Chapter 556: Finding someone to practice with

Yi Feng carried Lu Benwei and returned to his martial arts gym in a flash.

As soon as he got home, he threw Lu Benwei into a small dark room and closed the door tightly.

"Just stay in there, you dishonest thing!" he scolded.

Yi Feng looked at the trembling things beside him, a dog lying on the ground and trembling, a centipede lying on the dog's back and trembling, and a bear curled up behind the dog and trembling. x33xs.

——and a ghost who didn't know when he got together with the skeleton, didn't dare to enter the martial arts hall, and was shivering at the door of the martial arts hall...

He rolled his eyes at a few things, "You guys should behave yourself, or you will be beaten one by one."

As he said that, Yi Feng swung his fist as big as a sandbag, and twitched his little finger, "I can kill you with just one finger now."

The four things stepped back in fear.

Yi Feng strode out of the martial arts hall with satisfaction.

The sun was shining outside, and Yi Feng squinted his eyes with satisfaction.

The weather was really good, and it was a good day to practice.

Ever since he obtained the full level of training, his hands have been itching.

Just a few hundred impromptu punches were not satisfying at all.

Now, he was going to find someone to practice with.

But cultivators... Yi Feng looked embarrassed.

Since he came to this world, he has never really come into contact with cultivators because he cannot cultivate.

For so many years, he doesn't know a single cultivator. Where can he find a cultivator to practice with?

Across the road, Zhurou Rong, who was chopping pork, focused his attention on Yi Feng as he walked out of the martial arts gym. At this moment, he couldn't help but ask loudly: "Mr. Yi, what's wrong? You don't look very happy."

Yi Feng looked at Zhurou Rong, and a thought came to his mind.

He walked over quickly, "Zhurou Rong, I was just about to ask you something."

He didn't know any cultivators, but the people he knew might know cultivators.

"Sir, you tell me." Zhu Rourong put down his work and asked seriously.

"Are there any cultivators in your family or among the people you know?" Yi Feng asked.

Zhu Rourong was puzzled, "Sir, why do you want to find a cultivator?"

"To practice." Yi Feng rubbed his palms.

Zhu Rourong's heart skipped a beat and the knife in his hand fell.

"This, this, this..."

"Don't panic." Yi Feng saw Zhu Rourong's look and said confidently, "Don't worry about me, nothing will happen."

Yi Feng understood that to them, he was just a mortal like them.

Finding a cultivator to practice with was like seeking death.

Zhu Rourong looked at Yi Feng in confusion...why would he worry about him?

Zhu Rourong quickly picked up the knife in his hand and continued to chop the meat, "No, no, no."

"Sir, you know, I'm just a useless bastard, how do I know the cultivator you want to find?"

"Oh, I knew it." Yi Feng sighed, and saw the waiter busy serving noodles next to him, and walked over.

"Waiter, do you know a cultivator?" Yi Feng walked over and asked.

"Ah? A cultivator? What do you want to find a cultivator for?" The waiter stopped and asked.

"To practice."

The waiter was so scared that he almost spilled the noodles.

I couldn't help but complain in my heart, you still need to practice? He would be dead in a matter of minutes...

But he didn't dare to offend Yi Feng, so he held his voice and swallowed his saliva.

"What kind of cultivator do you want to practice with, sir?"

Yi Feng glanced at the skinny look of the waiter, "It can't be a mortal like you. It has to be a strong one."

As he said that, Yi Feng raised his fist and blew on it, "You can't withstand my fist."

"Sir, you are wise." The waiter bent his waist, "I don't know any of the cultivators you are talking about."

Yi Feng was about to leave.

Suddenly, he saw Old Wang sitting under a tree in the yard next to him, watching him enjoying the cool air.

"Old Wang..." He walked over.

"Sir, you don't need to ask. I don't know any of the cultivators you mentioned." He quickly stood up and added, "I've never seen one in my life."

Yi Feng looked at Old Wang, who couldn't even stand steadily.

Yi Feng sighed, shook his head helplessly and said, "Hey, you are too weak."

Then, he left with his hands behind his back, "It's lonely at the top..."

After Yi Feng left, a group of people gathered together, "Sir, what's wrong with you? Why do you suddenly want to practice with someone?"

"Dugu Qiubai?"

"Maybe it's just like what you said, it's lonely at the top, too lonely."

"But now it seems that you don't pretend to be a mortal anymore, so should we still pretend to be mortals?" Zhu Rourong raised a kitchen knife and spoke hesitantly.

"Why are you tired? Why do you need to pretend? Didn't you hear what the master said about him just now?" Old Wang said to the waiter next to him, "Mortals, we are all mortals!"

"Yes, in the eyes of the master, we are mortals, there is nothing to pretend." The waiter nodded in agreement.

"Yes, yes, you are right." Zhu Rourong nodded like a garlic.

Yi Feng went around Pingjiang City and didn't find a single cultivator. There were not even any cultivators he knew.

What a garbage...

Just when Yi Feng was worried, he suddenly thought of something. He

stood still.

By the way, when the system rewarded himself as Lu Benwei, didn't it say that Lu Benwei was the number one master?

Although I don’t know what he is the best at, he is still the best, so he should have something, right?!

Although I have never seen him use it.

Let’s try it?!

Thinking of this, Yi Feng turned around and went back to the martial arts hall.

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Martial arts hall.

As soon as Yi Feng left, a bone stuck out from the crack of the locked wooden door.

A finger dug into the lock and banged it.

The lock opened.

The next moment, a skull stuck out from the dark hole and turned around to look around.

"Master has left?"

"Gone!" Gouzi quickly pushed open the small door for Lu Benwei, "Congratulations, big brother! You're free again!"

"Don't you see who I am?" Lu Benwei said with satisfaction.

The disassembled limbs rushed together in an instant, "Let's go, hurry up! Before the master comes back!"

. You provided the great god Feng Lingbei. You are already level 1000. The highest level outside is 30.