Time flies by.

Chen Zheng did not apply for a change of residence, but lived in this small courtyard.

One is that the location of the small courtyard is the most desirable, and the other is that I don't want to be laughed at because of such a trivial matter.

In this rudder stronghold, except for the head of the five-eyed lady, the sect members below still follow the method of respecting strength, and if others know that he moved on the first day of promotion, it will be even more difficult to gain a foothold.

However, out of caution, early the next morning, he took the deer leg sent by Xu Jiehu and went to visit Zhong Ming next door, and inquired by the way.

But it's a pity that the other party had a cold attitude and didn't even show his face in the house, so he gave him a closed door.

But judging from the few words of dialogue, there is nothing unusual about the other party except that his voice is a little weak.

The hot face was attached to a cold ass, and Chen Zheng couldn't do anything about it, so he had to give up.

In the following time, he quickly got used to life after the time travel, and he integrated into it.

For a few days, he lived in seclusion, except for going to the dining hall every day, he was diligently practicing the martial arts he knew in his own home.

Among them, "Shura Desperate Knife" has the fastest cultivation speed, and it is incredibly fast.

It only took two days, and after hard work, Chen Zheng was already able to completely display the thirty-three styles of this sword technique, and truly entered the room.

In the next five or six days, this knife technique became more and more proficient and sharper in his hands, and almost every day took on a new look.

That kind of speed is not enough to describe in a thousand miles in a day.

On the eighth day.

In the evening, the sun sets and the heat gradually dissipates.

After dinner, there was no sound of wind in the small courtyard, and Chen Zheng stood calmly with a rough wooden knife in his hand.

On the other side, Wu San and He Daming, who were also holding wooden knives but had a bitter face.

Wu San had a bitter face:

"Brother Zheng, why don't you forget it today? We're going to have to practice in a while. ”

Chen Zheng raised the wooden knife: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm also for the good of you two, hurry up!" ”

"That'...... All right. ”

Wu San and He Daming glanced at each other, helpless, and had to shout:

"Look at the move!"

"Drink!"

Whew!

Before the words fell, the two of them raised their knives together, and in a burst of strength, the wooden knife in their hands slashed out the sound of breaking the wind, and attacked left and right with a rather fierce momentum.

However, before the siege of the two took shape, Chen Zheng's figure stepped in with a knife, and the wooden knife in his hand roared, and swept out quickly and uncontrollably.

There were two bangs, like a plough sweeping the hole, and the wooden knives in the hands of the two people on the opposite side were violently shaken open, and they almost came out.

Before Wu San, who reacted the fastest, adjusted his posture, as soon as Chen Zheng's move changed, the wooden knife slashed down with a whistling wind like lightning.

In a hurry, Wu San could only dodge in embarrassment, but the wooden knife move that slashed down suddenly changed, swept away, and slammed it on his shoulder, sweeping it out fiercely.

On the other hand, He Daming's reaction was also very fast, taking advantage of this gap, he suddenly slashed forward, roared and exerted force, and the whole person pounced directly on Chen Zheng like a hungry tiger.

It's a pity that in an instant, Chen Zheng's moves and reactions were extremely fast.

In the face of the strong wind coming from the side, his steps slipped strangely, calmly letting go of He Daming's hungry tiger pounce, and the wooden knife in his hand was as fast as the wind, and swept past the opponent's chest at once, making him snort and retreat again and again.

After only two faces, Wu San and He Daming were defeated and retreated, and if they used a real knife, they were afraid that they would not die or be disabled.

However, this face-to-face defeat seemed to make the two unwilling, and they shouted in unison:

"Come again!"

Whew!

The figure rushed in with a strong wind, and the two of them rushed over with shouts, slashing wildly with the wooden knife in their hands, quite a bit of a chaotic fist to kill the master;

Facing this scene, Chen Zheng smiled slightly, stepped forward, pulled the big tendons, and the wooden knife in his hand burst out, the blade of the knife rubbed the air, and set off a sharp roar!

Click!

This slash was swift and unstoppable, and the wooden knife slashed by Wu San and He Daming exploded instantly, and the fragments were thrown high, and at the same time, the two people who were shocked staggered back.

"Oops......"

