The Oriental people suffered a loss, and they realized it in hindsight - in the evening, they learned that Zhao Jingyang had slaughtered Feng Jingyao and swallowed Feng Jingyao's territory in one bite.

This news was handed over by Lu Yi.

The old devil at the mouth of the well and the incense from Yamaguchi are speechless and choked; Zhao Jingyang ran to Hongkou to make a fuss, causing them to shrink their attention, so that the matter of the French Concession's change of the Great King Banner was only known after a long time.

"Zhao Jingyang must die!"

The old devil couldn't hold back.

Kako Yamaguchi's face is not very good-looking. She has worked hard in the past few months, and even did not hesitate to use the board of directors of the Ministry of Industry as bait to try her best to win over Feng Jingyao, and she saw that she had succeeded; Unexpectedly, Feng Jingyao died at this time!

After a few months of hard work, it was all in vain.

It's Zhao Jingyang again!

"I still underestimated Zhao Jingyang's courage." Kako Yamaguchi took a deep breath: "I thought that Zhao Jingyang would have some scruples about the white skins, at least not for a short time."

said: "According to the information I received earlier, Zhao Jingyang and the white skins reached some kind of compromise - because of the smoke. Now it seems, I was wrong. He has no scruples about the whiteskins."

"There's no room for someone like him in this world."

"But Jingguchi-kun, it is not easy to kill Zhao Jingyang, no matter how cautious you are; If you fail, the consequences are unpredictable. This matter still needs to be taken slowly, step by step."

Her mind turned, and she said, "Zhao Jingyang swallowed Feng Jingyao's forces, and the whiteskins must be very angry; We can push the white skin against him, so that his attention is taken away from us."

...

Ming Lou understood Ming Jing's worries and said, "Eldest sister, if this Zhao Jingyang is like what you said, then you really have to be on guard."

"Still." He said, "He's been handed over all the posts, so you can't ignore him. I'm afraid this kind of person is not a reasonable person, you ignore him, you annoy him, and you have no revenge."

Spiegel worried, "That's what I'm worried about."

He sighed, "It's really hard to deal with this kind of person."

Spiegel smiled, "After all, Shanghai Beach is not a completely chaotic place, he can't mess with us in broad daylight, right? Our Ming family is not vegetarian, aren't we?"

"So, sister, I'll go with you tomorrow."

Spiegel frowned, "You just got a job at City Hall..."

"It's fine." Minglou said, "I said that I would go to work within three days, not half a day."

Spiegel hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."

He said, "I'll call my friends later... Hopefully things won't be too bad."

...

In the study, Zhao Jingyang was sitting solemnly, his eyes closed, his face was as red as blood; The whole person is like a huge furnace, the huge heat rushes, distorting the air, the sunset outside the window shines in, and the study is like a dream.

Just a few minutes ago, Zhao Jingyang suddenly felt in his heart, that is, the dragon chanting and tiger roaring method has been completed, and the internal organs have been tempered to perfection!

At this time, he is urging all kinds of mysteries to vibrate the internal organs, run qi and blood, communicate with the internal and external muscles, bones, skin and flesh, and the qi and blood reach the ends of the hair, so that the flesh shell must be completely cultivated and rounded.

With the operation of all kinds of methods, the qi and blood in the body are like the Yangtze River, mighty and mighty, stirring up bursts of waves like sounds; The viscera squirms, the muscles and bones crackle, the muscles and skin roll like a dragon, and the hair stands up; For a moment, the sitting figure swelled up and shattered his clothes, like a little giant!

….

The heat intensified, so that the books on the desk gradually became charred, as if they had been roasted by fire; The chair on which he sat creaked and creaked, as if it could not bear his weight; The paint on the chairs was melted, and the dots converged and fell.

Suddenly, the heat dissipated, Zhao Jingyang's face faded like a red tide of blood, his skin became as crystal clear as jade, and his hair was as quiet as ink, as if covered with a layer of surging brilliance!

When I opened my eyes, I could see that two rays of light burst out, and the dim room in the evening seemed to be a thunderbolt and shining.

After a while, the vision on his body was able to return to normal.

"It's finished."

Feeling the qi and blood surging in his body like the Yangtze River, and feeling the powerful power that is ready to move in his solid body, Zhao Jingyang is sincerely happy in his heart.

After more than a year, the muscles, bones, skin, flesh, and viscera, and the flesh shell are finally complete.

At this point, Zhao Jingyang has reached the limit of ordinary people. One step further, it is to enter the marrow of fist intent, achieve martial saint, and be extraordinary!

He felt the slightest changes in his body, even the flow of every wisp of qi and blood, the tremor of every inch of muscles, and all the linkages of all parts of his body.

The meat shell seems to have been forged countless times and turned into a ball, which is gradually condensed, and each part is inseparable from each other, and the yuan is as good as it gets.

"The next thing is to refine the fist intent, and the wind and thunder will wash the marrow..."

While talking to himself, the scriptures of the Wind and Thunder Washing the Pulp Sutra slowly flowed through his mind.

An ordinary and resolute, but tolerant of fierce ferocity, tearing apart all obstacles, never giving up, and moving forward bravely, Zhao Jingyang's narrow eyes opened open, and he was full of light.

It's just fist intent, Zhao Jingyang has already practiced in the endless darkness.

It is not the five elements of yin and yang, nor is it any wind and thunder, nor is it any love and hatred, but in the despair of dark detention, the most enthusiastic, fierce, and ordinary survival and survival burst out, not giving up, not bowing down, like the only flame that is brave and not extinguished in the endless darkness!

This is Zhao Jingyang's fist intent.

It is the most fundamental expression of the depths of his soul.

To achieve a martial saint, fist intent is the key. If you can't practice your fist intent, the martial saint is vain.

The key to the last level of cultivation before this martial saint is to enter the essence of the fist. The medulla, not only the bone marrow and spinal marrow, but also the brain.

So this step is extremely dangerous.

Especially at this step of fist intent, if you are not careful, you will train yourself to become an idiot and a vegetative person.

What is even more dangerous is that if you want to achieve a martial saint, manifest your fist intent, and interfere with the material world, you need to introduce the spirit of heaven and earth at the critical moment when your fist intent enters your brain, and fuse it with your fist intent.

The last step of the Wind and Thunder Purifying Sutra is to attract thunder in the wind, collect the wind with the true intention of the dragon and the tiger, and then melt into the fist intent, so that the fist intent can manifest and interfere with the matter, so as to achieve the realm of transcendence.

The starting point starts from the bone marrow, and then spreads to the spinal marrow, and the bone marrow spinal marrow is like frost and mercury, beyond the original essence, and then in turn completes the whole body transfusion.

That is, the kung fu of washing the marrow and exchanging blood.

The blood of a man is made of the spinal marrow; Complete the marrow training, make the bone marrow beyond ordinary people, and then brew far beyond ordinary people's blood; This kind of blood, with great strength, contains higher quality qi and blood, which can push the already cultivated near-perfect flesh shell one step further and achieve true fullness.

Washing the marrow and changing the blood, and finally the fist will enter the brain.

Reminiscing about the method of washing the marrow meridian with wind and thunder, Zhao Jingyang gathered his fist intent, concentrated, and felt the last bit of the Nine Aperture Golden Pill in the depths of his heart, and then went all out to carry the qi and blood, and completely smashed this Nine Aperture Golden Pill, and then wrapped the last core of this Jin Dan with his fist intent, and it was divided into four, and instantly rushed into the bones of his limbs!

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