PS: The first more delivered! It rained in the morning and the power went out, I got off work, and quickly wrote a chapter, and I'm going to cook in a while, by the way, we're now thirteen on the overall list, and I'm almost on the home page, I took a look, people will point, and the collection is not as much as ours, and the recommended votes are basically more than a thousand, and the point push ratio can basically be two to one, only we have four hundred votes, so we can't have more votes, let us hit the home page?

Kendo practice is not easy.

Only by cultivating diligently every day, swallowing the true qi of the sword day and night, can the sword be able to channel the spirit, turn into a sword pill, and after turning into a sword pill, you must continue to use your natal true qi to temper the impurities in the sword.

Only by completely refining the impurities in the sword can you turn a sword into a real divine weapon, and when the time comes, use the sword pill as the golden pill and break through into the golden pill realm

Jin Dan is immortal, the body is immortal, and the face is not old.

And before arriving at Jindan, the spirituality of the divine weapon was initially formed, and it was the most taboo to be contaminated with filth, and such demons as the snake demon who picked the yang and supplemented the yin were the most filthy, and every time after killing the demon and eliminating the demon, it was necessary to carefully nurture the divine sword, remove the filth from it, and reproduce the spirituality of the divine sword, otherwise over time, the spirituality of the divine sword will be contaminated with filth, and it will become a magic sword.

Wang Ziteng naturally didn't understand the truth of this, but he felt that it was too troublesome to practice, but he didn't know how precious this supreme method of immortality and being able to kill people with a sword was to a mortal.

Even if it is a generation of emperors, even if it is a peerless elegance, even if it is sitting on the world, even if it is famous through the ages, so what, how can it be compared to the preciousness of life.

Without life, there is no money, how to enjoy, without life, empty energy to hold power, how to be majestic, without life, there is no national color and fragrance, after all, old age, without life, you can't enjoy the world, any good things, with life, in order to be beautiful snowflakes, in order to reign in the world!

Life span is the most precious thing in this life.

And this sword method can gradually increase people's lifespan until one day, immortality.

"Oh, as long as you practice to the Jindan realm, you don't have to be so troublesome, well, then you still have time to practice. ”

Wang Ziteng felt that this kendo method was not very good, but with a sword in his hand, the majestic appearance I had in the world still made Wang Ziteng very envious.

Xin Dao: "Although it is troublesome to practice, once you succeed, holding a long sword and walking the rivers and lakes, it is not enough to provoke countless chivalrous women in the rivers and lakes to secretly send autumn waves to me." ”

Thinking of the way he carried a long sword and rode the sword in the air, Wang Ziteng felt that although it was more troublesome to practice swordsmanship, he still had to practice some.

However, Hongyu listened to Wang Ziteng's words and was speechless for a while.

As long as I practice to the Jindan realm, I don't have to be so annoyed, what do you know, the master said that I am highly qualified, and I am still working day and night, diligently cultivating, and it took more than ten years of hard work to reach the realm of fugue, and it is not easy to reach the realm of Jindan immortality.

Besides, kendo cultivation is extremely sacred, how can you let you practice, you still feel very reluctant.

"Ziteng is not a real cultivator yet, and he doesn't know the preciousness of the cultivation method at all, so he will say so, and after he practiced, he knew that it was not easy and precious, and he would change his current opinion. ”

Hongyu thought like this, and no longer cared about Wang Ziteng's words in her heart, said hello to Wang Ziteng, and returned to her home.

Seeing off the beautiful woman, Wang Ziteng hurried towards his home.

"Daddy must have heard about me being taken away by now, and I don't know what the rush has become, so don't let anything happen. ”

Worried, Wang Ziteng's pace did not feel that he had accelerated a few more points, and he arrived at the door, the house was pitch black, and it was impossible to see, even if the moonlight was shining and the stars were shining, it was still blurry.

