readx; Zhuo Yun sat up from the ground, looked at the note in his hand, smiled bitterly, folded the note and put it in his arms, and prepared to go back to collect it, after all, this was the first letter that his cheap teacher gave him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Zhuo Yun tidied up, and then meditated to restore the empty milky white gas in his body. Time passed, the sun was already hanging high, and Zhuo Yun also got up from meditation. After some cultivation, Zhuo Yun's spirit was very full at this time, Zhuo Yun clenched his fists, feeling that he could kill a tiger.

Zhuo Yun got up first and walked to the Ice Blue Python sandbag. There is a difference between the current Ice Blue Python sandbag and the appearance of half a year ago, that is, the original bright Ice Blue Python sandbag has been a little dim after Zhuo Yun's blow for half a year, and it is only a little. Chen Lao said that when he can break the ice blue python sandbag with one punch, when can he stop, obviously the current Zhuo Yun can't do it.

"I don't know, if you can talk about breaking it by practicing Shenglong Fist to the first stage. Zhuo Yun looked at the ice blue python sandbag in front of him, and muttered to himself with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

After Zhuo Yun finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the open space, where did a horse step go, and after a while, Zhuo Yuan couldn't support it, after all, his weight was no longer the original one hundred kilograms, but increased to four hundred kilograms. The legs that used to be able to support their own weight are now more than enough and not enough. Zhuo Yun thought, if he can't even stand on the most basic horse steps, how can he practice Shenlong Fist? So the next Zhuo Yun hovered between the horse step and the fall.

Time passed quickly, the sky had darkened, and in the open space behind the Zhuo family, there was a young man with a horse, at this time the young man's legs were trembling slightly, but the young man was still standing and holding on.

After a cup of tea, the young man fell to the ground, but there was a smile on the young man's young face.

"This afternoon's horse steps are really not in vain, it seems that you can practice Shenlong Fist tomorrow. "Isn't the young man who spoke Zhuo Yun who practiced Zama walking in the back mountain before?

Zhuo Yun carried a three-nine stick on his back, Zama step, fell, recovered his strength, recovered his physical strength, fell, Zama step, just like this, Zhuo Yun went through an afternoon of extreme training and got the harvest. Zhuo Yun has already met the basic requirements for practicing Shenlong Fist.

If others knew that Zhuo Yun had been riding in the back mountain for an afternoon and had achieved results, he would definitely be scolded for being a madman and a pervert. Because Zhuo Yun is too tenacious, and his talent is amazing. An afternoon's horse steps are worth the results of an ordinary person's month. How can such a person not be called a pervert, a madman.

Just when Zhuo Yun was recovering his strength, Zhuo Yun's waist suddenly emitted a light yellow light, Zhuo Yun felt all this, looked at the source of the light, and immediately smiled bitterly: "No, isn't this forcing me to take a bath?"

The pale yellow light was the belt that Zhuo Yun had tied around his waist. At this point, there is a state of relaxation. Seeing this, Zhuo Yun hurriedly got up and ran towards his home, because there was only one hour left, and he was still some distance away from Zhuo's house. If Zhuo Yun hadn't been in such a hurry before, he still had a 300-pound 39 stick on his back now. When Zhuo Yun ran to the house, he was already sweating profusely, Zhuo Yun put the 39 sticks aside, prepared a large wooden bucket of water, and then took off his clothes and jumped into the bucket.

"Whew~ It's so comfortable" Zhuo Yuan, who was soaked in the water, felt the coolness brought by the water, and couldn't help moaning.

Just as Zhuo Yun was squinting his eyes and enjoying it, a voice came from outside Zhuo Yun's door.

"Zhuo Yun, are you back?"

Zhuo Yun, who was squinting and enjoying himself, heard someone shouting for him, and his pupils suddenly shrank. looked at the belt on his own and the 39 stick on the side, blamed himself in his heart, and secretly slapped his thigh. How could he be so careless, he forgot that he was not the only one in the family, but also Zhuo Jin.

Zhuo Yun was not afraid of Zhuo Jin entering his house, because Zhuo Jin had never come in. But if Zhuo Jin was practicing martial arts in the courtyard just now, wouldn't his secrets be revealed in front of others?

