The Yancheng is extremely prosperous and lively, but several large courtyards are very quiet, and these places of course include the mansions of the two left and right commanders, as well as the mansions of the city lord, who is the real controller of this place.

When someone passes by these places, they will consciously slow down their pace, let alone speak loudly, but the sight of the majestic plaque will make people infinitely reverent.

The City Lord's Mansion occupies a huge area, accounting for almost one-tenth of the entire Yan City, of course, this is also because the most elite guards in the entire Yan City are also stationed in the City Lord's Mansion. In such a huge city lord's mansion, there is a place that seems to be a forbidden area, unless there are a few special people here, the trespassers will be quickly killed on the spot by the bright post and the secret whistle.

In this forbidden place, there are the houses of the family members in the house and several special quiet rooms, and at this time, Zuo Feng is lying quietly in a quiet room in this forbidden land. The ashram is made of heavy steel and materials used to repair the walls, and the walls and roof are specially inlaid with rare "magnet stones".

Magnetite, also known as magnetite. It is an ore produced in some special mountains of the continent, this magnet is extremely expensive and very heavy and not easy to transport. However, this magnetic spirit stone has a special effect, which is the ability to gather the surrounding spiritual energy that all martial artists dream of.

Cultivating the body near this magnetic spirit stone can achieve twice the result with half the effort. At the same time, this kind of magnetic spirit stone also has the effect of isolating mental fluctuations, and it also has a strong shielding effect on interference such as spiritual power.

The left wind on the stone platform could no longer see its original appearance at this time, and his whole body swelled like a ball. Even so, it was a real opportunity for Zuo Feng right now, because this huge pressure was slowly squeezing out the impurities in his body.

The human body can be said to be the purest at birth, but at the same time it is the most fragile. As I grew older, my body began to become stronger a little bit by practicing physical exercises, but at the same time, the energy and matter mixed in the aura were slowly absorbed by the body, and finally settled in various parts of the body.

That is to say, while strengthening oneself, it is inevitable that many impurities in one's body will be precipitated in it, which is the inevitable price paid by every warrior to strengthen himself.

The various exercises and body refining methods that exist on the mainland are to expel some impurities from the body through their own exercises. Of course, because impurities are slowly deposited and infiltrated into the body over time, most of the impurities have become a part of the body and cannot be eliminated from the body at all. What can be discharged is only one ten-thousandth, but even this one-ten-thousandth amount is difficult for ordinary martial artists, and even takes a lot of risks.

Zuo Feng was already unconscious at this time, and he couldn't feel the pain like scraping bones in every part of his body, otherwise he would not be able to survive even if he was as tough as him. The silvery-white energy squeezed out all the impurities in the meridians little by little, and then started a new round of squeezing on the bones.

When the impurities in the bones were also squeezed out, they continued to carry the impurities in the previous tendons and bones outward, and squeezed away the muscles, blood vessels and organs.

If someone next to him saw it at this time, they would be shocked to find that Zuo Feng was bleeding from seven orifices at this time, and even in the pores around his body, dark blood was sticking out, the color of the blood was dark red instead of bright red, and there seemed to be a sticky paste-like solid in the blood that also flowed out with the blood.

If you look closely, there is a hint of gray mixed in, and at the same time, there is a spicy and smelly smell in the air, and people who almost smell it will smoke tears up.

These black blood are the impurities contained in the left wind tendons, bones, muscles, blood vessels, and organs, and they are almost completely eliminated at one time. If this kind of change is seen by some top powerhouses, I am afraid that they will die with jealousy. This can be said to be the dream of all martial artists who have worked hard all their lives, and the dying boy in front of him has been realized in such a blur.

Although Zuo Feng had experienced a thunder forging before, that time only made his physique better than that of ordinary martial artists. But this time, after the expulsion of impurities, his physique has finally evolved into a near-perfect existence, and the physique possessed by Zuo Feng at the moment cannot be said to be unprecedented, but it is absolutely unprecedented.

When these impurities were expelled from the body, Zuo Feng's body began to slowly retract into his original figure, and at this moment, all the aura contained in the quiet room converged towards Zuo Feng's body, and almost in an instant, Zuo Feng's body was accompanied by a muffled sound, and his cultivation broke through.

After Zuo Feng broke through the seventh level of the strong body stage, this change did not stop, but continued to absorb the surrounding aura. After another fluctuation that made people blush and heartbeat, his cultivation also successfully broke through to the eighth level of the strong body stage. A strong physique stage eighth-level martial artist who is less than fourteen years old, this is enough for some super forces to do their best to win over at all costs.

