Two fingers-thick white airflow emerged from Ning Zheng's nostrils, like a long snake with vitality, stretching and twisting with his breathing.

"Whoosh whoosh"

Every breath Ning Zheng takes vibrates the air, making a dull and penetrating sound, like a sleeping beast.

At the same time, there were milky white ripples flowing on the surface of Ning Zhen's body. The ripples were translucent and enveloped his whole body, making him look like he was glowing.

Time passes slowly.

I don't know how long it took, but Ning Zheng's dark and straight eyebrows suddenly frowned, and a look of pain appeared on his expressionless face.

"puff!"

He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of hot blood.

Before the mouthful of blood fell to the ground, Ning Zheng stretched out his right hand as fast as lightning, held it in the palm of his hand, then closed his five fingers, and his inner strength surged.

"Bang!"

Threads of blood mist escaped from between Ning Zheng's fingers and soon disappeared, leaving a faint smell of rust in the air.

"Failed again."

Ning Zheng opened his eyes and stared down at the dark red color in his palms, his face as dark as water: "I have failed three times. Is it really that difficult to break through the bottleneck of Danjin?"

He took out a snow-white handkerchief and carefully wiped off the blood with calm and graceful movements, thereby calming the boiling blood and agitated mood.

"I have learned the lessons from the previous two times and am fully prepared, and my energy and spirit are at their peak. The pill power is clearly within my reach, so why did I fail?"

Ning Zheng frowned and couldn't figure it out: "Is it really like what the master said, that I am destined to have this disaster? Because the time has not come yet, I can't force it?"

"No, I don't believe in fate."

Ning Zheng stood up and paced back and forth in the quiet room, his eyes changing, hesitation, hesitation, anxiety, anger and all kinds of negative emotions emerged, and finally they all turned into determination: "I am the senior brother of Zhenwu Sect, I cannot let my master and master

The door is disgraced!"

For the arrogant Ning Zheng, being surpassed by a peer like Lin Zhong was simply an unbearable shame.

His master is the number one in the Yanhuang martial arts world, and his sect is the largest sect in the Yanhuang martial arts world. Only by becoming the strongest of the younger generation can he be worthy of the training of his master and the sect.

"What did I do wrong? Did I not work hard enough? Or is my talent not high enough? Why can he easily advance to Danjin, but I can't?"

The more Ning Zheng thought about it, the more irritated he became. His eyebrows were beating sharply, his chest was rising and falling violently, and his eyes were flashing with fire. He wanted to smash everything he saw in front of him.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the house.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, a clear and sweet voice reached Ning Zheng's ears: "Elder brother, have you finished practicing?"

Ning Zheng put away all his emotions in an instant and returned to his calm look.

"What's the matter?" he asked calmly.

"Miss Lin Wan is here again. She is waiting outside in the living room."

The girl outside said cautiously: "She saw that you have been in seclusion, so she wanted to invite you to go out and relax."

"Tell her I'm not free."

Ning Zheng refused without thinking.

"Yes, I will tell her right now."

The girl bowed to Ning Zheng in the room through a door, and then prepared to leave.

"etc."

Ning Zheng suddenly stopped the girl and said, "During my time in seclusion, did anything major happen in the martial arts world?"

"It's nothing special, but" the girl hesitated, not sure whether she should say it or not.

"But what?"

Faced with Ning Zheng's questioning, the girl was in a dilemma, and finally decided to tell the truth: "I heard that Senior Brother Wang Mu of the Tianlong Sect successfully broke through yesterday and became Danjin."

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly came from the room.

"Bang!"

The girl was startled and couldn't help but take two steps back.

Even if she couldn't see Ning Zheng's appearance at the moment, she could still feel the latter's uncontrollable anger. The terrifying aura was like a stormy sea, sweeping across all directions, as if it was about to drown her.

"How come Senior Brother seems to have changed?"

The girl was frightened and muttered secretly in her heart.

After a while, Ning Zheng said coldly: "You can leave."

"Yes, senior brother."

As if she had been granted amnesty, the girl hurriedly slipped out of the door, not daring to stay for a second.

inside the room.

Ning Zheng's face was livid, his eyebrows stood upright, his hands clenched at his sides clenched into fists, and the coffee table that was originally placed in the corner turned into pieces all over the floor at some point.

He gritted his teeth and tried his best to restrain the urge to attack, and two words burst out from between his teeth: "Damn it!"

Zhi Ge Garden.

In front of a nine-story black-red building shaped like a sharp sword, a handsome young man with waist-length hair knelt on one knee and said respectfully: "Master, my junior brother has been in a bit of a bad state recently."

"Um?"

A nasal sound without any emotion floated into the young man's ears with the wind, making his expression become more respectful.

"After returning from Pingzhou City last time, my junior brother has been practicing in seclusion, hoping to reach Danjin before the Yanhuang Martial Arts Conference was held. However, he made two attempts and both ended in failure."

The handsome young man lowered his head and looked at the ground: "Fortunately, my junior brother has a strong foundation and has not damaged his foundation. However, if this continues, sooner or later it will lead to a big mistake that is irreparable. So Zhenwu Sect asked the disciples to ask you, old man, if there is anything you can do.

instruct?"

The young man answered with a long silence.

The young man had long been accustomed to this. He kept his posture of bending and obeying orders and did not move for a long time.

"Dan Jin and Hua Jin are one step in the sky and one step on the ground. Throughout the ages, countless talented people have failed. How could he be an exception?"

About two minutes later, Du Huaizhen's voice sounded again, calm and indifferent, as aloof as a god: "There is no end to martial arts. The stronger the strength, the higher the realm, the more reverent the world should be, and this is exactly what he wants

What’s missing.”

"Master, what do you mean, my junior brother's journey has ended here?"

The handsome young man's eyes flashed and his head lowered lower: "With my young junior brother's proud and arrogant character, I'm afraid it will be difficult to accept such a result."

"There is no path to blessing or misfortune, only people call it upon themselves. A person's life is made up of thousands of choices, and every choice will affect a person's final destiny."

Du Huaizhen's tone was neither happy nor angry: "He still has a chance. Whether he can seize it or not depends on him."

The handsome young man is thoughtful.

"Do you want me to remind him?" he asked softly.

"No, if you remind him, then he will never be able to break through himself. He must be allowed to experience everything on his own, so that he can achieve enlightenment."
Chapter completed!