A familiar feeling came, and Wang Meng woke up.

The night's hard work did not make him mentally exhausted, his open eyes were full of light, he gently took his big hand away from the soft place, and tiptoed out of bed with his clothes.

After he left Lin E's big bed yesterday, he went to find his uncle Ma Zhishang, and after 2 hours of conversation, he returned to Ye Ling's hut.

Of course, Wang Meng is not a fool, he did not return empty-handed, he also bought roses and red wine, and only entered the house after he was prepared.

Of course, not only that, but I also took a takeaway menu from a big restaurant, and by ordering food, I made a candlelight dinner.

Of course, the mobile phone was also bought halfway, and Lin E had it there, but Ye Ling couldn't do without it.

Needless to say, the two of them worked hard and practiced hard.

The milky white energy in the dantian proves how diligent and hard Wang Meng is.

After getting dressed, Wang Meng sat down in the same position as yesterday, crossed his legs, and practiced his exercises seriously, his Jiuyang Divine Skill was about to enter the third layer today.

As for the white energy, he has another use, since the sword technique was in his hands, he didn't even look at it, for fear that after seeing it, his heart would not be able to pull it out, after all, it was a childhood dream.

Edgeworth rides the wind and escapes the world!

Tsk, this is a fairy method!

After thinking about it for a while, he immediately felt that his mind was fluctuating, and he quickly restrained his mind, carefully visualized the Great Sun Chart, and worked hard to absorb the purple qi of the rising sun, and guided the refining of the last few acupuncture points.

For some reason, today's cultivation feels exceptionally smooth, and the cultivation is much faster than in the past, and there is a feeling that it will come naturally.

It stands to reason that the last few tricks should be even more difficult to refine than the previous ones, after all, the internal force is similar to the water flow, and it is always more infected in front.

But I don't want to, because most of the tricks of the Ren pulse have been successfully refined, but the effect of the internal force does not decrease but increases, and every time the internal force rotates, the purity is even higher, although it is limited to the last distance, the speed can never really rise, and the effect is always not to reach the point of the third layer.

It can be refined, but it is much easier and faster than before.

This is really an unexpected joy, I was originally going to use two hours to break through, and then return to Kadoorie Hill, and call Xiaoma and Song Zihao to go to HSBC to withdraw money together, but now, time has been freed up, and some things can also be added.

After being stunned for a moment, Wang Meng immediately put his mind back, at this moment, practice is the most important.

"Broken"

Wang Meng snorted softly, and the last acupuncture point was also refined, and the internal force flowed out from the knot, and there was obviously a trace of internal force that was different from the others.

However, the internal forces are also partially missing.

He believes that as this internal force continues to rotate in the body for a few weeks, it will inevitably complete the complete transformation, and when the time comes, use these internal forces to refine the trick points again, and believe that the purification and refining will be faster and more obvious, and then the absorbed aura, after turning in the body for a week, the lowest quality is also the third realm.

And some things are really clear after Wang Meng's breakthrough.

The ascension of the realm is to condense and purify the sun fire essence step by step, and in this process, refining the knots is very important, and their existence is like an extractor, purifying and refining the internal force.

His visualization diagram has also gone from the rising sun to the scorching sun, and the internal force in the future is basically based on killing, if he wants to heal others, he must use the internal force to cooperate with the visualization diagram and operate in reverse.

The internal force condensed together is diluted first, and then the Chaoyang purple gas in it is extracted.

At the beginning, absorbing Chaoyang Purple Qi is not only because the body can't bear it, but also because of the repair effect of Chaoyang Purple Qi, if it is only because of the body's endurance, isn't the sunset at dusk also a good choice!

Although he had broken through to the third layer, Wang Meng still did not stop, and continued to run the exercises, allowing his internal force to continue to transform.

This time is not long, just the operation of the first week after the breakthrough, so that one-tenth of his internal force is dyed with a thin layer of red, although it is not pure, but fortunately, Wang Meng's body has been washed and cut down many times, and the gap between him and others is a world of difference.

After others break through, they only dare to slowly carry the internal force, and if they can't run for a few weeks, the meridians will be tingling, sore, and distended, and they will even lead to damage to the meridians and the danger of dissipation.

Moreover, others can't get up fast even if they want to, their mental power is like a novice driving, they are not skilled at all, and they dare not and can't drive so fast.

The first is that the internal force itself is not a white rabbit and is not so obedient, and the second is that the meridians are not so strong and prone to accidents.

Wang Meng is different, his mental power has become divine consciousness, just like driving F1, racing with people who are learning to drive for the first time, that is, he is a hand-held pinch and proficient.

There is no difficulty at all.

After completely transforming an internal force and running for a week, Wang Meng stopped and began to use a part of his mind to slowly guide the operation of the internal force as before.

