"What the hell, why is this the second journey of heart refining?"
Liao Wenjie confirmed several times that it was not a repeated prompt caused by a system failure, but that he had really started the second journey of refining his heart.
The reason is very simple. The system's evaluation column for him has changed from the original "Xian Ji Dao Gu" to the current "Shen Yun Hidden".
It was crisp and clean, completely unlike the last time when he jumped repeatedly for a long time when he changed from the 'mortal body' to the 'immortal bone'.
Logically speaking, this is a good thing, but the sudden upgrade in evaluation is due to the change in the blood power, which is not a good sign.
The blood-colored mind power originated from the "Blood Sea Demon Luo Handwritten Sutra", which was a mistakenly practiced version of the "Six-Heaven Great Yin Immortal Sutra", and was forcibly cultivated by the cheating Tian Can.
After completing the training, Liao Wenjie had a blood-colored demonic body inside his body. Every time he used this power of thought, he couldn't help but feel murderous intent. Once, he wanted to slap Yun Luo to death, but he actually took action.
Looking horizontally and vertically, no matter how you look at it, it's all from the devil's side.
Then, there was another cheating Tiancan who helped him practice the Tathagata Divine Palm regardless of anything. As expected, the practice went awry in the middle, and the bloody mind took advantage of the situation and plundered Tiancan's true power.
Use the energy for your own use and grow stronger again.
Fortunately, after the growth was over, the bloody mind fell into a dormant state, focusing solely on digesting Tiancan's huge infuriating energy.
Liao Wenjie originally thought that with the top level of martial arts in the world, it would take a long time for the bloody mind to try to assimilate his true energy.
But just how long has passed, the bloody mind power has been completely digested, and the magic power has transformed and reached a higher level.
"As expected of a demon, the speed of cultivation is astonishingly fast. If you leave it alone, it will bring you a hundred times the experience card. It is no wonder that once a practitioner becomes a demon, there is no turning back. The speed of cultivation is so fast that it can be seen with the naked eye? Who can give it up?"
So? Liao Wenjie felt panicked. Although the evaluation column was clearly written, he still confirmed it several times? He hoped that he could still save himself.
"That's outrageous. Are you serious? I didn't expect you to not care about practicing magic..."
He frowned and thought hard, is there a possibility? The "Blood Sea Demon Luo Manuscript" was indeed practiced wrongly? But after Tiancan's processing, the mistakes were made more mistakes, so miraculously the negatives were corrected.
"How about... try it?"
Considering that he was still young, Liao Wenjie did not dare to try after all. He packed up all the equipment that Jingyuan had on the balcony and carried it twice to the homes of the residents on the fifth floor, that is, the homes of four nightclub dancers.
He took out his mobile phone and called Jingyuan, but the other party actually learned to turn off the phone.
It’s simply unbelievable. You couldn’t even hang up the phone some time ago? It can be seen from this that we are in a hurry? Human potential is endless.
Putting away the cassock and the money sword, Liao Wenjie left a note. Their guests were still lying on the first floor. Because it was not a serious business, he would not help. He asked several people to wake up and send them to the hospital for rest.
"No wonder you came back so early? It turns out that they were tricked. With the looks of the four of them, I don't know how much it will cost... Well, I'll ask Leon if I have a chance."
After loading Jingyuan's equipment into the car twice, Liao Wenjie looked at the time. It was already three o'clock in the morning, and it would be daybreak if he stayed up for a while.
After thinking about it, he didn't receive a call from Cheng Wenjing, so he didn't go to Tang Zhudi's house. He went straight to Building 904, Building 6, Jiading Garden, Jiading, and piled Jingyuan's equipment in the living room.
Ten days later, the second journey of refining the mind began. It came too suddenly and the time was tight. All I wanted to do was to grind out my skills before the battle.
Thinking of this, Liao Wenjie fell asleep and started practicing in his dream.
Really practice hard.
The next day, Liao Wenjie took the photo before the alarm went off, and then slept for another five hours. When he couldn't sleep anymore, he got up and took a shower.
