This time, Zheng Shun was seriously injured, and it is normal for Tan Li to feel distressed and want to retaliate.

But she is not a big-minded woman, she first sent someone to investigate Wang Hong's background, and soon found that this person actually had a lot to do with the Canglin Li family!

Tan Li, who was quite sober, was ready to swallow this breath.

But when I went to see Zheng Shun the day before yesterday, I saw my son's painful and depressed appearance, and the anger that had been suppressed quickly rose again.

Tan Li, who is familiar with Zhang Heng's temperament, did not sue when he first came back, but chose this relatively relaxed moment to tell about Zheng Shun's beating.

When Tan Li was talking, she didn't have the slightest intention of provoking, she just told the matter simply and let Zhang Heng judge by himself.

Sure enough, after listening to Tan Li's crying, Zhang Heng's brows also frowned.

Although Zheng Shun failed to become his stepson, it depends on the owner to beat the dog, if he really doesn't care about this matter, I'm afraid that others will think that he is a bully.

However, Zhang Heng is not a person without a city government, and he will not make a casual statement before figuring out the matter, and after a few words of relief, he put the topic aside for the time being.

And Tan Li also knew that she didn't entangle, and under her bent welcome, the two soon started some things that were inappropriate for children.

Just when Zhang Henghu was in the sky, Wang Hong was making a difficult decision.

Ever since he completed his workout, he had noticed some changes in his body.

Originally, the sea of knowledge and the sea of qi were isolated from each other, and although the additional spiritual power and mana were provided by the book of killing, it was difficult to communicate with each other.

Now that the physical body is fully forged, the blocked passage between the two seems to have been opened.

He can actually use his spiritual power now to use the part of the mana attached to the murder book!

Wang Hong has now seen many martial arts secrets, and has two acquired martial artists who have taught him unreservedly, and he has a systematic understanding of martial arts practice.

It is very clear that as long as the mana circulates between the meridians and some of the main veins are opened, then he will directly step into the acquired realm!

For others, it is simply a good thing to be able to skip the process of refining true qi and directly open up the main veins in the body.

But Wang Hong wants to break through again through the iron cloth shirt, generate true qi from the outside in, and then step into the day after tomorrow in the most perfect state, so he is naturally unwilling to break through in this mainstream way.

"Young Master, in the entire Tiannan Kingdom, there are only a handful of people who can cultivate the Iron Cloth Shirt to the Great Perfection."

"It's not just a matter of difficulty, it's a trade-off of time."

"Even if the young master is extremely talented in external skills, he may not be able to break through within two years."

"Once you are over twenty-five years old, the bottleneck will increase further, and it will take more time and resources to break through, and the gains outweigh the losses!"

Knowing that Wang Hong wanted to break through the day after tomorrow through external strength, Feng Lanlan immediately admonished.

"I also know that you have a point, but if you make such a breakthrough, I always feel a little unwilling."

Wang Hong sighed slightly, and said softly after half a ring.

Which of the protagonists of those novels I read before didn't accumulate to the limit and then break through?

Which one is not trying to find a way to improve in the strongest way in this realm?

Could it be that the first bottleneck of his cultivation had to be compromised?

"Young master, if you were twenty years old this year, I would definitely encourage you to make a breakthrough in external skills, but now that you are almost twenty-four, you really can't gamble anymore!"

Feng Lanlan has also seen a lot of geniuses over the years, because of her overconfidence and lofty ambitions, she was trapped in the forging body.

On the contrary, she has cultivated step by step, made honest breakthroughs, and has now touched the threshold of the middle of the day after tomorrow.

Mo Kui, who came to persuade him together, also spoke:

"Young master, your goal is definitely not to be an acquired martial artist, and most of the benefits of external breakthroughs are reflected in the acquired period."

"Once you break through to the innate realm, most of the gap between the two will be flattened in an instant, so you really don't need to force it!"

Seeing that Mo Kui's persuasion seemed to have an effect, Feng Lanlan, who had been in the Martial Academy, immediately interjected:

"Moreover, an acquired martial artist under the age of twenty-five can choose a teacher by himself when he enters the Mingcheng Martial Academy, and the consummation of the forging body can only be assigned at will."

"If you are assigned to an unreliable teacher, then in the few years of the Mingcheng Martial Academy, it is likely to pay several times the price."

was persuaded by the two of them like this, and Wang Hong figured it out.

The real world is inherently a trade-off, and it's not unreasonable to compromise with this non-far-reaching option.

Anyway, in the contest between the acquired martial artists, Wang Hong does not lack this part of the combat power, it is better to find a way to break through as soon as possible, and it is only right to step into the innate realm as soon as possible.

That night, Wang Hong used his powerful and incomparable spiritual power to control the mana to gush out of the dantian, and completed a small Zhou Tian transportation between the meridians.

Although he has not officially cultivated internal strength, there is a large amount of mana that can be used, and Wang Hong can already be regarded as an acquired martial artist at this time.

Moreover, the amount of mana brought by the killing book is definitely more than that of a normal early stage martial artist, at least for the time being, Feng Lanlan's internal power is not as strong as Wang Hong's mana.

However, these mana were not cultivated by himself, so they could not be used for breakthroughs, but they could be squandered unscrupulously in battle.

Some stunts that seem to be huge in the eyes of others may become regular skills that can be used at will in Wang Hong's hands.

Just when Wang Hong was familiar with mana, he suddenly noticed that something seemed to be wrong around him.

Now Wang Hong's spiritual power can communicate with mana, unlike in the past, the use of soul dementorship has to look at each other to be effective.

Although he can't do it yet, he can spread his spiritual power around him and observe things that are imperceptible to the naked eye.

"Come out!"

Wang Hong shouted in a low voice, but there was no response from the surroundings.

"If you don't come out again, don't blame me for being spicy!"

I saw that his eyes flickered, faintly revealing a photogenic momentum, staring at a certain corner of the room.

The light flickered, and the shadow of a humanoid figure could no longer be hidden.

Before his figure was fully revealed, the man rushed towards the gate, and at the same time slashed out a dazzling sword shadow with his right hand, trying to force the approaching Wang Hong to retreat.

This knife is sharp and strong, and there is a faint cyan sword aura on the blade, which is exactly the sign that the martial artists in the late stage of the day after tomorrow will only be revealed when they make a full effort.

Even if it is a beginner martial artist, he has to temporarily avoid the edge of this sword.

But Wang Hong didn't mean to dodge at all, and without blinking his eyes, he poked his right hand into the shadow of the knife.

The man only felt a sharp pain in his wrist, not only was the knife snatched away by Wang Hong, but the whole person was pulled to his side.

Noticing that Wang Hong's eyes were getting colder and colder, the short man suddenly screamed:

"Don't kill me, I'm the gray-clothed spy of the Wind and Rain Pavilion."

"It's just that I'm ordered to find out the news, and I don't mean anything bad for my lord!"

Faced with an opponent who was completely unable to resist, this spy did not hesitate to report his identity, hoping to dispel Wang Hong's killing intent.