It was still on that hill, and it was already winter, and in the morning the sky was blue, and the sun was slowly coming out, and the brilliant sunlight was shining through the gaps in the dense pine needles, forming thick and thin pillars of light, illuminating the shade of the trees with a light veil of mist.

Just as Zhao Jin's mood at this time was very brisk, Zhao Jin had fought several times in the Colosseum, and he had not lost a single one, and now Zhao Jin had obtained the number of spirit stones he needed through the Colosseum, and let the scabbard refine several copies of spiritual liquid for backup, so there was no need to worry about the lack of spiritual liquid for cultivation for the time being.

Now Zhao Jin is already at the seventh level of the Qi Refining Period, and he is advancing towards the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period.

"Reincarnation True Destiny Sword Technique!" a confident voice sounded in the woods.

An agile figure practiced knife skills in the woods, and now the unevenness in the woods was like walking on the ground for Zhao Jin, and it did not affect Zhao Jin's knife technique in the slightest.

The next moment, with a "bang", I heard the sound and looked over, only to see that Zhao Jin stopped at a big tree at this time, and the big tree that was nearly a foot thick had been almost cut off by Zhao Jin with his straight-back wolf tooth knife at this time, and the treasure knife was still the same. Zhao Jin slashed at the left hand side with a knife in both hands.

When Zhao Jin withdrew the straight-backed wolf tooth knife, he saw the big tree creaking, and the big tree immediately fell to the right.

Before he fell, Zhao Jin had left here with agility, standing on the small hillside that he used to look at the south, thinking that he had cultivated the Reincarnation True Destiny Sword Technique to the first level of Xiaocheng, and had successfully used the first sword of the Reincarnation True Destiny Sword Technique.

It would be nice if it wasn't so domineering, but fortunately, this knife technique does not burn life when it is used, and it also needs to run a short section of unknown exercises when using the knife technique.

After the seventh layer of Qi training, the progress of ascension is getting slower and slower, but it is already very good, if there is no sword scabbard master's spiritual liquid, it will not be so fast to reach the seventh layer of Qi training, and the current cultivation speed is already very exaggerated.

After practicing the sword technique, Zhao Jin began to run rain or shine before, and it slowly snowed heavily in the sky, and when Zhao Jin ran with all his might, those snowflakes melted as soon as they fell on Zhao Jin's body, and the heat emitted by his body made it impossible for snowflakes to accumulate on Zhao Jin's body.

When Zhao Jin is running, he runs "Pranya Gong" at the same time, Pranya Gong is very magical, after every run, when he runs "Pranya Gong" again, he can strongly feel the vitality of his body and the rhythm of life. During this period of time, Zhao Jin almost kept running "Prajna Gong" on the meridians of his body, except for the time when he slept, Zhao Jin also thought about cultivating while sleeping, but he never succeeded.

Before, the scabbard made Zhao Jin need to run with all his strength to practice "Pranya Gong", and he was beaten.

After Zhao Jin completed the plan to run, he began to implement the plan formulated by the scabbard to beat, Zhao Jin did not find anyone to beat him hard, if he did this, he was only afraid that the clan would find out that he was crazy, and it was not easy to find such a person, let alone explain what he did.

If Zhao Jin thought of other methods, at this moment Zhao Jin was trying his best to attack the wooden stake in front of him

"Stinky boy, I said before that you need to be beaten to cultivate Prajna Gong, and your method is not bad, but I don't think it's enough for you. Zhao Jin was sore all over, his hands and feet trembled slightly, and he had already finished beating the wooden stake at this moment, and he was carrying out the cultivation of the sword scabbard master being beaten.

This beating, now is a crazy beating of wooden stakes, I don't remember how many wooden stakes I have broken, "Master, I feel okay." "The whole body is bruised, and when I move slightly, I "hiss......" and the whole body aches.

"Keep practicing, break another stake, and that's it. The scabbard looked at Zhao Jin's appearance at this time and said calmly.

Zhao Jin continued to hammer the stakes, after completing the requirements of the sword scabbard master, Zhao Jin stood quietly and rested, at this time he didn't want to move for a moment, it was snowing, and large snowflakes fell from the air one after another, and in an instant, the mountains, fields, and villages were all shrouded in white snow.

In the distance, the pine trees stood verdantly in the white snow, swaying with the bitter northwest wind, sometimes making a piercing whistling as if they were defying winter.

