Heaven rewards hard work in comprehensive martial arts

Chapter 30 Chapter 0030

After absorbing the millennium ice silkworm, Zhang Wei not only got rid of the cold poison, but also transformed his kung fu into a peerless one.

With great accomplishments, his strength has already ranked first in the arena.

However, after he accomplished his magical skills, he found that in the column of skills, the speed of Heaven's Dao Rewarding Hard Work has become very fast, and he may not even move for ten days!
Zhang Wei can't help it, his Golden Finger, which is rewarded by heaven, has to rely on water to grind his kung fu to become a god, and he can't fly up all at once.

After Zhang Wei and Xiao Yezi spent the night in the cave, they left here.

But Zhang Wei did not rush back to the ancient tomb, but went to the Chongyang Palace of Quanzhen Sect in Zhongnan Mountain.

He was going there to find Taoist scriptures to read through, so as to improve and strengthen his state of mind, and strive to never happen before.

As for Xiao Ye Zi, she went back to the ancient tomb. During this period of time, she saw a lot of scenery that she had never seen before, many strange exercises and things, and she had a little understanding. She will go back to retreat and practice for a while.

In fact, she was hit by Zhang Wei. She was able to press Zhang Wei and hammer on the ground before, but now it's the other way around.

She felt that she couldn't go on like this, and had to regain the initiative again.

"After this retreat, her strength should be improved to a higher level." Zhang Wei thought to himself.

She has accumulated a lot this time, after all, it is the first time she has ventured into the rivers and lakes, and all kinds of novel knowledge will help her quickly digest the previous profound accumulation.

Zhang Wei was wearing a blue-gray Taoist robe, sitting cross-legged in the Taoist palace, holding a Taoist scripture in both hands, and was gnawing on it with difficulty.

He discovered that there were many things in the Taoist scriptures that he only half-understood, so he wrote down all these points one by one, and after reading it through, he went to ask the old Taoist Xuansong for advice.

Time quietly came to the first day of April in this peaceful and boring life.

This day was the second month since he came to this world, and it was also the time when his cold poison broke out.

But at this time, he was very contented, sitting cross-legged in the Taoist temple, drinking tea while looking at the Taoist scriptures in his hand, his whole body exuded a peaceful atmosphere.

In the past ten days, Zhang Wei did not pursue cultivation too much, and did not use meditation instead of cultivation at night, so he had a rare good sleep.

However, his cultivation became stronger instead.

"Perhaps non-stop cultivation is not necessarily a good thing. Sometimes it is necessary to combine work and rest. This may be more beneficial to cultivation. Yin and Yang work together is the way."

After these ten days of precipitation, Zhang Wei's whole temperament has changed a lot, and what he said is clear and logical.

Zhang Wei put a Taoist scripture into the cloth bag, which he had been reading through for ten days.

Although he has read it many times, the more he reads it, the more he feels. Every time he reads it, he has different feelings. He feels that he may be able to read this Taoist scripture for a lifetime.

"Little friend Zhang Wei, are you going to go down the mountain?" Senior Taoist Xuan Song asked when Zhang Wei packed his things.

"Suddenly I was so quiet today that I wanted to go down the mountain for a walk." Zhang Wei didn't hide anything, and said what was in his heart.

"It seems that fellow daoist has gained a deeper understanding of Tao during this period of time, not bad, not bad." Taoist Xuan Song stroked his beard, very pleased.

Zhang Wei was wearing a blue-gray Taoist robe, and his purple mink coat had been left in the ancient tomb.

Carrying a small cloth bag, he walked down Zhongnan Mountain leisurely, looking like a little Taoist who just came down the mountain.

However, his silver hair is so dazzling that no one really regards him as a little Taoist priest, but instead thinks he is an old god who has achieved Taoism.

Zhang Wei doesn't know what's going on, his cold poison has been resolved, and the foundation of the loss has been recovered, why his hair hasn't turned back to black.

But he is not entangled, and he is used to it after so many years.

This time he didn't disturb Xiao Yezi's retreat, and went to the nearest city alone.

Zhang Wei was walking on a bustling street, where you could see peddlers running through the streets and alleys, all kinds of snacks and toys, shouting and hawking endlessly.

The juggling place was even more crowded with spectators, and applause came out from time to time, attracting more people to watch.

