My four beautiful sisters

It's just that the medicinal power of the thousand-year-old king ginseng has not been fully digested and absorbed.

Now it is converted into a pile of energy, which is stored in a corner of the dantian.

The Millennium Medicine King Ginseng pays attention to the word millennium.

For this medicinal ginseng, it has a lifespan of a thousand years, a body of a thousand years, a cultivation of a thousand years, and has seen the changes of the world and the earth for a thousand years, day and night.

Chen Bufan wanted to absorb it all at once, devouring it completely, how could it be that simple.

There are many medicinal ginseng, which are very common and can be bought in some well-known drugstores.

However, in the entire martial arts world, only the Valley of the Medicine King has the millennium medicinal ginseng.

Chen Bufan opened his eyes, and a flash of light flashed across them.

Slowly stood up in the ruins, spread his fists, and slapped the sky.

The huge zhenqi palm print went straight into the sky, changing the color of the world and changing the situation.

"Boom!" There was a sound like thunder on the ground.

He was dressed in a white robe, his hair was fluttering, and his facial features were sharp and sharp.

With hands on their backs, the breath stretches, and a random stop will give people an endless sense of oppression.

Like a sharp sword in the sky, it goes straight into the sky, unstoppable.

With sword eyebrows and star eyes, rich spirit like jade, under the shining light, it seems that all of them are gathered on him.

"Husband?" Nangong smiled weakly and called out.

"Girl." Chen Bufan turned his head and smiled faintly.

"Did you break through?"

"Yes."

"That's great." Nangong ran forward with a smile, hugged him, jumped up and down, extremely excited.

I couldn't be happier.

"Cough cough!" A light cough sounded, and Shang Mengdie approached step by step with an outstanding demeanor, "Boy, you ruined my yard."

"Eh! Mistress, you won't be so stingy, right? It's just a yard."

"To put it simply, a brick is also mine."

"Yes, yes, yes, my wife is right." Chen Bufan said obediently.

"Honestly speaking, how old are you kid? You don't look like Emperor Wu." Shang Mengdie asked with narrowed eyes, keeping looking at Chen Bufan.

"Emperor Wu's breakthrough is not so shocking, especially the palm just now, even I feel ashamed."

"But it's wrong to think about it. You were just a Martial King before. Even if you break through, you are only a Martial Emperor at most, and you can't be a Martial Saint."

"So I'm a little confused now."

"I can't figure it out."

"Master, speaking of it, I still want to thank you for the Millennium Medicine King Ginseng." Chen Bufan said with a smile, "This disciple is now promoted to Martial Saint, just like Master was back then."

"What, Martial Saint!!!" Shang Mengdie and Nangong Xiaoxiao said in unison, surprised again and again.

Shocked a hundred times!

"That's right, we have indeed reached Martial Saint." Chen Bufan said firmly.

How can I not understand how far I have reached?

Can't go wrong!

The eighth level of Hunyuan Kung Fu is real.

"Little guy, you didn't lie to me, did you?"

"Don't dare!"

"It's amazing, you are more powerful than Zhuge Xingchen, I am a little speechless, I don't know what to say." Shang Mengdie seems to have not recovered from his surprise.

"Thank you, Madam, for your compliment."

"Boy, don't be too arrogant, even if you are a martial artist, you are still my junior."

"Of course, my wife will always be my wife, and I can't change it in my life."

"Today's rapid progress is all thanks to the help of my wife, otherwise the disciple would not have such luck." Chen Bufan praised in disguise.

Commonly known as: flattering!

When she slapped Shang Mengdie, she knew what kind of fart it was.

Curly?

cough cough.

"Okay, now you are a martial sage not only relying on the medicine king ginseng, but also has an inseparable relationship with your own talent."

"I admit that you are very good, Zhuge Xingchen has accepted a good apprentice."

"But my wife must give you a blow, don't be too complacent and arrogant."

"Speaking of cultivation, your boy is worse than when Zhuge Xingchen passed away. At that time, he was one step closer to becoming a martial god."

"If you want to catch up with your master, you need to work harder." Shang Mengdie said out of kindness.

As long as you think carefully, you will understand her mind.

Not hitting.

Instead, he restrained his arrogance.

If you can't achieve a little, you can't find east, west, north, south, lawless, and think you are the best in the world.

For Chen Bufan, there is no benefit for the lineage of the Shuangsheng of medicine and martial arts.

"If it wasn't for your master being plotted against and poisoned to death, who would dare to stand shoulder to shoulder with him in this martial arts world, and who would be able to fight him!!!"

"It's all rubbish!"

"Master's intention, this disciple understands." Chen Bufan bowed lightly.

"Your master's excellence can be inherited, but his madness is not advisable."

Shang Mengdie exhaled a long breath, and said earnestly, "Actually, I'm worried that you will follow his old path."

"Be careful."

"The world of martial arts is not as simple as it appears on the surface. Your master's death is very strange, and there is no clue so far."

"Who did it? Was it the closest person? If not, who would have stretched out a poisonous hand under Zhuge Xingchen's nose."

"And successfully harmed."

"Xiaofan, my mistress is not joking with you, the other three mistresses of yours should try their best to be on guard."

"It's not to provoke right and wrong, nor is it to create something out of nothing. How should I put it? Be careful."

"Try to be on guard, except yourself."

"Don't be too careless, so-so."

In Chen Bufan's view, Shang Mengdie's words were neither malicious nor angry.

What she said was not unreasonable.

But the three wives, he really doesn't have to guard against them.

Without them, where would I be.

Not my own, but my own.

Chen Bufan's life is theirs, if they want, they can give it anytime.

They don't need to do anything, they can dig out the heart and hand it over in person.

Furthermore, according to the old hag, Master's death seems to have something to do with Fengyun Palace.

There are still some eyebrows.

There is almost no evidence.

Therefore, Fengyun Palace is Chen Bufan's primary goal and also his biggest enemy.

The least trustworthy object.

"Master, this disciple understands." Chen Bufan said humbly.

"That's all for now. Let's leave these topics behind and don't mention them again." Shang Mengdie said with a smile, and then stretched out a small white hand.

"???" Chen Bufan was a little confused.

"What do you mean?"

There is a fruit on the ignorant tree, and there is only me under the ignorant tree.

"Destroyed one of my mother's yards, don't you want to spend money to repair it? It's all formed naturally?"

"Give the money!"

"..."

"Your Shuangshengmen's family has a great career, do you want to renege on your debt?"

"How much?" Chen Bufan said casually.

"Not much, one hundred million!"

so dark?

Open your mouth a hundred million?Not much?

Do you want the lion to open his mouth?

"Miss, you are a bit unreasonable."

"Hehehe!" Shang Mengdie smiled coquettishly, "Silly boy, I can't see that Master's Wife is joking with you."

"I've given you all the thousand-year-old medicine king ginseng, but I still need this yard?"

"If you want, the entire Medicine King Valley is yours."

"Are you considering taking over?"

"I'm tired too, so I don't want to worry about it anymore."

Isn't this instantly taller?

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