Although it is not yet October, the nights in the capital are already cold.

The cool breeze swished on the face, making people can't help but shiver.

Zhang Qi sat on the roof of the dormitory building, the cold wind howling and blowing his clothes, half of the sky was illuminated by the lights of the city. A cosmopolitan metropolis that always sleeps all night.

Zhang Qi's cheeks looked a little obscure in the vast light of the night sky.

There were two words spread out in front of him, placed on the ground, pressed with bricks, and they looked a little dirty, and there were not many high-ranking people.

One is written with meaning, and the other is written with a knife.

Taken together, it is knife intent.

Zhang Qi once wondered curiously, how many such words are there in the world? The guy who left words everywhere, did he have some kind of habit, scribbling everywhere and pasting it in every corner of the world for people with obsessive-compulsive collection disorder to collect.

When the two characters look together, it's a bit weird.

Because although it looks like the handwriting is the same person, it has different meanings.

The words of the knife are extremely sharp, in the terminology of calligraphy, it is called the edge of the four sides, and the pen is exposed, just like the words composed of countless knives. It is dazzling, like a golden stone, and has the power to make people tremble.

The Italian character is sleek and subtle, using the penmanship of Zangfeng, the edge is full of convergence, the meaning is profound, and there is a thick and calm power, just like a thousand catties of boulders. But this implication is not static, it seems to be changing all the time, the first moment it was still a calm thousand pound boulder, but the next moment, this boulder seems to have been pushed to the edge of the cliff, becoming a crumbling thousand pound boulder, with a power that makes people's scalp tingle.

And in a blink of an eye, this boulder turned into a falling stone, falling from the cliff, with a black pressure momentum, rushing to the face, making people breathless.

Just from the changes in the words, Zhang Qi feels that the meaning of the word is better.

And when the two words are put together, it is obviously quite out of place.

One is a sharp knife, while the other is a boulder with many variations. No matter how you look at it, it can't be blended together, and it's very incongruous.

Zhang Qi looked at the knife words for a long time, but he didn't find much, and he felt the same as before, but it seemed that something in his mind was more flexible.

He turned to look at the Yizi, and it was from the Yizi that he saw the information about cultivating immortals.

He is seeking this information now, not because he has changed his mind and wants to cultivate immortals, but simply because he wants to improve his strength and find a way to solve the evil qi in his body.

This evil qi seriously slowed down his internal qi circulation, although the internal qi was still enough now, but it couldn't withstand consumption. After the internal qi became sluggish, the speed of accumulating internal qi decreased greatly, and even if the jade on the chest was used to assist, the effect was pitiful.

He has a lot of enemies out there now, and if he had to list them, it would be a long list.

The first to bear the brunt is the Hua family, the strength of the Hua family in the capital is not strong, but the head of the Hua family, Hua Tangchun, seems to be a person with a background, their base camp is overseas, and Zhang Qi has not yet gotten too much relevant information.

Then there was the guy who raised the worm, the guy escaped, but he took Zhang Qi's dragon tooth dagger, even if that person didn't dare to come to Zhang Qi, Zhang Qi would have to find his dragon tooth dagger sooner or later. Strangely, the National Military Department did not react to Zhang Qi's behavior of killing one of their members and injuring another. Maybe he was pressed down by Old Man Qi, right?

"By the way, that insect keeper, when I discovered the secret of his body, once said that I saw his true face, so he had to kill me. Could it be that the people in the national military department don't know about this secret of his? Well, it seems that it might be useful to reflect this situation to the top. ”

If Hu Yuanbin is counted, then the people of the Hu family must have also become Zhang Qi's enemies. Although they don't have any movement right now, they will definitely write down the account.

This is the most recent, further afield, and the hypnotic master Terauchi Saint, and the Tokyo Society that was killed by himself a patriarch, plotted against a member, and kidnapped the only daughter of a big boss. Coupled with those scattered and various terrorist organizations, Zhang Qi's enemies can be said to be countless.

If you want to go back further, when Zhang Qi was on a mission in the past, he couldn't count the people he offended, and he couldn't remember who he had offended.

Only stronger can be safe.

Zhang Qi studied the meaning of the word hard, trying to get the original information again.

If there are people here who are watching, they will definitely think that Zhang Qi's behavior is too boring, how boring it is to sit in front of such a pair of words all night.

But Zhang Qi himself didn't think so, he enjoyed it.

The meaning of the word is ever-changing, and it can be said that every second is a different feeling, which is a unique spiritual feeling for Zhang Qi, which can bring freshness every time you look at it.

I don't know how long I watched it, Zhang Qi suddenly felt shocked, and the same news from the previous time appeared in his mind again.

Again, Zhang Qi quickly ignored it, searching for information that was useful to him.

Soon, he found information that interested him.

A huge stream of information suddenly poured into his memory and became a part of his memory.

The whole process is just a split second, and it can be faster than lightning piercing the sky. But for Zhang Qi, it is like a year.

The head swelled with pain as if it was about to crack and explode, but in an instant, it seemed like a thousand years had passed.

Finally recovering from the pain, Zhang Qi extracted information from his memories.

After an hour of digestion, he finally understood a lot of things, at least, he knew what he was cultivating.

He is cultivating a very traditional method of cultivating qi, although it is said to be cultivating immortals, but the way of cultivating internal qi is not too mysterious. Relying on meditation and meditation, a specific method of internal qi operation, to obtain internal qi and accumulate internal qi. The only difficulty in getting started is to cultivate the sense of qi, that is, how to obtain the first internal qi.

This cultivation system is like an electric generator, first of all, he has to have electricity, and only after it turns up can he start generating electricity. He must first obtain internal qi before he can rely on the circulation of internal qi to obtain more internal qi, but if he can't obtain the first internal qi, then the whole system cannot function.

Zhang Qi didn't know where his qi came from, and those strange little fruits growing at the bottom of the mountain could be the key.

But according to this, wouldn't it be very simple to teach those girls to cultivate internal qi? All he had to do was send a stream of internal qi into it, and then guide them to use it.

It's no wonder that cultivation depends on the master to lead the door, and if you have a master, it is much more reliable than your luck alone.

Zhang Qi also learned that the method he cultivated did not have a lofty name, just a very simple and simple name. The wishful method, the wishful thinking.

His current cultivation state is only at the initial stage of entry, and he has not even stepped through the first small threshold after entry, and he can barely say that he has just started.

This is a bit shocking, Zhang Qi has been cultivating for so long, and he has just started, doesn't he have to cultivate until the sky is barren and the sea is dry?

But if you look at it from the other side, you have just started and are so strong, how strong can you be? It's hard to imagine.

Maybe the flying world or something is not a dream?

Zhang Qi is not too greedy, his current goal is to be able to protect himself. Don't ask for too much.

After systematically understanding the Ruyi Method, he knew more details, such as the time and place of cultivation. This is all a matter of experience, and cultivating at a specific time will have different effects on the body's functions, because the human body has a different state at each time of the day. And the choice of location is also another factor, it is always much better to cultivate in a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters and fresh air than to cultivate in such a city with severe smog and poor air quality.

However, with Zhang Qi's current conditions, it is impossible for him to run dozens or hundreds of kilometers to cultivate in the ravine every night, and then run the same distance back in the morning.

Therefore, the location can only be temporarily in the capital.