantian's aura gradually stabilized, with a trace of sharpness less than before, but a little more thicker, and the spiritual power in his body also stabilized, nourishing Yan Nantian's eight extraordinary meridians.

Yan Nantian exhaled and stopped his energy, his eyes slightly opened, and a smile appeared on his face. He could clearly feel the huge change in spiritual power in his body, which was a qualitative improvement.

Although Yan Nantian has not reached the middle level of the first level, the purity of spiritual power has been greatly improved, which is enough to meet several months of hard practice, which is enough to show the importance of spiritual power dishes to practitioners.

After Yan Nantian finished practicing, he walked out of the northern room. The sky was still a little dark, and a trace of white fish belly rose from the sky. A new day was coming.

At this time, Yan Nantian did not feel sleepy at all, but instead felt refreshed. He faced the rising sun in the sky, preparing to practice the Tiger Fist in the yard.

Yan Nantian didn't rest for a long time in the Huhu Fist, but he had a bit of talent in practicing martial arts. In addition, he had spiritual power in his body, had agile body and fast steps. He was able to fight with a set of boxing techniques, which was strong and powerful, and powerful.

After Yan Nantian practiced spiritual power, he had much greater strength than ordinary people and had a few more speeds. It would be difficult for three or five people to get close to him, which was enough to show the benefits of cultivating spiritual power.

Half an hour later, the sky gradually brightened, and the employees of Yuelaiju got up. Yan Nantian picked up his fist and calmed down his energy and slowly breathed out a breath of turbid air.

"Papapapapa..." At this moment, a burst of applause suddenly sounded. Yan Nantian couldn't help but turn his head and look at it, but saw Liu Qiang watching from the side, and couldn't help but say in surprise:

"Mr. Liu, when did you come?"

"I just arrived not long ago and saw you kid practicing boxing, so I didn't disturb you." Liu Qiang responded, looked at Yan Nantian and said, "You kid's changes are really big. After only a few days, your spiritual power has been condensed and true."

"I have taken the remaining glass duck head, so my cultivation level has increased so quickly." Yan Nantian explained.

"As it turns out, you kid is really lucky." Liu Qiang showed a hint of envy, as if he had remembered something again, and said, "By the way, where is the bone of that glazed duck head? You kid didn't throw it away."

"What's wrong?" Yan Nantian asked.

"It's good if you didn't throw it away. Although the bone of that glazed duck head also contains a certain amount of spiritual power, the human body cannot absorb it. Why don't you give it to me?" Liu Qiang said.

"Since the human body cannot absorb it, what's the use of you?" Yan Nantian smiled and joked: "Can you absorb it?"

"Bastard, you actually scold me in a different way." Hearing Yan Nantian's words, Liu Qiang waved his fist as big as a bowl, and acted to hit him.

"Stop being angry, I'm just kidding you. The bones are on the table in the north room. I'll go in and pick them up for you later." Although Yan Nantian also practiced the Tiger Fu Fist, he was definitely not Liu Qiang's opponent, so he naturally would not ask for trouble. He hurriedly said a soft word.

"You kid just need a beating." Liu Qiang smiled and scolded, hammered Yan Nantian's shoulder, and said.
Chapter completed!