Zhou Jun never accepts failure. He didn't accept it when he was alone. Now that he has so many people who love and care about him, he has no chance of giving up.
Sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, he concentrated his emotions in the depths of his mind. As the colorful soul strings flowed joyfully in his Dantian, his breathing suddenly became faster and slower, and then slowed down without any pattern.
There are many people who grow faster the more they are under pressure. There is no doubt that Zhou Jun belongs to such a person.
More than ten days passed in a flash, and Zhou Jun sat under the green bamboo tree, constantly inhaling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Every time he inhaled, a black aura would float out of his head.
These black substances are impurities in his body and cannot be released through normal excretion pathways. They can only be squeezed out of the pores through pure spiritual energy washing and high compression of the colorful spiritual strings.
The black energy disappeared, and Zhou Jun felt an indescribable refreshing feeling all over his body. With a slight movement, the majestic spiritual energy in his Dantian was compressed into his meridians. Zhou Jun felt that he could crush a hill with a wave of his hand.
, blowing it out in one breath can completely destroy this bamboo forest.
But in Fengming Mountain, he didn't dare to make any mistakes. Every plant, every tree, every ray of spiritual energy here carries the mark of Tianlan Academy. Under the eyes of the great elder, Zhou Jun's current little magical power is nothing.
What.
After more than ten days, his realm was upgraded from the first level of spirit transformation to the fourth level of spirit transformation. At the beginning, the realm improved very quickly. The colorful spiritual strings in his body crackled, completely shattered from the shape of a peach heart, and then condensed into a peach heart again. The difference was
Yes, there is a peach heart in the middle of the peach heart of the second level of spirit transformation.
When it comes to the third level of spirit transformation, there is another peach heart in the middle of the seven-colored spirit string peach heart. The three peach hearts are interlocked and form a concentric circle pattern. At this level of martial arts realm, the changes of the seven-color spirit string are every time.
As you move up a small level, there will be an extra branch. It seems that in the realm of spiritual transformation, every time you improve a small level, there will be an extra heart deep in the heart.
The appearance of each heart represents the ability of the colorful spiritual strings to compress spiritual energy even more powerfully.
From the third heart to the fourth heart, Zhou Jun's realm increased very slowly. Simply absorbing these auras was no longer enough to support the improvement of his realm. After practicing for more than ten days, most of the time was actually spent on
On the fourth heart.
After finally raising his level to the fourth level of spirit transformation, Zhou Jun felt a little irritated. The next level improvement must be more difficult every time. If he keeps practicing like this, he doesn't know how long it will take him to reach the level of concentration.
Without reaching the state of concentration, Zhou Jun did not have any confidence to face Wang Xiantian. He had a plan, which was to advance to the state of concentration before Wang Xiantian returned to the academy from Mang Mountain, and then enter Mang Mountain to preemptively attack Wang Xiantian.
Kill innately.
Now it is impossible to resolve the hatred between him and the Xiantian Party. Either you will die or I will die. There is no morality at all. Moreover, Zhou Jun knows very well that the Xiantian Party is arrogant, domineering and arrogant, and will not give him a chance to show justice.
"Zhou Jun, I think it will be difficult for you to improve your realm if you stay here. I know that there is an ancient battlefield where the Chaos Realm and the Heavenly Thunder Realm intersect. You can go there to practice."
There was a voice coming from the forest, and it was naturally Fu Qingbai's voice. Along with the voice, a small map flew over.
"Follow the markings on this map. You can fly there quietly. There are many Xiantian Party spies around Fengming Mountain. You have to be careful at all times."
Fu Qingbai explained carefully, and from his tone he was quite satisfied with Zhou Jun's practice over the past ten days.
Zhou Jun said goodbye and walked out of Fengming Mountain according to the signs on the map. Fengming Mountain looked ordinary, but in fact it was surrounded by killing formations. If outsiders entered it by mistake, they would be killed by these spiritual energy immediately.
They were strangled in a large formation.
I don't know what the secrets are in Fengming Mountain. According to common sense, it is impossible to arrange these killing formations in the mountain forest where Elder Fu Qingbai practices. It seems that Fengming Mountain is not that simple.
Zhou Jun cautiously walked out of the bamboo sea in the mountains. Feeling the decisive spiritual energy array in the bamboo sea behind him, he felt a little frightened. But now was obviously not the time to explore these issues. He looked down at the map, and sure enough, on the map
One of the corners was marked by a small red dot.
"Before going to the ancient battlefield, do you want to see the Ice Spirit?"
He murmured in his heart that Bing Ling was now banned in Tianlan Academy. He hadn't seen it for several days, and he missed it slightly. Especially when he thought of Bing Ling's hot figure, he couldn't help but feel distraught.
"No matter what, let's go see my wife first, and then go to the ancient battlefield."
He crouched and took advantage of the hills to shuttle through the jungle. Fu Qingbai said that Fengming Mountain was surrounded by Xiantian Party spies. Naturally, he did not dare to be careless. Now that his figure was exposed, he was afraid that he would be attacked by Xiantian.
The party's pursuit.