He ate lunch in a hurry, went to the bank first, and then went straight to the Elite Center.
Ghost King Da still has a lot of secret books in his hand. He wants to gather more wool and learn more and practice more to cope with this journey of refining the mind.
Because Liao Wenjie had not mastered the powerful Vajra Kick, Ghost King Da refused to hand over other secrets, so he talked about the principle of practicing the basics rather than overdoing it.
He was kind-hearted, but Liao Wenjie really didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, so he paid 10,000 yuan on the spot.
Gui Wangda flatly refused. Although he cheated and cheated, was lazy and idle, and because he was poor, he could not engage in big whoring and gambling, so he could only support Liu Xuande to support himself, but he knew that he still had a bottom line.
No matter how much money he adds, he will never destroy Liao Wenjie, a good young talent!
Apparently, Ghost King Da overestimated himself. After adding 100,000 yuan and a gold card to a nightclub, he cried bitterly and took out a secret book - Tietou Gong.
I sold my conscience for 100,000 yuan, so I should cry for a while.
Liao Wenjie was not satisfied with the secret book. After taking it into his arms, he added another fifty thousand.
Ghost King Da cried even more sadly, and once again found a secret book - Iron Finger Kung Fu.
After another fifty thousand yuan was spent, Ghost Wangda cried until he lost his voice, and Liao Wenjie also fell into silence. He looked at the "Iron Elbow Kung Fu" in his hand and could not say a word for a long time.
"Iron Sand Palm, Iron Head Kung Fu, Iron Finger Kung Fu, Iron Elbow Kung Fu...the ancient Chinese boxing skills are actually like a blacksmith shop, right?"
"You can't say that. Didn't I give you a powerful Vajra Leg before? There is no 'iron' in it!"
(?beneficial?)
You are such a talented girl!
Liao Wenjie was so angry that his face changed shape, and he smashed out the last 100,000 yuan in one go. He mentioned three martial arts books, namely... Iron Arm Kung Fu, Iron Crotch Kung Fu, and Iron Knee Kung Fu.
Really iron!
It is true that successful training in these martial arts can make the iron cloth shirt's ability to resist blows to a higher level. For example, before even getting started with the powerful Vajra Legs, Liao Wenjie has already felt the defensive power of the legs, especially the calves.
, ankles, insteps and other locations are much stronger than shoulders, back and arms.
However, he was pressed for time and had no time to practice!
When it was time to spend money again, Ghost King Da changed his previous attitude and refused to sell the secret book at all costs, and went to Liu Xuande with his arms crossed.
There is no secret book, but there is a life, so take it if you want.
Liao Wenjie stepped over the 'corpse' and opened the signboard of ancient Chinese boxing. There was really no secret book at all. He left angrily with six secret books in his pocket.
After he left, Gui Wangda slowly sat up, looked at his back and murmured to himself: "Ajie, these eight martial arts are one body, and they are taught to you one by one. It is because it is too difficult to practice.
If you understand it thoroughly, you will understand my good intentions."
…
After returning home, Liao Wenjie began to spend money to upgrade his three martial arts: Flying on Grass, Eagle Claw Kung Fu, and Floating on Water. Each one cost 200 points, and he spent a total of 600 points, all of which were upgraded from entry-level to entry-level.
Iron Sand Palm has not been upgraded. This kung fu was learned from Ghost King Da. Its power is far inferior to the martial arts rewarded by the system. It is a bit disadvantageous to upgrade with the same value.
As a man who is diligent and thrifty and never spends money carelessly, he will not spend money carelessly like this.
In the practice room, Liao Wenjie noticed a few awkwardnesses while trying his skills in the training room. His martial arts had been upgraded all at once, and his body couldn't keep up, so it would take some time to get used to it.
Due to lack of time, he could only upgrade his bone-shrinking skills to the level of entering the house, thus eliminating the running-in period.
