If Mo Yanran saw Su Zangfeng's actions and state at this time, she would definitely be surprised.

Today is only the eighth day that she brought Su Zangfeng here, and from the beginning, Su Zangfeng's injuries have always been taken care of by her own hands, and according to her assessment, Su Zangfeng was originally only less than two millimeters away from death, and it will take at least a week to be able to take the initiative to get up and move.

But at this time, Su Zangfeng's state was meditating, which definitely exceeded Mo Yanran's expectations.

But that's just the way it is. No matter how proficient Mo Yanran is in medical skills, no matter how much she knows about Su Zangfeng's injuries, she can't understand her body as well as Su Zangfeng. Even, in terms of controlling the state of his body, Su Zangfeng also has an ability that Mo Yanran can never imagine.

It is true that the body is still very weak, and it is very difficult to get out of bed and move around, but in fact, it is much better than what Mo Yanran felt.

And the reason why he pretended to be pitiful and weak in front of Mo Yanran was actually because of some deep-seated consideration.

Although the injury was indeed serious, as long as it was not fundamentally injured, Su Zangfeng had the confidence and ability to actively repair himself while cooperating with medical treatment, and no one could perceive the true recovery of his body except himself.

Just like now, Su Zangfeng meditated cross-legged, he was cultivating, and he was using the ancient martial arts cultivation method he learned from the old Taoist priest to regulate his body.

It was determined that Mo Yanran would not come back for a while, after all, she seemed to be stimulated by herself just now. It was also determined that there was no prying eyes in this room, and Su Zangfeng quickly entered a state of cultivation without distractions.

Using ancient martial arts, Su Zangfeng gently pulled the energy in his body, and soon, a warm current grew in the lower abdomen dantian. Then, he sensed the qi machine, pulling the warm current that was popularly known as the internal force, and slowly flowed to his chest.

The chest is not the only area that has suffered serious injuries, but it is more important than other injuries, as long as it is healed, then the other skin injuries can be easily recovered.

The invisible internal force turned into a warm current, slowly wrapping the wounded muscles, bones, skin and flesh around the heart, as well as the veins, like a nutrient, nourishing those damaged and fragile organs, making them imperceptibly become stronger.

This cultivation process lasted about an hour.

Although it was a static meditation practice, an hour had passed, and sweat had oozed from Su Zangfeng's face and body.

He let out a long breath of turbidity, and then opened his eyes, a little tired, but very determined.

Glancing down at the position of his chest, Su Zangfeng took a deep breath and tried to raise his arm.

This was just a very slow movement, and the speed of the movement was very slow, but Su Zangfeng was gritting his teeth, and his body was trembling slightly.

The lifting of his arm pulled the muscles and muscles in his chest, making him feel a sharp pain, and when the pain was strong to a certain extent, Su Zangfeng couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, and lay down on the pillow, facing the ceiling, panting heavily.

It took at least five minutes for Su Zangfeng to calm down the pain a little, and his face eased a little.

"It's still not enough, but it's an improvement compared to yesterday. In less than a week, it shouldn't be a big deal. ”

Glancing at the direction of the door, Su Zangfeng narrowed his eyes slightly.

A few days have passed, and apart from Mo Yanran, there is no one outside, who is there, which has always been a question that Su Zangfeng is very curious about. And many times he tried to tease Mo Yanran to speak, but in fact, he mainly wanted to find something from Mo Yanran's mouth.

It's a pity that Mo Yanran doesn't know if he is cold by nature, or if he has insight into his mind, and he has been ignoring him, so he doesn't notice anything, and he is so depressed.

Since you can't get words out of the mouth of the iceberg beauty, you can only dig it out by yourself.

This is one of the main reasons why Su Zangfeng secretly repaired his injuries on his own. The other reason is that he knows the whereabouts of his life and death, and those who care about him outside must not know yet, otherwise there will be no movement after a few days. He is also eager to leave as soon as possible, to return to them, so that they can see that he is still alive.

Su Zangfeng didn't suspect that Mo Yanran had any bad intentions towards him, but Mo Yanran's identity and purpose of saving him were too mysterious, which made Su Zangfeng dare not be vigilant, but was in the mind of protecting the people around him, from waking up to the present, he had not asked Mo Yanran to inform the people outside of his situation.

Retracting his gaze, Su Zangfeng closed his eyes, but instead of falling asleep, he started another kind of cultivation.

Having gathered his mind and concentrated his mind, Su Zangfeng had a scene in his mind that he would never forget in his life.

That scene appeared on that night a few days ago, and it was the process of Yang Yidao holding a knife and fighting him to the death.

It's just that Su Zangfeng is not reminiscing after the fact, but wants to focus his mind on Yang Yidao's body from a God-like perspective, or to be precise, on Yang Yidao's hundred steel knife.

