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Zhang Jun hugged the blade pulled out of the rock wall and watched the sun slowly set. He waved the blade covered with brown blood in his hand. The blade made a scream of sound from the air. Although it still looked solid on the outside, Zhang Jun could feel the tiny cracks hidden inside under the dark force of the blade. These cracks were inevitable damage after countless times of using the blade. Although each one was very small, over time, the blade was already overwhelmed and would break at some time. Perhaps the next time he confronted others, Zhang Jun was having a headache about how to repair the blade. After all, this knife was his own enlightenment knife, and it had extraordinary significance and he didn't want to throw it away easily!

Looking at the brown back of the knife in his hand and the blade that was about to become a saw with some headache, and touching his head, Zhang Jun secretly asked Shen Ge in his heart: What should we do? Let me give you a message first, the fragment of the Shen Ge.

Unfortunately, the fragments of the divine nature that had been tried and tested were not given a accurate letter, but just gave a sentence: it was over with the strengthening of the dream Yuanli, which made Zhang Jun have to look at the blade in his hand and sit for a long time.

After a while, Zhang Jun finally couldn't help it. After thinking about it, he couldn't understand how to do it. He simply put his heart on his mind and thought that since he could use Dream Yuanli to strengthen his body, it was not impossible to use Dream Yuanli to strengthen weapons. Anyway, Dream Yuanli itself is the cornerstone of the illusory world. Rebuilding matter with Dream Yuanli in the illusory dream world is just to restore the process of collecting Dream Yuanli.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jun made up his mind and felt the stored dream Yuanli contained in the fragments of the divine nature in his soul. After Zhang Jun inexplicably understood the artistic conception of killing the Tao, his spirit seemed to be in a period of transformation, constantly absorbing the stored dream Yuanli in the divine nature. Now, he can absorb more than a hundred dream Yuanli into his soul core every day, which is like a black hole. Now, in just about ten days, more than a thousand dream Yuanli have been absorbed. If this continues, Zhang Junke will have to face the journey of earning dream Yuanli again.

Looking at Meng Yuanli who was only about 3,000 points left and was still decreasing, Zhang Jun sighed and guided Meng Yuanli into his hand with consciousness, slowly entering the blade from his hand. However, just after leaving Zhang Jun's body, Meng Yuanli immediately turned into an invisible fine blue light spot and scattered.

"Grass!" Zhang Jun cursed hatred. What should I do? Sighed, and the dream Yuanli of more than ten points disappeared in an instant. If this continues, no matter how rich Zhang Jun is, he will soon become a pauper.

He was heartbroken, "Please, isn't it great to get the corresponding results for me? Please, strengthen the blade for me!" Even Zhang Jun didn't have any expectations for this request, but the next scene made Zhang Jun's eyes almost glar.

Just as Zhang Jun issued the idea of ​​strengthening the blade, Zhang Jun seemed to feel his spirit briefly merging with Meng Yuanli in an instant. No! This is not fusion but becoming the leader of Meng Yuanli, guiding the direction of Meng Yuanli's change. Meng Yuanli is like a group of conscientious people. All Zhang Jun has to do is to pass on his own thoughts to them so that they can understand what they should do.

At this moment, a stream of Meng Yuanli flowed from Zhang Jun's arm into the hilt and blade at a terrifying speed. Within ten seconds, more than 100 points of Meng Yuanli merged into the blade in his hand. Zhang Jun could clearly feel the cracks in the blade healing rapidly. In just one or two seconds, the entire blade was completely renewed. Although the appearance did not change much, all the damage inside it was as intact as before. Even the newly built knife was not as strong as the knife in Zhang Jun's hand.

