Chapter 71

While Lin Feng was busy making the mill, the brothers Li Erniu and Zhang Dazhuang came again pulling a donkey cart outside the graveyard.

Hearing the movement, Lin Feng did not care and directly shouldered the hoe leaning against the wall and walked over.

"Why are you later than usual today?"

Lin Feng looked at the corpse covered with a black cloth and then asked them.

"Oh, Brother Lin, you don't know, something big happened in the city again last night!"

Seeing him ask, Li Erniu's lips moved up and down, and he began to skillfully tell about the encounter last night.

"... The two of us were lucky that the place we lived was remote; otherwise, we would have suffered. You say, what kind of things are these happening every three days!"

Lin Feng had no interest in such things at all, pretending to listen while actually letting it go in one ear and out the other.

"Hmm, this Mingyuan Juncheng is indeed getting more and more chaotic; if you two have any good places to go, it is best to change to another place to live."

After reading the memories of that Paper Folder and Song Renjie, Lin Feng naturally knew that Mingyuan Juncheng had become a powder keg.

Considering that these two brothers were still familiar with him, Lin Feng thought for a while and still opened his mouth to remind them.

"Sigh, the two of us do this dirty and tiring work, and even so, we still have to bribe left and right and honor the superiors every year; if we changed to another place, I'm afraid we wouldn't even be able to eat."

However, Lin Feng's reminder clearly could not change anything; Li Erniu directly shook his head and sighed.

Zhang Dazhuang was silent for a long time and also squeezed out a sentence: "This job was passed down from my father; if I gave it up, he would definitely beat me to death!"

"Hehe, that's right, in this day and age, being able to eat is the most important thing!"

Lin Feng shook his head and stopped talking nonsense, directly lifting the black cloth to reveal the corpse on the donkey cart.

It looked like there was nothing unusual, but Lin Feng clearly did not care and directly grabbed one shoulder of the corpse and dragged it toward the graveyard.

Digging a pit and burying people went without saying, but when Lin Feng harvested a little bit of spiritual energy again and transformed it into several years of internal strength, he felt that a change had suddenly occurred in his body.

"Boom~ bang bang bang!"

At this moment, it was as if some kind of sound was emitted from his chest, followed by the sound of his heart beating violently.

This sound was so loud that one did not even need to get close to Lin Feng to hear it, and Lin Feng himself could feel the blood in his blood vessels surging crazily throughout his limbs and bones at this time.

"This is?"

After absorbing those internal strengths just now, the total amount of internal strength in Lin Feng's body seemed to have finally broken through a certain limit.

Following that was streams of warm currents beginning to circulate crazily along his body's meridians, causing the blood flow rate in his body to speed up and his heart to beat wildly.

But the changes were not just like this; Lin Feng began to feel that all his senses were changing.

His thinking became clearer and clearer, his eyes became brighter, his hearing became more sensitive, and his nose seemed to be able to smell the mixed soil smell and faint rot in the air.

"Internal strength itself has the effect of strengthening the physique, but now this feeling is even stronger!"

The surging internal strength surged in his body like a great river; after every flushing, it made him feel that his body became more relaxed, and various senses also became more acute.

"Bang bang"

Following this feeling, Lin Feng started a set of common Fierce Tiger Fists; this set of fist techniques was actually also a third-rate martial art in the Jianghu.

But at this very moment, Lin Feng felt that he was like a real fierce tiger; as his body stretched and his fists struck, his whole person was full of a momentum similar to a fierce beast.

The surrounding air waves began to stir with his fist swings, and even the sound of a tiger roar faintly began to form.

After finishing a set of fist techniques heartily, Lin Feng was covered in hot sweat, but his whole person felt more and more comfortable.

"Form and spirit are both present! Qi and blood are like a furnace!"

Until this moment, Lin Feng slowly spat out these eight words; just now, he gradually understood what had happened to him.