After several shuttles, he came to the cabin where Bing Ling practiced. This cabin was destroyed by the Great Elder's palm and has now been rebuilt. In front of the stone fence of the cabin, Xiaohong was wearing a bright red dress and stood looking.
Staring at the moon in a daze.
Zhou Jun didn't dare to disturb her, so he turned into a stream of light and got through the crack in the door.
There was a faint light inside the house, and Zhou Jun saw a spiritual stone hanging on the wooden roof beam. This spiritual stone had a clear glow and a hint of chill. It was the spiritual stone that he and Bing Ling had collected in Qingshuitan.
There is a bed placed in a place where light cannot be found. Zhou Jun does not understand Bing Ling's hobby. Most people either have no light or use big light. Only Bing Ling seems to be in two realms: light and no light.
wander between.
He touched the bed and looked at Bing Ling sleeping like a dead pig, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.
Who would have thought that a legendary woman like Bing Ling would actually have such a sleeping posture, and that Bing Ling would not be aware of him as he walked into such a state. This is not the sense of vigilance that a fifth-level concentrated figure should have.
He climbed onto the bed and held Bing Ling in his arms.
It was light and warm, not as cold as ice as ordinary people see it, and the body was as soft as boneless, with the aroma of drunkenness. Zhou Jun felt a heat in his body, and he actually felt a bit drunk.
However, this hazy feeling did not last for a second. Bing Ling's body moved slightly, and a hand spread across the sky, blocking a bright light, and flew directly to Zhou Jun's face. Zhou Jun was frightened to death. With such a slap, tomorrow
When he wakes up, he will definitely not be able to go out to meet people. The wind caresses his face.
"Gee, sir!"
In the dim night, Zhou Jun saw Bing Ling's gentle eyes and that pleasant voice.
Zhou Jun only felt that his whole body was a little soft. If the ice spirit didn't moan, it would kill him if he did.
"You bad guy, you actually know I'm here and you're still here pretending to be asleep!"
Zhou Jun's body like a hill collapsed on Bing Ling's boneless body. Immediately, a melodious moan came from below. How could Bing Ling's body be able to withstand Zhou Jun's weight.
"You crushed me to death. Do you really believe that you, a person at the fourth level of spiritual transformation, can come to my bedside quietly?"
"Actually, the moment you stepped into my forest, I felt your presence."
Bing Ling panted slightly in a low voice, holding Zhou Jun's waist with her bare hands, saying that she was about to be crushed to death, but on the other hand, she seemed to have no intention of letting Zhou Jun come down.
The two people were having fun on the bed. One moment, the east wind overwhelmed the west wind, and the other moment, the west wind prevailed over the east wind. Wushan was having a lot of fun. Maybe it had been a long time since they had seen each other, so this night in Wushan was particularly fierce.
After the storm, Zhou Jun held Bing Ling in his arms and looked at the beautiful face that I felt pity for, and suddenly a trace of reluctance surged in his heart. They said a breakup is better than a wedding. Zhou Jun didn't understand this truth before, but now
At this moment, he understood something.
"Ms. sir, what's wrong with you?"
Bing Ling looked at Zhou Jun, and saw the gloom that shouldn't appear on Zhou Jun's face. She was a little frightened, thinking that she had done something wrong just now to make this little husband unhappy.
"I'm fine, I just miss you so much."
Zhou Jun exhaled like a blue breath, looked at Bing Ling, and the two of them exchanged words with each other again.
"Aren't we together? Why do you say such things?"
Bing Ling didn't understand.
"I'm going to the ancient battlefield to practice. I'm afraid I won't be able to see you for several months after this farewell. Naturally, I miss you very, very much." Zhou Jun grimaced, not knowing how unhappy he felt in his heart.
If it weren't for those bastards from the Xiantian Party, he wouldn't have to be so eager to improve his strength. Now lying in the gentle countryside, feeling the beauty of Bingling, he didn't want to move even more.
"Ancient battlefield?!"
Bing Ling was slightly startled, with an expression of disbelief on his face, "Is your master Fu Qingbai crazy? Why did he let you go to the ancient battlefield?"
Seeing Bing Ling's expression, Zhou Jun frowned. He didn't know where the ancient battlefield was, but since the master said where he could improve his realm, he naturally went there without hesitation.
"The ancient battlefield is at the junction of the Chaos Domain and the Sky Thunder Domain. Where do the two spaces fold? In ancient times, the Chaos Domain and the Sky Thunder Domain experienced a great war. Many masters died in that war, so this area
The area became known as the Ancient Battlefield."
"The ancient battlefield is called a heaven of experience by the current humans and barbarians in the Huron Domain and Tianlei Domain. In that place, there are ancient undead souls who sit there, swallowing clouds and mist, creating an illusion, in which monsters are entrenched, and the dangers are unpredictable. But in ancient times
Where many great powers have fallen, the entire ancient battlefield is full of opportunities. Masters from the human race and barbarians are flocking to them like herons, but if you enter the realm of spirit transformation, you will probably have a narrow escape."
Bing Ling explained to Zhou Jun. She looked at Zhou Jun with anxiety in her eyes.