The optimized Xianjia pile skill was quickly improved to the original level, but the bonus did not increase, and Zhang Jin didn't care, he was just in a small forest in the Blood Demon Sect, silently infused.

It can also be infused simply by using cultivation for infusion, but compared to using martial arts points and essence elements and spirit stones to improve, it will be many times slower, and after reaching the infusion level, there is almost no movement of progress.

More than 2,000 yuan is enough for Zhang Jin to last another month, as for next month's rent, you can be cheeky and owe it first, as long as the artistic conception is solidified, a better day will come.

Let's do it this month......

Opening the state of absolute sanity, Zhang Jin stood silently on the pile, poured and cultivated to the top, and stood until nightfall.

Who knew that after nightfall, the cultivation obtained from the pile work actually had a double bonus!

Zhang Jin really hasn't tried to use the pile gong to get the cultivation after night, and there is such a surprise after the night, he just knew, he originally planned to go offline, and found that the pile had double repair after nightfall, and he didn't stop until midnight.

At midnight, the standing pile was not so much improved, and Zhang Jin also had to rest off the line.

After a day of infusion and improvement, this exercise was re-upgraded to the level of true infusion by Zhang Jin, and all attributes except for true qi skyrocketed, reaching the level of Jindan.

But Zhang Jin knew that this was just the beginning, and the hanging prompt explained that if you want to get the opening of the artistic conception solidification, you must have an exercise to reach the level of microperfusion.

And after the return to the truth, there is a level of infusion called unpredictable, and God knows if it is subtle later.

Originally, the infusion level became more difficult to improve the later it went, not to mention the practice method that was simply improved by using the basic cultivation value of cultivation.

The next day online, Zhang Jin took over a daily routine and gave up.

For no other reason, the quest requires him to slaughter an NPC village, obtain 100 copies of Red Xuan Blood and hand it over to the sect, and the reward is a great realm improvement by the elder himself.

This task made Zhang Jin frown, gave up on the spot and refused to leave, glaring at the NPC elder angrily!

"It's too much of a play, it's just a game, killing some NPCs is just some data." Several players looked at Zhang Jin's departing figure and sneered and talked.

"If you don't have a ruthless heart, what kind of demon sect do you enter, stupid X!" The other one is more straightforward.

Zhang Jin paused for a moment, and had the intention to refute, but there was no reason, after all, there was nothing wrong with their words, so he buried his concept in his heart and continued to walk towards the grove.

No matter if he sleeps or is drunk, whether he is lonely or lonely, if he does not go down the road he chooses and does not see the result, then everything he has paid for it and the hard work he has worked for it will really be worthless.

Only by sticking to one's own beliefs and sticking to one's own path will you not be worthless to the end.

Maybe at the end of this road, it is still worthless, but if you don't go to the end, if you don't stick to the end, you must be worthless, between maybe worthless and worthless, the road you choose, you have to go on!

A female cultivator passed by Zhang Jin with a frosty face.

She was dressed red like blood, blood flowed down her hand with her sleeve outstretched, converging on the tips of her sharp nails, dripping incessantly, blood spilled from the corners of her mouth, her face was pale, and a huge wound on her shoulder, clearly shaky, still with a firm step.

Regardless of whether she is a player or an NPC, Zhang Jin only treats her as a game background, and walks straight in front of her eyes towards the grove.

As soon as she crossed her position, an inaudible sound of breaking the air hit her back.

Zhang Jin's center of gravity shifted slightly under his feet, and his body was on one side.

A hand glowing with rich blood slowly withdrew, and the red-clothed nun looked at Zhang Jin staggeringly: "Count yourself lucky, if I am in full form, you will die!" ”

Glancing at her, Zhang Jin turned around with an indifferent expression, his body exploded, and he disappeared into the grove in an instant.

In Zhang Jin's opinion, the attack of the red-clothed female cultivator was just a small episode, and he still stood on the pile all day long, using the cultivation he had harvested, and gradually improving the progress of the infusion level to return to the truth.

