Drops of sweat fell from Zhu Ziming's forehead, while endless zhenqi gushed out from his Dantian. The hot zhenqi made his whole body extremely hot. He silently recited the formula of the technique in his mouth, and moved the zhenqi to break through the acupuncture points of his body.
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The golden energy is getting thicker and thicker, which is the critical moment to break through the level!
Zhu Ziming frowned tightly, and his whole body was soaked with sweat, which showed the great energy and physical strength required to push through the level. With his unremitting efforts, many acupuncture points had been broken through, and he was waiting for the last degree - Qi Hai.
hole!
If he can break the acupuncture point, he can reach the second level of internal strength, and his martial arts will naturally reach a higher level. At this time, Zhu Ziming took a deep breath of turbid air and inhaled the thick golden air.
Accumulated and ready to go! I saw Zhu Ziming clenching his teeth and clenching his fists. An extremely thick Qi fiercely entered the Qi Sea Point, and the collision of the Qi in the body made a slight sound.
With all his efforts, Zhu Ziming was even more exhausted, but when faced with a situation that was about to cross the border of martial arts, how could he give up so easily? He fought hard! The surging energy surged like a tide, just for one blow.
success!
There was a pop, and Zhu Ziming's face suddenly showed a trace of ecstasy, which meant that the true energy broke through the Qihai point and smoothly traveled throughout the body. The true energy was even richer than before, and he had advanced to the second level.
He slowly returned his true energy to his Dantian, and then Zhu Ziming's whole body went limp. The joy on his face remained undiminished, and he laughed softly: "It was finally successful..."
When Shen Bixin heard what he said, she also smiled slightly. She was happy for him that his martial arts had improved after he had practiced so hard just now. However, his whole body was soaked with sweat and he thought to himself that he didn't expect to practice so hard.
"Ziming, let me get you some clothes," Shen Bixin said softly, and Zhu Ziming was moved by Hui Zhilan's heart-warming look and smiled back.
Zhu Ziming clenched his fist and felt that his strength was much stronger than before. As expected, his internal strength had surpassed one level and was incomparable to those of the same day. His strength proved everything!
No wonder people in the world are so keen on martial arts. Having a unique martial arts is equivalent to controlling destiny and everything. No one does not desire power, and Zhu Ziming is no exception.
It's just the fifth level of Tongzi Jue... With the current progress of practice, I don't know when it will be reached. Zhu Ziming sighed secretly, his eyes drifted to Shen Bixin, and she was hunched over, rummaging around.
Wearing the clothes in the luggage, the beautiful arched buttocks are even more plump and voluptuous, making Zhu Ziming feel itchy for a while...
Shen Bixin's blood-inflating posture made Zhu Ziming a little distraught, but he still looked away with difficulty and endured it.
The greatest pain in life is to put delicious food on your lips but not be able to eat it. Zhu Ziming wanted to cry but had no tears, and felt a little angry in his heart. What a cheating martial artist, what a cheating old woman!
"Ziming, change your clothes first and then take a shower tomorrow morning," Shen Bixin found clothes and handed them over.
It was already late at night, and the shop assistants were all asleep. Who would give you hot water to take a bath? You could only wash it tomorrow morning. Fortunately, Zhu Ziming didn't have a mysophobia, but the smell of sweat was still a bit unpleasant.
Taking the clothes brought by Miss Shen, Zhu Ziming quickly took off his soaked clothes, while Miss Shen turned her head away with a rosy face, looking very shy...
"Ziming, I'm going back to my room to rest," Shen Bixin said with a pretty face. Although she was engaged and engaged to him, she hadn't really worshiped heaven and earth yet. How could she have sex with him? It was better to avoid him. .
Shen Bixin thought to herself, but it was strange that why Ziming suddenly wanted to practice at this time every time. If he forced it, how could she resist it?
Of course, because Zhu Ziming's hard thing was pressed against Shen Bixin's delicate body, Shen Bixin definitely didn't think that Ziming was sick, she was just curious.
Zhu Ziming couldn't express his pain and felt very aggrieved. Of course, he didn't want to talk about this embarrassing thing. He could only practice hard and reach the fifth level of the technique as soon as possible.
Hearing that Miss Shen was going back, Zhu Ziming thought for a while and said: "It's so late, it wouldn't be good if someone saw me going out..."
Shen Bixin was slightly startled, and her face turned red with embarrassment. Thinking about it, she was still a lady, and if she walked out of the men's room and was seen by others, she would definitely be talked about.
But if you don't go out, why don't you spend the night in his room? You're a scumbag! Shen Bixin spat and said with a cold face: "Don't even think about it until we get married!".
There was a bang, and the sound of the door being closed was heard. Miss Shen, who had been fine just now, suddenly slammed the door in a rage and left. Zhu Ziming was stunned for a moment: "I haven't finished speaking yet, I mean I'm going to sleep in your room..." ..."
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When Shen Bixin, who had not walked a few steps, heard this, she couldn't laugh or cry. She said to herself coquettishly: "This bad guy really knows how to play tricks on people!"
Zhu Ziming, who had a rare moment of purity, was actually misunderstood. He smiled bitterly and got into bed, and then fell asleep.
Zhu Ziming was really exhausted, and he had been tossing with the brothel fan and Miss Shen for a long time, but he didn't want to feel the feeling of having desires that couldn't be vented again, so he slept peacefully.
The even breathing in the room made Shen Bixin smile sweetly: "This pig head fell asleep so quickly."
Then, Shen Bixin looked around and saw no one, so she quickly returned to her own room and fell asleep.
In the early morning of the next day, there were several carriages parked in front of the Nanhu Inn. Most of the outsiders who came to participate in the poetry meeting stayed at the Nanhu Inn. After staying in Yancheng for a few days, they were going home, so they all Leading their own carriages and packing their luggage.
Zhu Ziming and his party were also among them. It was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival and it was time to go back to Lingyun. Moreover, they had been away for many days, and Shen Bixin missed her mother even more.
Most of the tourists packing their luggage knew Zhu Ziming, and their extraordinary performance that night at the poetry meeting was particularly fresh in their memories. It was like last night, and they all greeted Zhu Ziming with smiles and enthusiasm.
Zhu Ziming smiled back, calm and collected!
"Uncle, get in the car!" Zhang Zhiyun was already ready and waved to Zhu Ziming beside the carriage.
Zhu Ziming immediately got on the carriage, which was slightly more crowded than before because there was one more person - Miss Liu Meiliu!