Another 200 points hit, and he still had just over 2,200 remaining financial resources. The red line inventory in the warehouse was astonishing, and there was no possibility of the mountain of copper coins being exhausted, so he kept more than 2,000 points as backup.
If there is a crisis, two thousand points are enough to upgrade a martial arts to the peak, which can be regarded as a trump card for emergency situations.
In this way, there was no rush in martial arts training. He practiced his hands every day to get familiar with them, and spent the rest of his time cultivating his mind power.
Mindfulness is the foundation!
He practiced for seven consecutive days without incident, except for one night when he went to Mengluo Bar and slept until dawn.
He was practicing in a dream. It was not sleep wherever he slept. Anyway, he was not in love with the bed.
Moreover, doing some exercises that are good for physical and mental health before going to bed can also improve the quality of sleep, so why not do it.
To put it ten thousand steps back, the way of cultivation can be relaxed and relaxed, and it can also add a BUFF to relieve tension and fatigue.
…
On the night of the seventh day, Liao Wenjie sat cross-legged. The red lines in front of him turned into two red men holding money swords. He was doing two things at once, directing the two men to fight.
Suddenly, a red tiger rushed out of the bedroom and swallowed the two of them.
It's not Liao Wenjie's boast. If given some time, he could still come up with other tricks.
"Dudu! Dududu————"
The phone rang, and Liao Wenjie raised his hand to answer it. It was Cheng Wenjing, asking him where he had gone when he had been missing for the past few days.
"You may not believe it, but I stayed at home in seclusion for seven days. Except for eating, I never went out, and I didn't even shave."
"???"
Cheng Wenjing didn't understand, so she went straight to the point and asked Liao Wenjie to come to the villa quickly and coax Judy Tang to have a good sleep.
In the past few days, Judy Tang received a call from the police station and learned that Wang Wanwan's case had been solved. She had been organizing the funeral and had just finished it today.
During this period, Tang Zhudi looked depressed, could not eat well, and could not sleep.
Cheng Wenjing felt really distressed after seeing this, but Judy Tang did not allow her to contact Liao Wenjie, so the phone call was delayed until the end of the funeral.
Liao Wenjie glanced at the clock, got up, packed his things, and drove towards the villa in Mid-levels.
It is not a good thing that Judy Tang suffers from sleep dependence. He will have a very hard time in the future. Just think about it, you will know that when Judy gets out of the shadow of widowhood and fights with girls in the world again, he will definitely be there to help her sleep. This is a lot.
Embarrassing.
…
villa.
Liao Wenjie pushed open the bedroom door and saw Judy Tang, who was taking a nap next to the bed. She was dressed in black and looked haggard. When she heard the door closing, she opened her eyes in panic.
Mental state is very poor.
"Ajie...Did Wen Jing call you?"
"Yes, Sister Wenjing told me everything."
Liao Wenjie stepped forward and hugged him, saying: "Next time... I mean, next time something sad happens, remember to let me know, brother, I can lend you my shoulder at any time."
"Thank you, sorry for bothering you."
Tang Judy leaned on Liao Wenjie's chest and fell asleep directly before the latter could use Spring Breeze and Rain to Sleep.
Liao Wenjie sighed and gently hugged her and lay on the bed. Because his hands and feet were tied too tightly, he could not get out, so he could only start practicing in his dream in this room.
It's great not to be in love with bed.
The next day, Liao Wenjie withdrew his hand calmly and asked the housekeeper Zejuan for a separate bedroom, explaining that except for three meals a day, no one was allowed to come in or disturb him at other times.
The housekeeper nodded and said nothing or asked anything. She knew this game and would ensure that she completed the task well and let Tang Zhudi and Liao Wenjie have more fun.
In this way, he practiced his mind power in a separate bedroom during the day, and practiced in his dream surrounded by octopuses at night.
On the night of the tenth day, Liao Wenjie pushed Tang Zhudi away, returned to the independent bedroom, locked the door, and sat cross-legged on the carpet.
At around two o'clock in the morning, the black cyclone arrived as expected, turning into a whirlpool and wrapping him...