Zheng Jie doesn't care whether the ninth master is angry or not. If it weren't for him leading the way to the cemetery, it wouldn't just be as simple as teasing him.

Determined that the miniature monitors in the box were all destroyed,

He opened the lid of the box, and a wave of yin qi poured out instantly.

One Nether Bead doesn't feel much, but with the power of eight together, even Zheng Jie has to be cautious.

Who left only a trace of xenoelectric current in the heart? Accidentally, the xenomorph current did not extinguish the yin qi, but was swallowed up. That's a lot of fun.

Perhaps Zheng Jie will become the first person in history to go crazy.

Looking at the blue-purple beads lying quietly inside,

Zheng Jie carefully took out one, put it in the palm of his hand, put his palms together, closed his eyes, and mobilized the heterogeneous current to slowly swim to the palm.

When it broke through the yin qi and drew out the first trace of purple qi in the bead, it swallowed it in one gulp.

After a few seconds, the vague trace of xenoelectric current turned into a thin line.

Then, the purple qi rushed towards the heart as if it was being pulled by something.

The endless stream of purple qi was absorbed by the xenoelectric current, and it grew rapidly with only a trace of it.

Gradually, a thin line was formed,

It didn't take long for the thin line to grow one size larger.

After about a few minutes, the purple qi in the first Nether Bead was consumed.

At this time, he looked at the Nether Bead in his hand again. It was no longer blue-purple, but an ordinary pebble. If you look at it under a microscope, you can see that the surface of the bead is pitted, and the body is like a beehive, with dense small holes everywhere, as if it were hollow.

Zheng Jie shook it lightly, shrunk a number in his hand, and the Nether Bead that had lost its luster became powder.

He took out the second one and began the second round of absorption.

In the next room, Xiao Tong's right ear was tightly pressed against the wall, and the whole person was attached to the wall.

Zhou Yu repeatedly practiced the Jingquan taught by Zheng Jie on the ground.

Like a tiger like a crane, rigid and soft, every action strives to be perfect.

The fist walks the curve, the curve seeks straightness, the attack is defensive, and the defense is attacked.

Fine beads of sweat immediately oozed from his forehead, and Zhou Yu let them run down his forehead.

Tick tick, beads of sweat on the floor gradually gathered from a few drops into a puddle.

After finishing the third pose, Zhou Yu was so tired that he collapsed on the ground and let out a long sigh of relief.

Feeling that his body was hollowed out and every cell was exhausted, he held on, tremblingly picked up a bottle of pure milk from the side and drank it.

The milk ran down his throat, from top to bottom, and finally to his stomach, and then he sat cross-legged, according to Zheng Jie's breathing method, his chest was relaxed, mobilizing all the organs of the body, and rising and falling according to the frequency of exhalation.

When you inhale, it is like a tide coming in, and when you exhale, it is like a tide receding.

Up and down, something interesting seems to be going on in the stomach.

The milk that I had just drunk in my body was like being put on a boiler, gradually boiling, shrinking rapidly, until it disappeared.

And a force spread throughout his body, although it was very weak, Zhou Yu could feel that he was getting stronger.

It's such a wonderful feeling, it's just addictive.

If Zheng Jie knew about this situation, he would definitely call it perverted in his heart.

There is no awakening ability, just relying on this kind of breathing method of the rotten streets of the later generations, just by drinking pure milk, you can start cultivating physical arts, not what a metamorphosis is.

After a round, Zhou Yu breathed a long sigh of relief, refreshed, and looked around.

Originally skinny, now there is some flesh color, the shriveled arm stretches out, with a force, it was originally smooth without a trace of bulge, and now, the biceps brachii at the arm is like mushrooms after a rain, faintly with a trace of outline.

The body has a complexion, but it can cost a lot of money. Looking at the empty boxes stacked behind the door, Trenshu had drunk more than twenty cartons of milk. Zhou Yu sighed with emotion.

No wonder the ancients often said that they were poor and rich in martial arts, and it has only been a few days, and it cost almost 2,000 yuan just to lay the foundation.

If Zheng Jie hadn't forced himself to buy Telunsu, he would definitely choose cheap pure milk.

This is the generation gap of the times.

In Zheng Jie's view, the body is the most important, and money is a fart. Anything that can improve one's strength, not to mention thousands, even tens of millions is worth it.

After coming back to his senses, Zhou Yu looked at Xiao Tong at this time sticking to the wall like a gecko, and couldn't help but wonder: "Xiao Tong, what are you doing." ”

"Brother, don't speak. I'm asking my grandfather what's going on. Xiaotong didn't move.

"What did you hear?" Zhou Yu picked up a bottle of Trenshu and began to drink.

Not to mention, it tastes really good.

"Brother, grandpa is cultivating over there, I'm afraid he'll go mad. Just in case, I'm listening here, and I'll get over in time if there's something. ”

Poof.

Go crazy.

"Xiaotong, where did you hear the word madness? ”

"On TV. She replied without thinking about it.

"Which TV series. ”

"I like the one that shoots the eagle, isn't there a master in it who has become a nervous disorder, I'm afraid that my grandfather will be like this, who will buy me delicious food when the time comes. ”

Legend of the Condor Heroes.

She said that it wouldn't be Ouyang Feng who went crazy in practice.

Zhou Yu couldn't smile bitterly, and blamed himself for being only busy practicing martial arts recently, so he didn't have time to take care of her.

Who knew that she was actually obsessed with TV, and she would hold the TV and nibble whenever she had time.

Whether it is a TV series, variety show, or advertisement, she can watch it with relish.

If you just look at it, it's not a big problem.

But when she looked at it, a lot of strange questions popped up from time to time.

For example

"Brother, are sanitary napkins the same as paper towels? ”

"Brother, why are all the anti-Japanese heroes masters, they can tear devils with their bare hands, they can fight dozens of them one by one, and we win every time, but why have we been fighting for eight years. Could it be that the Japanese are all Xiaoqiang who can't be killed? ”

"Brother, why is the Master Kong beef noodles on TV different from the ones we bought. There is a big piece of beef on TV, and a lot of vegetables, why don't we even have meat scraps. ”

“……”

What's even more bizarre is that one day, after Zhou Yu finished cultivating, he was too tired to do it.

Xiaotong walked over and asked curiously, "Brother, do you feel that your body is hollowed out, and you are too tired to do it." ”

At that time, Zhou Yu's heart was moved.

It's better to be my own sister, so young, I know that I care about his brother

Then, she said seriously: "Brother, you have kidney deficiency, you need to make up for it, go buy kidney treasure tablets." ”

What, my kidneys are weak, and your brother is still an authentic and standard virgin.

Did you curse your brother like that?

Later, when I asked, I found out that I had watched an advertisement for a kidney treasure film.

False advertising is a trick.

At that time, I was so angry.

Fortunately, it was in the house, and if I asked in public, how would I answer?

In this way, Xiaotong threw out one question after another.

Zhou Yu was stunned at the time.

When he really didn't know how to answer, he had no choice but to offer a killer idea

"Xiaotong, my brother doesn't know, you go ask grandpa. He's a college student. ”