During the day, if you don't keep turning on the state of absolute sanity, the progress can really be said to be better than nothing, and at night, with double cultivation, the progress is a little faster, and when you go offline at midnight, the progress of returning to truth has increased to 20%.

Zhang Jin's food changed, he began to eat steamed buns with garlic sauce, so that he could save some basic expenses, he didn't know how long it would take to reach the subtleties, and now he had no other way but to do penance.

Just after the launch the next day, a pop-up window appeared in front of his eyes.

Gang member Yi Feng used the Blue Dragon Order to invite you to teleport to his side, did you agree to teleport?

At the same time, the string Wushuang flying pigeon passed on to him: The president has issued a green dragon order, don't refuse, don't refuse, don't refuse, wait for my news.

Zhang Jin frowned slightly, simply ignored it, and continued to stand on the pile.

The progress of returning to the truth has increased by another 1%, and the reply of String Wushuang is here: Receiving the Qinglong Order, today's password is, the king of heaven covers the tiger, and the chicken stews mushrooms!

Zhang Jin opened his eyes, collected the work, frowned, and raised the fundamental secrets of the three blood demon sects to the level of essence, before receiving the teleportation of the Qinglong Order.

A large venue.

The black eyes pressed a head, all of them were people from the Green Dragon Society, the highest realm that could be seen was a half-step Yuanying, and the lowest realm was probably only Zhang Jin, refining the body.

As soon as there were more than 10,000 people, the mountains were all over the country, and Zhang Jin knew at a glance that the number of people exceeded 10,000.

String Wushuang and Flying Pigeon said: Come to the Wind and Thunder Hall, go to the Thunder Department, and find the sea of clouds, that is, your incense master is listed.

Zhang Jin was still in an absolutely rational state at this time, and his awareness of the basic world was blocked to the lowest, just a glance at the flying pigeon to pass the book, and his body method exploded to the limit, falling in front of Xian Wushuang's eyes, and at a glance he saw the sea of clouds, and it was the attribute explosion again, and he entered the last of the team.

This is a big deal!

In the eyes of others, it was a bloody light that pulled out a blood line in the retina, and after a pause, without even seeing the figure clearly, the blood line disappeared in the Wind Thunder Hall.

"Wind Thunder Hall, this is going to do something?" One of the hall masters present glanced at the string Wushuang, and said in a strange manner: "Quietly, even I, a half-step infant, didn't see the ID clearly?" Could it be that this time the eight-hall competition, the Wind and Thunder Hall still wants to be an upset? ”

Xian Wushuang said lightly: "Where, self-protection is acceptable, but the unpopular is still not enough, is Wu Hanche Wu Hall Master too sensitive?" ”

"Humph!" Wu Hanche glanced at her and said smugly: "My Blood Battle Hall is not like a certain hall, this time I plan to be shortlisted for the top three, and I will not hide any secret weapons in private!" ”

Zhang Jin frowned, and hesitantly quietly raised the realm a little more, and raised it to the eighth level of body refining, at least it looked better.

In a flash, the conversation in the field had ended, and the hundreds of people in the Wind Thunder Hall looked very unhappy when they looked at the Blood Battle Hall, and the eyes of the Blood War Hall were disdainful.

After waiting for a while, a man in black robes with black mist around him appeared on the throne in the center, he stood with his hands in his hands, looked around, and snorted coldly.

"You may not all have seen me, I am the president of the Tianhua Great World Branch of the Blue Dragon Society, Yi Feng, realm, early stage of the Yuan Infant! It is one of the top ten yuan babies in the world! The man in black slowly looked up.

There was a burst of discussion in the audience, Yi Feng was not impatient, and quietly waited for the discussion to pass before he spoke: "This big competition, unlike the past, this time is not only a big competition in my Tianhua Great World, but also a big competition in the entire world of the royal court of all worlds, if anyone can win the first place in this big competition, the general association will sign him, and he will be directly classified into the Tianjiao Hall of the General Association, with a minimum monthly salary of 20,000!" ”

He waited for a while, and said lightly: "I won't say much nonsense, now, Dabi begins!" ”

With that, he sat down on the throne in the middle.

