Special autumn clothes to keep out the cold...

Zhao Rong rubbed his face, said nothing when he saw home, and continued to walk on the ancient boxing pile. He felt the red snake transformed from the innate energy rushing in his meridians, silently calculated, and slowly started the third sprint tonight.

pulse.

The eight extraordinary meridians that are impacted this time are the "daily meridians".

It originates from Ji Xiang, goes down diagonally to Daimai point, and wraps around the body like a belt, roughly located at the waist of the human body.

Even though it was impacting on his meridians, Zhao Rong still couldn't help it. From time to time, he was slightly lost in thought, and his mind wandered to the mistress of Qinglianxuan, Nanci Jingshe, Taiqing Mansion, a hundred miles away.

What is she doing now?

Are you practicing alone in an empty room, or are you quietly opening the west window of your boudoir after taking a bath, looking up at the bright moon in the sky, and missing the bright moon in your heart?

Is Mr. Qing worried about your husband who is practicing? I wonder if I can break the pulse smoothly.

With this thought in mind, Zhao Rong's stance became more and more steady, while his fists became more intense.

In the center of the room, his five-style boxing movements were opened and closed, and the rhythm was getting faster and faster.

Among the meridians in the body, the body shape of the little red snake has shrunk several times compared to the beginning, but the spirit of the little red snake is getting stronger and stronger.

In the small Zhoutian composed of the four meridians "Yin Qiao Mai" and "Yin Qiao Mai", one breath turns thousands of times, and the energy rushes to the bull!

In an instant, Lei Xiao Zhoutian was gone.

Rumble————

It was like a border cavalry with heavy red armor, risking their lives and fighting to the death to hit the majestic pass that stood in the "pulse"!

boom---

Armor shattered, all dead, blood gathered.

The little red snake retreats and returns to the four-meridian small Zhoutian, where it circulates and accumulates power.

Come again.

Once, twice, three times...

At the foot of Xiongguan, blood gradually accumulated, and the blood particles turned into countless ants, climbing and gnawing.

The weaker the blood energy of the little red snake is, the smaller its body is, but the fiercer the blood energy is, the stronger it becomes!

Within the veins, the great pass that blocks the innate vitality that has been flowing out for thousands of miles begins to slowly shake at an unknown moment.

Outside Dongli's small building, everything was silent. Inside the north room, Zhao Rong's face was red, his body was swaying, but he kept walking, and his fists were light but heavy!

Qingjun's beautiful figure appeared in front of his eyes again. She was holding the porridge bowl in both hands and carefully holding it to him with a smile.

Zhao Rong opened his eyes slightly.

In fact, if you think about it, Qingjun is also very concerned about his cultivation level and is even anxious about it. The two of them are still very young. Let's not talk about immortality together for the moment. Qingjun, who is immortal, longs for him to catch up in her footsteps.

At the moment, Qingjun and his unfinished wedding ceremony to Duke Zhou.

Currently taking the path of a martial artist, he is in the stage of ascending to the sky. If he does not break through the realm and enter Fuyao, he will not be able to be in harmony with Qingjun's yin and yang, and be compatible with each other. Otherwise, his yang energy will no longer just do needlework for him.

It's so easy to let go, but because of his ordinary qualifications, after the martial artist breaks the precepts, he will never be able to rise to prominence.

This must be the reason why the lady has not returned the black jade token that belongs to him, right?

Tick...tick...

Zhao Rong was walking around with his eyes closed, sweat sliding down his cheeks, following the curve of his bulging cheeks through clenched teeth, and collecting on the edges of his sharply angular face.

low.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but think about her.

So... Qing Jun carefully sent him this bowl of soft rice to help him break the mirror?

She doesn't know how much effort she put into getting this elixir.

Although Qingjun is a Haoran realm sword cultivator and the proud daughter of Taiqing Mansion, and in addition to the resources allocated by Xiaoyao Mansion, she is also supported by a medium-sized first-class noble family in the Yamashita Dynasty, but she is currently

This is the time when the mirror is broken, cultivation requires more resources, and it is a swordsmanship that costs a lot of money.

And although this auxiliary elixir is only an auxiliary item for breaking through from the Ascending Heaven Realm to the Fuyao Realm, it is very scarce in the mountains.

There are many descendants of wealthy families on Mount Gein, or descendants of powerful monks, and many of them have the same difficulty climbing the mountain as him.

And this kind of people have mountains at their backs and are most in need of money. This is actually the reason why Luohuapin's poems that can break the Fuyao realm are sold in the mountains and are priceless.

