"In the next period of time, please worry more about everything!" Wu Song looked at the three women in front of him and said solemnly.

He had already told them, Zhong Qian, Tang Xue, and Su Yao, about Changbai Mountain, and in order to find his master, he had to take advantage of this time to cultivate hard.

All three women knew the seriousness of the matter.

Wu Song has always been the kind of person who has a tall man on top of the sky when the sky falls, and it is rare to see him so serious, which shows that the place he mentioned is indeed quite dangerous.

"Well, you just have to be busy with you!" Zhong Qian, the eldest sister among the three, said to Wu Song: "I will go to the academy to ask for leave immediately, and the family will be handed over to us, you can rest assured." ”

Tang Xue and Su Yao also nodded vigorously on the side.

They also hope that Wu Song is capable enough to face any danger.

In the following time, Wu Song worked hard day and night to cultivate, wanting to improve his skills to a new realm.

It's just that he also knows that for a master who has cultivated to his level, it is more difficult than ascending to the sky to greatly improve his skills in a short period of time.

It's man-made!

One day after three months.

In the bedroom, Wu Song, as usual, sat quietly cross-legged, like an old monk in a meditation, but his mind was constantly recalling the content of "Against the Heavens".

His second senior brother Chu Yunhao is already a master of the Transformation Realm, but he still can't understand the "Trick Against the Heavens", although now he relies on his own wisdom and can comprehend some cultivation methods from the book, but it is not so easy to thoroughly understand the content of this strange book.

Just some time ago, he was chased and killed by Su Yao's master, and at the critical moment of life and death, he realized a small part of the content of "The Secret of Defying the Heavens", so he allowed himself to break through again and defeat the opponent.

Having tasted the sweetness of this, he is now in a difficult situation again, and he wants to find a solution to the problem from the book again.

As time passed, Wu Song maintained his original posture, sitting quietly like a sculpture.

At this time, the content of "Against the Heavens" flashed in his mind, and sometimes he felt the flow of true qi in his body.

In a trance, I forgot how long I had been sitting like this, where I was, and what I was doing.

He felt as if his body was floating up the clouds, fluttering, like a feather, constantly fluttering with the wind.

He had never felt anything like this.

Tang Xue tiptoed to the door, gently put her ear to the door, listened carefully for a while, and then quietly left, shaking her head at Zhong Qian and Su Yao who were sitting on the sofa.

"Just like three hours ago, there was no movement. She whispered.

Zhong Qian and Su Yao glanced at each other, and both of them had worries in their eyes that could not be concealed.

Ever since Wu Song began to meditate and cultivate, there had never been a situation where he had not been out of the room for such a long time.

Su Yao stood up and wanted to take away the cold food on the table, but Zhong Qian stopped her.

The three of them sat silently in the living room, worried that Wu Song had not come out for so long, if he had encountered some problems.

But there was nothing they could do.

Wu Song didn't feel the passage of time, he was immersed in the magical realm of forgetting things and me.

I didn't even care about the changes that happened in my body.

He didn't notice it at all, and he didn't know that since the time, the true qi in his body had begun to work slowly.

The difference from the usual is that the true qi no longer needs to follow his thoughts, and just runs on its own.

Sometimes they converge together, sometimes they are divided into several strands, along the meridians, through the acupuncture points, up to the Baihui acupoints on the top of the head, and down to the springs at the bottom of the feet.

Suddenly, all the true qi surged out from the big hole of his body, enveloping his body in it, as if silk was wrapped in a cocoon.

As Wu Song breathed like nothing, the true qi returned to his body and worked again.

And outside his body, there were still some true qi left, which slowly spread out and gradually disappeared.

After repeating this more than a dozen times, the true qi in Wu Song's body was only two-thirds of the original, but it was even more refined.

At the same time, a new wisp of true qi slowly emerged, enriching his empty dantian.

Wu Song smiled and slowly opened his eyes.

He knew that his cultivation had made a qualitative breakthrough!

"Oops!" With an exclamation, Wu Song fell to the floor with a "poof".

The door was slammed open, and Zhong Qian, Tang Xue and Su Yao rushed in and helped him up.

Wu Song smirked at them: "I don't know what's wrong, my feet are suddenly numb." ”

The three of them looked at him together.

"What's the matter, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Do you know how long you've been in the room?" Zhong Qian said.

Wu Song looked up at the window, it was just dawn when he was meditating, and now the sun outside was very bright, it was estimated that it should be afternoon.

Su Yao took a mirror from the side and put it in front of him.

"Why are you looking in the mirror, I'm not still that handsome...... Damn, who's this in the mirror!"

The man in the mirror is bearded.

"You stayed in the room for four days and four nights!" Tang Xue said.

"Really?" Wu Song himself couldn't believe that since he had practiced, he had never meditated for such a long time.

"No wonder your feet are numb, haha!"

Wu Song rubbed his feet.

The three beauties were still standing in front of him, looking at him intently.

"Sister Qianqian, have you noticed it, Wu Song seems to have changed something. Tang Xue asked Zhong Qian.