"Because of the accumulation of a large amount of internal strength, I broke through the scope of an ordinary martial artist and reached the realm of a Martial Dao Grandmaster; now my mental will has become stronger and more sensitive."

"Even after driving ordinary ghosts, I can rely on the qi and blood like a furnace to greatly weaken the erosion of ghost items on myself!"

Regarding this result, Lin Feng was quite happy, even happier than obtaining a Fierce Ghost.

Because among those people in the Ghost Suppression Division he buried, he had seen such a statement.

If an ordinary person's mental will is strong and their qi and blood are vigorous, then the more likely they are to drive powerful ghosts.

Some powerful Ghost Controllers were even geniuses in martial arts, and after driving ghosts, they exerted the ghost's power to the extreme.

"But I really didn't expect that just by constantly accumulating internal strength, I could break through the limit of an ordinary martial artist; does this count as quantitative change leading to qualitative change?"

You know, an ordinary martial artist, even if they start practicing martial arts from their mother's womb until they die of old age, it is impossible to accumulate more than a hundred years of internal strength.

Wanting to break through, it was either because of various coincidences or because of possessing extraordinary talent and perseverance.

In short, no matter which kind it was, it was what Lin Feng lacked; he was not a person who could calm down and practice martial arts slowly.

"Good! Very good!"

"In this way, after driving ghosts, my use and mastery of supernatural power will also become stronger!"

Martial arts internal strength has a great benefit for nourishing the body; this point can be seen from the fact that he could quickly return to normal after driving the Play Ghost.

The most critical reason why ordinary Ghost Controllers are short-lived is that their bodies cannot withstand the erosion of supernatural power, and finally they turn into a walking corpse alive.

It is just that the only regret is that martial arts and internal strength do not have much restraining effect on ghosts; what can restrain ghosts is always only ghosts.

Of course, martial arts techniques and powerful internal strength are not completely useless; for Ghost Controllers, reacting faster, moving more nimbly, and having richer techniques can save lives at critical moments!

Lin Feng, who was in a quite good mood, simply wiped the sweat on his body and walked out shouldering the hoe.

Li Erniu and Zhang Dazhuang had already left, so he returned directly to the courtyard.

"Woof woof~"

Wangcai, whose body size had grown a circle again, immediately ran to his feet and circled around.

"Why are you covered in sweat today?"

The old lame man on the side saw that Lin Feng's clothes were soaked with sweat and felt quite amazed; he had never seen Lin Feng like this before.

"That corpse just now was a bit troublesome and took some effort!"

Lin Feng casually replied with a sentence, and then, in a quite good mood, he directly pulled Wangcai over to let it try the effect after the internal strength breakthrough.

"Woo~"

Accompanied by the surging internal strength in Lin Feng's palm, Wangcai instantly lay on the ground.

Before, it took several minutes to finish washing and refining, but now it was done in less than half a minute.

"Stronger internal strength, better effect!"

Looking at Wangcai still lying on the ground, Lin Feng smiled slightly; it looked like it would not be long before he could try ghost tattooing on this guy.

After finishing this matter, Lin Feng finally started to make the stone mill again, and the "ding ding dang dang" sound rang out again.

Near noon, Lin Feng finally finished the first stone tool; after eating some things hastily, he started to make the stone grinder.

The two things took him most of the day to finish; this speed was actually quite fast.

After getting these tools ready, Lin Feng immediately started to grind the materials for making Soul-Attracting Incense into incense powder, then kneaded them into a ball with sticky powder; next, it still needed to be stored in a cool place for several days before making Soul-Attracting Incense.

These cumbersome procedures were the key to improving Ghost-Nurturing Incense; if he really could not wait, he could do it now.

It was just that the quality of the things made was hard to say.

Regarding this, Lin Feng still chose the latter; it was just Soul-Attracting Incense, and he really did not have any requirements for quality.

The only requirement was that the quantity was enough; anyway, his purpose was to attract ghosts over to act as offerings.