In the dantian of the body, "Prajna Gong" is running, and the aura nourishes Zhao Jin everywhere in the body, slowly repairing the tired body, strengthening the bones and body, and Zhao Jin feels the strong vitality of the body.

"Stinky boy, your cultivation progress is a little unexpected to me, very good!" At this time, the scabbard praised Zhao Jin.

"I, Zhao Jin, was originally a genius, Li family, you wait for me, I will definitely get back the humiliation you gave me!" Zhao Jin's eyes were resolute, remembering the repentance of the Li family's marriage when they came to the family reception hall half a year ago, and shouted loudly into the distance.

"Stinky boy, that's just a small goal, you still have a long way to go to become a strong man!" the scabbard was very relieved at this time. As a master, Zhao Jin, as his disciple, is very happy to have such a good talent and the motivation to cultivate like this.

"Let's go, go home and continue meditating!"

Zhao Jin said happily, running back, a pair of deep footprints appeared in the snow.

Back in his room, Zhao Jin quickly took off the clothes on his body, saying that it was clothes, but in fact, it was just a few pieces of iron and iron sand, at this moment he wanted to relax himself quickly, and at the same time threw his tired body into a large wooden barrel filled with turquoise spiritual liquid and began to cultivate.

The cool spiritual fluid caressed Zhao Jin's body full of bruises, Zhao Jin was very comfortable, and took a deep breath, although it was winter at the moment, but he didn't feel the cold in this turquoise spiritual fluid.

Zhao Jin ran refining and refining qigong, and now this is the most practical and gentle practice in the Qi refining period in the Pangu Continent, this exercise is peaceful and upright, and almost all the people in the Qi refining period among today's cultivators are using this exercise.

After running the exercises, at the beginning, Zhao Jin was in a hurry to absorb the aura, quickly inhale the aura into the dantian, and then let the aura run in his own meridians, Zhao Jin found that after running his "Prajna Gong" with all his strength and punching and kicking the stake, he could absorb the aura and accelerate his practice, so Zhao Jin at this moment is quickly absorbing the aura, hoping that he can break through as soon as possible.

Zhao Jin has been cultivating recently, and today he seems to be a little too tired, and his posture of meditation is not like usual, and now he is leaning on the big wooden barrel, his breathing is slowly becoming slow, and his head is slowly lowered, and finally some

The sound of snoring came out, and Zhao Jin quickly fell asleep.

When Zhao Jin was asleep at the moment, his cultivation did not stop, and the turquoise spiritual liquid slowly turned into gas, and entered his dantian from Zhao Jin's nostrils. The aura that enters his body circulates for a week along the Ren and Du two pulses, that is, the aura starts from the lower dantian, the Du pulse to the mud pill on the top of the head, and then separates from the ears and cheeks, and will go to the tip of the tongue and the Ren pulse, and return to the dantian along the middle of the chest and abdomen, and the aura begins to run week by week.

The aura in Zhao Jin's body was expanding his meridians, and at the same time, the aura was running to strengthen his body and bones, allowing his body to slowly reach the limit of this realm, which benefited him a lot.

Zhao Jin did what he had always wanted to do but hadn't done at this moment, and he cultivated while sleeping.

The turquoise spiritual liquid in the big wooden barrel was much faster than before, and it was obvious that Zhao Jin's cultivation progress was much faster tonight.

Usually when the rooster crows, Zhao Jin did not wake up, and after a long time, when Zhao Jin woke up and opened his eyes, the window that opened to the south had been illuminated by the sun. Zhao Jin is a big lazy sleeper.

Standing up, stretching his body, only hearing the crackling sound of bones, feeling that his body was stronger and more vital than before, and a smile appeared on Zhao Jin's face.

At this moment, I noticed the change in the color of the Ilocas, and at this time, the color of the Isolium had changed from the turquoise color of last night

The crystal clear water was a little surprised: "Master of the scabbard, didn't you say that it could be used for nearly three months? Why did you use it for three days this time, and I felt as if I had used up the spiritual liquid in one day last night!"

When he was confused, he seemed to think of something, quickly look at his dantian and carefully observe his cultivation, at this moment he was already the seventh layer of the qi cultivation period!

"It seems that at next year's family test conference, I can announce the return of the genius!" Zhao Jin muttered to himself after discovering that he had broken through.