But at this point, Zhang Jun still did not stop the input of Meng Yuanli in his hand, because Zhang Jun suddenly thought of a very strange idea. Meng Yuanli already knew that it could strengthen his own strength, but the Dream Magic Gem could allow a non-level strongman at the nightmare level to instantly cross the gap in the level into the black iron level. However, Zhang Jun cannot integrate this Dream Magic Gem now, because this Dream Magic Gem has great side effects. But on the other hand, if it is not Zhang Jun himself, but Zhang Jun's weapon, wouldn't there be no worries? Thinking of this, Zhang Jun closed his eyes and felt the planet-like dream magic gem in the divine nature deep in his soul, which is different from Meng Yuanli. If Meng Yuanli is a cyclone composed of dust and sand particles in the Milky Way, then the Dream Magic Gem is the meteorite star body, and there is a fundamental difference between the two.

However, Zhang Jun himself merged with the divine fragments, and the dispatch of these dream magic gems is easy to control. He easily mobilized the dream magic gems into the blade, and used his mind to imagine the dream magic gems as the result that Zhang Jun expected.

"Well! First of all, you have to be strong and sharp, and then............ except for the two strong and sharp...... you can do whatever else you want." Zhang Jun um um um um uh uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh ze uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh

However, this Dream Magic Gem has no thinking and can only follow the direction of development after Zhang Jun's thoughts. Unlike the slowly transformed water like Meng Yuanli, the D-level Dream Magic Gem is the lowest among Dream Magic Gem, but it also contains a law of the world's movement. The power of the virtual world changes will produce a nearly deep blue light that can be clearly seen by the naked eye. Fortunately, there is no one around Zhang Jun, otherwise, seeing such a supernatural scene will definitely rebuke Zhang Jun as a demon.

Under the action of the Dream Magic Gem, the gap and curling blade of the blade are constantly recovering under the dark blue luster. Not only does it return to the luster that seems to be just broken, but it also presents a streamlined killing beauty. If you look closely, you will find a touch of blood flowing on the sharp blade. Although the appearance of the blade has not changed, only Zhang Jun, who is holding the blade, can feel that the knife in his hand is completely different.

Just a glance, the sharp edge of the blade seemed to break through the air, and even his eyes felt a slight tingling feeling. It was a magic weapon no less than the Xueyin Knife and the peerless sword. Even Zhang Jun sighed at this scene and admired the magic of the Meng Yuanli and the Dream Magic Gem.

"In this way, Meng Yuanli seems to be able to recover and enhance the material itself, but the Dream Magic Gem can essentially change the characteristics and materials of this weapon. It is indeed worthy of being comparable to the power of the Creator God. Although this can only exist eternally in the illusory world, the power of this creation can be regarded as a miracle!" After sighing, Zhang Jun felt the blade that seemed satisfied, and the speed of absorbing Meng Yuanli dropped by half. When the last bit of Meng Yuanli he needed was absorbed by the blade that had been strengthened in his hand, a trace of almost faded invisible patterns appeared on the entire blade, as if he was born to be attached to steel and formed during the creation process.

He gently waved the blade in his hand, and a handy feeling was born from the blade. This knife seemed to be built for Zhang Jun himself. After strengthening, whether it is weight, length, length and width ratio, it has been slightly adjusted. Even the handle of the knife is slightly deformed and more suitable for his own palm. This feeling is like this blade is born to be a magic weapon created for himself.

Crack! On the mountain where the blade was crossing, an invisible thin mark slowly expanded. With a sound of explosion, the entire half-man-sized mountain rock slid smoothly from the rock wall. The fracture was as smooth as a mirror, and it was even like a marble floor, which could reflect Zhang Jun's figure. Zhang Jun, who was slightly stunned, subconsciously looked at the blade in his hand, as if it had been strengthened a little too much, but it was not surprising that the cost was spent. After all, it took nearly two thousand points of dream energy and a D-level dream magic gem, even ordinary people could directly strengthen it into a small boss.

