Zhang Ruochen sat in the inner space of the space-time crystal, took out a catty of spiritual flesh from a jade vessel, and began to take it.

Spiritual flesh, which condenses the essence of the aura and blood in the body of the brute beast, has countless benefits for warriors: increasing strength, strengthening flesh and bones, slowing down aging, and prolonging life.

Generally speaking, a martial artist in the middle stage of the Xuanji Realm, taking ten catties of spiritual flesh and being diligent in cultivation, can break through to the late stage of the Xuanji Realm within half a month.

Zhang Ruochen's martial body is much stronger than other mid-Xuanji Realm martial artists, and if he wants to break through to the late Xuanji Realm, he has to take at least forty catties of spiritual flesh.

"Forty-eight catties of spiritual flesh is enough for me to cultivate to the late stage of the Xuanji Realm in a short period of time. ”

Forty-eight catties of spirit flesh, all of which were collected from the bodies of those dead warriors of the Quartet County during the first round of the Academy Examination.

With so much spiritual flesh, if it is taken out and sold, it can be sold for at least 200,000 silver coins, which is definitely a huge fortune.

Spirit meat is very precious, and ordinary martial artists are reluctant to take it at all. Zhang Ruochen didn't care at all, and quickly swallowed all the catty of spiritual flesh.

After taking the spirit flesh, Zhang Ruochen felt that his whole body was full of strength, whether it was the blood flow rate or the speed of the true qi, it had accelerated a lot.

Zhang Ruochen stood up and began to cultivate the fourth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm. While practicing palms, he is also accelerating the absorption of the essence of the spiritual flesh into his body and transforming it into his own power.

The fourth palm of the dragon's elephant is called "Dragon Shadow".

Zhang Ruochen stepped in front of him, his body bent slightly, and his hands seemed to be pinched into palm prints and paw prints.

"Bang bang!"

The palms of the hands are constantly punching out, and the speed is extremely fast, and there are palm prints in all directions.

He has only cultivated to three palms now, the brute beast gallops to the ground, the flying dragon is in the sky, and the dragon elephant returns to the field, which is just equivalent to the power of human-level high-grade martial arts. Of course, it is definitely the top in the human-level high-grade martial arts, and it can even compete with some weaker spirit-level lower-grade martial arts.

However, only when the fourth palm is successfully cultivated, will the dragon elephant prajna palm undergo a transformation and become a real spirit-level low-grade martial art. At that time, the power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm will definitely be comparable to some weaker spirit-level mid-grade martial arts.

Time flies extremely fast, and in the space-time crystal, Zhang Ruochen has been cultivating for half a month.

Every day, he would spend most of his time cultivating the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, and after half a month of penance, he could already play the fourth palm "Dragon Image Shadow" very smoothly.

A palm was punched out, and the true qi surged.

In the palm print, there is a sound of a dragon roaring.

However, there is still a big gap from the completion of the fourth palm "Dragon Image Shadow".

If he can cultivate to the end of his life, once he knocks out the palm print, Zhang Ruochen's body can turn into two shadows, one shadow hits the dragon's claw, and the other shadow hits the elephant's palm, and the power that bursts out will be doubled immediately.

Although he has not yet cultivated the fourth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm to the great perfection, his cultivation has improved a lot.

For half a month, Zhang Ruochen took one pound of spiritual meat every day, a total of fifteen pounds of spiritual meat, and the martial arts realm improved rapidly.

Half a month ago, Zhang Ruochen had only just entered the middle stage of the Xuanji Realm, and his true qi reserves were only half of the capacity of the Qi Lake. Now, the Jade Pure True Qi in his Qi Lake has become even thicker, and the True Qi reserves have reached seventy percent of the capacity of the Qi Lake, and it is not far from the consummation of True Qi in the middle stage of the Xuanji Realm.

With his current cultivation, he could easily defeat Nie Xuan.

Of course, half a month in the space-time spar, and only five days have passed in the outside world.

Zhang Ruochen walked out of the inner space of the space-time spar and returned to the room of Yellow Character No. 1.

"Meow!"

Little Black is like a black furball, sitting on a copper chair, holding a yellowed book in his two cat paws, reading intently.

On the cover of the book, seven words are written "Ancient History of Kunlun Realm".

Seeing Zhang Ruochen coming out of the space-time crystal, Xiao Hei closed the book in his hand, a pair of cat's eyes were as bright as stars, and asked, "Young Lang, have you broken through to the late stage of the Xuanji Realm?"

"Not so fast, I guess it will take some time!" Zhang Ruochen stared at Xiao Hei curiously and asked, "Where did you steal the books from?"

"Steal?"

Xiao Hei looked unhappy and said: "The emperor just went to the scripture tower of the Wushi School Palace, and took a book from it casually. How can it be considered stealing?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't bother to argue with it, and said, "How is the fourth brother's injury recovering?"

"That dead fat man's cultivation is ordinary, but his recovery speed is very fast. A pair of arms can already be raised, and in a maximum of ten days, it will be healed. "Little underworld.

Zhang Ruochen said again: "Where is he now?"

"Let's go!" said the little black.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Why did he leave?"

He heard that this was the Dragon Martial Palace, so he even crawled out. "Little underworld.

For the male warriors of the Western Courtyard, the Dragon Martial Hall is definitely a forbidden place, with many terrifying legends. When Zhang Shaochu heard that he was in the Dragon Martial Palace, he was so frightened that his face turned green, and he immediately fled.

Zhang Ruochen dared to stay in the Longwu Palace, but Zhang Shaochu didn't dare.

"Let him go!"

Zhang Ruochen planned to continue his retreat and cultivation, striving to reach the late stage of the Xuanji Realm as soon as possible.

