About half an hour later, the taxi arrived downstairs of the rented house. After paying the money, Yang Yu quickly ran to his rental house, threw off his shoes, and was already lying on the bed. He quickly took out the pill he had exchanged, put the Qi-induced pill aside, and focused his eyes on the marrow-cleaning pill.

"Is this the marrow-cleaning pill? It smells good and is worthy of being the elixir in the martial arts world. It is said that this elixir can destroy marrow by Yijing, turning an ordinary person into a good cultivation talent, and can definitely be regarded as a top-quality elixir."

Yang Yu thought about it and said that since the marrow washing pill was exchanged, it could not be wasted. He rolled over and sat cross-legged, and the marrow washing pill was swallowed. He felt sweet in his throat, and the cells in his body seemed to be boiling, and a itchy feeling spread throughout his body.

"It's so good." Yang Yu couldn't help but whisper.

"No wonder so many people dream of becoming heroes. It feels so fucking to be a martial artsman. Bah, it seems that I haven't gotten started yet, but after taking this marrow-cleaning pill, my physical condition will undergo earth-shaking changes and my future will be bright."

The pills were rumbling in the abdomen, and the pleasure spread throughout the body. The cells in the body seemed to boil, the muscles became tighter, the bones condensed, and occasionally the trembling sounds of bones in the body could be heard. It lasted for half an hour before the medicinal power of the marrow washing pill was completely digested, and I slowly opened my eyes. The whole person felt refreshed, which was even more enjoyable than washing a sauna.

"It is worthy of being a magical medicine in the martial arts world. I feel like I have been completely reborn, my body is full of strength, as if I have endless energy."

Move your body a little.

"Not only has the strength increased, but the body has also become lighter."

He took out the puller used to exercise his body, pulled it gently, and went straight to the end. The terrifying power made him feel incredible. You should know that it would be nice to be able to pull it halfway through before.

"Tsk tsk, if I were still in school, as long as the sports meeting was held, I would definitely win a few championships. It was amazing!" Yang Yu said narcissisticly.

After excitement, he smiled bitterly, and felt his body sticky and he felt like he fell into a mud pit. He looked carefully. The pure white shirt had turned black. After a slight touch, the fingers were dyed black. When he put it in front of his nose, he smelled it. A fishy smell was particularly pungent.

"Hey, why is your body so dirty?" Yang Yu frowned, but he soon realized that this was the reason why the marrow washing pill was Yijing to cut off the marrow.

I slowly stood up and looked at my small bedroom. It happened to be a one-bedroom, one living room, one bathroom and a small kitchen. Although I bought all the daily necessities I needed, I have lived here for no more than ten days since I rented this house.

"Go and take a shower first."

Take out a dress for changing clothes from your bag and put the suitcase in it. Then the person entered the bathroom, and soon there was a rustling sound of water coming from inside.

More than half an hour later, Yang Yu changed into casual clothes to the living room. He twisted his neck, bent down slightly, straightened his legs, and pressed it easily to the ground with a palm. Then he looked carefully at the thighs. Several scars had long disappeared and his whole body was white.

He took a long breath and had just taken the marrow-cleaning pill, but he had no idea of ​​taking the qi-induced pill immediately. Firstly, it was because it was not the time to evacuate qi, and secondly, the potential medicinal power of the marrow-cleaning pill is still there. Now taking the qi-induced pill will definitely not be able to reach the maximum effect. If it fails, it will be a loss.

Close his eyes and silently recalled the boxing techniques of Luohan Fist. Although the space was limited, he still practiced slowly. It was not until half an hour that he tried all the moves, and then he stopped satisfied.

"Everything is ready, but there is a shortage of disciples." Yang Yu took a deep breath, "I am still in the first-level master system, and I only have twice the cultivation speed of ordinary people. If I want to practice faster, I can only upgrade to level 2 as soon as possible. It is really tempting to double the cultivation speed and perception speed for each level of upgrade."

In order to upgrade, it is inevitable to recruit disciples. Although the first-level master system only requires ten outer disciples to upgrade to the second level, the disciples are not recruited casually. At least he does not want some martial arts scum in his sect in the future.

"I am the head of the Haotian Sect. My disciples will not be bad in the future. However, recruiting disciples is a meticulous job, and it is not achieved overnight. It seems that it is not easy to get started!"

After pondering for a long time, Yang Yu thought of his roommate. It would be great if he could get those three well-known guys into the Haotian Sect. However, now Yin Feng has gone to Jiangning City and Duan Feng has returned to his hometown. Going abroad has become inevitable, so these two people have nothing to consider.

The only thing left is Han Hu.

Thinking of Han Hu, Yang Yu laughed unconsciously: "This idiot is good. If you don't get involved in the Haotian Sect, you're sorry for yourself. He didn't let me be the boss of the dormitory before, so we'll be his head, haha."

Thinking of these interesting things, Yang Yu laughed. Knowing that he was going to Han Hu’s place tomorrow, Yang Yu was a little excited.

It was already dark and he ate some food indiscriminately. Yang Yu took out his notebook and inserted a network cable into the mesh on the wall, logged in to QQ, looked at his string of net names that looked like a ghost-drawing talisman, and immediately changed it to the head sect.

"Yeah, this is worthy of my identity. The great master of the head is still a smart program that can call people, which greatly satisfys my buddy's vanity." Ye Feng said to himself, but the QQ sound over there sounded.

"Huh, who?" Yang Yu was a little surprised. When he double-clicked to open it, it turned out to be Liu Xueyao. This made him a little strange. Although the two of them had been chatting on QQ before, he was the one who took the initiative. Unexpectedly, Liu Xueyao actually sent him a message first this time.

"Why did you change your online name?" Liu Xueyao asked when she came up, her tone seemed a little unhappy, but Yang Yu was not surprised. This girl's personality is like this. She was so bloody when she should be straightforward.

"Oh, this is actually my true identity. Did you see it? Master of the head. I'm going to say that I'm the head of the legendary Haotian Sect. I wonder if you are interested in being the headmaster's wife. Now the first headmaster's wife is waiting for her." Yang Yu said aloud.

"I was not interested, so I had to change my notes again. By the way, did you drink too much last night?"

"No, how can that little wine do anything to me? Xueyao, are you caring about me? Are you already in love with me?" Yang Yutian said shamelessly. This is his usual style.

"You're thinking too much, I'm just asking. Okay, I have something to do, I'll go offline first. Be careful to rest and don't stay up late."

Yang Yu looked at Liu Xueyao's QQ avatar turning gray and shook his head unconsciously.
Chapter completed!