Although Zhong Zihan's current cultivation is not lower than Zhong Zihao's, the habits he has developed since childhood seem to be particularly dependent on Zhong Zihao. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Turning his head to scan the environment of the courtyard, Zhong Zihan said, "Brother Zihao, you are recovering from a serious illness, you should rest more." He shook his head again, "I'm talking too much, and I know I can't persuade you." ”

Zhong Zihao smiled: "It's okay, I've been lying in bed for a few days, and my hands and feet have been stiff, so I should move my muscles and bones." ”

Zhong Zihan suddenly showed a look full of fantasy: "You can win against Ziwen, when will I teach her a lesson." As he spoke, he showed a little bitterness, as if he remembered the scene when he was bullied by Zhong Ziwen again.

"Come on, you work harder, as long as you raise your cultivation to the fifth level of physical training, she will definitely not be your opponent." Zhong Zihao still recognized this sister's fighting ability and comforted.

"Hehe, I think so too, in ten days at most, I will definitely be able to break through." Zhong Zihan was full of smiles.

"Hey, the little girl is about to break through again, I have to work hard, otherwise I have to let Sister Zihan protect me in the future, haha!" Zhong Zihao said happily.

"Then I have to go back and work hard, but I can't let Brother Zihao surpass me so quickly."

"Zihan, don't mess with Ziwen until you break through." Zhong Zihao admonished.

Anyway, the sisters of the same generation have no deep hatred, even if they lose, they will suffer at most, and there will be no danger, so he is not too worried.

After bidding farewell to Zhong Zihan, Zhong Zihao continued to practice, during the day, at night, and for several days. This scene was full of relief in Zhong Tiancheng's eyes. Although he feels sorry for his son, but in this world where force is respected, there is everything with strong strength, and Zhong Tiancheng is very much in favor of his son doing this.

During this period, Zhong Zihao had already practiced the fifth form of the Drifting Snow Sword Technique to the level of proficiency, and after breaking through to the fifth order, he would officially practice the sixth form of "Flying Snow Crossing the River". And when he is resting from practice, he will also go to talk to his sister Zihan. It is worth mentioning that on the eighth day since Zhong Zihan came to the courtyard to find him, the little girl also successfully broke through to the fifth level of physical training.

Zhong Zihao saw these in his eyes and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It seems that the real first day of the Zhong family should be Zihan, that Zhong Zitao is two years older than her, and she has the resources of Luo Yun Sect to cultivate, and now she is just a seventh-order cultivation of the body." ”

Of course, you have to exclude yourself from these comparisons first. My family knows about my own family, although now that my cultivation talent has recovered, the more difficult it is to cultivate martial arts, who knows how long this cultivation speed can be maintained? What's more, he is also two years older than Zhong Zihan, isn't he?

Time flies, and half a moon has passed in a flash.

At night, there are bursts of frogs, chirping rhythmically, as if they are competing to see who is the loudest. The breeze blew on the treetops, and the leaves rustled and chirped for the sound of frogs. As the night thickened, the moon climbed up shyly, and the dissolved moonlight sprinkled every corner of Ayaran Castle.

The streets are brightly lit, with warriors lounging, young men and women strolling, and children chasing and playing. As for the restaurant, the other party with the largest gathering of eternal warriors, they were in groups of three or five, gulping wine and talking loudly about strange things on the mainland.

In the small courtyard of the Zhong family, a teenager sat cross-legged on the bed. Looking at this situation, it seems that it is a critical moment for the cultivation to break through the barrier. Zhong Zihao guided the qi in his body to circulate along the tendons and veins for eighteen weeks, and then suddenly led upwards and rushed towards the running route of the fifth order of body training.

"Poof!"

With a soft sound that seemed inaudible, the gathered energy was like a flood that opened the floodgates, rushing to a new vein.

"Just like last time, I successfully advanced to the fifth order, and it seems that half a month of hard work has not been in vain." Zhong Zihao opened his eyes.

However, the further a martial artist breaks through, the more difficult it becomes, and the next level is always more difficult to break through than the previous level. This time it's half a month, and next time it's going to take more than 20 days. He only hopes that this state of rapid promotion will remain as long as possible, otherwise there will be too many three years missing, and he doesn't know when he will be able to catch up with a martial artist of the same age.

It took him more than an hour to stabilize his cultivation at the fifth order, and then he went to the small courtyard to practice Tong Yuan Jin, and tried the power of the fifth form of the Drifting Snow Sword Technique, "Blizzard in the Sky". After being satisfied, he practiced the sixth style of "Flying Snow Crossing the River", and did not change his clothes and rest until the end of the child.

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, Zhong Zihao got up and practiced boxing and swordsmanship, and then went straight to the small courtyard.

"It's time to collect my spiritual treasure." Thinking of this, his heart was a little nervous.

The Tibetan arsenal is located on the left behind the main hall of the Zhong family, and when you come out of your own small courtyard, you must go through the main road of the Zhong Mansion to reach it. Along the way, he was guessing whether the spiritual treasure he left in the hidden arsenal was the Qingfeng Sword or the Qinghong Sword. He only knew that his eldest brother Zhong Zixuan had received one, but the latter had only claimed it after he had cultivated to reach the seventh order of physical training two years ago, and in the past few years, in addition to penance, he had not heard anything outside the window at all, and the things that everyone in Zhongfu knew might be interesting to himself.

"Zihao!"

Suddenly, a sonorous voice interrupted Zhong Zihao's thoughts, and he immediately turned his head to look.

"Big brother?"