"The family has no money now, and every night, my father is reluctant to light the oil lamp, and I don't know where he is at this time. ”

Pushing open the door, the courtyard was silent, and Wang Ziteng's heart trembled: "It can't be that something really happened, right?"

Looking around, the moonlight is in the sky, the cold wind is with you, but there is no popularity at all.

"Daddy, you're there, I'm back!"

Worried in his heart, the prince took a step, like a meteor, and ran towards the kitchen first, touching the pot pit, it was very cold, and his heart was beating a drum: "There is no heat at all, it seems that Daddy has not made a fire to cook, then it must be looking for me, it is cold and dark outside, what if something happens?"

was anxious, and his voice was even more urgent: "Daddy, I'm Ziteng, I'm back, where are you?"

Wang Han, who was at Wang Qiang's house, was restless, suddenly heard the voice, his heart trembled, and he stood up, his voice trembling a little: "It's Teng'er back!"

"Sure enough, Teng'er is back!"

Wang Han was excited, and he didn't say hello to Wang Qiang, spread his legs, pushed open Wang Qiang's door, trotted, and ran towards his home, Wang Qiang smiled at his wife: "Xiulian, you watch at home, I'll go to Wang Xianggong's house to have a look, I don't know if Ziteng has suffered a loss." ”

"Go, Mrs. Wang Xiang's family died early, leaving only the father and son to depend on each other, they are all hard-working people, if you can help, just help." ”

Wang Qiang nodded and walked towards Wang Han's house.

When Wang Ziteng saw that there was no one at home, he wanted to ask his neighbors, and as soon as he reached the door, he saw a dark shadow galloping towards his house from the road.

"Who is this person, at night, what are you doing in such a hurry, is there something going on?"

As soon as Wang Ziteng's heart moved, he was suppressed by himself.

"It's true, now I haven't done my own things well, but I've other people's hearts. ”

Ignoring it anymore, Wang Ziteng was just about to close the door and ask someone, when he saw the figure approaching, taking advantage of the moonlight, he saw that it was his father Wang Han, Wang Han's forehead was shiny with fine sweat, panting, and he saw clearly that it was his son, and his heart that had been hanging before he settled down.

"Teng'er, you're back, Zhang Xuezheng didn't do anything to you, right?"

With shining eyes, he looked at Wang Ziteng, and carefully looked at every part of Wang Ziteng's body, for fear that his son would suffer a loss in that big family.

He understands the temperament of many big families, and most of them are high-flying and unreasonable, but it should be much better to learn that the government is a family of literati and the inheritance of etiquette.

Wang Ziteng smiled faintly: "Daddy, the child is fine, not only is it fine, I am also optimistic about Zhang Xuezheng's illness, his family is happy, and he rewarded me with a lot of silver, you don't have to work outside anymore, with this silver, Daddy, you can also study hard, and in the spring exam next year, maybe you will be able to win, and when the time comes, our Wang family can also raise their eyebrows." ”

At this time, Wang Qiang also came over and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Ziteng to have such a ability, but I heard that Zhang Xuezheng's illness has been around for a long time, and many famous doctors in Caozhou Mansion have not cured him. ”

Wang Ziteng smiled and said, "Uncle Wang, I am also a blind cat and a dead mouse!"

After saying that, I felt that it was wrong, could it be that Zhang Xuezheng was this dead mouse?

Wang Qiang said: "No matter what, you cured him, since you are fine, I will go back, it is getting late, you should have a good rest." ”

Wang Han and Wang Zi Tengli gave Wang Qiang a favor and returned to their homes.

Seeing that there were no outsiders, Wang Han's face sank: "Ziteng, you never ask anything about it, how can you cure Zhang Xuezheng's illness, Zhang Xuezheng's illness has been around for a long time, and I have heard about it." ”

"If you are really a blind cat and run into a dead mouse, quickly withdraw the money, but don't get into such trouble, it will affect your career in the future. ”