The years go by, like a white horse passing through the gap.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

In the room.

Zhang Zhiwei opened his eyes with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

There was a faint golden light flowing out of the body.

Between the flow of thoughts, this faint golden light transformed into various shapes with Zhang Zhiwei's flow of thoughts.

Like a knife, like a gun, like a stick, like a stick.

Between the flow of thoughts, the changes are inexplicable.

Then it quietly disappeared into Zhang Zhiwei's fingertips.

I have to say, a month of retreat.

His gains are still great.

Not only did he successfully convert the internal force in his body into qi, but he also successfully broke the realm and entered the realm of the ninth product from the realm of the seventh grade.

Kyushu rivers and lakes.

Martial arts are divided into one to nine grades.

Above the nine pins is the realm of the grandmaster.

And the realm of grandmasters also has another name, which is the innate realm.

One realm King Kong, two realms refers to Xuan, three realms of celestial phenomena, four realms land immortals!

As for the fifth realm, it is the legendary realm of heaven and man!

The first to ninth products are called the acquired realm.

Now that Zhang Zhiwei has entered the realm of the ninth grade, it can be regarded as the peak of the day after tomorrow!

As long as you step into the Vajra, it is counted as breaking the day after breaking and entering the innate, and from then on, the life will increase greatly, and you will be free from the flow of the mundane.

But for the innate realm.

Zhang Zhiwei is not in a hurry or afraid.

Even if there is no system now.

He can also enter the innate!

But then again.

I have to say that the one-person Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Master inheritance obtained from the system is indeed terrifying, and it is indeed worthy of being one of the people under one.

Although he has just broken through the ninth rank now.

But the depth of the foundation is far beyond the same level.

Even those who have hovered at the peak of the ninth rank for many years and are only one step away from entering the grandmaster, and the strong people who step into the innate are not necessarily his opponents.

However, Zhang Zhiwei did not have the slightest conceit.

Awakening the memories of his previous life, he naturally knew how high the sky and how thick the ground was in this Kyushu rivers and lakes.

There are many strong people, not to mention.

The congenital strong are also emerging one after another.

His cultivation is not even a root dish.

After consolidating his cultivation, Zhang Zhiwei walked out of the room.

Qingfeng, who was sleeping soundly at the door, heard the movement and immediately got up.

"Who?"

"Who dares to disturb the retreat of Little Master?"

After seeing the situation clearly, Qingfeng instantly sobered up, sleepy at all, and said in surprise, "Little uncle, are you out of customs?" The

words fell.

He ran wildly, but ran towards Zhang Zhiwei's grass house, but as soon as he ran to the door, he retreated back.

He looked at Zhang Zhiwei with a smile on his face, "Uncle Junior, I seem to have forgotten that the ancestor has not returned yet."

"You're a."

Zhang Zhiwei smiled helplessly, and then asked, "I have been in retreat for a month, what happened in this Dragon Tiger Mountain?"

Qingfeng fished his head and thought for a moment: "It seems that there is none."

But soon he thought of something, "But there is one thing that the little uncle must be interested in hearing about it." "

What's going on?"

Zhang Zhiwei asked in surprise.

"There has been a big incident in the Great Song Jianghu recently, it seems that the Zhenlong chess game has opened, and many disciples on the mountain have rushed over, little uncle, don't you go and make it lively?"

Qingfeng said with a look of excitement.

"Zhenlong chess game?"

Listen to the breeze.

Zhang Zhiwei was shocked in his heart.

Zhenlong chess game?

No cliffs?

A hundred years of skill?

This is an experience point that must be brushed in order to improve your skills in a short period of time.

And the main thing is that the Great Song River Lake is not too far from Liyang.

At this moment, if he rushed over, he might be able to catch up.

"Do you know when the Zhenlong chess game will start?"

Thinking of this, in order to ensure that nothing was lost, Zhang Zhiwei still looked at Qingfeng and asked.

"The third day of the next month."

Qingfeng subconsciously replied, but soon frowned again, and complained with a bitter face: "But I heard that the Zhenlong chess game is difficult, it seems that many of our senior brothers in Dragon Tiger Mountain have failed after trying."

