Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Zhang Yifeng didn't know much about the affairs in Kyoto. He knew that his father had promised him a marriage, but now that the Zhang family was ruined, he didn't care about this marriage at all. What's more, he already has someone in mind.

It's just that that person is in another world. Although I don’t know if we can meet again in this life. At least for now, he cannot easily accept anyone.

Love is not that easy.

In the following days, Zhang Yifeng went to the library to read during the day and practiced secretly at night. He only went to get out of class occasionally, and he didn't care whether he could get a certificate or not.

This persists for a month.

That night, Zhang Yifeng practiced as usual in the woods near the library, where the aura of heaven and earth was the strongest.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng completely lost his patience.

"It's been a month, and I haven't even entered the first level of body tempering. Is this world really not suitable for cultivation?"

This month of practice gave Zhang Yifeng a sense of powerlessness. Only when you enter the body tempering stage can you become a cultivator, and only then can the spiritual energy in your body form a simple cycle. Only when spiritual energy circulates can the body continue to be tempered.

"It's getting dark, let's leave."

After looking at the sky, Zhang Yifeng stood up sadly. But his body had just taken two steps when he suddenly started to tremble.

In the middle of the grove, he saw a flower. Strictly speaking, it is not a word, but like a weed.

Zhang Yifeng looked surprised, walked over and took a look, and was overjoyed.

Without hesitation, he ate the weed.

If anyone saw this scene, they would think that this kid was going crazy with hunger.

After eating the weeds, Zhang Yifeng immediately sat cross-legged and continued practicing.

A strange scene happened, and there was a crackling sound coming from his body. It's like there's an explosion inside the body.

However, this is not an explosion, but Zhang Yifeng's body being tempered.

Five minutes later, a meridian emitting a faint light appeared in Zhang Yifeng's body. What flows in the meridians is not blood, but white breath.

It was obvious that Zhang Yifeng had successfully tempered his body and entered the first level of the body tempering stage.

"I didn't expect that iron spirit grass would grow in a place with such thin spiritual energy."

Zhang Yifeng smiled. The grass he just took was called Iron Spirit Grass. This grass can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. As long as they are not uprooted, they will not die even if they are sprayed with pesticides.

Although the spiritual energy contained in the Iron Spirit Grass is scarce, it has successfully helped Zhang Yifeng enter the body tempering stage. Now he can be considered a true cultivator.

He felt that his whole body was full of strength, and it was absolutely no problem to deal with ordinary gangsters. Even the special forces are no match for him.

Standing up, Zhang Yifeng quickly returned to the dormitory. He had just become a cultivator and his body suddenly became stronger. His body functions were not used to it yet. After all, this was the turning point from an ordinary person to a cultivator. He needed to rest for a few days.

Returning to the dormitory, the dormitory was still empty. Almost all of Zhang Yifeng's three roommates have moved out and rented their own apartments, living either in a world of two or in a world of entertainment.

If Zhang Yifeng hadn't lost everything, he wouldn't have lived in the school dormitory.

Zhang Yifeng slept for three days. Fortunately, there was no other person in the dormitory. Otherwise, his roommates would have thought he was dead. How could an average person sleep for three days?

After waking up, Zhang Yifeng only wanted to do one thing, and that was to eat.

This is the first time Zhang Yifeng has appeared openly in the school cafeteria. Before he was promoted, he did not want to show too much publicity because his reputation in the school was not very good. The title Zhang Xiaowei was definitely a shame. But now that he has become a cultivator, he no longer needs to hide and hide. Anyone who insults him will just say: hit!

When a person is bullied, fists are the last word! Only fists can restore dignity and make people awe and fear.

It was lunch time at this time, and there were many people in the school cafeteria. But most of these people are ordinary people. Students with real money and background will not eat in the cafeteria.

In the past, Zhang Yifeng would not come to the school cafeteria and would usually go out to eat. But now is not the past. Zhang Yifeng has long been impoverished, and there is not much money left on the card. He had to find a way to get some spare money, at least to ensure the minimum daily life.

Zhang Yifeng was recognized not long after he arrived.

"Look, the person eating in the corner is Zhang Yifeng."

"Zhang Yifeng? He's the one who was publicly insulted by the class star of Class 3 of the Economics Department some time ago. I heard he even committed suicide once."

"Well, it looks a bit similar to me. I've seen him before. At that time, he was still the eldest son of the Zhang family. He was surrounded by many younger brothers. Hey, it's really like a tree fell down and the hozen was scattered. Now he is eating alone in a corner."

Many people pointed at Zhang Yifeng, some were laughing, and some were sighing. Zhang Yifeng felt the gazes of the people around him. He raised his head and glanced at the people nearby, his eyes as cold as a sword. The people nearby who were looking at him immediately lowered their heads. Zhang Yifeng's eyes actually made them feel cold all over. This was really weird.

"Zhang Yifeng, you are eating here too."

