Half a month is enough for Zhang Zheng to do his own strength like an arm, and in cooperation with the method of internal vision, so that his control of the body has reached an unprecedented level, the operation of every internal force, the force of every muscle can be almost perfect, and no excess strength will be wasted.

The white mist has been shrouded in the sky above the city, for a long time, the cold air gathers between the heaven and the earth, roaring wantonly, the snowflakes are endless, the drizzle brings the cold wind, splashing and sprinkling, just like the painting of a plain scroll, black and white.

Cold has always been the theme of winter in Snow City, and it has always changed.

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When the night faded, the white light refracted by the snow fell on the windowsill, reflecting the feeling of silver, and the room felt a little more chill out of thin air.

There was more and more white light, and after dozens of breaths, the doors and windows were all covered with white light.

When the morning dawn fell, the cold air between heaven and earth began to slowly subside, and there were more noisy sounds outside the courtyard, which was the people cleaning the courtyard.

The meditating young man opened his eyes violently, and a flash of light flashed through his eyes, and his sharp gaze was like a sharp blade, which was fascinating. The hands in the young man's lower abdomen withdrew the gesture, and then all the milky white internal qi entrenched in the three feet around his body dispersed, and he opened his mouth and nose to breathe, and the qi and blood flowing in his body suddenly stopped, returning to the flesh and blood, the temperature on his body surface was dropping, and after a few breaths, it returned to normal.

Qi and blood are silent, the internal force is attributed to the dantian, not moving like a mountain, even if the red flower lady is standing in front of him, he can't see the depth of Zhang Zheng, his current appearance, in addition to his strong physique, there is almost no trace of the breath of a martial artist.

"The state of this body has been restored to its peak, and after compressing the internal force, you can try to continue to rush the pulse. He muttered to himself, then got up from his bed, changed into a clean black samurai suit, put on his steel sword, and walked straight out of the room.

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In the backyard, in the boudoir of the safflower lady, a group of guards saw Zhang Zheng coming over and automatically got out of the way, this situation has long been strange, who in the hall doesn't know the deep relationship between this young man and his wife, they don't want to find it unhappy.

"Knock knock" knock on the door suddenly sounded, through the door and window, a slender figure could be vaguely seen: "Who's outside?" The slightly chilled voice of the red flower lady came out.

Zhang Zhengdao: "It's me." ”

"It turned out to be the little brother, did you come to my sister early in the morning?" The door opened, and a delicate and charming face peeked out of the crack: "I didn't come last night, but now I'm here, it's late." ”

"Qiudian, don't make trouble, I came to you for business. ”

"Hmph, you won't come to me if you're fine. The saffron lady pouted, but let him in.

The room was very warm, with pink curtains hanging everywhere, and an incense burner on the side of the bed.

"What's the matter?" said the Red Flower Lady as she turned to pick up her clothes from the hanger.

This woman walked around in a thin satin dress, most of which were towering and exposed, and she didn't care at all that there was such a bloody man as Zhang Zheng standing beside her.

"What do you think of this dress? Sister looks good?" The safflower lady came to him with a pink dress and asked, a faint fragrance entered her nose, and a large ball of snow white came into her eyes, naked temptation.

Zhang Zheng involuntarily took half a step back, held the long knife in his arms and said lightly: "It's none of my business what you wear, even if you don't wear it, it doesn't matter, as long as you want." ”

"Sentimentless man. ”

"I want a practice room. ”

"Follow me. Speaking of business, the safflower lady put away the smile on her face and led him to a hidden underground secret room.

Of course the entrance was awkward, right next to her bed.

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The secret room is very large, full of thirty zhang long and wide, supported by four stone pillars surrounded by one person, the ground and walls are made of black stones, the most luxurious is the top of the secret room, which is inlaid with dense night pearls in turn, the largest of which is even about the same as a fist, emitting a misty white light, illuminating the entire secret room.

It can be seen that the safflower lady is very careful about the creation of the secret room, and there is a huge Xuanbing bed in the center, one zhang long and three feet wide, which is constantly emitting cold air, and there are many cultivation equipment in the rest of the corners.

"I can't see that you still have such a place. Zhang Zheng said in a deep voice, and then came to reach out and touched it on the ice bed: "This is five thousand years of Xuan Ice, which can promote cultivation. ”

Hearing his praise, the Red Flower Lady's eyes flashed with a hint of pride, this secret room took most of her financial resources and time to complete, at this time she said like a show-off child: "The stones on the wall and on the ground are hard basalt, one foot thick can resist the internal force bombardment of ordinary innate martial artists, these cultivation equipment are all made of dark iron, and it is most suitable for polishing the body." She came to Zhang Zheng's side, pointed to the Xuanbing bed and said, "This thing was obtained by my sister and I spent a lot of money from the depths of the Demon Beast Mountain, which can promote the cultivation of internal force." ”

"Hehe, I used to sleep on it, but I'm going to give it to my brother in the future, it's so sad. After speaking, he deliberately squeezed his eyes, but there was a little sadness.

"I don't want anyone to disturb me when I'm practicing. Zhang Zheng said indifferently.

He was still very satisfied with this secret room, especially the Xuan Ice Bed, with it, the time to rush the pulse should be greatly shortened.

"Don't worry, my sister won't bother you. The safflower lady said: "But I will send you the food every day, you have already attracted the attention of many people, and you are just hiding people's eyes and ears through retreat and cultivation." ”

"Well, then I'll go first. After saying that, the woman swayed her waist and left from here, and he was the only one in the huge secret room, and even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly.

Self-cultivation is also self-cultivation, if you want to set foot on the top of the mountain, you must learn to endure loneliness, only by overcoming loneliness, can you overcome the biggest fear in your heart, this is the so-called inner demon.

"Let's cultivate. ”

The faint voice did not disperse for a long time, the young man jumped up, landed on the Xuanbing bed, the surging cold air instantly poured into the body, and then attracted the internal force in the dantian, wisps of milky white internal force turned into a long dragon, roaring in the dantian, the inexplicable vibration spread throughout the body, driving the meridians and flesh of the whole body to vibrate together, a low roaring sound came from his body, and even the air rippled.

Under the traction of his mind, the internal force rises from the dantian, runs through the belt vein, the chong pulse, the yin stilt vein, and then penetrates into the flesh and blood, and then is refined from the flesh and blood.

Every minute and every second, Zhang Zheng is constantly getting stronger, and under the stimulation of five thousand years of Xuan Ice, the generation rate of internal force is still growing.

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"Eat. ”

In this underground secret room, it is difficult to feel the passage of time, and only when the safflower lady comes, she knows that another day has passed.

She waited for Zhang Zheng to finish eating, and then left with the lunch box without stopping.

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In this way, Zhang Zheng did not leave the secret room an inch, and spent every moment in cultivation, in exchange for a skyrocketing increase in strength.