That night, Yang Yidao's knife technique opened Su Zangfeng's eyes, putting aside the identities of each other's mortal enemies, Su Zangfeng admitted from the bottom of his heart that Yang Yidao was not only an internal master, but also a master of using a knife.

Su Zangfeng clearly realized that the reason why he was able to end Yang Yidao's life was not because his absolute strength was stronger than Yang Yidao, but because he adopted a tricky method, using the same way as fighting for his life, with the help of Ah Fa, who had already been ambushed and ready to support him at any time, to subdue Yang Yidao.

This result was a fluke, because at a distance of more than 300 meters, Ah Fa's bullet passed through his body first, and then penetrated Yang Yidao's heart, which was definitely a tightrope-like means.

If Ah Fa's marksmanship is not accurate enough, or Su Zangfeng's judgment of the movement trend between himself and Yang Yidao, especially the subtle differences between his and Yang Yidao's bodies after they coincide in front of Ah Fa's muzzle, there is the slightest deviation, then Yang Yidao's death is not the same thing, he must die!

Therefore, Su Zangfeng felt that he had won a fluke, and he did not dare to be a little proud except to thank God for treating him well.

Putting aside external factors, just looking at the comparison of the absolute strength between Su Zangfeng and Yang Yidao, Su Zangfeng is indeed the result of death and no life.

Yang Yidao's Shura knife technique, from the adventures of his youth to obtain the inheritance of masters, and after decades of practice and enlightenment, has reached an extremely terrifying point, at least that night, Su Zangfeng faced his blade, almost no power to fight back, most of the time, can only dodge.

Afterwards, when Su Zangfeng came to his senses and had the energy to recall the experience of that night, Yang Yidao's knife technique aroused his great interest.

Thanks to the ancient martial arts teachings he received in the deep mountains for more than ten years, Su Zangfeng could judge that that night, Yang Yidao showed his strongest strength, and the Shura sword technique was also displayed without reservation.

Although Yang Yidao said that he had tens of millions of Shura knife techniques, Su Zangfeng spent nearly two days trying to recall, analyze and summarize, and finally determined that there were a total of eighteen Shura knife techniques.

Although there are only eighteen-style knife techniques, Yang Yidao, who has been immersed in this way for many years, has danced countless changes, and from this point of view, Yang Yidao did not say much.

After stripping off the appearance of Yang Yidao's knife posture and seeing the true nature of his knife technique, Su Zangfeng was simply like a treasure, and his interest in Shura's knife technique was extremely strong, and he even longed to master this kind of knife technique!

There is no doubt about the sharpness and fierceness of the Shura knife technique, but what makes Su Zangfeng most addicted is the degree of mystery that this knife technique has reached in the realm of ancient martial arts.

At the same time, Su Zangfeng also realized that in addition to using medical needles as a secret weapon, his combat methods in ancient martial arts were often without tricks, relying on the martial arts foundation he had cultivated for many years, such as internal force, speed and strength.

These three are the cornerstones to measure the strength of an ancient martial arts cultivator, but if you add the assistance of some exquisite martial arts, then in terms of personal absolute combat effectiveness, you will definitely be able to go to the next level!

After turning around in the Ghost Gate, Su Zangfeng is now extremely eager for strength, so when he realized that the Shura Knife Technique is a rare mysterious knife technique, and it also contains profound wisdom, Su Zangfeng decided to master the Shura Knife Technique and understand the ultimate meaning of it!

The figure of Yang Yidao swinging the knife towards himself kept appearing in his mind, and the long knife turned into a stream of light and shadow, endlessly, Su Zangfeng seemed to have withdrawn himself, just observing every movement of Yang Yidao from all directions.

The eighteen-style Shura knife technique seems to be in full view in front of him, and Yang Yidao, who was originally going to put himself to death, seems to have become a knife practitioner, selflessly showing his knife technique for himself.

If Yang Yidao was still alive and knew that Su Zangfeng was actually relying on meditation to comprehend the Shura Sword Technique, it was estimated that he would vomit blood and return to the West, right?

Immersed in such a state, I don't know how much time has passed, Su Zangfeng didn't stop meditating and deducing the knife technique until he was exhausted, and naturally fell asleep.

At this time, it is already dusk, the sun is setting, and this old-fashioned courtyard in a corner of the city presents a kind of tranquility and tranquility that is extremely difficult to see from the outside world.

The door opened, Mo Yanran walked to the door of Su Zangfeng's room, gently raised his hand to open a little window gap and took a look, seeing that the people inside were not moving, and heard a long snort, he closed the window, sat on a rattan chair under the eaves of the door, took a book, flipped the paper with his fingers and read it, looking quiet and calm.

The afterglow of the sunset fell on Mo Yanran's body, which was like a beautiful portrait frozen, but it was a pity that someone in the room behind Mo Yanran was asleep, and he never had the opportunity to enjoy the beautiful scenery that had been reproduced outside his door in the past few days.

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