At this time, a voice came from behind Zhang Yifeng. Zhang Yifeng turned around and saw that the person speaking was a thin man wearing glasses. It was Zhao Long who rescued him. Zhao Long was his classmate.

Next to Zhao Long, there were two people standing. Zhang Yifeng had some impression of these two people. They seemed to be his classmates, but they had no contact with each other and he couldn't even name them.

Seeing Zhao Long, Zhang Yifeng smiled rarely. Just like what people around him were talking about, when he was the eldest young master of the Zhang family, he had countless younger brothers cheering him on. But what now? No one is still with him, no one. On the contrary, Zhao Long would take the initiative to greet him. Zhao Long was like this when he was rich, and Zhao Long was like this when he was down and out. He didn't covet anyone or ridicule anyone.

"Well, let's eat together."

Zhang Yifeng nodded lightly. Zhao Long was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Zhang Yifeng to say such a thing. Then Zhao Long understood that Zhang Yifeng must be very lonely. Because there was no one around him, his family was ruined, and he didn't even have a single friend.

"Then let's eat here."

Zhao Long said this to his two friends beside him. As he spoke, the three of them sat across from Zhang Yifeng.

Although they sat down, no one spoke. Zhang Yifeng didn't know what to say, and Zhao Long wasn't a talkative person either. The atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Suddenly, a discordant sound came.

"Little glasses, so you're here! Damn it, I'm looking for you everywhere, hurry up and sign with me."

Zhang Yifeng looked up and saw a tall young man walking towards Zhao Long with an unkind expression. The young man was accompanied by two followers, both of whom were relatively strong.

When Zhao Long saw the young man, his eyes immediately showed a look of fear: "I...can't I just stop borrowing money?"

When the young man heard this, he became angry: "Damn it, you came to me and asked me for a loan, and now you don't want a loan. You think I'm easy to bully!"

The voice was still floating, the young man picked up the dinner plate on Zhao Long's table, and without saying a word, slapped it hard on Zhao Long's face!

There was a muffled sound, and Zhao Long's thin body fell to the ground. His face was covered with oil stains and rice residue, and his nose was bleeding, dripping on his trouser legs.

This scene made the originally noisy cafeteria quiet down. All the college students looked here. Their expressions were complicated and they seemed to be very angry, but no one was meddling in other people's business.

The young man's name is Yu Chao, a local and mixed-society person.

What these college students from out of town are most afraid of are local gangsters. As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake, not to mention they are not a strong dragon.

Something happened a year ago, when a gangster pursued a female college student. One time, the girl's class had a dinner, and the gangster happened to be eating there. The gangster pestered the female college student, looking for her to drink and chat. When the class leader saw the female classmate being pestered, he kindly said, "Friend, we are having a dinner, and there is something wrong with her." What's going on? Can you...' Before the squad leader could finish speaking, he was hit on the head with a bottle by a drunk gangster. That scene shocked and frightened the whole class.

There were so many people in the class and no one dared to stand up. We can only call the police secretly and call 120. But so what? The squad leader was beaten as soon as he was beaten. Even if someone is angry in his heart, he would not dare to express his anger on behalf of the squad leader! Venting your anger will only cause more people to bleed.

This is a true story, and it happened at the University of Economics and Technology where Zhang Yifeng is located.

Zhao Long had a bloody nose and his glasses fell to the ground and were broken.

At this moment, he was very helpless and could only lean on the corner, like a wounded bird.

How does it feel to be bullied?

Hopeless, helpless.

Maybe Zhao Long had the desire to resist, but like most people, he had the desire to resist but did not have the courage to resist!

Because he knew that he couldn't resist. His thin body couldn't defeat the tall and powerful Yu Chao, not to mention that there were two people beside Yu Chao.

He looked at the two classmates who came with him and seemed to be asking them for help.

The two classmates gritted their teeth, and one of them took courage and said: "This is the school cafeteria, you..."

But before he finished speaking, Yu Chao suddenly turned his head and said with fierce eyes: "Who do you think you are? Get out! If you say another word, you will be beaten."

After Yu Chao finished speaking, the follower behind him immediately took a step forward.

The two classmates stopped talking and took a few steps back with their plates in hand. They really want to help Zhao Long, but their ability is limited.

"Yeah, you coward."

Yu Chao smiled, turned to look at Zhao Long again, and said.

"How about it, now you know what to do."

"me……"

"Damn it, what am I? Just come with me and sign and post. Damn it, a female college student can hold her ID card and take a photo more easily than you. You are a man and you are so cowardly."

"Brother Chao, I don't want to borrow money anymore... I really don't want to borrow money anymore."

Zhao Long didn't cry, but his eyes were very red and he was a little hysterical.

"Fuck, it seems you still want to be beaten!"

Yu Chao grabbed Zhao Long's collar and raised his sandbag-sized fist again.

"That's enough, take your hands off my friend."

At this moment, a cold voice came. Zhang Yifeng finally spoke. He put down the chopsticks in his hand, his eyes a little cold.