"But senior Zhang Wei is in person? We are disciples of Juxian Village. We are ordered by the two owners of the villa to come here to send a hero card to senior. I hope that senior can go to Juxian Village to participate in the Zhufeng Conference in three days' time."

Soon, two disciples with the identity of Juxian Village found Zhang Wei and handed him an invitation card.

Zhang Wei's name, after the end of the Songshan event, can be said to be very popular in the world.

Zhang Wei looked at the two Juxianzhuang disciples in front of him. They were much older than him, but they called themselves seniors. This was a very novel experience.

"If I remember correctly, didn't Juxian Village say that there will be a hero meeting before, how did it become the Zhufeng meeting?" Zhang Wei was a little puzzled.

"Could something have happened that caused them to change their name."

Soon, Zhang Wei knew the reason.

Because next month Wudang and Shaolin will also hold a hero meeting, and it will be of an unprecedented scale.

Therefore, they had no choice but to change the Hero Conference into the Zhu Feng Conference.

You Ji and You Ju, the two owners of Juxian Village, don't dare to compete with Shaolin Wudang for the title, you know they don't have the strength.

"It seems that no matter which world it is, Qiao Feng's identity as a Khitan will not change." Zhang Wei sighed as he looked at the hero poster of the Zhufeng Conference in his hand.

Looking at the signature on it: "Xue Muhua, You Ji, You Ju", there is also a note on the back of the invitation: Mr. Xue Muhua is known as "Xue Miracle Doctor".

With the You Clan's two heroes plus a genius doctor Xue, the appeal is indeed there.

The two Heroes of the You Clan know enough people in the Jianghu, and with the Miracle Doctor Xue who is known as "Yan Wang's Enemy", as the image spokesperson of the Zhufeng Conference, there is really no need to worry about no one attending.

Miracle doctor Xue's medical skills are superb, and he has the ability to bring the dead back to life. Everyone in the Jianghu knows everyone.

This kind of person with superb medical skills is the most popular in the Jianghu. Most people are willing to sell him for a face, and maybe ask him in the future.

"Hehe, the Zhufeng Conference, this tone is quite loud." Zhang Wei knew Qiao Feng's real strength, and he couldn't just kill him if he wanted to.

Unless the four great monks of Shaolin are all present and the Seven Heroes of Wudang join forces, it will not be easy to kill Qiao Feng.

Zhang Wei will definitely go to this meeting, but he is not going to discuss with those people to kill Qiao Feng, he is going to prevent some things from happening.

"Now that I've accomplished miraculously, my strength is no worse than Qiao Feng's. If I have such strength and don't do something to make my thoughts clear, then I don't need to practice this martial arts anymore."

When one's strength has reached this level, one is still afraid of this and that when doing things, which is not good for one's practice.

Zhang Wei now pursues to make his thoughts more thorough, and he can do whatever he thinks.

"If you don't have a clear idea, what kind of martial arts are you practicing?"

"And my current strength is no worse than that of the top four Tianlong. As long as I don't mess with those bad guys and those cultivators, I won't be at risk at all."

With his current strength, he no longer needs to be as cautious as before.

It was as if he faced He Taichong from the Kunlun School again, and he didn't need to make any calculations at all, just crush him directly.

As for whether Ren Woxing and Ding Chunqiu will make trouble, Zhang Wei is not afraid at all.

With his current strength, coupled with the cold and poisonous internal force, he is too restrained to those two people, and he is sure to win the battle.

This is the self-confidence brought about by strength. He will not belittle himself, and of course he will not be arrogant. There are too many tricks in this world, and his tricks can't compare with them.
Leaving aside Zhang Wuji, after five years of enlightenment in the valley, he directly reached the ninth level of the Nine Suns Divine Art as soon as he came out of the mountain. The speed of internal strength cultivation is unprecedented!
Besides, Duan Yu, within a few months he possessed internal strength comparable to the pinnacle of this world, and he learned the Six Meridians Excalibur within a few glances.

Looking at Xu Zhu again, how long did it take him to go from an ordinary person to an existence with hundreds of years of skill.

Every time Zhang Wei thinks of these tricks, he feels that his tricks are not big enough, and what he fears most in everything is comparison.

But in this world he has not heard of Xu Zhu's name, Zhenlong chess game has not been broken yet, it should be that Wu Yazi's deadline has not come yet.

Soon, three days passed, and Zhang Wei came to Juxian Village leisurely.

At this time, the place is full of heroes from all walks of life, and it is very lively.

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