Zhang Jin's eyes were sharp, and he caught a glimpse of a faint self-cultivation aura behind him, and he was surprised in his heart, this person will definitely shine in the future!

After Yi Feng finished speaking, a figure like the head of a half-step primordial infant came on the field, and said in a loud voice: "Now, there are branch members of the Body Refining Realm who have stepped into the Great Bi Teleportation Array of the Whole Realm and entered the Dabi venue where the general meeting is located!" ”

The members of the Body Refining Realm under the eight halls left the queue one after another and walked towards the teleportation array that was opened in the middle.

Zhang Jin opened his absolute sanity state and stepped into the teleportation array, and before the brilliance of the teleportation dissipated, a cold voice came into his ears: "Password!" ”

Zhang Jin did not speak.

"Heavenly King Covers the Tiger!"

Zhang Jin replied lightly: "Chicken stewed mushrooms!" ”

"Pass!"

The eyes lit up, and a huge arena was presented in the eyes.

There is only a competition hall, there is no spectator seat, and the arena is divided into hundreds of rings, which are inverted by a huge colorless light shield, and countless members of the Blue Dragon Society Refining Body Realm gather in all directions of the ring.

The first level is strength screening.

Zhang Jin stepped into the testing room.

The door behind him suddenly closed, and suddenly lit up on all sides, but it was a fully enclosed stone room.

Zhang Jin was puzzled, and suddenly the sound of the mechanism sounding appeared, and the four walls moved, slowly, slowly began to shrink the space.

The space kept shrinking, and no matter how much Zhang Jin tried to break through the wall, he couldn't do it, and it didn't take long for him to be pressed in the middle by the four walls, and he had to gradually increase the attribute burst to resist the pressure.

From the initial half-percent attribute, to the three-percent attribute, and from the three-percent attribute, to the eighty-percent attribute, and finally to the full strength, Zhang Jin lasted for a total of half an hour, but after half an hour, the pressure increased sharply, and Zhang Jin had to superimpose all the attributes on the strength to burst out to resist!

All attributes were superimposed on the strength and resisted for a quarter of an hour, Zhang Jin's qi and blood were ground to the blood line, and he was furious in his heart, he re-cultivated and solidified, one thing is particularly important, that is, he can't die! If you die, you have to be promoted to above the golden pill again and start again!

Bastard, Zhang Jin scolded angrily in his heart, what the hell is this big competition in the whole world!!

Between curses, the test passed.

Zhang Jin walked out of the test stone room, and the people on all sides looked behind him dumbfounded.

Zhang Jin looked back and saw that there was a ranking stone wall behind the test stone room, and his ID "Xianyu" hung on the first place in the refining realm, and the scoring grade was "SSS", while the second place was just an "A+".

"Hell, isn't this the ID of the previous sword god?"

"There are so many districts, isn't it normal to have the same name, the one outside is called the Sword God, and ours is called the Sword Evil, hum! It's not necessarily worse than any sword god Xianyu! ”

Zhang Jin opened an absolutely rational state, automatically ignored these comments, lined up the crowd, found a quiet place, and started pouring again.

Silently instilled, I don't know how long I waited, the progress of the return to truth progressed to 42%, and a voice interrupted Zhang Jin's penance.

"The strength test of the refining body realm is over, except for the top 64, if you are shortlisted for the top 500, you can receive the shortlisted rewards in each branch, and the top 64 in the refining realm will fight to determine the top 10 in the refining body, now, the competition begins!"

After collecting the pile work, Zhang Jin looked back at the scoring rankings.

The first place is still him, but the second place has a rating of "S+".

Zhang Jin was pushing backwards, and came to the conclusion that this person's strength was probably equivalent to the level of a true martial arts golden pill based on his attributes alone, and he knew that this person was probably the same as himself, and he belonged to recultivation.

He didn't care.

As long as it is not rebuilt to try to solidify the artistic conception, it is not in Zhang Jin's eyes at this time.

If you don't enter the artistic conception, you will end up as an ant!

Zhang Jingang planned to continue his penance, and the unparalleled flying pigeon passed the book came.

