In the depths of the Zheng family's mansion in Qingchuan County, Zheng Jinbin was holding a pure green jade bottle in his hand. Zheng Jinbin's hands were sweating, and his mind had a fluttering feeling.

He felt as if he was dreaming, but the contents of the jade bottle clearly told him that he was not dreaming.

Tongjing Dan!

Tongjing Dan worth one million taels of silver, and many times, it is impossible to buy it if you have money in your hands.

What does one million taels represent, he represents a family like the Zheng family, ten years of savings, and he represents that so much money is piled together, and it can definitely be stacked higher than him Zheng Jinbin.

Thinking of Elder Taishang's smiling face, thinking of the young man who was immediately speared, Zheng Jinbin's face had a little more firmness.

He seemed to be talking to himself, and as if he was expressing his determination like everyone else: "Zheng Ming, although you are better than me now, you will definitely be inferior to me in the future!"

"What is the gain or loss of the moment, even if you are a hero, you may not be able to break through the ninth grade. ”

"I must break through the dantian before you, turn my strength into qi, and I must use my own strength to regain my own glory. ”

"At the meeting in half a year, I will definitely get back all the things that belong to me!"

After saying these words, Zheng Jinbin left with his head held high, and at the moment when he left, two people walked out of the pavilion behind him.

One is Zheng Zhongwang, and the other is an old man who looks seventy or eighty years old with a white beard.

The old man pointed to the departing Zheng Jinbin, and said with a smile: "After half a year, this son should break through the ninth grade!"

In the early morning of Luming Town, the darkness in the sky had not yet dispersed, and Zheng Ming, who had tied hundreds of catties of iron to his legs and arms, had already set off!

According to the cultivation plan formulated by Zhou Tong, Zheng Ming had to run a hundred miles on the first day.

For a strong person with four internal strengths in his body, a hundred miles is really nothing, but it is a little difficult to tie hundreds of catties of iron.

But at this moment, Zheng Ming did not urge the internal strength in his body, but ran purely by his own body.

In the first ten miles, Zheng Ming was able to run down easily, but after ten miles, Zheng Ming felt as if his body had been filled with a layer of lead.

Run, run, run!

You must not give up, if you want to break through the limits of your physical body, if you want to gather nine internal strengths in your body, there is only one way.

By the time he reached the fifty-mile road, although Zheng Ming's whole person was still running, a little blood stain had begun to spread under his feet.

Blood blisters came out of the feet, and then the blood blisters broke again......

But Zheng Ming didn't give up, he still ran mechanically, starting from Luming Town, running ten laps around a hill behind Luming Town, which is a hundred miles.

When Zheng Ming finished running on the first day, the sun had begun to slant a little westward, and Zheng Ming felt as if his body no longer belonged to him.

The dry hard stone seemed so lovely to him that he wanted to just sit down and rest.

But Zheng Ming can't rest, although he doesn't have to run, but at this time, he needs to walk back.

Walk back step by step, use this walk, so that the effect of this workout can reach the best point.

It took another two hours for Zheng Ming to return home, he just said hello to the family members, ate some food, and then walked back to his room.

Taking out the black jade bottle, Zheng Ming poured out a drop of Diyuan stalactite from the jade bottle and put it into a large wooden barrel filled with hot water, and then the whole person jumped into the bucket.

The rolling aura is like a knife with a handle, constantly cutting Zheng Ming's muscles, this kind of pain seems to be three points more painful than the pool of blue blood.

But even if it hurts, Zheng Ming insisted, not only did he not move, but slowly practiced a set of boxing methods formulated by Zhou Tong in the big bucket - I Ching Bone Fist!

This set of boxing methods is designed by Zhou Dong with reference to Xiong Baogong and his years of cultivation experience. The biggest effect of this fist technique is to allow Zheng Ming to absorb the aura in the Diyuan stalactite.

With the exertion of the I Ching Bone Fist, Zheng Ming felt that the aura entering his body was more and more, and it was becoming more and more ferocious.

In the end, his whole body was like countless awls, which were cone in his body.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!

In the end, Zheng Ming felt that he had become numb, and he just mechanically exercised his body in the end.

On the first night, Zheng Ming completed the project he wanted to cultivate when the moon was in the middle of the sky. After a simple meal, Zheng Ming fell asleep on the bed.

The next morning, Zheng Ming got up again. Although he was tired to death yesterday, when he got up, he felt that he was extremely energetic.

He even had a feeling that he was much stronger than ever.

Run, Zheng Ming tied the iron to his body again, and then frantically started another day of exercise.

For Zheng Ming's cultivation, the Zheng family saw it in their eyes, and at the beginning, Duan Yangying still said a few words lovingly, but as Zheng Gongxuan, who had become an elder of the family, came back and talked to Zheng Ming for a few words, Duanyang Ying stopped talking.

It's just that Duan Yangying looked at Fu Yuqing's gaze and complained a little more.

This trace of complaining, although Fu Yuqing was a little confused, but she was originally cold, although she joined the WTO, she didn't spend too much thought on interpersonal relationships, so she didn't pay attention to it.

How did she know that her titular mother-in-law was complaining that she had formulated such a harsh cultivation plan for Zheng Ming.

And Fu Yuqing, who was on top of the pot, naturally didn't know that she had once again become a strict teacher in Zheng Ming's mouth.

On the third day of Zheng Ming's crazy cultivation, Zheng Jingren, who was full of curiosity, ran with Zheng Ming, but after persisting for two days, Zheng Jingren gave up.

He felt that Zheng Ming was simply masochistic, and he was an amazing young master with a bright mind, but he didn't have time to waste energy on this kind of thing.

And when Zheng returned to Qingchuan County after half a month, Zheng Ming's cultivation finally had an effect.

