Cultivation is often accompanied by loneliness and irritability, endlessly repeating an action, and ordinary people have long lost patience.

But he is like a machine that does not know tiredness, nor does it know what irritability is.

A knife

Ten knives

Hundred knives

......

Swinging the steel knife in his hand over and over again, his body was like the impact of Mount Tai's pressure, and the muscles up and down his body were all tensed.

He couldn't even hold the knife, and every swing of the knife slashed towards the water, and the blade still had to withstand the powerful impact, and this force was distorting his knife technique.

"Bang Dang"

Half an hour passed, Zhang Zheng could no longer support it, and was washed down the stone platform by the current, and the long knife came out of his hand and plunged into the ground for more than a foot, and the blade was still buzzing.

"Ahem" he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, picked up the long knife and left the waterfall.

Nothing happened all night, and early the next morning he continued to practice at the bottom of the waterfall.

Once again, it was blasted out by running water

Go back and heal

And then again

As time passed, he was able to hold on for longer and longer, and his injuries became smaller and smaller, and in the end he was able to resist the impact of the water at the edge of the waterfall.

There is no doubt that during this period, his strength has also improved rapidly, most notably in terms of physical strength and strength.

Zhang Zheng was not satisfied, this was far from what he hoped to achieve.

......

Before he knew it, another month had passed, and it had been almost three months since he came to the Demon Beast Mountain, and early autumn was approaching, and everything was withering.

Although the Broken Soul Ridge was affected by the Great Snow Mountain, it could not withstand the cycle of time after all, and the withered yellow fallen leaves were flying all over the sky.

......

"It's been almost three years since I came into this world. ”

The stream is murmuring, the birds and beasts are singing, Zhang Zheng is sitting on the stands of the bamboo building, his left hand is wiping the blood stains on the steel knife, beside him, there is a fierce beast that has been dead for a long time, hideous scale armor, sharp fangs.

At the neck of the fierce beast, it was pierced by a sharp weapon, and the blood flowed down the stream, and the rich smell of blood permeated everywhere.

"Roar"

"Roar"

The roars of wild beasts came and went, endlessly, it stands to reason that under the attraction of the smell of blood, there should be many fierce beasts coming, but the silence around the bamboo building is terrible, and those beasts only dare to howl from afar, as if they are afraid of some terrible existence.

Beasts also have spirits, since Zhang Zheng stayed in this waterfall, the beasts in it have been bloodily slaughtered, and he only picks those strongest guys to start, over time, these beasts have learned to be obedient, and will never get close to the bamboo building half a step, especially at sunset, they are even far away.

Most of those who didn't escape were killed by Zhang Zheng, who had finished his cultivation, and turned into a full meal.

......

"Bang Dang"

On the bamboo floor, Zhang Zheng's eyes were slightly closed, his hands were on the long knife, and the beasts on the side were roasted on the bonfire.

Calm your mind and return your mind to oneness.

Three months passed, and his body had grown a little taller, and his muscles were bulging high and full of explosive power.

The power of the body alone is thousands of catties, enough to crack the stone, but his most terrifying thing is never the strength, but the knife technique, after the tempering of the waterfall, his knife is on the next level.

......

There was a faint sound in the air, Zhang Zheng took out the knife, his right hand held the handle of the knife, the long knife disappeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, the air seemed to be torn apart, and a faint knife mark was left on the hard rock wall in the distance.

"Bang dang", I don't know when, his knife has returned to the sheath, all this happened between the lightning and flint, from the knife to the knife, no one can see the trajectory of the knife, not even himself, this speed has exceeded the limit of the gaze, can only be sensed by intuition.

In other words, the enemy was standing in front of him, and he might have died before he could react.

"Now even if I face the Red Flower Lady, I will not be without resistance. ”

The knife just now, what was cut out was not the sword qi, with his current internal force cultivation, it was far from reaching the point where the internal force was released, and the reason why this knife was able to cut through the rock wall in the air was because of the knife wind rolled up by the blade.

The long knife tore through the air at a terrifying speed, and the slash formed by the blade was essentially different from the sword qi, but it was just as sharp.

You only need to keep cultivating, make the knife faster, make the power stronger, and then explode in an instant, this kind of slash will be more powerful, from another level, he belongs to the envoy of external qi, and the sword qi belongs to internal qi.

One is by internal force, and the other is by the realm, and there is no real distinction between superior and inferior.

Being able to master the slash and cut out the sword style also means that he has the capital to compete with the innate realm martial artists, although this capital is still very weak, but only by giving himself time, Zhang Zheng is confident that he can really compete with the innate martial artists.

What he is poor is only internal strength, in terms of realm, Zhang Zheng is not weaker than any innate martial artist, or even higher, the third life is a human being, and decades of accumulation are not in vain.

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"With my current strength, under the innate realm, I am not afraid of anyone. However, the cultivation of internal force has not yet reached the extreme, the qi in the dantian has been repeatedly compressed, only one-third of the original, but my body is producing qi all the time, if nothing else, I can fill the dantian again after half a month, and then I can try to start rushing the pulse.

There is also the matter of the Red Flower Lady, which must be resolved as soon as possible, and Snow City is not a place to stay for a long time after all. ”

......

After eating all the barbecue, Zhang Zheng left all his thoughts behind and began to meditate quietly and practice qi.

Time passed day by day, and he continued to practice knives and polish his body under the waterfall as always.

......

The impact of the water at the edge was no longer enough to oppress him, and Zhang Zheng moved towards the center of the waterfall, and the water flowed down.

Under this cultivation that was almost masochistic, his strength was growing at an unimaginable rate, and his body didn't seem to have reached its limit.

......

......

At this time, there was a sudden welcome in the Broken Soul Ridge.

Hundreds of miles away in the depths of the Grand Canyon, on the ice and snow plains, there was a huge avalanche, the snow rolled down the cliffs, as if the sky was roaring, the earth shook, the mountains and forests were destroyed, the avalanche passed, everything was buried, this is the power of nature, unmatched.

After a long time, the avalanche stopped, the wide plain was covered with deep snow, countless wild beasts died tragically, the world was silent, and a terrible dead silence spread.

"Roar"

"Roar"

"Roar"

A violent howl echoed across the earth, and a hundred-foot-high snowdrift exploded violently, and a huge figure burst out of it, stirring up the wind and snow in the sky.

This huge figure was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it ran out a hundred feet away, and after dozens of breaths, it disappeared into the snow.

......

The beasts around them fled in all directions, wailing terribly, and this figure kept hunting the beasts, devouring their qi and blood, leaving not even a bone behind.

The oppression from the depths of the soul made the beasts tremble, and the weak ones fell to the ground and let them be slaughtered, while many powerful beasts fled into the distance.

Their direction is the Grand Canyon, along the river, all kinds of beasts are rushing together, and the earth can't stop trembling.

Behind them, the majestic beast once again showed its hideous claws, blood splattered and stained the earth red.

......

Zhang Zheng didn't know everything that happened here, he was still immersed in cultivation.