Zhao Rong returned to his room.

After taking a shower.

He placed the bookcase on the table and took out the items one by one.

Zhao Rong held his chin with both hands and stared at him for a moment.

Suddenly, he reached out and took out the black pendant left to him by the third brother from his chest.

Hold it in the palm of your hand.

Use the nameless sword technique to practice it.

Three days ago, I witnessed the last boxing stake handed over by Liu Sanbian before his death.

The sword-tearing furnace seemed to be able to come from the air, and gently pointed it at Zhao Rong, igniting the qi and blood in the ancient well-wave meridians in his body.

Finally, in the disordered qi, he found the innate vital energy.

In fact, Zhao Rong knew in his heart that the reason why he had such a rare opportunity was because of the shock of the scene before Liu Sanbian died.

It has been more than half a year since "awakening" in this world.

Zhao Rong still occasionally feels a sense of misfortune.

Especially when it's late at night.

At a certain moment, he would feel that he had been separated from the world and became a spectator.

Therefore, he has a cold and indifferent feeling of watching many things in this world.

I felt that the death of someone I didn’t know was just a trivial matter for him, just like the dark moon and windy night in Taibai Mountain.

However, this kind of "unlucky feeling" has become less and less, because friends and friends have gradually appeared around him, and he has also begun to have things and people he cares about.

For example, Qingjun, Qian'er, Liu Sanbian, Lin Wenruo, and... that stupid girl just now.

Zhao Rong was like a kite. They were all pulling his string, connecting his heart that was in the air with the thick and strong earth.

And now, a thread is broken.

This time, he is no longer a passerby who is watching coldly.

After several days of sorting.

Zhao Rong has steadily entered the Qingxu period of the Heavenly Realm.

This state is almost easy for some people, and even born with it.

But for Zhao Rong, he had overcome a big hurdle.

Zhao Rong quietly looked at his fist clenched tightly.

Feel the innate vitality in your body that travels through the limbs and bones along the meridians that have been opened.

This air is slender and faint.

But it is the foundation of the great way and has endless wonderful uses.

No matter how powerful a monk or a terrifying warrior is, he starts to embark on the path of cultivation from this tone.

It is the innate energy.

Different people have different strengths at the beginning.

If you want to improve it at present, you can only rely on strengthening your body.

But its strength actually has little impact on the first two realms, because the first two realms only rely on it to open up the meridian acupoints.

It only serves as a transitional purpose.

Once you break through the bottleneck of Fuyao Realm and attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into your body, you will no longer need it.

Therefore, except for those who follow the martial arts path, other monks generally do not pay too much attention to it, just enough.

Zhao Rong was now using this hard-won innate energy to practice the Sumeru things in his hand.

About one stick of incense has passed.

Zhao Rong felt that the things in his hand seemed to have caused an invisible wave.

"bite!"

The sound is slight.

He let out a light breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Then, Zhao Rong closed his eyes and penetrated his spiritual sense into it.

There is a space of ten feet square inside.

There are not many things, and they can even be said to be empty.

There are only two places where things are piled up

One place is in the corner, where there are a pile of medicinal materials placed in brocade boxes.

Zhao Rong knew that this was the medicinal herb that Liu San had prepared for him on weekdays.

The other is the center of the space.

There are two poems and a package.

Zhao Rong took back his spiritual sense and opened his eyes.

The former is a poem he gave to Liu Sanbian that contained "Qingshan", while the latter should be something he wanted to send to the child named "Qingshan".

Zhao Rong put all the valuables on the table into the Sumeru items.

Only a small incense burner and a black embroidery bag were left.

It is one of Lin Wenruo's farewell gifts, the top auxiliary object for the Qingxu period of the Heaven Realm.

Chess Nan agarwood.

He followed his memory and opened the furnace and ignited the fire in an orderly manner.

After a while.

The fragrance of boiling blood radiated into the room.

Zhao Rong closed his eyes and practiced.

The next day.

early morning.

Zhao Rong changed into casual clothes and went out, and met Su Xiaoxiao who was also pushing the door out.

The two looked at each other.

Zhao Rong was still a little embarrassed when he thought about what happened last night.

"Zhao Rong, Chen'an."

Su Xiaoxiao greeted her with a slight smile on her face as usual.

Like nothing wrong.

She glanced at Zhao Rong's head, tilted her little head, and smiled:

"Well, it's just right, you're going out. Remember to bring me breakfast, just like yesterday."

After saying that, he turned around and went back to the room.

I went back to sleep.

She usually doesn't ask what Zhao Rong is going to do, and she doesn't even ask when she will set off and why she will continue to stay.

Because she knew that Zhao Rong had his arrangements, she just needed to listen to him...except for some time.

On the corridor.

Zhao Rong touched his nose, stood there and thought for a while, then shrugged slightly, then went downstairs and started today's itinerary.

I brought the lazy man some early to go back.

During this period, when he knocked on the door and asked her to come out to take it, the little girl lazily told him to push the door and go in.

But who is Zhao Rong? The same pit will never fall into it twice... unless you can't help it.

He suddenly felt alert outside the door.

So, righteously rejected the seemingly reasonable request that might have hidden a murderous opportunity, put breakfast at Su Xiaoxiao's door and left.

Morning is the time when everything is in full bloom, so you must not get angry...

after.

Zhao Rong started walking around Liangjing City in the morning.

Streets and alleys, restaurants and teahouses.

He will go and see any places where there are too many people and talkative things.
To be continued...