String Warriors: From now on, you and I will never owe each other, never see each other!

Zhang Jin suddenly lifted his absolute sanity state, and just sent out an invitation to chat, but saw that in the friend column, the ID of String Wushuang suddenly disappeared!

She's deleted!

Zhang Jin was stunned, his mind was in turmoil, and he stood in place for a while, suddenly feeling extremely regretful and heartache.

In the midst of his heartache, a flying pigeon message came.

Feng Lingzhu: Okay, the story of Xian Wushuang and you is over, and the story of me and you has never begun, what do you think, Xian Yu?

Be careful of the ups and downs of the liver, but Zhang Jin was happy to come from it, laughed three times, and ignored the surprised eyes of the players of the Blue Dragon Club on all sides, and hurriedly replied: If you take the initiative, we will have a story.

Feng Lingzhu: Die, how can a girl take the initiative!

Zhang Jin's heart shook, and he replied obsessively: Hahaha!

Feng Lingzhu: I'm in Tianhua World Antler City, waiting for you!

Zhang Jin's mind was unstable, and he withdrew from his absolute sanity state, and he wanted to throw off everything and rush over, but he looked around and found that the Green Dragon Club players on all sides looked at him as if they were looking at a stupid X with a capital letter!

It was only at this time that Zhang Jin saw the black-robed player in front of him.

This player's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, squinting his eyes and looking at Zhang Jin with an extremely pure smile, his teeth clicking: "Xian Yu, if you don't make a noise again, you will give up this competition!" The old man counted three numbers, three !! ”

Zhang Jin did not refuse or agree, but just made a test at this time.

When the black-robed player was almost finished, Zhang Jincai looked full, and said to the black-robed player with a hippie smile almost flattering: "Ah, don't be surprised by this adult, when Xian Yu saw you, he was impressed by your Zheng Dao bones, and thought that my generation of monks was spurred in such a serious and meticulous state as you, improving himself day after day, sublimating the soul, and breaking through the shackles of the realm......

The black-robed player was stunned, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot gradually faded, and the light of use flashed in his eyes.

"Alright, alright." In the end, Zhang Jin's flattery couldn't even be listened to by the black-robed player himself, and waved his hand shamefully: "Hurry up and go up, don't take it as an example!" ”

Zhang Jin didn't have this self-consciousness, he was still immersed in the joy of gaining and losing, losing and regaining, and his whole body was full of hormones and smirked.

"Could it be that he got the elder's niece? Isn't it embarrassing to be a sycophant like this? ”

"The elder's niece is very good, but with his ranking, he can't fall in love with the elder's niece!"

"I think he might have drunk fake wine!"

"Oh no, this could be a snake spirit disease!"

"Hmph, sycophant, although the score in the strength test is high, the kung fu must be terrible, I have seen a lot of this kind of sycophant, and it will be over."

Zhang Jin didn't care so much, he stood in the ring flutteringly, waved to his opponent, and said with a smile: "Hello! ”

The opponent was covered in black mist, sneered when he heard this, straightened his sleeves and said: "I won't show mercy to my subordinates just because you show favor to me, please respect yourself!" ”

Even the reminder was missing, and as soon as the realm opened and closed, Zhang Jin was already standing behind Li Pinglin, and looked slightly sideways at the black-robed player who was still a little unable to react: "Referee." ”

At this time, Li Pinglin stared at his eyes and fell down with a bang.

He had already been knocked unconscious by Zhang Jin's move.

The black-robed player coughed lightly and raised his voice: "In the moment of lightning, Li Pinglin gathered the demonic qi comparable to the level of Qi refining to protect the vital point of his throat, but he was still scattered by Xian Yu's punch, and the excess power was not too much and not less just enough to make him unconscious, this battle, Xian Yu, win!" ”

When Zhang Jin passed by him, he whispered, "Superfluous." ”

"It's just the duty." The black-robed player raised his eyebrows: "Although you have good strength, it is not so easy to chase my niece!" ”

What?

Zhang Jin paused and continued walking.

God wants to chase your niece!