Zhuo Yun's thoughts spun rapidly for a moment,

Then he shouted to the door: "Ah, Zhuo Jin, I'm taking a shower, what's the matter with you?"

"It's nothing, I just felt that a figure came into the house, I don't know if it's you, so I came over to take a look, since it's confirmed that it's you, then I'll go back." Zhuo Jin outside the door shouted.

"Alright, you should rest early. Zhuo Yun heard Zhuo Jin's footsteps leaving the door gradually quieter, and he couldn't help wiping his cold sweat, although Zhuo Jin had never entered his own house usually, but if Zhuo Jin came in today, it would not be easy.

After Zhuo Jin knocked on the door, Zhuo Yun was not in the mood to take a bath again. Zhuo Yun came out of the barrel and wiped his body, looking at the three nine sticks on the side, and suddenly felt a sense of annoyance in his heart.

"When the old man comes back, I want to ask him for a way to crack this belt, this feeling of being controlled by others is really unpleasant!" Zhuo Yun put on his robe and inserted the three nine sticks into his belt, and the belt gradually tightened. Suddenly, Zhuo Yun felt a sense of pressure, and couldn't help but snort.

"It's still comfortable when you take off the three-nine sticks. Just when Zhuo Yun was feeling the pressure, he also thought in his heart that what happened just now was too sudden, and he didn't even experience the feeling of relaxation.

Zhuo Yun came to the edge of the bed and sat down, preparing for meditation. Soon Zhuo Yun entered the state of cultivation, Zhuo Yun looked inwardly at his dantian, and when Zhuo Yun saw the eight drops of milky white liquid and the black spiral nest, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up. He secretly said in his heart: "Who would have thought that I, Zhuo Yun, would be able to cultivate, and my cultivation talent would be several times higher than that of ordinary people. Half a year, half a year away, I'll make those of you who once looked down on me and laughed at me stunned, even paid the price!"

There was no word for the night, and soon it was about to dawn, but the sun had not yet risen. At this time, Zhuo Yun's door was gently pushed open, and a head poked out of Zhuo Yun's room, looked around, and then quickly ran towards the door, this figure's movement looked sneaky. It wasn't until this figure ran to the back mountain of the Zhuo family that it stopped.

The figure wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with his cuffs, gasped and said, "What's going on, it's actually sneaky in your own home." ”

Isn't this figure Zhuo Yun? The reason why Zhuo Yun wanted to sneakily run out of the house was precisely because he was afraid of being discovered by Zhuo Jin. Zhuo Yun himself is carrying a three-nine stick, if Zhuo Jin sees it, it will be okay, so Zhuo Yun thought about it last night, he will come out early this morning, if it is the same as usual, it will be bad if he and Zhuo Jin get up to cultivate. When Zhuo Yun thought about this, he also secretly blamed Chen Lao for not thinking about things well.

After Zhuo Yun finished speaking, he began to recover his strength, and Zhuo Yun stood up with a cup of tea and ran towards the bottom of the mountain. I started the morning running practice.

Just when the sun was shining, Zhuo Yun, who was already exhausted, stopped running and practicing all morning. Zhuo Yun sat up cross-legged on the ground, feeling the milky white gas around his body to restore his empty dantian. Half an hour later, the milky white gas around Zhuo Yun's body slowly dispersed, Zhuo Yun looked inward at his dantian, at this time Zhuo Yun's dantian was surrounded by milky white gas, but the milky white gas was very thin, and there was still a short distance from reaching the next stage. Because the concentration of milky white gas in Zhuo Yun's dantian is only one-fifth of the next stage, but it is much higher than the concentration of milky white gas when he just entered the eighth-stage gas whirlpool, and Zhuo Yun is also very satisfied with this progress.

At this time, Zhuo Yun opened his clear eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly and said, "It seems that you can enter the ninth stage in two months." I'm really looking forward to the feeling of entering the spiritual realm. ”

Suddenly, just as Zhuo Yun finished speaking, Zhuo Yun asked a wisp of aroma. A touch of joy flashed in Zhuo Yun's eyes, because this taste Zhuo Yun was very familiar.

(Brothers!"The Wind Rises" is already 349th on the click list of Fantasy Week!Everyone work hard, let the number of clicks go up, and strive to reach 300 today!Let's work together!)