Chapter 90

"The heart is empty, hold the heart and keep the yuan..."

Reading the first and second level formula of Youlong Manxiang formula, Zhao Sheng's body quickly absorbed the aura instilled into him by the six mans cultivation chart.

Zhao Sheng, who has the cultivation of Qi in the later stage of the day after tomorrow and the cultivation of body in the middle stage of the day after tomorrow, has made plans for the use of 2000 spirit stones. Body training is very important, as is Qi training. Therefore, what Zhao Sheng is trying to do is to keep Qi training and body training at the same level.

His skin was constantly emitting oil stains and black stains.

Only by refining the skin once and practicing hard for three levels can you get the immortal skin of King Kong.

Frowning, Zhao Sheng endured the severe pain brought by practicing Youlong Manxiang Jue.

On this continent, there are too few monks who have stepped into body training. Few people can hold on to the sharp pain that exists all the time in the process of cultivation. Not to mention the same practice, it not only has no pain, but also can fly to the sky and hide to manipulate magic weapons. It looks very natural and unrestrained to practice Qi all the way as a comparison.

But since you long Manxiang Jue was left by his adoptive father, and he also said that physical training is extremely important, Zhao Sheng must make great efforts to practice.

"Hoo..." he took a long breath. After forty breaths, his body finally stopped because of the severe pain.

You long Manxiang Jue's first three-level posture. Each one needs to adhere to 81 breath before it represents refining. Eighty one breath is a time to say whether it is long or short.

But in any case, keeping posture and following the formula, running heaven and earth aura on the skin and maintaining 81 breath is definitely not something that can be done in a day or two.

Moving his limbs and alleviating the sharp pain on his skin, Zhao Sheng recalled the situation of just running Reiki in his mind.

If he can practice the first level or even the second level of the second level of Youlong Manxiang Jue at the time of disciple Dabi, he can greatly increase his probability of becoming the first in disciple Dabi.

"It's just... According to you long man Xiang Jue, each weight corresponds to a major stage of cultivation. But why is this you long man Xiang Jue only six times..."

Alleviating the pain on the skin, Zhao Sheng couldn't help thinking about this problem.

"Is this Kung Fu that my adoptive father found a fragmented script?"

"Bang Bang..." the knock on the door suddenly interrupted Zhao Sheng's thinking.

After shaking his head, Zhao Sheng stopped thinking for a while. It was still that sentence. Since it was impossible to come up with an answer for the time being, why drill a bull's horn.

Standing up, Zhao Sheng was a little curious about who would be at the door.

Elder martial sister? Although she hoped it would be her in her heart, he knew that it was almost impossible for Xinpo to see him before he completed his oath. After all, a beautiful little girl and a vigorous young man know what will happen.

"Squeak..." "Puff..."

Almost the moment Zhao Sheng opened the door, a figure leaning on the door fell directly to the ground.

"Well, who are you?" Zhao Sheng asked with some convulsions at the corner of his mouth.

But the man who fell to the ground obviously fainted, and didn't hear Zhao Sheng's question at all.

After skimming his mouth, Zhao Sheng had to go to the bathroom and pick up a large bucket of water.

Then he walked to the man who suddenly broke in again.

"Wow!" a bucket of cold water poured directly on the man.

"Ah ah..." the man sat up directly stimulated by the cold water.

But until as like as two peas, Zhao Shengcai suddenly found his clothes exactly the same as those worn by Yong Shou Lu in the morning.

Is... This fat face like a pig's head, can it be Yong Shoulu?

But standing Zhao Sheng soon thought of a sentence, that is, the heart is separated from the belly.

Who knows what this man is thinking in his heart. What if it's not Yong Shoulu, but a dead fat house that heard that a beautiful man who loves flowers and blossoms in this room has a big lust and wants to take advantage of him?

So, Zhao Sheng summoned the green dragon spear vigilantly, and then pointed the spear tip at the man on the ground.

"Who are you? Say it quickly. If you don't say it, I'll beat you out."

The bloated man sat powerlessly on the ground, his face full of grievances.

"Hiss, Xi... Weng sou rate..." the man said in a voice that could no longer leak.

"What?" Zhao Sheng had never heard of this language, so he couldn't help feeling a little confused.

"Shivo! Don't attack Li's heart." the man's voice was more wronged, as if he was about to cry.

Zhao Sheng, who listened carefully this time, came up with some.

"You mean you're brother Lu?" the tip of Qinglong's long gun still pointed at the man.

"Mm-hmm!" the man looked at Zhao Sheng and finally realized that he was yong Shoulu. He nodded his head with great excitement.

"Brother Lu! Why are you like this!" Zhao Sheng threw the Qinglong gun aside and quickly pulled Yong Shoulu up from the ground.

Anyway, brother Lu is very interesting. After all, he "took the initiative" to help him spend more than 3000 credit points, killed more than 100 spirit stones, and was pressed on the ground for friction.

"Well, bu Jida..."

"Well, I'll pour you a glass of water. I think brother Lu, you'd better have a rest first. What happens when you recover? What do you think?"

"Ho..."

"Elder martial brother, you have a good rest here. Just go back directly after you have a good rest. I have to go to the merit room to see if there is anything to do."

Although Zhao Sheng deeply sympathized with Yong Shoulu's experience. But in two months, Zhao Sheng really didn't want to delay the slightest bit. However, he couldn't do such a thing as driving Yong Shoulu away directly. Therefore, he directly left his room after covering the six awn Dharma chart in the room with a futon.

"Alas, if only the body could absorb those auras all the time. In that case, two thousand aura stones would definitely be enough for me to improve my cultivation to the middle or even later stage of congenital." Zhao Sheng, who was walking on the road, muttered in a low voice: "now I hope there are still tasks I want in the credit room."

With a try attitude, Zhao Sheng walked to the credit room not far from the room.

The area of the merit room is very large, which is comparable to that of the sect hall.

Tens of thousands of external disciples of Daoqing sect stop here every day to try to get something they like to do and get a lot of rewards.

Zhao Sheng, who has previous life experience, naturally knows that in the credit room, several items will be released every three or five times, but no one is willing to complete the task.

His eyes swept the task orders in front of him, but he didn't find the task he wanted to do at all.

"Hmm?" suddenly, just when he was ready to give up, a task order in the corner of the credit room aroused Zhao Sheng's interest.