Zhang Xiaojian quickly rushed to the shore of the cold current of the black tide, sat down quickly, and tried his best to temper his seventh steel muscle.

It's a pity that the sky is not beautiful!

Zhang Xiaojian only practiced for 1 hour this time, and then he was dragged away by Wang Baobao again.

After waiting for another 3 hours, Zhang Xiaojian rushed to the shore like a tiger and a wolf again.

This time I was a little lucky, I practiced for 2 hours, and then I was dragged away by Wang Baobao again.

So many times or four times, Zhang Xiaojian's ruthlessness was stimulated!

"Horse eggs!"

"I don't believe it!"

"Lao Tzu, I'm just going to temper the eighth steel muscle today!"

Zhang Xiaojian roared and roared, holding back a fire in his heart!

Today, if he doesn't successfully temper this seventh steel muscle, he won't leave!

God, I'm telling you, don't bully young people into poverty!

Anyway, he can temper 10% in an hour, and he doesn't believe that God won't even give him these 10 hours!

It was as if the heavens felt Xiaojian's voice and took pity on him, so the next time was all the time of the Black Tide Cold Snap riot!

"Boom!!"

"Boom!!"

The Kuroshio cold snap has been rioting for 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, and it still hasn't stopped to subside.

The fire in Zhang Xiaojian's heart was extinguished alive!

Zhang Xiaojian's face turned green, and he didn't dare to shout anymore: "God, God, are you okay?" ”

"I'm your grandson, I really don't dare to go against you!"

"You can be quiet a little bit, let me practice, okay, I'll only need 10 hours ......"

God waited until the next morning to hear Xiao Jian's heart, which slowly calmed down the cold current of the black tide.

Zhang Xiaojian opened his eyes in a daze, and as soon as he saw the cold current of the black tide quieting down, he immediately hurriedly woke up Wang Baobao, who was still asleep, tied himself to the rope of the snow storm bear, and pulled himself up to cultivate.

On this day, Zhang Xiaojian's luck was very good, he practiced for six hours, and successfully quenched the seventh layer of iron flesh, and the black tide and cold snap did not break out.

Zhang Xiaojian came back and ate a little bit with Wang Baobao, rested for a while, and then prepared to continue refining the eighth layer of iron meat.

Thanks to the blessing of the king's baby, he didn't have to gnaw on the hard dry food at noon, and ate a warm meal.

Zhang Xiaojian watched with envy as Wang Baobao took out a large cauldron from the storage shell [Chengxi Bei], some pots and pans, some ingredients, and a piece of fresh demon meat that was still dripping with blood.

This is the magic of the storage shell, the time and space inside seem to stand still.

What it looked like before it was put in, it will look like when it comes out.

However, only dead things can be stored, and living things cannot be entered.

The first time Zhang Xiaojian saw the storage shell was in the hands of Princess Zhen Xiang of Taiping, but unfortunately this woman didn't show it to him, so he could only see a simple appearance, and then he saw the real object in Jiang Henian's hand and held it in his hand.

It's a pity that Jiang Henian didn't give it to him, the reason is very simple, Zhang Xiaojian's strength is too low now.

The storage shell is just like the fifth-grade and sixth-grade armor he gave to Xiaojian before, the temptation is too high!

It is too easy to lead people to sin.

Xiaojian's strength can't match now, and giving it to him will only bring him trouble.

Moreover, Jiang Henian advocates a point of hard work and a point of harvest, and it is not a good thing to give Zhang Xiaojian too many things in advance.

As for Wang Baobao and Zhen Xiang, Zhang Xiaojian heard Jiang Henian say that the two of them have always been secretly protected by family members behind them, so there is generally nothing to do.

"Wang Baobao, how big is your storage shell?" Zhang Xiaojian said curiously.

There is a teaching in the classroom, and the storage shells are divided into Chengxi shells, covered river shells, and lake shells according to the size of the capacity, from low to high.

It is said that there are higher-level storage shells above, but no one on the Yan Terran side has ever seen it, so it is not clear.

"About the size of a football field." Wang Baobao thought for a while and said.

"Wow, that's big?" Zhang Xiaojian was shocked.

