The violent sword fairy pushing the world

Chapter 9 A Park Full of Spies

The time is spent in cultivation.

It was half a month in a flash.

At this time, Shen Lang was performing the last movement of the fire-refined silver body, maintaining a weird posture, sweating profusely and drenched, as if he had reached the limit of his body, but his eyes were clear and did not waver at all, just like a A ruthless training machine.

His whole body exuded scorching heat like a furnace, and at the same time, it could be seen that the muscles of his whole body were almost inflated with air, and his whole body seemed to be inflated by a small size.

"Ten...four, three, two, one!"

The next moment, a warm current was generated out of thin air, continuously permeated into Shen Lang's waist, arms, until it merged into his flesh and blood, and penetrated deep into the marrow of his bones.

Boom boom boom!
The violent heartbeat sounded like a muffled drum, Shen Lang's face turned pale at first, and then was covered with rosy redness again.

"Ding dong!" The system prompt sounded: "This cultivation has been completed, thank the host for using the intelligent cultivation system."

At the moment when the system trusteeship ended, Shen Lang suddenly loosened his movements, and he just lay sprawled on the ground, his body gasped instinctively, as if he had been salvaged from the water, and the ground on which he was lying clearly reflected A large sweat stain.

But his strong recovery physique allowed him to fully recover after lying down for less than 3 minutes.

"The energy goes straight to the bone marrow, stimulating the bone marrow to produce new blood, and replacing the old blood with the new blood. Is this a second-rank warrior?"

Shen Lang thought to himself:

"It's really easy. According to my father, under the condition of being taught by a master and having the inheritance of superior martial arts, the average person needs to practice for one to three years to become a real martial artist. As for the strength To stimulate the bone marrow to produce new blood, even a genius would have to practice for 50 to [-] years, but I did it in half a month, and I didn't feel any difficulty at all..."

Regarding the cultivation of the silver body, he actually completed all the exercises as early as the fifth day. Those movements that ordinary people cannot do and cannot last are not difficult at all under the control of the system.

Coupled with the fact that the powerful Nirvana body is constantly repairing itself, those postures that are enough to make people crippled and paralyzed for life, and movements that need to be gradually accustomed to over a long period of time, are just like that in his eyes.

But the mark of a second-rank martial artist is to stimulate the bone marrow to replace the old blood, and to generate the power of qi and blood. This requires practicing the twelve movements of the silver body over and over again to achieve a qualitative change.

At this step, the system cannot reach the sky in one step.

"Although the training system is good, I still like Deep Blue."

Throwing away unnecessary thoughts, Shen Lang jumped up with a backflip. His previously inflated body had roughly returned to normal, but it could still be vaguely seen that it was slightly bigger than half a month ago.

This is unavoidable in the method of body cultivation.

Of course, this is not like some popular online articles, where the muscles will expand infinitely and become muscle brothers, but the strength of the muscles will be adjusted by itself according to the bone density of the human body.

Some people with high bone density will naturally expand their muscles more than ordinary people, but most people are at a normal level. Once the muscles expand to the limit, they will stop growing, so that more muscles will be compressed into the body to maintain a perfect proportion.

However, if you have dark blue, that's another story.

Staring at his slightly bulging muscles now, with a move of strength, a layer of faint silver luster covered the body surface, making Shen Lang look like a faded iron man. Under the refraction of the sun, if you don't look carefully The words are not even found.

Compared with the image of the little milk dog more than half a month ago, this handsome and masculine temperament suits him now.

Standing in front of the half-length mirror, looking at the slightly bulging muscles in the mirror, Shen Lang nodded his head. He felt that his image should be able to make his debut.

"My cultivation has broken through to the second-rank martial artist, and the concept of the Chiyao Nine Heavens Map has also been cultivated to the fourth level. Even among the second-rank warriors, I should not be at the bottom."

In the past half a month, in addition to practicing fire to refine the golden body, he also practiced meditation and practiced to the fourth level.

Empowerment.

Just by looking at the name, one can tell that the fourth level is the turning point of contemplating thoughts. Other methods of refining qi and body can effectively increase strength as long as one starts to practice, but the method of refining gods can only be achieved after reaching the fourth level of spirit-endowing state. Only barely has the means of attack.

From this point on, the spirit of the practitioner has been strong enough to endow the contemplated creatures with special spirituality, making them a pseudo-life form in the concept, which can interfere with the senses of the weak-willed, and can cause trance depending on the strength of the spirit. Vertigo, dazed and so on mental attack.

And according to the different thoughts, the spiritual effects are also different.

The Chiyao Nine Heavens Map conception takes a fierce and domineering way. Visualize the ancient god bird Chi...Golden Crow, when the spirit explodes, it is like a brilliant flame, burning the sky and the fire field, which can burn the soul and capture the soul.

Those with extremely weak will will even burn Jinwu into an idiot.

This ability to give spirituality to the visualization of living beings is the fourth level of meditation, the endowment.

Six p.m.

Shen Lang went out for a stroll as usual.

Leaving the community as usual, jogging in the park near the community, looking around from time to time, keeping eyes open and listening to Liulu's actions.

For the past half month, Shen Lang has been doing this every day, because Xiang Kun has discovered that he lives nearby, and even knows his address. The previous killers were just a wave of scouts, and more killers are still on the way. behind.

He needs to secretly observe the location of these killers to prevent them from being attacked.

For example, a pair of young "fake couples" sitting on a park bench covered most of their bodies by a big tree, appear here almost every night, sneaking together, their hands still hidden under their clothes Now, whenever he ran past, the two of them would look at him in panic.

Monitoring, this is monitoring him!
Xiang Kun's Black Tiger Gang seemed to be stopped by something urgent, so they could only send this pair of unskilled killers to monitor his every move.

Another example is the artist girl standing at the fence of the park taking pictures at dusk. This person's skills are quite good, and she knows that she can't stare at him alone to take pictures, but he has cultivated to the fourth level of the method of refining gods. His memory is amazing. In just half a month, he was secretly photographed with hundreds of pictures.

Every time he looked at the woman, she would shift his sights.

Shen Lang knew that she was planning to spread his photo throughout the Black Tiger Gang, so that the group of extremely vicious killers could know her.

Make yourself famous in Linhai City and become a member of the killer's must-hit list.

There are also peddlers who sell corn at the stalls, strangers who greet him every time they pass by, bearded men who draw with a pen...and so on.

The park where he runs is full of spies from the Black Tiger Gang.

As soon as the time is right, they will attack him in groups, kill him and then hurry up.

"Dangerous, this world is too dangerous, this group of people is too insidious!"

Shen Lang thought about getting rid of this group of people secretly, but in the public, there were countless spies in the park, and he had no chance to do it. Once he made a move, it meant that he would be exposed to the public's sight.

As a murderer, he will never escape the fate of being imprisoned.

Even if he knew that these people were the killers who came to kill him.

This is an upright conspiracy!

If you make a move, you will fall into Xiang Kun's trick. If you don't make a move, you will be under surveillance all the time.

"People are sinister."

The ever-present sense of crisis is always there, making him mentally tormented. As an ordinary person, he would have been driven crazy by this time, and he is used to this kind of crisis, and he can barely persevere.

However, this is not a long-term solution.

Resisting himself not to look at the eyes of these spies, Shen Lang groaned in his heart. Compared with those underworld bosses, he, a student who has not even stepped out of society, is really too tender.

(End of this chapter)