"What else can change, become more handsome!" Wu Song raised his eyebrows at the three beauties and rubbed his other foot.

The three women ignored him and judged him on the side.

"Look at his eyes, except for the original, now it seems, it seems to be ......" Tang Xue tilted her head, looking for a suitable adjective.

"Hmm!" Zhong Qian nodded: "It has become deeper and more spiritual." ”

"That's right, you see that his eyes rolled just now, it seems to have light!" Su Yao pointed to Wu Song's eyes and said.

"Don't stare at me!" she turned Wu Song's head over: "It's like trying to see through people, it's weird and uncomfortable." ”

The three women nodded at the same time, indeed, when Wu Song looked at them, his eyes seemed to penetrate into the bottom of their hearts, and under his gaze, they had a sense of having nothing to hide.

Wu Song jumped up from the bed.

"Horn horn", quickly kissed each of the three people on the cheek, and the action was so fast that they didn't have time to dodge.

"Hahahaha!" Wu Song laughed: "Your husband is mighty, he has practiced peerless skills, and he is not good at serving wine and food?"

The three girls wiped their cheeks one after another, with a look of disgust.

"Your saliva stinks to death, you haven't brushed your teeth for a few days, it's disgusting!"

"Aunts and grandmothers, I'm dying of hunger, hurry up and get me something to eat!" Wu Song said with a sad face.

"Sister Qianqian, when I watch TV, people with miraculous skills don't need to eat, right?" Su Yao asked Zhong Qian with a smile.

"Yes, it's good for them to drink the wind!" Zhong Qian also joked to Wu Song: "There is no northwest wind now, but there is a south wind, which can also make him hungry." ”

Joke after joke, the three beauties still warmed the meal for him, and when Wu Song stopped washing, the dishes on the table had been set.

Wu Song lay on the table and feasted, gobbling up, and the three beauties sat on the side, watching him eat with interest.

"Wu Song, are you very powerful now?"

Tang Xue asked curiously.

"Of course!" Wu Song chewed the food in his mouth and replied vaguely: "You also know, in the past, your sister Qianqian was not my opponent, but now she is even more ......"

Zhong Qian blushed and slapped him on the back.

Tang Xue and Su Yao blushed, what kind of magic is the world, what is the difference between his oily and smooth tone and the little gangster?

"Another bowl of rice!" Wu Song handed the bowl to Su Yao.

"Pig, you've eaten three bowls, and you're still eating!" Su Yao glanced at him.

That being said, but she went anyway.

"I have to work harder!" Wu Song stopped his chopsticks and thought thoughtfully: "What kind of secret realm did that stinky old man enter, he hasn't come out for seven or eight months, this is not his style." ”

Wu Song traveled with his master, and he had never found out where he would stay for such a long time.

"Needless to say, he must be trapped there, and he can't get out if he wants to, hehe!" Wu Song gloated and laughed: "Suffocate that old guy!"

Three girls with black lines, how can any apprentice say this about the master!

Wu Songpao pulled two mouthfuls of rice, couldn't help laughing, the rice grains in his mouth sprayed on the table, and the three beauties dodged one after another.

"Haha, doesn't the stinky old man have to wait for him, a world-renowned apprentice, to save him? haha!"

The more Wu Song thought about it, the more proud he became, and in the end he didn't eat anymore, and walked around the living room with his hands behind his back, with a weird smile on his face.

The three beauties had already hid in the room, which made Wu Song a little regretful.

After this qualitative breakthrough, the next cultivation became a little easier.

As long as he cultivates diligently, enriches the true qi in his body, and then expels those mottled and impure true qi from his body, leaving the pure ones, and so on, his power will naturally increase.

Just like a blacksmith makes a sword, the metal must be forged repeatedly to remove impurities, and what is left is the steel that can make a good sword.

Every day, he still cultivates diligently, but after dinner, the three beauties will take him outside for a walk, and by the way, let him breathe.

Time flickered, and another month passed.

The weather gradually became colder, and Wu Song's cultivation reached a new level.

This morning, he had just come out of the room when Han Wuming broke in through the door in a hurry.

"Damn, Wu Song, you have such a big shelf now, why don't you answer your call?" When Wu Song first came back, Han Wuming saw him.

"Qianqian, Xiaoxue, Yaoyao!" he greeted the three beauties with a cheap smile.

He had already thought about it, although the beauties he fancied were snatched by Wu Song in the end, but as the old saying goes, it is good.

A wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as stealing, and stealing is better than stealing.

He treated these beauties as if they couldn't be stolen.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Wu Song turned his head over: "It's so rude, how can you look at others when you talk to me?"

"They're better looking than you!" Han Wuming replied confidently, "Right, beauties?" At the same time, he threw a wink at the three beauties, making them laugh.

"Yo!" After laughing a few words, Han Wuming patted his head: "I almost forgot about business!"

"Let's go, let's go, don't cook today, go out to eat!"

"Uncle Master asked me to take care of you, his sister has returned from the mold country, let's have a meal together to catch the wind for her. ”