"Master seems a little abnormal today." Chen Yun frowned, "No, why did the master speak so gently? Forget it, don't think of him anymore." He shook his head and turned to look at his junior brother, "Junior brother, wake up quickly, I don't have to stay here all the time."

Of course, Zhang Zhifeng couldn't wake up after hearing his words. Chen Yun rubbed his forehead and sat down cross-legged in a little annoyed manner, practicing quietly. Maybe time passed faster during the practice!

Time flies in practice, and it is difficult to say that it will take several months for a person to enter into meditation, but now Chen Yun obviously cannot do that. He must keep awake and feed Zhang Zhifeng medicine every half an hour.

Time was quietly lost when Chen Yun was invisibly tortured and Zhang Zhifeng was confused and unknown. Ten days have come, Chen Yun opened his eyes, and he was always counting the time, but when this moment came, he was a little worried, and took out a colored jade bottle and poured it over. After confirming that there were no pills in it, he calmed down. Looking at Zhang Zhifeng, Chen Yun frowned again. "Why haven't the junior brother woke up yet?"

Zhang Zhifeng was lying on the ground of the stone room, and Chen Yun never moved him to the bedroom, so he didn't dare to move casually. But this clean senior brother didn't know how many times he used the dust purification technique on Zhang Zhifeng. Now the gray robe on Zhang Zhifeng looked as clean as new, and that face was also bright. Chen Yun's eyes moved, and he noticed his younger brother's slightly trembling fingers. He felt excited and finally woke up.

Zhang Zhifeng slowly opened his eyes and adapted to the light in the room. The light radiated by the golden scales was always shining on the stone room. Chen Yun could control the golden scales and quickly darkened the golden scales to allow his junior brother to adapt better. After looking at the mysterious eyes, Zhang Zhifeng slowly spoke: "Senior brother, why are we back? What happened to me just now?"

After not speaking for a long time, the sound was extremely harsh. Zhang Zhifeng hurriedly used his ingenuity to moisten his body.

Chen Yun briefly introduced that Zhang Zhifeng was not concerned about his almost life-threatening death. Perhaps he had experienced too much during this period, but instead began to be interested in Chen Yun's practice bag. He hurriedly asked his senior brother to put it on and try it.

Chen Yun was so bored that he agreed immediately. Then the two of them looked at the big bag carefully. The bag was white and there were blood-red patterns on it. Both of them could see that it was the blood-red scales on the head of the giant python that Chen Yun killed. However, the main material of the bag was obviously not the giant python, but the thick animal skin. It was unknown where the old man was looking for. The bag was engraved with countless mysterious and complex patterns, emitting a unique energy fluctuation, which was similar to the martial arts but different from the martial arts.

"Senior brother, go in and take a look!" Zhang Zhifeng urged.

Chen Yun was stunned for a moment. He didn't know how to use this practice bag. He was stunned for a while and turned around and asked his junior brother: "Do you know how to use this practice belt?"

"I don't know, my family has never used it," Zhang Zhifeng looked at his senior brother in confusion, "Didn't the master tell you?"

Chen Yun shook his head.

"What should I do? Brother, please go in and take a look first!" Zhang Zhifeng was anxious to see the transformation of the training bag.

Chen Yun had no choice but to step into the bag on the ground with a bitter face, and then pulled the bag upwards. The old man was right, the belt was not big. Chen Yun finally pulled the bag to his shoulder and looked at Zhang Zhifeng pitifully, and Zhang Zhifeng widened his eyes and waited for the change.

After a stalemate for a while, the bag did not change at all.

"What's going on? Why hasn't it changed?" Zhang Zhifeng scratched his head and said, "Senior Brother, cover your head too!"

Chen Yun frowned. He could feel the energy reaction in this bag, but how to use it? He glanced at Zhang Zhifeng. "Does he really have to cover his head?"

Chen Yun closed his eyes quietly and felt the bag on his body. A feeling of being tolerated and protected came, as if he was back in his mother's arms.

Seeing that the senior brother closed his eyes for a while, he thought something was wrong, so he couldn't help but feel anxious. He pulled the bag and shook it, saying, "Senior brother, are you okay?"

Chen Yun was shocked by him, opened his eyes, shook his head gently, and said excitedly: "I understand, I'll see, I'll transform immediately." His body shook in the bag, and fogs of mist gushed out, which caught Zhang Zhifeng's eyes for a moment.

When he could see clearly again, the senior brother standing in front of him had changed a lot. The senior brother who was not as tall as himself is now more than half taller than him. He was covered in blood-red scale armor. His thin body was so strong at the moment. A fierce aura came towards him. Zhang Zhifeng couldn't help but take two steps back.

Chen Yun felt the extra strength in his body and felt a sense of relief. Seeing that his junior brother couldn't help but retreat, he couldn't help laughing and twisted his waist. His thick waist was as soft as a snake. "How about it, junior brother!"

Zhang Zhifeng took two steps forward, gently touched the blood-red armor, and nodded in admiration: "It's so amazing. I didn't expect this practice bag to be so effective. Now, senior brother, you have more momentum."

If the old man was here, he would definitely point at his nose and curse. Are the fine products that I have worked hard to make carefully, and can they compare to those ordinary loan colors?

Chen Yun nodded, looked at his armor carefully, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and said softly: "Yes, this bag is really strong, and even I am shocked by this momentum. This practice bag at least brings the skills of a second-rate master!"

"Ah!" Although Zhang Zhifeng had already thought that the function of the practice bag was very important, he still didn't expect that he could increase so much. "The skills of second-rate masters, if you make a few more practice bags, wouldn't there be a large number of second-rate masters?"

Chen Yun shook his head: "Impossible. I think ordinary practice bags should not be so strong. This bag should be considered the top-notch among practice bags!"

Zhang Zhifeng was right when he thought about it. Of course, the practice bag made by the master of the saint of Medicine is not ordinary. However, he didn't know that this bag is definitely the top even in the hands of the saint of Medicine.

"Senior brother, you have the skills of a second-rate master now plus the skills of a second-rate master. Isn't you having the skills of a first-rate master?"

Chen Yun shook his head: "It's not that powerful. Can two second-rate masters beat first-rate masters? Although my skills are all used by me, they are still too different from first-rate masters. And this skill is also clearly defined with its own skill level and is incompatible at all."

Zhang Zhifeng nodded in a clear understanding. He only knew that the top-class masters were powerful, but he didn't know how powerful they were. After all, he didn't know much about these things.

Chen Yun continued: "A second-rate master, even if a hundred people are all participating, may not be able to beat first-rate masters! Just like with your current skills, how many people can beat you when you first gained the skills?"

Zhang Zhifeng raised his fist and said firmly: "I feel that as much as I come, I can destroy as much as I come!"
Chapter completed!