In Zhang Ji's room, the wall lamp on the wall was dim, he stood in the living room and writhed, sweat was flowing on his forehead, his clothes had already been wet with sweat many times, and there was even salt cream on it.

"Giggle......

The sound of bones grinding against each other stood out in the silent room, and Zhang Ji's eyes widened and bloodshot.

The difficulty of cultivating the six bodies of the zhang is much higher than that of the wild bull's roar.

The pain of the bull's roar came abruptly, but the divine power could be reduced, and the six bodies of Zhang Liu's body could not, every movement seemed to have a file rubbing his muscles and bones, and the pain never lasted for the attacker's nerves, and he had to maintain every detail of the action.

In the corner of the room, Gai Zhongli was playing with his mobile phone, not paying any attention to Zhang Ji's current situation, and the steel hammer beside him was full of worry.

This kind of pain, she feels deeply, every time she cultivates, she is in this kind of pain, this kind of pain, is the daily life of demon cultivation, human beings are born with a Dao body, blessed with a unique nature, cultivating the way of divine consciousness can avoid this pain, and better feel the heaven and earth.

She had a vague memory of her first cultivation when she was a child, it was in a mountain where she couldn't remember her name, and she had given up cultivation several times, which showed how unacceptable the pain was.

Today, Zhang Ji shocked him, and when he came back from Abbot Sifan's room, Zhang Ji began to cultivate, and he couldn't find the feeling at first, but when he entered the cultivation for the first time, he overcame the pain, and until now, for a whole hour, he has not stopped.

Zhang Ji gritted his teeth, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched due to pain, and his consciousness was all concentrated in the depths of the sea of consciousness, with the help of his divine sense, he comprehended the cultivation method of the six bodies, and at the same time let his body simulate cultivation.

He learns and grows while enduring pain.

It seems to come from the unwilling loneliness and ordinariness in his bones, and he has a very good impression of this kind of exercise that tries to break the shackles of heaven and earth on the body.

Even if his body was under the pressure and rebound of the power of heaven and earth, he would not give up far away.

Time slipped away quietly, and after more than ten minutes, the consciousness in the depths of the sea of consciousness faintly felt dim, he knew that this was his limit, and the reason why he did not completely faint should be the result of the protection of the divine brilliance.

Exiting the cultivation state, his eyes suddenly darkened, his body was unstable, and he sat on the ground.

Gang'er took a step forward, but didn't help her, the world of monsters doesn't need to be cared about.

Zhang Ji sat on the ground and slowed down, waiting for his eyes to become clear, and a feeling of weakness welled up in his heart, he looked at his trembling hands, although they were sore, but he could feel the power contained in them far beyond the past.

"This exercise cultivation is similar to that of your demon clan?" Zhang Ji didn't turn his head and asked Gangji'er.

"King Kong in front of the Buddha, of course, is from the demon clan, refining the body, and the human race also has great power, but there are very few." There is a slight pride in the words of the steel hammer, which is rare.

"Then your usual cultivation is also so painful?" Zhang Ji didn't care about Gang'er's words and asked.

“……”

The steel hammer acquiesced, one person and one cat stopped talking, and the room was quiet, like Abbot Mountain at night.

"You said that the woman lives here?" A voice rang out in the streets of Abbot Mountain, the voice was in Chinese, but the tone was strange.

"I've been staring at it all afternoon, and I'm definitely here." The second voice sounded, indeed standard Mandarin.

The two figures walked through the streets, both in black robes, making it difficult to see their faces.

Not long after, the two stopped at the door of room seven, one pointed to the door and twisted his head, and the other had a short stick deep in his sleeve.

The stick is about a foot more than a foot long and the thickness of a finger.

The stick was shaken in someone's hand, bringing up layers of black mist, and when the stick was shaken, the black mist rushed to the door, and the door opened silently.

The moment the door opened, the steel hammer who lived next door suddenly opened his eyes, and then Zhang Ji also opened his eyes, and a cat and a person looked at each other.

The steel hammer woke up because of the keen senses, and Zhang Ji woke up because of the traction of the steel hammer.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Ji asked in a low voice.

"Next door, there's a thief." The steel hammer is also quiet.

Zhang Ji was puzzled, Abbot Sifan had just shown his power today, and anyone else dared to cause trouble here?

He got up and walked to the wall, put his ear on the wall, and at the same time entered the world of knowing the sea, increasing his senses through the divine light emitted by the fruit of divine power, and instantly heard the movement on the other side.

"Is that her?" A voice asked.

"That's her, I want her soul." Another voice replied, this one speaking with a distinct foreign accent.

Zhang Ji frowned, this is not a little thief, but to make money and kill him.

"I'll trap him first, and then take her soul, you help me watch it, don't make too much noise." Said in a voice with a foreign accent.

"Abbot Sifan, help." Zhang Ji decisively gave up eavesdropping, and shouted directly for help, he knew that he was a few pounds and a few taels, since the other party dared to act so unscrupulously, he must be a highly capable person.