Slow is a little slower, but it is better to be stable and durable.

Although the internal force has shrunk very seriously, Wang Meng is very happy, his dantian will not change much for the time being, the higher the purity of the internal force, the smaller the place it occupies, and the more his strength will increase.

Although he hasn't tried it yet, Wang Meng can still feel that after entering the third layer, he is really a martial arts practitioner, and the current one, beating ten years ago, is not a problem.

Stood up, walked to Ye Ling's side, kissed his forehead lightly, and turned to leave, this room is too small to be used, he wants to go to the balcony.

But Wang Meng miscalculated, this is a personal residence, not so much a balcony, but a roof, there may be a balcony, but this one is not.

After reaching the top floor, I climbed a little more before I reached the roof.

Fortunately, the roof is also flat, and because it is not easy to come up, it is exceptionally clean, which can be regarded as a mistake.

The roof was not clean, there was a mess of everything, Wang Meng picked a place that was pleasing to the eye, and used internal force to blow a few palm winds out, blowing the dust, and the big things were kicked to the side.

Picking up the gourd on his waist, he poured a mouthful of it, and then took it in his mouth, and washed his hands, afraid that the water would splash on the meditation place he had just cleaned, and deliberately stepped aside.

Everything was ready, Wang Meng took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and then summoned the Xuanyuan Sword, although the Xuanyuan Sword of preliminary refining does not need to drip blood every day, but as long as the refining is not completed, it must continue, just intervals, and you can control it yourself.

You can think of yourself in control of the progress bar.

Thinking that he was going to practice the sword technique for a while, Wang Meng still gritted his teeth and dropped another drop of refined essence blood on the Xuanyuan Sword.

Of course, he is now a divine consciousness, and the loss is very small, after thinking about it, he still doesn't waste that white energy, it is all his blood and sweat.

Solemnly took out the imperial sword technique from the jade pendant, his eyes swept left and right, he didn't see anyone, and he didn't find anything abnormal, Wang Meng couldn't wait to open the imperial sword technique.

The familiar white cover, the familiar routine, a small white sword stabbed towards Wang Meng's eyebrows like electricity, even if he had been prepared, but when the small sword stabbed him, he still had an urge to dodge.

It's really that the sword is too much like the real thing, not only the image, but also the meaning, especially the kind of potential, which is a kind of momentum that seems to pierce the heavens and the earth, and people dare not stop it.

When the Excalibur entered the Sea of Knowledge, it immediately evolved into a scene, a villain controlling a small sword, constantly fighting with people.

And a wisp of his divine sense is in it, and he clearly feels how to refine and control the flying sword, so that the flying sword is like an arm, how to kill the enemy, how to make moves, and so on......

However, after the evolution, the small sword transformed by the sword technique did not disappear, but remained in the sea of knowledge.

Even if he had transformed into a divine sense, he still felt a little stinged by the edge of the little sword, and he suddenly thought that if his divine sense became a villain now, could he use this little sword to kill ghosts and demons.

But this thought was only a momentary thing, and he immediately looked excitedly at the Xuanyuan Sword lying on his lap.

Naturally, the sword technique included the technique of changing the size of the flying sword, and he was worried that someone would find out about testing the sword, but now this worry was gone.

At that time, looking at the villain's thoughts, the flying sword became bigger and smaller with his mind, it was really simple, but at this time, when he came here, it seemed to be stuck.

After a few experiments, he almost poked a hole in his leg, although he didn't poke it in the end, but this inevitably made him feel palpitations, and continued to practice, this place is small and not confidential, so he is tied, in case something happens again, the aftermath is also a troublesome matter.

I thought I was already a god, but it wasn't something that ordinary rookies could have, not to mention holding the flying sword, it should be quite fast, and the swordsmanship was just a breakthrough in internal force that exceeded his expectations, and it was just a temporary decision to do it.

Moreover, he originally just wanted to let the flying sword fly a few times under the wall of the balcony, which would be refreshing.

But at this time, the sword technique gave him a better way, a better choice, let him just stop, he was unwilling, and there was still a lot of time, if he didn't practice, he would do those mundane things, it was really a bit of a waste.

But what if you don't operate well and cut off your head.

After thinking for half a minute, Wang Meng didn't have a clue, but the temptation of the imperial sword was too great, he really couldn't resist it, gritted his teeth, and took the Xuanyuan sword back into his body.

Quickly went downstairs and ran to Ye Ling's room.

Shaking slightly, he woke up Ye Ling, hesitated, Wang Meng still said: "Ling'er, I have something to do, I'm going to leave now, you work hard, call and order food by yourself, the restaurant did a good job yesterday, and you just happened to be proficient in getting off the mobile phone, do you think it's okay?" ”

Originally, he had just woken up and was still a little confused, but when he heard that Wang Meng was about to leave now, Ye Ling immediately burst into tears and wanted to cry.

