Xia Ze was in the meditation room, meditating cross-legged, and meditated until the next morning.

After a night of breathing and recuperation, he reluctantly put his disordered qi phase back into place little by little. He gradually figured out why he had lost his sense of pain last night.

Presumably, in that illusion, he was constantly beaten by the martial arts boy, and the martial arts physique's tolerance for pain exceeded his limit.

This also has some advantages, if he fights with others in the future, the ordinary pain will not affect his mind at all, so that he can use 100% of his strength.

In addition, Xia Ze's own fist intent, after last night's battle, really condensed a little more, it is the kind of murderous fist intent that has really been polished after nine deaths and a lifetime.

It seemed that there were some signs of breaking through the realm, but they were forcibly suppressed by him.

This exercise of the soul and body is not an overnight thing, and he vaguely feels in his heart that it may not be enough to break through the realm like this.

The young man Wufu, when he killed him, he didn't use his cultivation to bully him at all, and even forcibly suppressed his cultivation to the level of him.

Even so, just the terrifying martial arts physique that has been trained to the sky can beat him to the death.

It wasn't until today that Xia Ze knew that his previous understanding of the path of pure martial arts was too superficial.

The strength of pure martial arts does not completely depend on the profundity of boxing and the thickness of martial arts. Pure two words, pay attention to single-mindedness, pay attention to perseverance.

Walking, working, and even breathing are tempering.

If he hadn't gone through the battle tonight, one day he would have been complacent, self-appreciative, and then stagnant.

There is no end to martial arts, the sky is a hundred feet high, I am one zhang higher than him, the ground is a hundred feet thick, and I punch a big earthquake

It seems that from today onwards, he will have to focus more on his muscles.

He walked out of the meditation room, and the two door gods summoned by the talisman paper were meticulously guarding outside the door, and when they saw him, they saluted together.

As soon as Xia Ze raised his hand, the two door gods flew back into the talisman.

This kind of golden talisman is extremely laborious when drawing talismans, and the advantage is that one talisman can be used no less than five times, so it is still worth the money.

In fact, Li Mifang came again at night, but when he saw the two door gods at the door, he walked away again.

When he came to the dining hall, he found that the dart masters and merchants who left yesterday had actually returned here.

Breakfast is pickled vegetables from cooked vegetables grown in the courtyard, and there is also a pot of corn paste with a unique flavor, and a few small novices are busy preparing dishes and chopsticks and distributing meals.

The eldest little novice, when he saw Xia Ze, folded his hands and smiled slightly, Xia Ze smiled and nodded in return.

Sure enough, when Xia Ze's rice was served, the bowl was full of thick corn paste.

"Senior Lu, Aunt Qing, why did they get up again?" Xia Ze drank the porridge and asked puzzled.

Lu Yixiang sighed: "Yesterday they went down the mountain overnight, thinking that they could return to Yuqiao Town as soon as possible, but this way down, like a ghost hitting the wall, walking and stopping, going back and forth, just can't go out, fortunately, there is a rough ventilation dart master, found out some flaws in this big array, and then touched back to Taoxi Temple."

In front of Liu Qingya, there was a bowl of water, and as an earth spirit, she didn't need to ingest human food. I saw her face solemn and said: "Xia Gongzi, the current form is probably more severe than we thought, this tiger demon, being able to use this little peerless supernatural power, obviously has successfully broken through the realm, but it takes time to gradually adapt."

"At the moment, let's be careful, this tiger demon is extremely cunning, saying that it will return in three days, who knows if it will secretly catch us off guard. Coupled with the speed with which he broke through the realm, it greatly exceeded our expectations. Lu Yixiang reminded.

He glanced at Xia Ze, his face was full of tiredness, but in the Qi Mansion, there was peace, or rather, the gods and demons seemed to be frightened by something and cowered.

"Boy, you are angry?" He tried to ask.

Xia Ze made a silent gesture, and then stretched out his hand under the table, spread his hand, and a handful of talismans fell into the palm of his hand.

"Seniors, these talismans, I spent a lot of money before, looking for a capable person to draw for me, there is the effect of warding off evil spirits in the town, and I will bother the seniors to distribute them, these few heavy colors, I have to work hard seniors, find a few hidden corners that no one has, and secretly paste them on the beams of the house."

Lu Yixiang took the talisman, and a spiritual power that was as strong as a moist mist rushed to his face.

"Boy, don't you really feel distressed? That's a lot of money, isn't it? Lu Yixiang gasped.

Xia Ze rolled his eyes: "I didn't say I don't want money, seniors, you send it, if they want it, they can spend money to buy it, it doesn't matter if they don't want to buy it, if it is kept properly, and then I don't want it, I Xia Ze will return the original price."

He stretched out a slap: "One by one, I will be stunned by the money, Senior Lu, you and I will be divided into fifty and fifty, how about it?"

Lu Yixiang was overjoyed and said, "Deal."

After breakfast, Xia Ze took He Xu back to the room.

"He Xu, it's okay to walk around outside these days, and this talisman will be left for you to defend yourself." Xia Ze pasted three golden talismans on He Xu's body.

"Xia Ze, where are you going?" He Xu blinked his eyes and asked puzzled.

Xia Ze shook his head: "I'm not going anywhere, but you may not be able to see me, but don't worry, I'm just trying to break through the realm."

"If you're bored, just read this book in this room."

Xia Ze took out a book from the square inch, He Xu took it and looked at it, on the cover of the book, there were five golden characters: Dapin Tianxian Jue.

"And how long will it take you to get back?" He Xu asked eagerly.

Xia Ze thought for a while and said frankly: "I don't know, but I promise that I will definitely come back as soon as possible."

He Xu nodded.

Xia Ze walked up to the picture scroll, the martial arts boy, standing on the top of the mountain, standing still.

It's like waiting for something.

Xia Ze swallowed his saliva, and the memories of being flattened yesterday came to his heart. Even after so many days, the suffocating feeling of life hanging by a thread and painful soul is vivid.

In the end, he couldn't resist the timidity in his heart, and he pasted dozens of talismans at the bottom of the pressure box on his body in a row.

As soon as his hand was raised, the sword from the fire was held in his hand.

Don't let me use square inches, right, that's okay, Lao Tzu prepared it in advance, and if you have the ability, you will stand still and let me cut twenty or thirty swords, and I will admit that you are really a good man.

The martial arts boy in the painting scroll seemed to hear Xia Ze's heartfelt words, raised his head on the top of the mountain, and smiled gloomily at Xia Ze outside the painting.

Xia Ze was so frightened by this sudden picture that he screamed in fright, and accidentally fell.

He was covered in sweat and muttered to himself, "Grandma, this trip is dangerous."

Fortunately, in the end, he overcame the fear in his heart, and this time he was no longer stingy, and directly put a mango seed coin into the picture scroll.

The light flashed, and Xia Ze's figure did not enter the painting.

He Xu was shocked, ran forward, and rubbed his eyes.

On that painting, Xia Ze was being beaten hundreds of feet away by the martial arts boy with one punch.