In the following time, Zhang Jun was constantly adapting to the enhanced weapons. Although Zhang Jun practiced the national martial arts Huo Family Fist, there were also some boxing techniques of Bagua, Tai Chi, and Xingyi. After all, when Huo Yuanjia first created this Mishijie Fist, he visited all the boxing fields in the country, gathering the strengths of hundreds of schools into Mishijie Fist. Although Zhang Jun only learned it for two years, he was not ignorant of other schools of boxing techniques under Huo Yuanjia's eyes and ears every day. Therefore, combined with some Bagua and Xingyi boxing or palm techniques, Zhang Jun's knife skills gradually became as proficient and transparent as his own boxing techniques.

In this case, it was almost late at night, and Zhang Jun of course did not forget what Wuming said. He went down the mountain in the middle of the night to seek advice from Wuming in Lingyin Temple under the cliff. Zhang Jun was not so worried about his own safety. First of all, since Wuming was not bad for him at the first time, there was no need to worry. Secondly, Zhang Jun also strengthened the blade in his hand. Even if Wuming wanted to be bad for him, he had a chance to escape.

Therefore, when Zhang Jun arrived at Lingyin Temple, he was still in the mood to see the scenery here and regarded it as a trip. However, what Zhang Jun did not expect was that there was an additional visitor to Lingyin Temple before he came here.

As soon as he entered the backyard of Lingyin Temple, the sword energy soared into the sky made Zhang Jun feel creepy. The divine weapon hidden in the scabbard in Zhang Jun's hand seemed to be provoked, and he did not dare to be lonely and exuded a pure murderous intent, as if urging Zhang Jun to draw his sword and kill the other party, but Zhang Jun carefully held the divine sword in his hand.

Pushing the door, the sword energy of the peerless sword in Bu Jingyun's hand slowly converged, and no trace of it was leaked out. As his sword energy disappeared, the magic sword in Zhang Jun's hand slowly calmed down.

"I didn't expect you to find a magic weapon with such a sharp aura in one day. It's really hard to see through." Wuming looked at Zhang Jun and said in surprise. Although Zhang Jun tried his best to suppress the explosion of the sword intent, who is Wuming? In Wuming's eyes, the exposed sword aura in Zhang Jun's hand was no less than other magic weapons. Wuming really didn't know where Zhang Jun found it.

"Seniors have been awarded too much. Although warriors can use weapons to enhance their own strength, they must never lose their roots. No matter how strong the weapons are, they are only external objects. Only by their own strength can they control weapons. Otherwise, they will be just a puppet enslaved by weapons." Zhang Jun smiled slightly.

Wuming Wenyan's originally worried look suddenly disappeared, but instead showed a smile, "That's right! Brother Zhang is not an ordinary person, he can see so thoroughly. Unfortunately, everyone in the world is deceived by power. Warriors cannot rely too much on external things, and people cannot be too obsessed with power. For warriors, external things are ultimately external things. Even if a magic weapon is earth-shaking, it is not your own power. Although power is good, it is still just an external thing for the world. If you don't bring it to life and death, it is useless to chase it. Unfortunately, there are very few people in this world who are so open-minded like little brothers, and most of them are fascinated by power."

"Jingyun, I have passed on all this inexplicable sword technique and the sword move of the Ten Thousand Swords of the Sect. How to absorb and digest it and eventually become your own swordsmanship depends on you. All I can do is bring you into this door, and you will depend on you in the future! I hope it can help you deal with Jue Wushen!" Wuming looked at Bu Jingyun and said lightly, "And have those three things brought?"

"Thank you for your merits. Although this is a matter passed down by Junior Brother Feng's family, Junior Brother Feng once said that Senior Wuming asked for these things, would never pass them on to the evil people to harm the world, so these items are all based on the seniors' work." Bu Jingyun said, looking at Zhang Jun, then took out a small bag wrapped in linen from his chest and handed it to Wuming.

"Brother Zhang, I think you also know that if the demonic heart in your heart is allowed to grow like this, it will cause trouble. If you believe it, you can take these three martial arts and believe that they can help you curb your demonic nature. Correspondingly, if possible, I hope you can help Fengyun and the two fight against Jue Wushen on the day of success and stop this martial arts catastrophe." Wuming handed the linen package, and Zhang Jun subconsciously took it.