The size of the standard 11 football pitch is 68 meters× 105 meters, and the area is 7140 square meters, so there is so much to fit in it!

If he was given it, he would be able to fit many, many demon beasts.

"Yes, Chengxi Chengxi, that is, this shell can probably carry the capacity of a stream."

"My mother saw that it was a bit hard for me to carry the cauldron all the time, so she gave me this shell." Wang Baobao said.

…… I'm also working hard, can you also ask my aunt to give me a storage shell?

Xiao Jian thought about it but didn't say anything, because he felt that he was completely thinking about fart!

……

After eating and drinking, Zhang Xiaojian began to cultivate again.

After the seventh iron flesh was tempered, Zhang Xiaojian stood on the shore of the cold current of the Black Tide and had a little resistance.

After taking Diyang Pill, in addition to his chest, his limbs also began to feel warm.

He no longer shivered while cultivating like before, and with two shiny ice ridges hanging from his nose, he looked like a snowman.

Quenching to the eighth layer of iron flesh, the system needs to quench enough 8 million Q coins, which is 8 million merit points!

With such an expensive price, except for the top rich second generation like Wang Baobao, ordinary people really can't afford to cultivate.

Also when it came to the eighth layer of iron, Zhang Xiaojian also deeply felt that the speed of system refining had slowed down.

The quenching speed of the seventh iron is 10% in 1 hour, but in the same position, the quenching speed of the eighth iron is 2% in 1 hour!

That's a five-fold drop!

This really made Zhang Xiaojian a little uncomfortable!

But forget it, it's still very fast for everyone else.

So in the next few days, Zhang Xiaojian was the same as the first day before, sitting frantically by the dark and terrifying river, cultivating frantically.

In order not to let himself think too much, Zhang Xiaojian turned his back to the cold current of the Black Tide and did not let the black river interfere with his cultivation.

In this way, Zhang Xiaojian's cultivation in a race against time again and again, and on the way back by Wang Baobao again and again, Zhang Xiaojian's eighth iron meat process was rapidly upgraded.

In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.

98%…… 99%…… 100%！

Xiaojian successfully quenched the eighth layer of iron flesh and entered the ninth layer!

In the past few days, the cold snap of the Black Tide has really rioted, causing Xiao Jian to spend some more time.

Entering the ninth layer, after Zhang Xiaojian stimulated his iron flesh, the muscles on his body immediately expanded even more again, and one after another strong muscles were like old tree roots, knotting on his body one by one!

Zhang Xiaojian has a strong perception, and now his physical strength alone is only afraid that it is already comparable to his spiritual skill cannon fist!

"But ......"

"It's a little ugly!"

Zhang Xiaojian looked at the reflection on the glacier and was a little embarrassed.

The muscles swelled, but the bones didn't grow, resulting in what looked like a muscle monster with a bit of a bloated body.

The eighth iron flesh was successfully tempered, and as soon as Zhang Xiaojian was stimulated at this time, his body was just like those bodybuilders, and his muscle groups were very exaggerated, attracting people's attention.

It's just that Mr. Bodybuilder's muscles are piled up by muscle powder, and he is not really powerful, and Xiaojian is not.

His muscles are real muscles, hard as steel!

If the nine-fold copper skin is successfully cultivated, Zhang Xiaojian will be able to physically block the pistol bullets.

Nowadays, Yae Iron Meat is no problem when it is an ordinary rifle or submachine gun.

"Ugly is ugly, strength is more important!"

"And it's good that you can usually put it away, so you don't have to keep on with these terrible muscles."

After successfully refining to the eighth layer of iron meat, the next difficulty encountered by Zhang Xiaojian came again.

At this time, he stood on the shore of the cold current of the Black Current, and the system was tempered for an hour, and the tempering speed really dropped again, and there were only five thousandths left!

This speed is really too slow, I don't know how to cultivate until the Year of the Monkey!

So Zhang Xiaojian knew that she had to try to enter the cold current of the Black Tide!

Otherwise, the refining of the ninth iron flesh is too slow and too slow!

Now the time has come to January 8th, and there is only one month left before the Chinese New Year.

Promoted to the third rank of martial arts, and then had a happy year!

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