PS: The second update, is there a collection, is there a recommended ticket, and what about the reward?

After Wang Ziteng returned from Hongyu's house, after eating, Wang Han went back to his room to rest, and Wang Ziteng also returned to his house to rest.

Before resting, the prince sat cross-legged and ran the medicine immortal recipe for twelve great weeks, and every time he operated, he could sense his internal qi, which gradually increased.

With the increase of internal qi, the spiritual field in the jade pendant has gradually expanded, and more than one point has begun to develop towards two points, maybe one day, there can be one acre of land, ten acres of land, 100 acres of land, and 10 million acres of land.

Until one day, he became a super big landlord.

The mind is ethereal, the internal qi is running, Wang Ziteng feels that the whole person is in a very quiet and very psychic state, and the internal qi also begins to run extremely fast.

Twelve Weeks!

Wang Ziteng felt that his internal qi had increased a lot, and with joy on his face, he took the credit.

"This shijie, there are indeed demons and monsters rampant, I must master some liliang that can protect myself, the great five elements of yin and yang magic recorded in the qi refining chapter of the medicine immortal formula, and the five elements of essence are needed to be able to improve my liliang very quickly. ”

"And the cultivation of Aoki's divine achievements, you need a large amount of Aoki essence, now in the cold winter, ten thousand trees withered, a piece of slaughter, want to find Aoki essence, but not easy. ”

After thinking about it for a while, there is almost no place to find Aoki's rich essence in this vicinity.

"Forget it, this can only be taken one step at a time, now, I want to improve my proficiency in the Wind Blade Technique, as well as the strength and accuracy, and strive to do whatever I want, to the point where the Wind Blade is imminent. ”

"Wind Blade!"

With a soft shout, Wang Ziteng's fingertips lingered in a circle of breeze, the breeze was like a knife, and Wang Ziteng swished at a place, and threw it out, and the wind blade entered the wall, leaving a deep fine mark on the wall.

After this wind blade was thrown out, Wang Ziteng felt that his internal qi had suddenly dropped a lot.

"The strength of this wind blade is okay, if it falls on a person, you can see the bones in this past, but this house is not a good place to practice the wind blade technique, if you continue to practice, it won't take long for this house to be ruined." ”

However, although you don't need to throw the wind blade out, you can practice the speed of condensing the wind blade!

The prince sat there, silent, raised his right hand, and a fresh breeze flew out of his palm, and then swirled around the palm of his hand, and when he swirled, it gradually deformed and turned into a flying knife as thin as a cicada's wings.

This flying knife shape, formless and phaseless, can't be seen, but can be felt, just like Wang Ziteng can clearly feel that he controls an invisible wind knife in his palm.

"It's still a little slow, if the heart moves, the wind knife will be done, that's the way!"

The moonlight was swaying, the stars were shining, and some of the general outlines of Wang Ziteng's house could be vaguely seen, with wind leaking everywhere and cold air howling.

At this time, Wang Ziteng was immersed in a kind of joy that constantly condensed the wind blade, and he couldn't detect this chill at all.

The condensed wind blade does not shoot out, but allows it to continue to converge and form on the palm and fingertips, and constantly dissipate, and the invisible wind knife rotates in the palm of the hand, with a low scream, which makes people listen to it and have a creepy feeling.

"Hey, why can't you condense the wind blade?"

Wang Ziteng looked at the thin wisp of clear qi in his palm, and was suddenly stunned, feeling that his body was empty, and his internal qi was completely gone.

"It turns out that the internal qi is consumed unconsciously, which is not bad, every time it is consumed and then practiced again, it will increase the quality and quantity of the internal qi. ”

The current amount of internal qi can only support the prince to release three wind blades!

However, when he practiced the proficiency of the wind blade condensation, Wang Ziteng would retract the internal qi that formed the wind blade back into his body, but between this release and harvest, there was still a large amount of internal qi that was wasted.

Raising his head, he looked out the window, the twilight was heavy and the sky was wide, and the vast mountains stood in front of him, as if the ancient beasts were lying there, lying forever.

The night wind is whistling, constantly whistling in the mountains, thousands of birds are flying away, thousands of beasts are gone, and a round of crescent moon sprinkles a cold light, making the whole world look extraordinarily empty.

Facing the empty and vast world, Wang Ziteng suddenly felt that he was so small.

"The stars are moving, can't erase the brilliance of the stars and the moon, the endless years have passed, I don't know how many fairies, real people, I don't know how many heroes, heroes have turned into dust, only that round of divine brilliance, still high, pure and pure, circulating immortal brilliance. ”

"The summer insect fills up the language ice, and compared to the infinite starry sky, people are as small as the summer insects, a hundred generations of passers-by, fleeting. ”

The heart is desolate, the vast universe, the infinite void, eternal and immortal, and can people really do one day, be able to live with the sun and the moon, and live with heaven and earth?

"Maybe I can, maybe not, but no matter what, I have to work hard to practice, let myself live longer, enjoy more, and be a happy person, so that I can go through this world in vain. ”

Retracting his gaze looking out of the window, Wang Ziteng's heart was calm, and he lay back on the **, and the medical immortal recipe slowly ran and recovered his internal qi.

After the merit of the week, the internal qi recovered, Wang Ziteng slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep, woke up, the moon outside the window was hazy, it was five watches, Wang Ziteng could no longer sleep, got up and walked outside, the world has fallen asleep, the surrounding silence is silent, the night is deeper, the moonlight is like water.

Push open the study, find a stool, and sit quietly.

Sitting there, looking at the standing bookshelf, suddenly there was a poem that rose irrepressibly in my heart, and I opened my mouth and read it out unconsciously:

"Last night, the cold stinged couldn't stop singing, shocked back to the dream of a thousand miles, it has been three watches, get up and walk around the steps alone, people quietly, the moon outside the curtain is dim, the white head is famous, the old mountain pine and bamboo are old, blocking the return journey, I want to pay my heart to Yaoqin, there are few bosom friends, who listens to the broken strings?"

"There are few bosom friends, who listens to broken strings?"

The deep voice came slowly, and in this silent night, Wang Ziteng's eyes suddenly moistened.

Computers, TVs, and telephones keep popping up in my mind, these things, who can understand this shijie?

It has been a few days since he crossed into this unknown shijie, and in the past few days, Wang Ziteng has been forcibly making himself happy and making himself happy, but the alienation brought to him by this strange shijie still makes him feel like he is swimming in a dream.

"There will never be a return to the past, no return to the past!"

Silently, sitting dumbfounded, Wang Ziteng seemed to have lost his soul, some lost, some sad, some sad, some lonely, some speechless to the sky.

I'm not ready, why did I cross over?

It's okay to cross over.,How did you cross into a shijie that you didn't know at all.。

Yesterday's friends, relatives in previous lives, have become memories, and they will never be seen again.

At this moment, the prince's heart was like a knife, and tears finally couldn't help falling.

"If I had a choice, I would rather not cross over, I would rather not learn these Taoist and medical skills, I would rather not memorize these poems, as long as I can be with my relatives and friends, and be a happy and simple person. ”