Chapter 7

The intense physical pain constantly invaded Zhao Sheng's nerves, so that Zhao Sheng couldn't stop shouting subconsciously.

However, Zhao Sheng, who has experienced countless things, has a strong tolerance for such pain.

But even if Zhao Sheng's mental endurance is strong, after a breath, his body finally reaches the limit that he can bear.

The body is too weak after all.

"Er ah..." with a painful cry, Zhao Sheng directly lay back.

Zhao Sheng has never had the experience of body refining, so although he knows that the experience of body refining is very painful, he can never imagine that the introduction of body refining will cause such torture to the body and spirit.

He prides himself on his tenacity and can bear even the greatest disaster. But he was still defeated by the body refining skill at the entry stage.

Lying on the bed, Zhao Sheng, gasping heavily, bit his teeth hard. It is a great shame for Zhao Sheng, who is proud of the world by nature.

But what he didn't know was that there were only a few people who could hold on for a long time for the first time.

Take a deep breath and hold the breath in your chest. Then you sit up with severe pain all over your body.

Zhao Sheng loves to think. For hundreds of years in his previous life, Zhao Sheng has experienced countless disasters, setbacks and failures, but he can always rebound from the bottom, which is absolutely inseparable from his habit.

Therefore, Zhao Sheng, who experienced the "failure" of his first physical exercise, sat quietly on his legs in bed, thinking about what had happened in that short breath.

You long Manxiang Jue is divided into six levels, each level is divided into three levels, a total of six levels and eighteen levels. The change of each level represents a quantitative change, and each change is a qualitative change.

Now Zhao Sheng's first practice is about refining skin, and the purpose of the first stage is to forge a person's skin into iron.

"Although the two methods of cultivating body and Qi are different, they should go the same way. They exist in order to make people stronger." Zhao Sheng whispered to himself: "pain is just to break and then stand up, destroy the weak part of the body's epidermis with great force, and then continue to give birth to new skin, and then urge it to destroy it. It is giving birth to new skin, and then continue to circulate..."

In this way, Zhao Sheng kept thinking and enduring great pain to keep the posture on the picture.

God, it soon got dark.

Zhao Sheng collapsed weakly on the bed, panting heavily.

After a long time of practice, his body has been covered with stains.

Whether Zhao Sheng's previous life or his present life, he is more sloppy. But he still couldn't stand the stench that was constantly emanating from him. He wanted to go to the bathroom immediately and wash away the stains on his body, but the serious sense of detachment still made him paralyze in bed and rest for a full time.

Then he slowly picked up a new suit of clothes and went straight to the washroom.

"Sister Xiaoping, you stay at home. I'll go out and remember not to leave the mansion." Zhao Sheng, dressed in a black robe and holding a green dragon gun, stood behind the gate of the Zhao mansion and said to Zhao Xiaoping with a serious face.

"Childe, you..." Zhao Xiaoping wanted to say something, but Zhao Sheng didn't give her a chance at all, but turned directly out of the door of the Zhao family's residence.

······At night, the moonlight flickered under the cover of dark clouds. The cold wind blew through Zhao Sheng's body, but it did not extinguish Zhao Sheng's heart.

Zhao Sheng is by no means a person who loves to remember hatred, but as long as he is the one who makes him remember hatred, he will definitely suffer his revenge.

With the collar raised a little, Zhao Sheng walked out of Qingyan city quietly.

It is said that the reason why Qingyan city was established thousands of years ago is the vast Qingyan forest next to Qingyan city.

The place Zhao Sheng is going to is the Qingyan forest where the residents of Qingyan city love and hate, and Zhao Sheng's adoptive father dies.

The residents of Qingyan city love that there are endless monsters in Qingyan forest, which can provide them with a lot of meat.

But what we hate is also the endless monster. Over the years, I don't know how many people died in the mouth of those monsters. Even in the history of Qingyan City, there were several times when monsters wanted to rush into Qingyan city and devour humans.

"With my strength, there should be no problem hunting monsters outside the forest." Zhao Sheng stood about a kilometer away from Qingyan City, looked at the dense forest in front of him and muttered in a low voice.

The power of nature is great. Even Zhao Sheng, who has the cultivation of fit environment and is proud of the world in his previous life, has never seen through the secret of Qingyan forest. Even the most central part of the forest dare not step foot at all.

Zhao Sheng doesn't have any accomplishments at this time. If he can practice the Youlong Manxiang formula to the beginning, he has a great chance to improve his body cultivation to the early stage of the day after tomorrow. Unfortunately, it's not a matter of getting started overnight.

However, the good thing is that cultivation does not necessarily represent absolute strength. Otherwise, how can Zhao Sheng defeat Xiao Hua when he meets him?

In the blood moon mainland, accomplishments are divided into nine grades.

The day after tomorrow, congenital, golden elixir, Yuanying, Huashen, combination, Dujie, Mahayana, and the legendary master.

In his previous life, Zhao Sheng had the cultivation of fit realm, but in the last peak World War I, Zhao Sheng even killed many of his great powers during the robbery period.

"Come on, for the unfinished exploration in the previous life and to solve those mysteries, I, Zhao Sheng, don't be afraid of it!" he spit out a long turbid breath, and Zhao Sheng galloped towards the periphery of Qingyan forest with a green dragon spear.

······"Whoosh..." the sound of cutting through the air sounded, and Zhao Sheng's pupils shrank suddenly, which immediately produced a strong sense of crisis.

Therefore, Zhao Sheng's body subconsciously hid on the oblique side, and the green dragon spear in his right hand went up.

"Bang!" after a dull sound, Zhao Sheng was knocked to the ground by a sudden great force.

A stronger sense of crisis than before hit again. Zhao Sheng suddenly flashed to the right. For only a moment, Zhao Sheng felt the ground beside him shaking violently.

"This body... Is really weak enough..." the idea flashed through Zhao Sheng's mind. Life and death may only be in a moment. Zhao Sheng has no time to think.

The tip of the gun smashed to the ground, and Zhao Sheng forced his body up.

"Hiss..." Zhao Sheng stood in place, his pupils narrowed, looking at the python spitting out letters and hissing not far in front of him. His facial expression couldn't help becoming very serious.