Zhang Zhiwei smiled when he saw this.

If the Zhenlong chess game is not difficult, then hell.

After all, this is about the power of a hundred years without a cliff.

Who would willingly pass on their skills of a hundred years of ascetic cultivation to others.

And the reason why Wuyazi is willing to give up his century-old power to others is also to let the inheritor avenge himself.

Wuyazi is the head of the Great Song Jianghu Escape Faction.

Although the Yiyao faction is not famous in the rivers and lakes of Kyushu, its background is extremely terrifying.

The breadth of the study is simply all-encompassing.

In addition to martial arts and medicine.

It also includes Qinqi calligraphy and painting, five-element gossip and so on.

It can be said to be all-encompassing.

Duan Yu and Wuzhu's martial arts are both from the Xiaoyao faction.

It's just that because of the internal rules of the Getaway, it is rarely known to outsiders.

But whether it is Li Qiushui, or Tianshan Tongmu, or Nasu Xinghe, or even Ding Chunqiu, who cut off the feet of the traitors of the Yiyao faction, they are all famous in the rivers and lakes of Kyushu.

This shows the horror of the promiscuous faction.

So it's good that I didn't come across.

Since I came across.

Then he Zhang Zhiwei must go to make a splash.

Especially when it starts on the third day of the first month of next month, if he rushes from Liyang now, he can completely catch up with the strength of his current ninth-grade martial artist.

"You stay in Dragon Tiger Mountain first, I'll go down the mountain, if the master comes back, you tell him that he doesn't need to worry about it, and he can teach the little junior disciple at ease."

Zhang Zhiwei instructed.

In fact, whether there is such a thing as Zhenlong chess game, Zhang Zhiwei plans to go down the mountain.

After all, the sign-in system was awakened.

Only check in at a different location.

He Zhang Zhiwei can get more benefits.

And now that the Zhenlong chess game has begun.

Naturally, he wanted to go and make a splash, check in by the way, and see what rewards he could get.

"Little Junior Uncle, you really want to go."

Qingfeng looked at Zhang Zhiwei with envy.

In fact, he also wanted to go, but he was only a second-grade cultivator until now, and even if he went, he couldn't get any benefits.

After all, so many junior brothers in Dragon Tiger Mountain had gone before, but they were all fruitless.

"Nonsense."

Zhang Zhiwei could not deny it.

"Okay, I'll go and prepare food for you little uncle."

Qingfeng nodded.

Turn around and walk towards the house.

"No thanks."

However, as soon as he reached the halfway point, he was stopped by Zhang Zhiwei.

"No thanks?"

Qingfeng was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Zhang Zhiwei with a puzzled expression.

But Zhang Zhiwei has already floated away.

The speed was so fast that it disappeared on the Dragon Tiger Mountain almost in the blink of an eye.

"Little Junior Uncle, how could his body be so fast?"

Looking at Zhang Zhiwei's figure that had disappeared from sight, Qingfeng plopped down on the ground, looking at the direction where Zhang Zhiwei disappeared in disbelief.

Then think of Zhang Zhiwei's previous explanation to him.

No need to prepare food.

"Could it be...

Could it be that Little Master Uncle has already entered the peak of the day after tomorrow? In

an instant, Qingfeng was startled again.

Martial arts are divided into one to nine grades, and there are many realms above the nine grades.

However, if it is generalized, it can actually be summarized in only three realms.

The day after tomorrow, congenital, heavenly man!

And once a warrior reaches the peak of the day after tomorrow, he can also have the ability to open the valley for a short time.

Think of Zhang Zhiwei's words before leaving.

"Little Junior Uncle, has he really entered the peak of the day after tomorrow?"

Thinking of this, Qingfeng sat on the ground with a butt.

It's only been a long time.

In just a month before and after, his little uncle had moved from the sixth grade to the ninth grade?

And how old is Zhang Zhiwei?

It's only sixteen this year.

"My God, isn't my Dragon Tiger Mountain going to produce a celestial being?"

When I thought of this, the breeze was completely blinded.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like