On the evening of the same day, Zheng Ming, who was soaking in the hot water bucket, felt that the internal strength in his body was surging, and then another internal strength was born in his body.

Through half a month of cultivation and by absorbing the spiritual effect of fifteen drops of Diyuan stalactite, Zheng Ming finally made his internal strength break through to Wujo.

After breaking through the five internal strengths, Zheng Ming couldn't help but urge the internal strength in his body to play the Bear King Fist that had been improved by Zhou Dong.

The flickering fist wind, accompanied by Zheng Ming's fist, continued to rage in the void, and as Zheng Ming's fist wind accelerated, there was a firecracker-like sound explosion, which sounded in the void.

The internal strength has been doubled!

If Zheng Ming in the past relied on Zhao Yun's cards to kill the Quartet on Yuanhuo Mountain, then now, even if he doesn't rely on Zhao Yun's cards, he can almost come one in and one out.

Because, although his cultivation is not as good as the nine-rank powerhouse, he has surpassed all the ten-rank martial artists.

The five internal strengths have been completed, and the next step is the six internal strengths. And to train the sixth internal strength, Zheng Ming needs to work harder.

In the early morning, it was still the equipment half a month ago, but when Zheng Ming ran to the foot of the mountain, he carried a stone weighing 100 catties on his back.

At the beginning, the pressure of the hundred catties of stone had not yet been revealed. But after Zheng Ming ran for ten miles, Zheng Ming felt as if he had pressed a mountain on his back.

But what Zheng Ming did, in addition to insisting, still persisted!

Keep running, keep running, keep running!

Another month passed, and Zheng Ming's back was replaced by a stone of 300 catties.

The boy carried the huge stone on his back and ran briskly down the rugged stone steps to the top of the hill, which was a hundred feet high.

"Go!" As the boy shouted, the stone was thrown directly into the canyon below the mountain by the boy, and at the moment when the boy threw the stone down, the boy felt that the internal strength in his body trembled again.

The sixth internal strength, at the moment when the boy threw the stone, appeared in the boy's body like a matter of course!

Winter goes to spring, and on the hill that used to be empty, Zheng Ming runs up the mountain every day. Although it was already winter, the boy's clothes were becoming more and more bloated, and he could even be described as extremely bloated.

Iron armor, iron blocks, heavy iron rings......

And when he was running, the young man was still holding an iron tower weighing 500 catties in his hands. This tower is half a foot high, and the whole body is made of fine iron. Although the appearance of the swarthy is not very good, Zheng Ming can't help but like it after he occasionally sees it from the dilapidated temples in the wilderness.

The 500-pound iron tower is more powerful than the stone!

When the sun hung high in the void, the young man's hundred-mile journey had already been completed, and the young man who threw the iron tower down with all his strength jumped directly from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.

Naturally, this is not looking for death, the boy who jumped down was like a spirit monkey, and when he jumped ten zhang high, he grabbed a wrist-thick branch with both hands, and then passed several protruding rocks and other footholds, and came to a waterfall on the mountainside.

Although the hill is not high, the water of the waterfall is not slow, and the water that flows directly down from the top of the mountain beats the rock that seems to be eternal and unchanging.

The boy jumped under the waterfall and frantically played the I Ching calcining fist under the flowing water, his fist technique was not to follow the flowing water, but to constantly fight against the flowing water.

The waterfall roared, and the amount of water rushing down, every time it fell, it was like a giant hammer, constantly washing on the boy's body!

The seventh internal strength!

The eighth internal strength!

In the flowing water of the waterfall, under the boy's crazy fist technique, he was violently blasted back half a foot high, Zheng Ming finally broke through the eighth internal strength.

At this time, if he urges his eight internal strength, his strength will be able to reach 10,000 catties. And a martial artist who breaks through the dantian and turns his strength into qi is nothing more than that.

But at this moment, Zheng Ming's mind to break through the ninth internal strength has also become more urgent, and the Diyuan stalactites he obtained from the Blue Blood Pool have already used most of them, and the cultivation steps that Zhou Tong formulated for him, he has also come to the end.

Without a plan to cultivate, but his internal strength has not yet completely broken through, Zheng Ming made a decision for himself without hesitation.

Doubled, all the previous cultivation processes were doubled, not only doubled, but also doubled. He believed that if he continued to cultivate like this, he would definitely be able to break through the nine internal strengths and reach the realm of the nameless magic technique.

A month has passed, and Zheng Ming has not broken through!

Two months have passed, and Zheng Ming's body still has only eight internal strengths.

These eight internal strengths, if they follow the Zheng family's method, it shouldn't be a problem to break the dantian, but Zheng Ming will never allow himself to give up halfway. So he chose to persevere.

The journey of 300 miles in the morning should be completed in two hours, at noon at the foot of the waterfall to practice the I Ching Bone Fist, and at night in the double water of the Earth Yuan stalactite......

Day after day, month after month!

On the first day of the scorching summer, Zheng Ming, who had climbed to the top of the mountain again, looked at the sun shining in all directions, and his heart was agitated.

Under this agitation, on his bare back in the void, nine internal energies that swam like small dragons suddenly appeared, and these internal energies converged in Zheng Ming's body, and then Zheng Ming slammed his fist on the boulder next to him.

The 10,000-pound boulder, under this bombardment, suddenly broke apart, and the freshly pierced stone stubble all showed the power of the young man's punch.

The strength of 20,000 catties, the internal strength of himself at this moment is gathered, and there is a full strength of 20,000 catties.

Article 9 The internal strength has been completed, and he has reached the realm of the nameless mantra, and the next thing he has to do is to open up the three major dantians.

In the face of the red sun, the young man looked up to the sky and roared, just like a young tiger descending from the mountain, and more like a dragon entering the sea!