"Bang ......"

The wall that Zhang Ji had just eavesdropped on was broken, and the situation on the other side was reflected in Zhang Ji's eyes.

Two men in black, a beautiful woman who had just been awakened by the sound of a broken wall.

Zhang Ji and the beauty glanced at each other across the man in black, surprised that the other party met again in such an environment.

The beautiful woman lying on the bed is Zhang Ji's client dad Hatani.

"Abbot Sifan, help."

Zhang Ji couldn't be surprised, and opened his mouth for help for the second time, and at the same time was faintly worried in his heart, with his understanding of the old rascal of Abbot Sifan, it was impossible not to come to save him.

"Quack, it's useless for you to scream and cut your throat, before the old man came, he had already set up a formation here, and the three rooms in a row were all shrouded in the formation, and you couldn't get out." The man in black screamed.

Zhang Ji slowly retreated backwards, he didn't know the depth of the other party, whether he was a newcomer in the cultivation realm, or not to take risks.

"What are you doing this for?" Hatesi stood up from the bed very calmly and said.

She was dressed in bright silver pajamas, and her hot figure was completely prominent, but everyone present had no intention of appreciating the beautiful scenery.

"Your soul, fiery soul, I need." The other man in black said in a tone that was clearly foreign accented.

"My special soul?" Hatani looked at the two men in black very calmly, "What makes you think you can subdue me?" ”

At the head of her bed, a furnishing-like wood sculpture stood up, and a strange aura came from the wood carving, which was her ghost.

"Monk of the foundation building period, I underestimate you, but you are still not enough, so it is better to tie your hands and arrest it, so that your soul can suffer less torture." The man in black who took the lead said.

Zhang Ji slowly retreated, thinking about countermeasures in his heart, he didn't sneak away from me, at least the last moment the divine power fruit could allow him to escape the battlefield, but he had to judge the following form first, because he didn't want to expose the information that he had divine power.

"You help me control the boring personnel, this soul, I'll deal with it." The man in black with a foreign accent spoke, the stick in his hand pointing at Hartani.

A green light shot out from the tip of the stick, stabbing at Hartani like lightning.

"Squeak~~~" The wood carving ghost screamed and pounced on the green light, but it was like falling into a mire, bound in the air by the green light.

"Trouble." The man in black with a foreign accent spoke, and raised the wooden stick again to shoot a green light.

Hatani's figure rolled, dodging the green light, the wall behind her was broken, leaking out of the space of another room, a teenager was standing in the doorway of the hole, the light in his room was not on, and now the light of Hatani's room shone in, faintly revealing a trace of his figure and half a pale face.

"Presumptuous." The young man spat out two words, and with a wave of his right hand, a big man covered in green and turmeric skin turned out of the hole and rushed towards the man in black.

Zhang Ji's eyes only noticed this, and he had to start paying attention to the battlefield here, and at this time, another man in black had already attacked him.

This man in black may have been trying to hide his identity, and he did not use ghosts or secret methods, but directly bullied himself into a close-range attack.

Zhang Ji stabilized his mind, and seeing that he could judge the direction of the opponent's attack, he did not rush to escape with the Divine Power Fruit, but beckoned Gai Zhongli and Gangjiaer to move at the same time.

Now that he has rested for a while, his body has recovered a lot, and his cultivation is not an injury, just a pain, and it does not delay the battle.

The man in black punched him in the left arm, the force was so great that it shook his bones as if they were broken, but the punch still allowed him to carry it, and although the whole person fell backwards, he was sure that he could bounce up the moment his back touched the ground.

The steel hammer took the opportunity to circle behind the enemy, and slashed fiercely at the man in black with his right claw.

This is not over, Gai Zhonggai has already jumped into the air and landed in the form of Tarzan pressing the top.

"Hell." The man in black scolded angrily, he didn't expect Zhang Ji to catch his punch.

"Bump." In a hurry, the man in black turned around and punched off the steel hammer, and rushed up with a fist to punch the cover in the cover.

"Buzz~~~"

There was a shock, and the man in black was frozen as if he had been electrocuted.

Everything happened in an instant, but Zhang Ji's mind was unusually clear, and the moment the cover fell down, he thought of Liu Chan in the game.

Liu Chan has a trick that can stun the enemy, he doesn't know if this trick can be used in reality, but he doesn't want to miss the opportunity.

So he changed his mind of bounced up against his back, endured the pain and the incoordination of his body, and kicked forward with his right leg by the collision between his body and the ground.

He was lying down, and the person opposite him was standing in front of him, and this kick was kicked diagonally upwards, so he did one of the tricks he is famous for: the kick.

"Ah~~~"

A scream pierced the sky, and the eyes of the man in black who leaked out of his eyes exploded, as if his eyeballs were about to erupt out of his sockets.

Zhang Ji looked at this picture, he felt sorry for the man in black, and at the same time remembered this posture deeply, ready to use it as a skill and imprint it in the depths of his mind.