After asking people to carry Zhuge Qing away, Zhang Mu was blocked by a group of red-eyed women when he left the venue. They all had the same purpose, which was to avenge their idol husband Zhuge Qing.

However, some people hesitated when they saw Zhang Muzhi's appearance, which was no less than that of Zhuge Qing. Faced with such a group of idiot fans, Zhang Muzhi naturally did not hesitate and quickly disappeared from their sight.

On the way to see Lu Linglong, he picked up a handful of wild flowers in the woods. Naturally, he couldn't go empty-handed to visit a doctor. Fortunately, there was not much on Longhu Mountain, just mountains and vegetation. A few wild flowers that were rare outside could still be used.

Get it.

When he came to Lu Linglong's hospital bed, the person who held her hand transferred the spiritual energy in his body to warm her body. He also checked her thoroughly. Fortunately, she just fainted and there were no hidden injuries in her body. It didn't last long.

Suddenly there was a rush of steps in the hallway.

Soon Lu Jin walked in with an anxious look on his face. Looking at Lu Linglong lying on the bed, the old man was really on the verge of tears. Fortunately, Zhang Muzhi was present, otherwise this old man who was over a hundred years old might not have cried.

What does it look like?

"Don't worry, Mr. Lu, I've treated Linglong. It's nothing serious. Just let her rest for a while and she'll be fine."

Zhang Muzhi could naturally understand that the old man was worried about his great-granddaughter, so he quickly added.

"That's good, that's good."

After hearing what Zhang Muzhi said, the old man felt confident. He walked to Lu Linglong's bed and touched her head lovingly.

Thinking of the plot he had watched, Zhang Muzhi knew that Mr. Lu would definitely scold him when he calmed down, so he quietly ran away. When Lu Jin calmed down and wanted to curse Zhang Muzhi, he would vent his anger.

, this guy has already run away.

"This kid is really clever."

Looking at the wild flowers placed on the stool, Lu Jin smiled and cursed.

"Huh, luckily I can run fast."

Zhang Muzhi, who had just slipped away, took a breath outside and secretly praised his wit.

"Brother Mu Zhi, what are you doing here?"

Zhang Chulan originally wanted to come to the hospital for a visit, but the injured Feng Xingtong saw Zhang Muzhi and came to say hello.

"Oh, let me see Linglong."

Zhang Muzhi returned to his previous appearance and answered Zhang Chulan.

"Oh, that's it. Then I'll go see my friends first."

Zhang Chulan also knew that Lu Linglong was injured when she competed with Zhang Lingyu again, so she didn't care and turned around to leave.

"Zhang Chulan."

At a certain moment, I remembered the scene where Zhang Chulan contacted Quan Xinglu Liang through text messages.

Zhang Muzhi stopped Zhang Chulan.

"Ah, what..."

After being stopped, Zhang Chulan turned around and was about to ask why, only to see a fist hit him directly in the face.

"Brother Mu Zhi, why is this?"

Zhang Chulan was suddenly punched and naturally didn't know the reason.

"You actually practiced with those people. I...forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you."

Although he knew that Quan Xing was going to have a hand in this Luotian feast, when he thought that Zhang Chulan actually informed the group of people, Lu Jin, that they were prepared, he was furious. He originally wanted to

After cursing a few words, he remembered that these were the direction of the original plot, and it was not what Zhang Chulan wanted to do. He swallowed the words that came to his lips, turned around and disappeared from Zhang Chulan's sight.

He was still a little confused when he was beaten, but after hearing Zhang Muzhi's words, Zhang Chulan was no longer confused. Now he was just curious about where Zhang Muzhi knew that he was connected with Lu Liang. Naturally, he did not have the courage to ask.

No one disturbed Zhang Muzhi in the corner of the back mountain and he quickly regained the feeling he had when watching Feng Baobao's game today.

His guess was correct. At that time, he did find out a little bit about the direction of Kenshin's cultivation, or it could be said that he truly understood what Kenshin was.

The heart of the sword is not a move or a training method, but the simplest reason why you hold the sword.

In other words, condensing the sword heart is to let Zhang Muzhi understand why he practices with the sword.

Zhang Muzhi kept asking himself in his heart why he practiced and why he held the sword.

When he first traveled through time, he just wanted to survive in this troubled world, so he wanted to have the power to protect himself. Now that he has done it, he seems to have lost his way. You must know that people often need to do things with a certain degree of determination.

If you do it for the purpose, the effect will be better.

The same goes for cultivation, and sword cultivation pays more attention to this aspect, so Zhang Muzhi now needs to truly understand why he is swinging his sword.

"I wield my sword for myself and for the people I value. I will use the sword in my hand to deal with those enemies who threaten me. What the sword points to is what my heart wants."

"boom……"

I don’t know how much time passed, but the powerful sword intention was raging on the back mountain. Zhang Muzhi finally passed that hurdle and understood the purpose of his practice, which meant that he condensed the sword intention.

"Congratulations to the host, your cultivation has improved further."

The system in my mind that had been silent for a long time suddenly bubbled up.

"I would have thought you were dead even if you didn't bubble up. Is there any mission this time?"

This system in my body is real

It was no better than the cheats in the online articles he read. Their cheats would do tasks every other day, and his system would disappear from time to time.

"Yes, the system requires you to collect the so-called Eight Wonders, but don't worry, the task will take a long time."

As expected, when there is a task in the system, unexpected events will occur that would not occur otherwise.

"Collect? How do I collect it?"

It is not difficult to contact those people, but there is really nothing he can do if the system asks him to collect them. And as of now, the only known eight magical skills are Zhang Huaiyi's Qi Body Origin, Zheng Zibu's Tongtian Ru, and Feng Tianyang's Juling

The generals will be dispatched, and everything else is still unknown.

"You only need to get close to them. The system will do the collection, and the task will be completed within three years, so the host does not need to worry."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Muzhi understood instantly. It was the same as before. As long as it was contact, it would be okay. There was no problem, and there was enough time. He did not believe that within three years, the successors of those eight magical skills would not appear in the world.

, after all, the protagonist has already entered the world, and he believes that those people will appear one by one as the plot progresses.

When he came back to his senses, the system had lost contact again. He stood up and took out his mobile phone to see that it was indeed a timeless cultivation. He obviously only felt that a while had passed, but in fact a day had passed, and he had no idea what he was doing today.

Which game is it? If it is the first game, I may have missed it.

He anxiously looked at the match list. Fortunately, he was in the third game. His opponent was Wang Bing. He had no impression of it. The first game was Zhang Chulan versus Wang Ye. I guess the result should not change. Wang Ye should be

After preaching to Zhang Lingyu for a while, he gave up.

Just as he thought, after entering the arena and hearing the dissatisfaction of those in the audience, Zhang Muzhi knew that there was no difference in the results. The two of them ate steamed buns in the arena and decided the winner.

"Master Wang Ye, thank you very much."

Zhang Muzhi walked up to Wang Ye and seemed to be thanking him. In fact, he was thinking about his system mission and wanted to get in touch with him for a while. After all, Wang was also a descendant of Fenghou Qimen.

"Daozhang Zhang is serious. It's because I wasn't good enough and didn't figure out Daozhang Zhang. Otherwise, I wouldn't have taken a trip into this muddy water."

Wang Ye was also very depressed about why he couldn't figure out Zhang Muzhi, an outlier. With his help, Zhang Chulan would naturally be able to win the game. In that case, he would be able to stay out of the sight of those guys. In desperation, he had to blame everything on himself.

I haven't mastered my skills yet.

"Haha, stop talking and watch the game."
Chapter completed!