After Zheng Feng finished speaking on the eighth chapter of internal strength, he didn't stay any longer, and turned around and left in a chic manner.

As soon as Zheng Feng left, everyone seemed to have fried the pot.

"Oh, why did Senior Brother Zheng leave, I still want to ask if I don't understand?"

"You still want to ask, I still want to."

"Oops, I still haven't remembered, what should I do? What to do? ”

Wu Ji, regardless of everyone's expressions, turned around and left silently.

Back in the dormitory, Wu Ji sat cross-legged on the bed, and every word and sentence of "Dawei Xinfa" came to mind.

"Suction"

"Whew"

"Suction"

"Whew"

Wu Ji constantly adjusted his breathing, feeling the qi in heaven and earth.

If you want to cultivate, the first thing is to have a sense of qi, and if you don't have a sense of qi, how can you practice qi?

If it is a person with excellent qualifications, Wu Ji listened to Zheng Feng before, and he will have a sense of anger in the time of a cup of tea, obviously Wu Ji is not such a person.

Most of the day has passed, Wu Ji still doesn't have any sense of anger, and he is not discouraged, because Zheng Feng said before that it took a few days for him to have a sense of anger.

According to the prompts of the previous system, he should have felt qi three days later, so Wu Ji was not annoyed, stood up, and moved his muscles and bones.

At this time, Wu Ji heard footsteps outside the door, so he stopped thinking and sat cross-legged on the bed again.

The door was pushed open, and the other four people in the same room walked in one after another, one of them was the black boy who lost his strength yesterday, called Shishi, and the other three were a white-faced little fat man with a round body called Chen Yuanyuan, when Wu Ji heard this name, he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and secretly said that if Wu Sangui knew that Chen Yuanyuan looked so respectful, he didn't know if he would regret jumping out of the coffin and hacking him to death.

One of the other two people is called Qian Shan with an arrogant face, and he heard that his family has a lot of money, and the other is called Yi Shuihan with an indifferent face, and he is basically a cold face to anyone.

Speaking of which, I have to mention that the mighty dart bureau for these beginner disciples was arranged in two rooms, five people in each room, as the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, that is, these small few people who live in the same house are divided into several waves, the so-called things are like gathering people in groups, Chen Yuanyuan and the three of them naturally came together because of the family conditions, and the stone country boy was naturally excluded by them, which can be seen from their entry into the house, Chen Yuanyuan and the three of them entered, But the stone hangs far from the end.

But these have nothing to do with Wu Ji, because Wu Ji is also from the countryside, he is naturally not looked at by the three of them, but Wu Ji doesn't care about this, not to mention that he is an adult, and he doesn't know how to get along with a few hairy boys, so he is in the middle of it, and more importantly, he can't be in love with other people's cold butts.

So the current situation is that everyone enters the water instead of changing the river water, and each sweeps the snow in front of the door, and everyone glanced at Wu Ji after entering the house, and did not say anything, they all sat cross-legged on the bed and felt the sense of qi.

For a while, there was silence in the room, except for the sound of everyone's breathing, which was really audible when the needle dropped.

The sun rises and sets, and the flowers bloom and bloom.

Day turns into night in the blink of an eye, and the morning sun unconsciously replaces the crescent moon.

Time was in a hurry, and everyone who was immersed in cultivation had long forgotten the time.

Zheng Feng didn't show up for the next few days, obviously letting Wu Ji and the others cultivate on their own, Wu Ji didn't care about this, because everything that should be known was known, and the next thing was only penance, so except for getting up and freshening up every day and going out when eating, the rest of the time stayed in the house and meditated.

Even when he went to bed at night, Wu Ji gradually replaced it with meditation.

As for the others, they are all half-grown children, it is when they like to play, and they can still hold on at the beginning, but seeing that Zheng Feng did not come, no one supervised, and gradually began to fish for three days and dry the nets for two days.

The flowers thanked Chunhong, too hurried.

Three days slipped through your fingers in the blink of an eye.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for getting started, it is expected that it will take ten days for the host to practice to the first layer, I hope the host will continue to work hard."

The emperor lived up to his hard work, but Wu Ji's harvest was great.

Sure enough, just as the system predicted, Wu Ji finally succeeded in feeling the qi a moment ago, which means that Wu Ji finally entered the door.

The latter thing is a matter of course, as long as the water mill is done, it can easily reach the third rate.

The pay has been rewarded, Wu Ji is naturally very happy, and according to Zheng Feng's words, as long as the internal strength is introduced, you can apply to practice martial arts, but Wu Ji did not decide to practice the fist and foot sword so early, after all, the so-called gun shot the first bird, Wu Ji has long passed the age of competitiveness, naturally he will not be the first to practice fists and feet, and then Wu Ji wants to practice the first layer of internal strength, and then go to practice fists and feet, after all, internal strength is the foundation, fists and feet and swords are the table, and the internal strength is cultivated, and it is also a sharpening knife and not cutting wood.

The way of cultivation, one by one, since the internal strength has entered the door, Wu Ji is not in a hurry to cultivate, he slowly collects the work, opens his eyes, and a big black face startles Wu Ji.

If you look at it and it's not a stone, who is it?

Shi obviously didn't expect Wu Ji to suddenly open his eyes, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while.

Wu Ji obviously had some good feelings for this simple and tough black boy who was also from the village, and when he saw his cramped appearance, he couldn't help but smile and said softly, "Stone, is there something wrong?" ”

Maybe it was the same background, maybe it was Wu Ji's gentle attitude, after the initial nervousness, the stone plucked up some courage and whispered, "Can you let me play with you?" ”

Wu Ji was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, obviously the stone saw his meditation and cultivation all day and night as play.

"Why, can't it?"

Seeing that Wu Ji didn't speak, the stone was obviously hit, and his eyes turned red all of a sudden.

"Absolutely."

Seeing this, Wu Ji hurriedly said, this is not that his sympathy is overflowing, one is that the stone is against the appetite, and the other is that he will live in the dart game in the future, and it is impossible to be alone forever, so Wu Ji does not exclude others, "However, I am not playing, but cultivating." Will you be able to persevere? ”

Wu Ji asked uneasily.

"Yes."

Receiving Wu Ji's affirmative answer, Shi Shi was obviously very happy and replied categorically.

Wu Ji is obviously very satisfied with this, after all, the stone can run out of strength and become a disciple of the tenth person mighty dart game, obviously there is no problem in terms of perseverance.