Chapter 1313 The Nine Layers of Energy Transformation
The sewers are indeed dirty, mosquitoes are rampant, and occasionally animal carcasses can be seen, which is fishy and smelly.
Zhang Xiaobei was afraid that Mingli would get dirty, so he carried her away. After walking for a few minutes, he came to his coffin. The coffin was very big, two meters wide and more than three meters long, and it was very clean inside.
Jumping into the coffin, the stench disappeared immediately, the nine-color fairy light vibrated, and Mingli felt very comfortable. She exclaimed: "What kind of treasure is this?"
Zhang Xiaobei said: "I also know, I discovered it by accident."
Mingli's eyes shone: "Good thing, I will sleep here every day from now on."
Zhang Xiaobei scratched his head: "Sleep here? Why don't you take the coffin away?"
Ming Li rolled her eyes at him: "Idiot. If someone finds out about such a good thing, then we are guilty of concealing it. We might as well leave it here and sleep here every night. After all, who would go to the sewer?"
She hugged Zhang Xiaobei: "I won't go back tonight."
From a distance, Tang Ziyi observed this scene and couldn't help but bite her teeth: "It's only been a day and I found a female companion. That's great!"
Zhu Qingyan pursed her lips and smiled: "Sister Ziyi, isn't this the catastrophe of reincarnation? Everything he has experienced at this time is like living a new life, so no matter what happens, we don't need to be angry."
Tang Ziyi sighed softly: "Of course I know, I'm just complaining."
She looked down at her bulging belly and said, "The baby is almost four months old. I hope he can complete his ordeal before the baby is born."
Luo Tianxiang smiled and said: "It must be possible. Your child will definitely be a little genius in the future."
Zhu Qingyan couldn't help but feel a little envious, thinking that when Wu Bei recovered, she would also give him a child, and she would definitely give birth to a son!
Zhang Xiaobei was young and full of energy. He tortured Mingli again in the coffin until she asked for mercy.
At this time, Mingli was covered in fragrant sweat. She rolled her eyes at Zhang Xiaobei and said, "You are so young, you know a lot of tricks."
Zhang Xiaobei smiled "hehe": "You haven't eaten pork, haven't you seen a pig running?"
Mingli slapped him: "Who are you calling a pig?"
The two chatted and laughed for a while, and Zhang Xiaobei said: "Sister Li, I want to practice."
Bright and beautiful eyes shone: "Little brother, do you know how to practice?"
Zhang Xiaobei nodded: "I am currently in the strength training state. I have developed An Jin during the day. I will see if I can practice Hua Jin tonight."
Mingli was happy in her heart. It was too difficult for ordinary people to live now. The stronger Zhang Xiaobei was, the better he could protect her and the hotel.
She then stopped disturbing Zhang Xiaobei and let him concentrate on his cultivation.
Zhang Xiaobei seemed to have an innate instinct in his body. He had mastered Huajin after only half an hour of practice.
It is difficult to master Huajin. Even if a master of Huajin faces a strong person at the peak of Qi training, he may not lose. However, the memory in his mind told him that there are nine levels of Huajin.
It is difficult for monks in the realm of strength to reach Huajin. Those who can achieve it are almost one in a hundred. And those who have reached Huajin generally only touch the edge of Huajin, which is the first level of Huajin.
These nine levels are divided into three realms. The first three levels are the realm of form, the middle three levels are the realm of mind, and the last three levels are called the realm of gods.
Among them, the realm of form can change the appearance of objects. For example, Zhang Xiaobei in the realm of form gets an object and adds inner energy to it, and the object will change its shape at will. Even if it is steel, soil,
All stones can be affected by internal energy.
Further up is the state of mind. The state of mind is very magical. A person who has reached this state can slap it with his hand and any object can be shaped according to his inner strength, just like magic.
Finally, there is the realm of God. At this time, the internal energy has reached the god level. It can change the molecular and atomic state of matter, turn ice into water, water into ice, and even turn stone into gold and water into oil. This is all for him.
Not difficult!
However, the vast majority of people can only reach the realm of form. If it is the realm of mind, then only super geniuses can achieve it. As for the realm of gods, only the geniuses among geniuses and the geniuses among geniuses can achieve it!
Zhang Xiaobei kept practicing, and within ten minutes, he punched out, and white light came out of his fist. This was the first level of energy transformation, releasing the inner energy to the outside!
An hour later, he punched again, and the shadow of a tiger appeared in the air, lingering in the air for several seconds before disappearing!
And this is the second level of transforming energy, leaving a shadow in the void!
Two hours later, the air around Zhang Xiaobei suddenly vibrated, and under the influence of internal energy, it condensed into the image of a fierce tiger, shrouding his body.
Seeing this lifelike tiger, Mingli let out a sweet cry.
Zhang Xiaobei opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, this is the ultimate state of form, inner strength transforms into form!"
Mingli asked curiously: "That must be awesome, right?"
Zhang Xiaobei said: "Sister Li, come with me."
The two walked out of the sewer and came to a construction site. The construction site was filled with sand. Zhang Xiaobei stepped on the pile of sand. The sand seemed to be alive and automatically piled up into a pagoda.
This pagoda was stacked from bottom to top, with two floors, four floors, eight floors, and ten floors. It was piled higher than Zhang Xiaobei, with a total of twenty-four floors!
Mingli exclaimed: "How amazing!"
Zhang Xiaobei: "This is the state of transformation of energy. Only by mastering the inner energy can we achieve this step."
Zhang Xiaobei had just reached the realm of form, and within a few minutes he felt it was difficult. He immediately gathered his energy and said, "I just finished it. It will take me two days to become proficient."
Mingli didn't know much about spiritual practice, so she asked: "Brother, can you beat the immortals?"
Human immortals are already very powerful existences for Mingli. For example, the person above the bald head has the cultivation level of a human immortal!
Zhang Xiaobei scratched his head: "I don't know. You can only know after being beaten."
Mingli: "Will your cultivation level still improve?"
Zhang Xiaobei: "Of course. In five or six days, I can cultivate to the ninth level of energy transformation."
Mingli: "The ninth level of transformation energy must be much more powerful than you are now, right?"
Zhang Xiaobei smiled and said: "That's natural. The ninth level of Hua Jin can fight a hundred of the third level of Hua Jin."
Mingli's eyes shone brightly: "Okay! Little brother, when you reach the ninth level of strength, you will challenge that human immortal and replace him."
Zhang Xiaobei didn't care: "Well, Sister Li asked me to defeat him, so I'll defeat him."
Mingli glanced around and said, "Let's build a house above the sewer, so we don't have to go up and down every day."
Zhang Xiaobei: "Are houses allowed to be built here?"
Mingli: "As long as you are willing to pay, we can build it. Brother, leave this matter to me."
It was midnight, and the two of them returned to the coffin in the sewer to rest.
Early the next morning, Mingli and Zhang Xiaobei returned to the hotel.
Early in the morning, before opening, someone came to visit. The visitor was in his twenties and his face was full of arrogance. He asked coldly: "Who defeated the bald head?"
Zhang Xiaobei stood up and said: "Me."
The young man looked him over and said, "The bald man is a member of our Vicious Dog Gang. How dare you touch him? You are very courageous!"
Mingli smiled and said: "This big brother, with his bald head, went too far to bully others. We, the head of the family, were so angry that we took action. Please give me a lot of help, don't argue with us."
The young man snorted: "As punishment, you will have to hand over three hundred thousand treasures every month!"