In a cramped and dark room, two people suddenly broke in in a little panic.

I hurriedly fiddled with a few low stools.

The two sat down face to face, and one of the young men with a long sword on his back said eagerly, "Brother Han Fang, do you also think there is a problem?"

Han Fang, who was slightly obese, frowned, and said in a low voice: "Brother Zijing, you are right, from the time those attendants came, I felt that all kinds of things were wrong, those big guys want to deal with one person, why bother with us irrelevant people, there is definitely a problem in it." ”

"You've always been witty, have you thought of what could be?" Fang Zi asked in surprise.

However, Han Fang shook his head and sighed: "This incident came too suddenly, and all I know is some rumors, whether it is true or false is still unknown." ”

"Wind transmission, what wind transmission?" Fang Zi said in surprise.

"This young man's exercises are a little special, they seem to be the ultimate exercises, and some people say that he has cultivated some horizontal exercises. Han Fang said with some uncertainty.

"If you can enter the Imperial Courtyard, how can you practice that useless skill, it must be the ultimate skill, or even higher, otherwise it will not attract the attention of those big guys. Fang Zijing quickly affirmed and said with an oath.

"It's always a guess, but we have to be one step closer to determine, since they use us as a knife, don't blame us for being ruthless and secretly stabbing them. Han Fang said ruthlessly.

"Find the exercise, cut it in two, and splash the dirty water on them!" Fang Zi said with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Night Detective!" "Night Detective!"

The two of them whispered in unison.

......

Wang Bei sat quietly in the practice room, methodically cultivating his internal strength.

But the progress is indeed slow to an extreme, compared with the feeling that it is easy to make progress when practicing boxing, the speed of practicing internal skills is simply learning to run a turtle, and it can't be fast at all.

I've been practicing for a while, and it's been dozens of hours in a few days, and the amount of internal force has always been as thin as a gossamer, flickering and flickering.

If it weren't for the fact that he could clearly feel the external qi swimming and being refined in the meridians, I was afraid that Wang Bei would feel that he was practicing a fake internal skill.

Slow is slow, Wang Bei has nothing, just has time.

Indeed, he doesn't want to think about it, which of others who practice internal strength doesn't start practicing the breathing method since childhood, and then when they reach a certain age, they will formally practice internal strength to increase their internal strength, and if they don't start more than ten years of precipitation, how can they practice a strong internal force, and when the meridians and body are almost warmed up, they can use drugs to assist in cultivation, otherwise, the easy use of drugs will affect the foundation.

But if it weren't for Wang Bei's lack of family, how could he not even know anything about this kind of thing.

And outside the practice room, often in the bedroom.

Chang Fu was also concentrating on cultivation, and what was placed in front of him was the black book that caused him to accumulate toxins all over his body and was extremely uncomfortable.

Why is Chang Fu willing to continue to cultivate this evil book after suffering that intense torture?

It's just that when he cultivated for the first time, in addition to the toxins all over his body, he also felt a slight surge in his internal strength.

Normally, if you cultivate according to the low-end exercises that Chang Fu bought from the seniors of the academy, it basically takes nearly a week to increase a trace of internal strength.

And his cultivation of the Black Book Technique has only been running for a week, and it has skyrocketed so much.

How can this not make Chang Fu ecstatic.

Soon, Chang Fu in cultivation felt that the world was spinning for a while, and his body became extremely uncomfortable, he suddenly withdrew from the cultivation state, and as soon as his throat was bitter, he spit out a pile of filth in the garbage can prepared in advance.

Chang Fu pressed his stuffy chest and rested.

At present, he can cultivate for a maximum of three to four days, and he almost has to stop cultivating and cultivate for a while, otherwise, if he continues to practice, the uncomfortable feeling will increase exponentially until he faints.

But that's it, the wonder of the Black Book Exercises is far beyond Chang Fu's imagination, and over a period of time, his internal strength has increased to the thickness of his hair, and his strength has skyrocketed more than twice as much.

According to his first extremely poor three-stage cultivation, there are at least five stages at this moment.

Progress has been rapid.

But as far as Chang Fu knew, even the top-level exercises cultivated by the young masters of those big families could not have such a fast cultivation speed, what kind of existence did this black book have, and there was such a strange cultivation method.

The rest time doesn't take too long, and you can recover almost in two hours.

However, if you want to continue cultivating, you have to read the black book again.

Because in addition to the exercises recorded in the black book, there seems to be a trace of obsessive delusion on the black book, and only when you fall into a state of madness under this power can you practice the black book exercises, but this power itself has nothing to do with internal force, it is a spiritual force that affects the will.

The more obsessed you are, the faster you cultivate.

It is no wonder that Chang Fu would call it an extremely obsessive exercise.

The toxins accumulated in his body were almost gone, just when Chang Fu wanted to continue cultivating.

Bite!

An email came from the electronic inbox hanging on the wall of the living room.

Chang Fu put away the black book, pushed open the door, and walked to the living room, where he opened the email with a few fingers.

Read it carefully.

Chang Fu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly shouted loudly: "Wood, Mentor Zhou Teng has sent an email, let you take the time to go to his outer courtyard before the end of the protection period." ”

For the practice room to practice, the sound insulation effect is naturally not bad, but it can't stand the fat man shouting.

Wang Bei's eyes were closed, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he thought angrily: "I don't know if you can't disturb the practice, really." ”

Although he kept slandering in his heart, he began to restrain his cultivation movements in his hands.

Wang Bei took a long breath, and after calming down his breath, he got up and walked towards the door of the practice room.

Although there is a saying that the practice is crazy, but it is also divided into what kind of exercises are cultivated, Wang Bei has not noticed until now, what he practices is indeed the basic breathing technique, it is indeed the most basic exercise, there is not even a little fancy place, it is so simple that it can't be simpler.

At most, this kind of exercise is used as a foundation for cultivation by some poor people who can't get good exercises, and it is completely rotten on the street, even if it is given to others for free, others may not be willing to ask for it.

The only advantage is that it is stable, and there is no possibility of going crazy at all.

The master who wrote the black book did put a lot of effort into writing the profound exercises with the method of confusing the mind, and those with low cultivation experienced the bitter fruits of cultivation and would not be able to cultivate, and those with high cultivation could see through the basic spitting technique at a glance, and even more disdainful of such evil books.

In the end, there are only a few people who can practice this exercise.

However, Wang Bei is not included.