After staying at home for two days, Liang Zicheng returned to Shangh City, and in these two days, he received 600 and 720 contributions respectively in the nine-story demon tower. As soon as I arrived at the community, I found that some people walked around the community from time to time, constantly looking at the passing crowd.

After entering the community, Liang Zicheng appeared as an old man in a tunic about sixty or seventy years old, exercising by the lake in the community, which immediately attracted his attention. Isn't this the old man in Tang costume who bought his own porcelain last time?

In fact, there are many elderly people who practice in the morning in the community, some play Tai Chi, some practice swords, and some do radio gymnastics. But only this old man in a Mao suit with a tough figure attracted his attention!

Different from other old people, this old man has a special charm between the dancing figures, especially when he breathes, between exhaling and inhaling, it seems that a trace of heaven and earth spiritual power is inhaled into his body. Although there are very few, it is obviously an internal cultivation method!

There are relatively few cultivators on the earth, even if they occasionally meet a few, they are all relatively poor, but I didn't expect to meet such a master in this community, Liang Zicheng suddenly became interested.

And at this moment, the eyes of the old man in Tang costume also looked at him, and nodded at him!

A smile appeared at the corner of Liang Zicheng's mouth, and he nodded at the same time, and then walked directly to the old man: "Old man." You also live in this neighborhood, why haven't I seen you before?"

"Oh, the air is good, I moved in two days ago.

"The old man's kung fu is good!"

"Hehe, Xiaoyou Miao praised, the old man's skills, in front of Xiaoyou, are not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning!"

Liang Zicheng suddenly frowned, and asked casually: "Old man, you are laughing, how can I be an ordinary person who knows martial arts?"

|“ Hehe. Who is Xiaoyou's master?

"Master, the realm ?...?" Liang Zicheng asked suspiciously.

"Yes, Xiaoyou is an ordinary person, and I don't know this, but let me tell you about the current realm." "In fact, the division of the martial arts realm is very simple, it can be roughly divided into three realms, refining the body, the acquired, and the innate. The day after tomorrow refers to those martial arts martial artists who have already given birth to internal strength, and only when internal strength is born can they be regarded as the threshold of those who have truly entered the cultivation. The day after tomorrow is also divided into the early stage, middle stage, late stage, and peak. It's a shame to say that the old man is also a martial artist, and he has practiced martial arts for more than 60 years, and he has only reached the peak of the day after tomorrow, but this cultivation is not worth mentioning in Huaxia!"

"I think that since the old gentleman's cultivation has reached the peak of the day after tomorrow, it is only a matter of time before he breaks through the innate nature!" Liang Zicheng said casually.

As we all know, the sign of becoming an innate master is the release of internal strength, and if you want to achieve internal strength and external release, you must first open up the second pulse of Ren Du, only by opening up the second pulse of Ren Du can you carry out the Great Zhou Tian cycle, so that the internal strength is endless, not only can you form a protective body, not afraid of ordinary firearms, but also can release internal strength, and you can hurt people by picking flowers and leaves!"

"Old man, I have something to do and I will leave." Liang Zicheng is not interested in the realm of realistic martial artists at all.

"Yes. Go ahead, little friend, if you encounter something that can't be solved in the future, call me." After the old man finished speaking, he took a business card with only a phone number and gave it to him.

After returning to the immortal cultivation world, Liang Zicheng always felt that this old man was a little weird, but it was not a big deal to be just a martial artist in the world.

The years of cultivation have passed very quickly. More than ten days have passed in the blink of an eye, and it is time for the elders to teach. Liang Zicheng appeared early in the square of the mountain gate. However, when he came to the square, he found that there were a lot of people here, more than in the nine-story demon tower, not only the black-clothed disciples, but also the white-clothed disciples.

"Senior brother. Why are there so many people today?" Liang Zicheng asked, pulling a black-clothed disciple.

"Oh, it's the senior sister giving a lecture today, so there are a lot of people coming." After the black-clothed disciple finished speaking, he squeezed forward.

"Senior sister, is it the girl who fell in love at first sight?" Liang Zicheng slowly remembered the woman in white in his heart.

"Look at Senior Brother Li is here."

I saw Li Daoming walking briskly with a few entourage, driving away several white-clothed disciples sitting in the front row, and sitting alone in the first row.

"Senior Brother Li, it's getting more and more domineering, and there are so many seats in the first row that don't let people sit." A black-clothed disciple whispered.

"If you have Jindan Ancestor, you can be so domineering."

"Senior Brother Li didn't become a senior brother because of the magic weapon given by the ancestor, otherwise how could he rank second in the nine-layer demon tower in the nine-layer demon tower."

"Yes, the top ten in the inner gate except for him are not the Great Perfection of Qi Training."

As one of the ten top sects in the Demon Beast Forest, the Heavenly Sword Sect has at least tens of thousands of disciples in the outer sect Qi cultivation realm. There is only one lecture a month, and they are all excitedly discussing the content of today's lecture, as well as some privacy of the sect's senior sister. Everyone is very excited.

After entering, he immediately found a place and sat down, quietly waiting for the appearance of the senior sister.

At this time, there was not much time left before the lecture began, and basically all the disciples were already sitting in their seats. For a while, the hall seemed very quiet, except for the occasional whispering of some disciples, but it quickly disappeared.

It's not that everyone has nothing to say, but because there is a rule in the general assembly. Out of respect and reverence for the elders, no one is allowed to make any noise during the lecture. Only when the teaching elder signaled that the disciples could ask out loud.

Of course, if you feel that this atmosphere is uncomfortable, you can naturally leave by yourself, and no one will stop you.

Time passed little by little, and at this time, a strong sound of breaking the sky suddenly came from the northwest sky.

Liang Zicheng turned his head and saw a small flying sword in the sky flying towards this side. The strong sound of breaking the sky clearly reached Liang Zicheng's ears, what kind of speed is this? It was too late, it was fast, and it was just a breath of time, and the giant sword had already flown to the center of the field, and a fairy in white shirt was standing on the sword body, looking at everyone coldly.

With a "whoosh", the giant sword shrank several times and drilled into the sleeve of the white-shirted fairy, and slowly fell from the air. Liang Zicheng also yearns for this kind of free flight in the sky in his heart, but he doesn't know that the year of the monkey can only fly with the sword.

"My surname is Han! You can call me Senior Sister, I don't want to talk nonsense, I don't want to start teaching now!" Just when Liang Zicheng was stunned, Senior Sister had already started to lecture, and Liang Zicheng hurriedly relieved himself and began to listen seriously.