“……”

Looking at Ye Ling, who seemed to have been abandoned by himself, Wang Meng was also a little big, although Ye Ling and Lin E were very weak, it was obvious that Ye Ling was more sticky to Wang Meng, and she had a higher demand for Wang Meng.

After leaving for a while, it's hard to feel like that.

Looking at Ye Ling, he didn't say yes, he didn't say no, he kept looking at him, Wang Meng had a headache, the joy and excitement brought by the sword technique slowly faded, and he was thinking about whether to find an empty and unoccupied place to practice swords.

The two are still in love now, Wang Meng didn't feel that Ye Ling was clingy to anything, but had a kind of satisfaction of being needed.

"Otherwise, I won't go, and I'll accompany you again."

"I, you better go, but you have to remember, there is still me waiting for you at home......"

"Well, you're the best, baby."

Wang Meng was very happy, hugged Ye Ling's forehead, which was a mouthful of "pop", and then happily ran out like a child.

Mercedes-Benz was like an arrow from a string, galloping on the road quickly, and he already had a place in mind, that is, the training venue of Jane's Building, not very far from here, the place was big, and it was empty.

Along the way, Wang Meng didn't have any other thoughts, just tried his best to drive, after all, he was not very familiar with this car, and the difference between the left drive car and the right drive car was not small.

Yesterday he drove back very slowly, if it weren't for his keen senses and the car was a Mercedes-Benz, several subconscious actions would have caused an accident.

Thanks to his early wake-up and not much on the road, he came to the training ground without any danger, and the locked gate did not stop his footsteps.

The familiar environment did not make him feel emotional.

Running like the wind to the backyard, which is wide and sheltered by trees, it is easy for people to find it.

Glancing at the gazebo, Wang Meng still didn't go over in the end, Xuanyuan Sword didn't say that the iron was sharpened like mud, but it was not something that the wood could block, after entering the internal force, one accidentally dismantled the gazebo again, wouldn't it become black material, which made Jian Meizhi laugh for a lifetime.

Standing in the empty backyard, Wang Meng closed his eyes, took a deep breath to adjust his state, and after his mind was calm, he summoned the Xuanyuan Sword.

The summoned Xuanyuan Sword quickly became a normal size, and Wang Meng grasped it, although the Xuanyuan Sword had been preliminarily refined by Wang Meng, but in fact, the difficulty was still much higher than that of an ordinary unrefined flying sword.

Fortunately, his spiritual power has transformed into divine consciousness, and the most important thing in controlling the flying sword is divine consciousness, and he does not need much mana, mainly relying on the formation of the flying sword to automatically absorb the spiritual power in nature.

And although the internal force is much worse than the mana, Wang Meng's requirements are also low, and he doesn't want the sword to be thousands of miles, even if he flies three or five miles, he has to come back to continue his endurance, he can accept it.

In such a vast environment, Wang Meng is not ready to continue to practice the technique of flying sword contraction, and directly starts the most anticipated sword flight!

Of course, he wouldn't be so stupid and stand up directly, that kind of thing, let's wait for him to open the flying sword, and then talk about it.

Wang Meng is very self-aware, and the previous lesson has told him that he is not a real genius, and he is not that powerful.

He controlled the flying sword little by little according to the swordsmanship in the sea of knowledge, and he was not in a hurry at all, just moving ten centimeters and ten centimeters.

At this speed, even the child who has just learned to walk is faster than his flying sword.

But he was not in a hurry, he followed the instructions in the sword technique step by step, imitating little by little, and after feeling proficient, he accelerated his speed slightly, but he only changed ten centimeters to twenty centimeters, and the difference was not big.

Time passed quickly, in the blink of an eye, it was already 7 o'clock, not long after the appointment made by Liu Yi on the phone yesterday, Wang Meng could only reluctantly recall the Xuanyuan Sword that was still flying.

Speaking of which, this Liu Yi was also sick, and he called him at eight o'clock in the evening, he and Ye Ling were having a candlelight dinner at that time, and he was so angry that he wanted to scold.

Skillfully going out over the wall, Wang Meng felt that this morning was not in vain, the flying sword was already very proficient, but there was a limit to becoming bigger and smaller, and now he could only make the flying sword shrink by one-third, or make it a quarter bigger.

This is also a thing that he only discovered after slowing down, although it is controlled by divine sense, but the essence of all orders is the mana input into the sword, and his internal force is still almost.

However, Wang Meng also had to sigh that his divine sense was good, and the white energy was useless.

Well, this time, it's useless.

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