When he opened the package in his hand, three martial arts books still with fresh ink fragrance appeared in front of Zhang Jun. Zhang Jun was shocked at first. "The Legs of the Wind God", "The Bing Xin Jue" and "The Six Art of Aohan" are all Nie Feng's unique skills, and they are even the martial arts of the ancestors. Wuming actually gave them to himself like this.

"Senior Wuming, this..." Although Zhang Jun wanted it very much, Wuming would never give this martial arts secret that people in the martial arts world dream of to someone who doesn't want to do it very much. The following conditions are likely to be impossible for Zhang Jun to afford it.

Zhang Jun took a breath, calmed down his greed, and put the three books in his hand and returned to Wuming: "Thank you for your kindness. I can't practice internal strength. These three books are useless to me. It is better for me to choose others to teach you, so I will be blessed to be able to endure it."

Unexpectedly, Wuming was more satisfied when he saw Zhang Jun like this. He could not be surprised when he was in trouble. He was indeed not an ordinary person. "Don't worry." As soon as Wuming finished speaking, he grabbed Zhang Jun's arm holding three secret books and raised it in front of him. An internal energy broke through Zhang Jun's instinctive defense and directly attacked Zhang Jun's whole body. Unfortunately, Zhang Jun practiced not martial arts but national skills. His physical instinctive resistance, and a stream of hidden power continued to surge out of his body, making Wuming stunned.

"Don't move! Senior is about to pass on the power, and you will be able to die both." Bu Jingyun couldn't help but shout when he saw Zhang Jun resisting.

Zhang Jun, who was about to draw his sword to protect himself, was stunned when he heard this. Then the last chance of struggle was cut off by Wuming who rushed over. A pair of big hands were pressed on his head and vest, and a powerful force was passed down from the Tianling Cover, pressing Zhang Jun across his knees. At the same time, a powerful internal air warm current was initiated on the vest and Tianling Cover behind Zhang Jun, making Zhang Jun feel a sharp sword penetrated through him from the Tianling Cover.

The spiritual body of the nightmare that constitutes the self-existence in the dream world is no different from the physical body. After all, no matter who it is, the soul evolves from the physical body. The soul and the physical body are inherently compatible, just like the relationship between the real world and the illusory dream world. Reality leads to illusion, and illusion sets off the reality. Zhang Jun, who is originally a spiritual body, will naturally form an existence that is the same as the physical body of the real world. The essence of the soul is the soul existence of the physical body in the dream world. In the dream world, Zhang Jun is powerful and also fragile. In the dream world, Zhang Jun can exert all his strength. Similarly, if the body in the dream world is destroyed, Zhang Jun's spiritual body without physical protection cannot escape into the spiritual dream world again like in the real world, but is completely swallowed by the entire dream world.

So when Zhang Jun himself was injected into the internal force by Wuming, there was no difference from the real flesh and blood. A little bit of flesh and blood meridians and blood vessels and internal organs were all presented in Zhang Jun's eyes. The internal energy followed a strange route to open up a strange route in Zhang Jun's body. First, it was a large route that penetrated the top of the head and the soles of the feet, and then along this route, like countless small neural networks outside the nerve center, based on the meridians that first penetrated, and then continued to advance to countless small meridians, and the tiny meridians were also developed.

At the same time, Zhang Jun's mind discovered that the soul core that collapsed into a black hole had strangely scattered countless thin threads, penetrated into Zhang Jun's body like a spider web and wrapped around the meridians that had just been opened. As the meridians continued to expand, the originally developed meridians gradually expanded and then stabilized, and the new meridians also slowly increased, and the thin wire-like meridians in the soul core also slowly became thicker and more. From Zhang Jun's perspective, the degree of combination between the soul core and the body was greatly enhanced, and Zhang Jun could even feel the trembling of the inner organs.
Chapter completed!