In the dark quiet room, the stench began to penetrate continuously into the outside of the quiet room along a few tiny pores. Fortunately, this place is already a forbidden place, and Anya explains, and no one will come, so although there is such a strange stench hovering around the ashram, no one still knows about this change in this place.

Zuo Feng was lying quietly on the stone platform at this time, and the strange changes in his body would not feel anything at all for Zuo Feng now. After the strange energy transformed the body, it squeezed out the impurities in the body, and this time the silver-white energy from the outside did not make people feel a little weakened, but the silver-white looked like it was more brilliant and rich.

After making a movement on Zuo Feng's body, the mystical energy began to slowly contract around the center of the head. In the process of this contraction, there are no other special changes in Zuofeng's body, and the silver-white energy finally stays at Zuofeng's head, and finally completely merges into Zuofeng's head.

At this time, in the sea of thoughts of the left wind, like a dark night sky, there was no trace of consciousness fluctuation. In the next moment, the pitch-black world around him suddenly turned gray and white. The energy like a mist filled the entire sea of thoughts, and at this time, the sea of thoughts was like a special world, and sometimes there was a trace of silver light passing through this space.

When that trace of silver-white light swept past the outermost layer of the Nianhai, the outer wall of the Nianhai had a little bit of fine transparent particles like dust, which sprayed out from it. This dust-like transparent particle is also shrouded in a light gray-white color in this gray world, and if you look closely, you will find that the tiny particle is actually wrapped in that mysterious energy.

As the silver-white light swept through more and more places, the tiny transparent particles that appeared in this sea of thoughts also increased. These tiny particles do not flutter directionlessly, but move towards the middle at a slow speed, and as they get closer, some particles and others seem to touch each other, intentionally or unintentionally.

When the two tiny transparent particles touch in the fluttering, they quickly merge together like two drops of water, this fusion seems to be slow, but it is constantly happening in this sea of thoughts. As time slowly passed, the tiny particles in the sea of thoughts finally fused together.

Looking closely, it was Zuo Feng's last trace of consciousness that dissipated, but at this time, it was no longer just a simple consciousness body as before, but turned into a spiritual energy with a slight gray light in the transparency.

The moment this energy appeared, Zuo Feng's eyelids trembled slightly, as if a person who had been in a coma for a long time was about to wake up, but in the end he still couldn't open his eyes.

When this energy is generated, Zuo Feng's consciousness gradually shows signs of recovery. Zuo Feng's consciousness at this time was very vague, as if he had just come to this world, as if he was still wandering in a dream, and it was as if reality and dreams had begun to slowly coincide at this time. He didn't know how he could have been, and his memories were so muddy that he couldn't get a clue.

Intuition tells Zuo Feng not to forcibly break the current state at this time, and if he forcibly withdraws from the current state, he may leave lifelong disadvantages even if he regains consciousness. What exactly will be this drawback, Zuo Feng himself is not clear at all, this feeling is like an alarm, so that Zuo Feng does not dare to cross the non-existent warning line, so he can only let this state develop freely.

Zuo Feng's feeling was not wrong at all, if he forcibly withdrew from this state now, he would probably be severely traumatized, if not immediately dissipated, and the consequences would not be too far apart if he did not become an idiot.

When Zuo Feng completely gave up control of consciousness, in a pavilion dozens of feet away from this quiet room, an old man in a white robe was sighing slightly at the night sky, this old man was Uncle Tian who dealt with Mr. Wang during the day, and Uncle Tian was still deeply blaming himself for not taking action early to save the young man named Zuo Feng.

After seeing the young man's cultivation and talent, Uncle Tian also rose from the bottom of his heart to love talents, if he can be enveloped under the command of the city lord, it will also be of great help to the city lord's development plan in the future.

But just because he was stunned for a moment at that time, he made this good person look like the living dead now, and he had both pity for Zuo Feng and a trace of unwillingness in his heart. So at that time, he used almost eighty percent of his strength to attack in anger, which almost never happened to Uncle Tian, who usually acted calmly.

Uncle Tian sighed again, picked up a glass of wine on the stone table in front of him, slowly raised it to his lips and was just about to drink it all, but he froze there as if he was frozen.

The wine stained the old man's snow-white robe, but he turned his head sharply as if he didn't know it. Because just now he felt a slight fluctuation coming, and at this time, it was also the moment when the dissipated consciousness in Zuo Feng Nianhai recondensed.

This subtle fluctuation may be difficult for others to detect, but Uncle Tian is only a dozen zhang away from those quiet rooms at this time, and although it is only for a moment, this fluctuation still cannot escape Uncle Tian's keen spiritual sense.

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