Su Zimu couldn't help but be afraid for a while, but he was relieved when he thought about it.

Cultivating bamboo is to go against the sky, and other monks either have the support of the same path, or have a complete mental method, so they can naturally follow the steps step by step and step by step.

And what about him?

The orthodox five-tone forging body strengthens itself with high-frequency vibrations, but what he got was an improved version of the Heavenly Tribulation that the Demon Lord had created on a whim.

First, there was the Demon Monarch who ignored the violent reform of the exercises, and then there was Su Zimu's ignorance and fearlessness to strengthen indiscriminately, that is, he was lucky, so he picked up a small life, otherwise there would be no place to cry out for injustice when he went to the underworld.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, looking at the cultivation world, someone like him who dared to attack the heart just after knowing how to strengthen the body, really couldn't find a second one.

How many jars of fake wine did you have to drink to do such a stupid thing?

As the old saying goes, a person's height is not in how long his strengths are, but in how short his weaknesses are!

Other organs have been strengthened, but the heart is left alone, isn't this the biggest shortcoming and weakness?

Strictly speaking, Su Zimu has only traveled a little more than a day, and he doesn't have too much obsession with cultivation, but the current situation and situation force him to work hard.

A little more strength, a little more hope for survival!

People die and birds face upward, immortal for thousands of years, fight!

Su Zimu made up his mind, but he didn't dare to act rashly, he gave up the idea of overall strengthening, and prepared to divide the heart into several parts and strengthen them separately with a weaker current.

If some of the heart muscle is stiff, it will return to normal with the help of other normal heart muscles.

But when it came to the end, he hesitated again: he couldn't take risks, in case of another problem, he might not be so lucky!

In order to avoid becoming the first traverser to play himself to death, Su Zimu decisively gave up.

After thinking about it for a moment, he came up with the idea of compressing his heart with his chest muscles to restore his heartbeat.

But after trying several times, it didn't work as well as it should.

The new protocol is stillborn

Or do you stimulate the musculoskeletal muscles near the heart to achieve the purpose of strengthening in an indirect way?

This time it worked, but the problem was that the effect was very limited.

Su Zimu was a little embarrassed, he always believed that the heart could be strengthened, but he didn't find the right way...... By the way, the heartbeat is controlled by bioelectricity, in this case, can the current from the center of the eyebrows be added at the moment when the bioelectricity works?

The more he thought about it, the more feasible it became, he immediately meditated and calmed down, concentrated all his thoughts on his heart, and clearly felt his heartbeat, every contraction and relaxation of the ventricles and atria was reflected in his mind like a movie.

That's a special kind of rhythm!

Su Zimu couldn't tell what it was like, he felt that he wanted to find something, and he used his feelings to send a faint electric current into his heart.

The heart immediately fluttered abnormally, and after a short loss of control, the heart muscle suddenly contracted heavily, and returned to normal on its own.

It worked!

Su Zimu almost jumped up, slightly adjusted the timing of the current cut, and continued to die frantically on the verge of death.

After several fine-tunings, the most suitable entry point was finally found, and the heart continued to strengthen under the action of electric current.

Su Zimu grinned and laughed silently.

I'm such a genius!

Tactical backlash.

The fly in the ointment is that no one shares such an important moment.

Striking while the iron is hot, he also wants to take the last high ground of the brain, but when the current is close to the brain, it will automatically drill into the center of the eyebrows, and he will not listen to the call at all.

Before he could find a way, there was a rooster crowing outside the house, and it was almost dawn.

Su Zimu sighed helplessly, and secretly thought: Forget it, the Heavenly Dao is fifty, the Great Yan is forty-nine, the Heavenly Dao is not perfect, and the exercises are a little lacking.

That is, no one found out about this scene, and if there were other monks watching the whole process, they would be stunned - this is a forging body, and suicide is almost the same!

Su Zimu felt good about himself, and took out a short blade and poked his arm, his skin blocked the blade, leaving no traces.

With a little more effort, it's still the same result.

He suddenly showed a bright smile: the person before said that he was a solid second-order, but he didn't know what rank it was now.

The sky is getting brighter, and the top priority is to leave Anping County as soon as possible.

Su Zimu already had a belly case, he turned over and jumped off the beam, straightened the overturned table, shook off his backpack, and put the guy who had just eaten on the table.

Come on, live!

skillfully made the powder and adjusted Zhu, lightly swept the moth eyebrows, pulled out the wig and put it on his head, wore a customized costume and long skirt, a good handsome guy, and turned into a charming beauty in a blink of an eye.

It's really a blink of an eye, and the old hen turns into a duck.

The cross-dressing boss is so arrogant!

To make a point, Su Zimu has never been a women's clothing boss, let alone any psychological problems, but a cross-dressing anchor!

To put it simply, it is to imitate superstar celebrities or anime characters through proper dressing and makeup, which can be male or female, old or young, and there is a fundamental difference from male and female clothing.

In terms of level, women's clothing is just a younger brother.

It's just that there are only women's clothes in the backpack, and women's clothes are more deceptive, and the possibility of getting out is higher, so Su Zimu has no extra choice at all.

But after dressing up, Su Zimu had a toothache again.

The dress is a modern custom version, delicate and gorgeous, and it is too ostentatious to wear it to a royal dinner.

There is also a wig, which is made from the factory with a delicate and gorgeous hairstyle, which goes well with the skirt.

Su Zimu immediately went into Xu Ning's room and found a set of dresses from the overturned box to change into.

It is slightly unhurried and is slightly shorter, but can make do with it.

The wig was taken off and scattered, and I wanted to pull it up according to Xu Ning's hairstyle, but I found that I didn't have that ability in my hand, and in the end I could only tie a nondescript ball head.

The makeup on her face was also washed off, leaving only the necessary touches, and she looked like an ordinary woman.

Everything was ready, and while there were no pedestrians on the street, Su Zimu took the woman's posture and steps, carried a basket and walked out of the medicine store, found the right direction, and arrived near the city gate after a while.

In order to hide the flaw of the short skirt, he walked half-squatting all the way, feeling like a two-legged crab.

At this moment, it is still early, but many people have gathered inside and outside the city gate, a group of officers and soldiers with swords and swords, and standing eyebrows to guard the left and right, those who enter the city will be allowed to check casually, but those who go out of the city are repeatedly compared and patiently checked.

There are two portraits pasted on one side of the city gate, Xu Ning on the right and himself on the left, and the painting is extremely clumsy.

Yo, could this be the legendary shadow figure?

Su Zimu looked at the freshness, and walked a few steps closer to see the excitement.

On the side of the portrait, a small guy preached loudly: "This woman's name is Xu Ning, the only daughter of Xu Yun, the shopkeeper of Qing'an Hall, and her father has close contacts with people in the Demon Dao, and he kills people without blinking...... The man's name is Su Zimu, and he is also a man in the Demon Dao, and he is used to drinking with the hearts and livers of boys and girls......"