Wu San stopped retreating, immediately bared his teeth and grinned, and even patted his ass:

"Brother Zheng, you won't be possessed by the Sword God, how can the two of us combine to not even move through three moves!?"

He Daming on the side was also in awe and admiration:

"Brother Zheng, what you used just now is "Desperate Knife"?"

Chen Zheng was still unsatisfied, and said casually: "Yes, I just learned one and a half moves, so I asked you to try it." ”

Wu San and He Daming couldn't help but glance at each other, and a slight surprise flashed in their eyes.

The Death Knife, a top-grade killing knife technique that only high-level sects can learn, naturally knows a little bit about it.

Chen Zheng's current identity, it is not unusual to learn this knife technique.

The problem is that it only takes seven or eight days from the start of the other party's promotion, how can this knife technique be initially used in actual combat!?

According to common sense, the more sophisticated the martial arts, the more time and energy are consumed, not to mention the high-grade martial arts like "Desperate Knife"?

"Alright, let's practice this today."

However, no matter what the two of them thought, Chen Zheng put away the wooden knife with great interest:

"Go and do your own business"

Martial arts practice is personal privacy, Wu San and the two of them only thought that Chen Zheng had received some guidance from Mrs. Wumu, and they didn't dare to ask more, so they left the courtyard full of envy after answering the promise.

Chen Zheng watched the backs of the two go away, and couldn't help but shake his head:

"The strength of these two people is average, and the effect of actual combat training is still a little worse......"

In just eight days, a complete set of "Shura Desperate Knife" in his hands has gone from jerky to rough, from rough to skillful, like an arm, which is comparable to the results of one or two years of hard training by others.

This knife technique has been completely entered into the house and can be used in actual combat!

The victory just now was very neat, and he didn't even exert the true power of "Shura Desperate Knife", but he easily defeated the two of them with the first few styles.

It is also because Wu San and He Daming have just practiced their bones, and their cultivation is not to mention that they are a step behind him, and their martial arts and actual combat level are also common, so they naturally have no way to resist.

But anyway, after learning "Shura Desperate Knife", he has already made great progress in strength, and he finally has some confidence in this ghost place!

Didn't get complacent for too long.

Chen Zheng returned to the house, took out the "Tianmu Alchemy", and frowned:

"Not to mention the Shura Desperate Sword, there has also been progress in the eighteen forms of refining power, but the progress of this secret technique makes people a little worried......

In eight days, not to mention the rocket speed of the "Shura Desperate Knife", the residual medicinal effect of the Dragon Tiger Zhuangli Pill continued to exert itself, and his muscles and bones were strengthened by a little more under his hard training these days.

Only in this book "Tianmu Alchemy", the cultivation progress can be described as pitiful.

For a few days, meditate for no less than two hours a day.

But until now, he has not been able to enter a meditative state that is easy to settle into for a long time.

And in the middle of the night in the past few days, the nightmare of falling into the endless dark deep sea and having countless eyes peeping has appeared twice again.

If it weren't for the fact that the Emperor Jade radiated divine light at the end, breaking through the darkness and bringing him back to consciousness, he couldn't imagine what kind of effect the nightmare would have had on his spirit.

"It can't go on like this, even if there is the protection of the Emperor Jade, we can't sit back and watch this situation continue to develop."

The nightmare of the deep sea obviously shows the impact of the evil eye on the brain, and urgency rises in Chen Zheng's heart:

"The difficulty of cultivating this Heavenly Eye Alchemy Technique seems to be greater than that of the Shura Desperate Sword. The best way to master it as soon as possible is to seal it and turn it into a skill book! ”

"There are also eighteen forms of refining power, if they are copied into a book and studied after the seal, the efficiency of cultivation should be much faster than now!"

"It's the ...... of heaven"

Heavenly power comes from enshrinement. Based on his current judgment, the Emperor Jade only recognizes items with a certain value as enshrinements, such as high-grade elixirs and weapons.

And the reason why cheats can't do it should be because the carrier that carries it is just ordinary paper.

After all, the cheats can be copied casually, and if they can also be worshipped, he will copy thousands of copies by himself, won't it become a card bug?

"Enshrinement, Heavenly Skill...... Where do you go to get it? ”

Chen Zheng's brain couldn't help but spin rapidly.