Not far from the gate of the Zhong Mansion, a young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old was walking towards him.

The young man was five feet long, his face revealed an old age beyond his real age, his long black hair was loosely curled, his dark black eyes were amorous and indifferent, his blue warrior robe seemed to be broken a lot, there were still a little blood stains in some parts, and there was a long sword with a bronze aura around his waist.

The boy is Zhong Zixuan, the only son of Uncle Zhong Tianming, who is sixteen years old this year. In the past, the relationship between the two brothers was also good, and Zhong Zixuan, as the eldest brother, still took great care of him. Since the death of his aunt and uncle a year ago, Zhong Zixuan has been silent, and he only knows about the cultivation of outlaws all day long, or he goes to the periphery of the Yueying Mountains to hunt fierce beasts.

"Big brother, are you going to fight the beast again?" Zhong Zihao stepped forward quickly, and he could even feel the slightest evil aura on Zhong Zixuan's body, which was caused by the killing aura that had not dissipated in a short period of time.

Zhong Zixuan nodded and didn't explain anything: "I listened to Li Genzi, who was guarding the door, about your situation." Work hard and don't think about it. Now that you have recovered your cultivation talent, maybe our Zhong family will have to rely on you in the future. ”

"Big brother!" Zhong Zihao wanted to speak.

"Yes, it seems that there has been another breakthrough." Zhong Zixuan stopped him from saying and was about to walk away after speaking. Suddenly, a middle-aged man in his thirties appeared on the path on the right, with a gloomy expression. The man is the third master of the Zhong family, Zhong Tianbing, Zhong Zihao's third uncle.

"Zixuan, you're back!" Zhong Tianbing frowned as he spoke, as if he couldn't bear it, "You are still young, don't be too stressed, go to the Yueying Mountains alone, we are all sad about the eldest brother." But this is not your hatred alone, but the matter of our entire Zhong family. ”

Zhong Zixuan said indifferently: "I know, third uncle." ”

"Don't practice desperately all day long, take Ziwen to the city for a walk, I'll go busy first." Zhong Tianbing turned his head to Zhong Zihao again, "No wonder you can bully Ziwen, your cultivation has risen?" Hum. With that, he left.

"Zihao, cultivate hard." After Zhong Zixuan finished speaking, he also walked away and went to his small courtyard.

"Hmm!" Zhong Zihao replied, with a hint of bitterness in his heart.

Zhong Tianbing's words didn't make him think much about it, he was used to this situation for a long time; On the contrary, Zhong Zixuan, it is rare to say so many things to himself today. You must know that although the relationship between the two was not bad before, after Zhong Zixuan's temperament changed a year ago, he just nodded and passed by when he saw him, and rarely spoke. It seems that what I said today is no less than what the two of them said in a year.

Shaking his head, he threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart and continued to walk towards the hidden arsenal.

The person who guards the hidden arsenal is the Zhong family's steward Cangbo, who is regarded as a guest of the Zhong family, and his cultivation has reached the third order of Juyuan. But the three generations of Cangbo's ancestors and grandchildren have all worked in the Zhong family, and even Zhong Qingyuan was very polite when he saw him, and he was not only a master and servant, but also a friend.

Of course, Cang Bo recognized Second Young Master Zhong, and casually chatted a few words of concern, and let Zhong Zihao in. Cangbo did not accompany him to enter, although the third generation of the Zhong family was not allowed to enter the third floor and above, but as a descendant, at least the rules would be followed; What's more, there is also a sensing enchantment, if Zhong Zihao crosses over, he will naturally be able to sense it.

Besides, you also need to register with him before leaving, ordinary weapons can't be hidden on your body and can escape the eyes of the third-order masters of Juyuan.

The arsenal is divided into four layers, the first floor is full of ordinary weapons, the second floor is the place where the family reserves weapons for the third generation, and there are also a small number of other weapons, and the weapons here have reached the primary level of spiritual products. This is also a reward for those side children who have performed well, or the Zhong family members who have contributed to the family.

And the third layer is a rare treasure, according to Zhong Zihao's estimate, it should be a medium grade of spiritual products. Including his father Zhong Tiancheng and the weapons used by his grandfather were selected here.

As for the fourth layer, according to the rules, it should be the treasure of the Zhong family's Zhen clan. But whether the Zhong family has the treasure of the town clan, Zhong Zihao has not heard of it, and he even guesses that there is a great possibility that it is empty.

There is no one else in Zang Hyogo.

To be honest, this is the first time he has come to this hidden arsenal. After all, there was no situation in the past where there was no need to choose a special weapon, and it was just a matter of practice, even if you needed to change weapons, you could just ask the maid to come over and get it from Cangbo.

Looking up, there are all kinds of weapons of all kinds, at least nearly 500 pieces. But the largest number is undoubtedly occupied by knives and swords. There is no way, although the martial artists of the Luoyuan Continent are tens of billions, the number of martial artists who practice swordsmanship and swordsmanship is undoubtedly the most, accounting for almost half.

Here, Zhong Zihao found a few long swords made of the same material as the iron sword during the usual exercises, picked them up and waved them a few times, and felt that there was no difference. So he lost interest, put down his long sword and walked to the second floor.

On the second floor, the weapons are not placed as randomly as on the first floor, and the weapons are placed on a special weapon rack. Glancing left and right, there were a total of three rows of weapon racks. The first row is a long weapon, such as guns, sticks, halberds, etc., and there are always more than a dozen pieces; The second row contains only knives and swords, and there are about a dozen pieces, and the third row is placed with cold weapons, such as forks, rings, hammers, axes, etc.