How much did Qingjun spend to obtain this elixir?

Zhao Rong pursed his lips, kept punching, sweat continued to fall, and his feet were already stained with water.

Zhao Rong felt a little helpless.

He was not short of money, not to mention the poems from his previous life in his mind, which were almost inexhaustible in a short period of time - some of them may have been included in the legendary Nanshan poems. Before he entered Linlu Academy, he was afraid that big trees would attract the wind.

He avoided it, but now that he has entered the academy and has a student status, he is a lot safer - even if it is a Luo Hua Pin, he can sometimes compose a few poems when inspiration comes to him, and he doesn't find it too difficult.

For example, after having a night talk with Wen Ruo in the Zhongnan Kingdom, he came back in joy and wrote the poem "Dian Crimson Lips". Another example is the famous poem he wrote in front of a literary gathering while dressing up as Wen Ruo outside Liang Jing in the Wei Dynasty.

, gave it to Xiaoxiao, and later she said she wanted to give it to her grandma as a greeting gift for this junior generation.

Therefore, if he went to Duyou City, Zhao Rong would not have to worry about money. Instead, he would have to worry about how to sell a large number of high-quality poems that are scarce on the market in a low-key manner without being noticed.

It's just that today is a holiday, and Yu Huaijin came out in the middle to completely help him solve these worries about happiness. He won't even think about running into the city for a short time. Brother Zhao has finished his piano skills and passed this first.

Let’s talk about the crucial mid-month exam...

Therefore, now he can only stay quietly and wait for Qingjun to feed him?

Well, there are also "autumn clothes" that can protect you from the cold at night and solve your problems...

While Zhao Rong was guiding the little red snake in his body to attack his meridians, his thoughts were a little distracted.

Thinking of Yu Huaijin, his teeth started to itch.

Thinking of Qingjun and Xiaoxiao, Zhao Rong felt warm in his heart.

"What are you thinking about? You are more courageous than Kunpeng! How dare you lose your mind when you break the mirror?!" Gui, who had been silent all this time, suddenly shouted loudly.

Zhao Rong was startled, woke up suddenly, opened his eyes, and quickly restrained his thoughts, cutting off all the strange and confusing thoughts that suddenly appeared in the lake of his heart.

My mind gradually became clearer.

Zhao Rong's secret path is very dangerous. If this way of cultivation is not good at all, something will happen. He is only in the initial stage of ascending to the heaven realm and entering the Fuyao realm. He is unruly and uncontrollable. What if he is an evil dragon in the lake in a higher realm?

With inner demons...

The next second, Zhao Rong's teeth collided, and even this distracting thought of luck was gone.

The lake in my heart was completely calm.

There is no wrinkle on the surface of the lake.

His eyes were calm, and then he slowly closed his eyes, all his concentration and mind sinking into the inner channels of his meridians.

now.

Among the meridians in the body, among the "belt veins" blocked by impurities, the majestic pass was about to collapse. A few breaths ago, it could barely resist the "iron cavalry" of the red snake.

The little red snake dragged its weak body but did not change its ferocious nature, and slowly retreated back into the small cyclical sky formed by the other four meridians.

Zhao Rong held his breath and calmed down, his pulse was located at the waist of the ring body.

He frowned, turned his body slightly to the left, put his center of gravity slightly on his right foot, wrapped his right hand upwards and pressed downwards with his left hand.

Lazy to tie clothes.

In an instant, Zhao Rong thrust out his right fist!

Among the four small meridians in the body, the little red snake is like a bow full of arrows, rushing towards the "Xiongguan" with the meridians as fast as a spark, and its momentum is like breaking a bamboo!

boom------!

In Zhao Rong's inner vision, the Xiongguan with blocked veins suddenly collapsed, and all the impurities that had accumulated were shattered and were being washed away by the small red snakes that emitted red light.

"Hoo~"

Zhao Rong's held breath suddenly relaxed and he was about to open his eyes...

At this moment!

In the calm lake of deathly silence, an extremely simple and brief thought suddenly emerged, as if someone was whispering in his ear.

"Qingjun saw Xiaoxiao."

Calm and sure.

Zhao Rong froze and turned into a stone statue standing still.

One breath, two breaths, three...

Expansion————!

Zhao Rong lost his mind, and the little red snake that was about to pass through with fierce energy inside his body lost its shackles, completely lost control, could not maintain its shape, and exploded in an instant.

The innate vitality counterattacks.
To be continued...