Next, Zhang Ruochen cultivated in the inner space of the space-time spar for half a month, still taking a catty of spiritual flesh every day, cultivating the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm most of the time, and also spending a small amount of time cultivating the Tianxin Sword Technique.

The cultivation was steadily improved, and finally, the true qi in Zhang Ruochen's qi lake reached the consummation realm, and he could begin to impact the late stage of the Xuanji realm.

However, Zhang Ruochen was not in a hurry to impact the realm, and planned to continue to take spiritual flesh to make himself more accumulated, and when the time came, he would be able to break through the realm in one fell swoop.

The two retreats and cultivation, in total, Zhang Ruochen cultivated in the inner space of the space-time crystal for a month, and ten days had passed in the outside world.

There are still twenty days left before the duel with the Wind Forest.

"The fourth palm of the dragon elephant has never been able to break through, and it seems that there is always a lack of some fire. Only by playing with the masters can you find out what is missing?"

Zhang Ruochen stopped his retreat and practiced, planning to find Xiao Hei and fight with it, looking for the reason why he couldn't cultivate to the fourth palm.

As soon as he walked out of the inner space of the space-time spar, Zhang Ruochen heard the cold voice of yellow smoke and dust coming from outside the door: "Fat cat, if you don't get out of the way, I will kill you together!"

Xiao Hei stood outside the door, his tail cocked high, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Zhang Ruochen is in retreat and cultivating, even if you break in, it is impossible to see him." Little girl, the emperor advises you to retreat quickly, if you provoke the emperor, no one in heaven or on earth can save you. ”

"Really, then I'll give you a try!"

Huang Yanchen's injuries healed, and he immediately came to Zhang Ruochen to settle accounts, and his heart was already angry, but when he came to the door of Zhang Ruochen's room, he was stopped by a fat cat who could talk.

The anger in her heart was even greater, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that the fat cat was not a good thing like Zhang Ruochen, so she held the hilt of the sword, pulled out a royal blue ancient sword, and slashed towards Xiao Hei with a sword.

"Huh!"

Xiao Hei's speed was very fast, turning into a black shadow, dodging the sword of yellow smoke and dust, and pounced towards her.

Huang Yanchen's face was slightly surprised, he didn't expect Xiao Hei's speed to be so fast. Able to dodge one of her swords, the speed is at least comparable to that of a second-order mid-level brute.

However, for her, Xiao Hei's speed is still too slow.

She sneered, slapped a palm, and knocked Xiao Hei more than ten feet away. Blackie's body slammed into the wall, dizzy, and fell straight to the ground.

"Stinky, you ...... You're too ruthless!"

Xiao Hei got up from the ground, his mouth showing sharp teeth, and his heart was very angry, if he hadn't been able to beat Huang Yanchen, it would definitely teach her a hard lesson.

Huang Yanchen was so angry that his teeth were itching, this time the dead fat cat was too mouthful, if he caught it, he would cut off its tongue first.

Zhang Ruochen pushed the door and walked out, glanced at Huang Yanchen, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Huang, your injuries have healed?"

Seeing Zhang Ruochen, Huang Yanchen's eyes became even colder, and he didn't want to say a word to Zhang Ruochen at all, so he stabbed him directly with a sword.

You must know that Huang Yanchen is a Xuanbang martial artist, and he can compete with the top masters of the Earth Extreme Realm.

The sword she stabbed out was enough to kill an ordinary Xuanji Realm Great Perfection martial artist in an instant.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the sword that was stabbing over quickly, his face changed slightly, and he secretly said in his heart, Duanmu Xingling was right, Huang Yanchen hated him to the bone, and he wouldn't listen to his explanation at all.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at Duanjupiter Spirit not far away, and Duanjupiter Spirit nodded understandingly.

"Huh!"

Duanjupiter turned into a petite and beautiful afterimage, rushed to Zhang Ruochen, and stopped the yellow smoke and dust.

Duanmu Xingling used two snow onion jade fingers to clamp the tip of Huang Yanchen's sword, and said, "Sister Chen, you have to calm down, Zhang Ruochen is the first freshman, if you kill him, you will definitely be severely punished by the Xue Palace." ”

Huang Yanchen said: "Xingling, you get out of the way." Today, I must kill this whore!"

Huang Yanchen's five fingers twisted, and the blade of the sword turned, emitting a rotating sword aura, shaking away the two fingers of Duanjupiter Spirit.

Immediately, Huang Yanchen slashed down with another sword, dragging out a four-meter-long white sword qi.

Duanmu Xingling and Zhang Ruochen had already reached an agreement in secret, so it was naturally impossible for Huang Yanchen to really kill Zhang Ruochen.

As a result, Duanmu Xingling also drew a sword and stopped Huang Yanchen's attack again.

"Star Spirit, you have to stop me from killing him?"

Huang Yanchen stabbed out nine swords in a row, and nine sword shadows appeared in the air at the same time, stabbing at Zhang Ruochen's nine vital points.

Huang Yanchen's true qi is a little special, and it actually has the attribute of a gale. As soon as she stabbed her sword move, a storm vortex with a diameter of seven meters automatically formed around her, and wind blades flew out of the vortex.

"Whew!"

One of the wind blades flew under Zhang Ruochen's armpit and slashed at the pillar, leaving a two-inch-deep sword mark on the pillar.

"What she opened up should be the Wind Divine Martial Mark, so the true qi she cultivated will carry the wind attribute. ”

Zhang Ruochen stood on the top of the stairs, looking at Huang Yanchen and Duanjupiter Spirit, who were fighting swords below, carefully observing the swordsmanship moves they used, and at the same time pondering the flaws and weaknesses in their moves.