Cultivating Billionaire

According to the method given above, Zhang Zheng slowly walked in each acupoint of his hands with spiritual power, but then Zhang Zheng's whole face turned red, and he directly spat out a mouthful of blood. At first, Zhang Zheng thought that his method was wrong. Unexpectedly, several times in succession, Zhang Zheng ejected several mouthfuls of blood. Zhang Zheng's whole person was depressed, and the ground in front of him was dyed red with blood.

Zhang Zheng thought that if he continued to practice in this way, he would have to be played to death. He could not say that he would die directly. Just when Zhang Zheng wanted to give up, the voice of Meatballs sounded faintly on the side.

"Zhang Zheng, you are really a fool. This palm technique is a ground level one. It's not good for you to practice like this, except to be killed and lost in the devil. You look like an idiot." The ball chuckled.

"Since you know, why didn't you tell me in advance that you would be happy to see me explode and die?" After thinking about it, Zhang Zheng said bitterly to Wan Zi.

"No matter what, even if you are going to explode and die, however, if you have this seat, you can pull you back from the gate of hell. Do you think so, or I won't remind you just now." Wan Zi, with his small hand on his back, paced around Zhang Zheng.

"Meatball, I'll go to you. Tell me what to do now." Looking at Wan Zi's relaxed face, Zhang Zheng couldn't help but burst into a rude way.

"Come on, come on. For the sake of inviting me to dinner, I can't help you to learn this skill. After all, it's not suitable for you. It's not suitable for you. It's not suitable for you. I don't know why you want to learn this skill." Wan Zi taught Zhang Zheng a lesson.

Zhang Zheng, with a black face, nodded to show that he agreed with Wan Zi.

"According to my meaning, it's better for you to learn these two skills. They can both protect your life. I've eaten more salt than you drink, hum." Meatball is quite proud to say, throw two books to Zhang Zheng by the way.

Zhang Zheng looked at the ball thrown in his injured two Gongfa, forgot the ball just before the irony, and then sat cross legged on the ground to see.

Zhang Zheng looked at the name of one of the books, slowly opened it and read it carefully. After a long time, Zhang Zheng found that this book was similar to a short-term promotion of his own strength. He burned his spiritual power to improve his strength for a short time. It looked like a magic weapon at the bottom of the box. He could not use it until he had to, Zhang Zheng thought Avenue.

"The burning judgment you read is created by a master of Tianjie. It was with this move that Zeng killed two Tianjie's later existence. It can be said that it is very popular. There is no certainty that you have to kill them. You'd better not use this skill. I just want to let you have one more life-saving ability, so as to save who will buy food for us when you die." The meatball curled his mouth.

Although the meatballs were not pleasant to hear, but Zhang Zheng felt a great warmth. Zhang Zheng immediately hit this, ha ha: "meatball, thank you."

However, the meatball did not agree: "cut, don't give me this virtual, you'd better buy me a lot of food, I still like these practical."

"De Le, what is this other book?" Zhang Zheng was too lazy to read it by himself and asked directly.

"The other one, which has a big beginning, was created by this seat, which belongs to the moon boundary, to the moon mountain and to the moon cave." The pride on the ball's face is even stronger.

Zhang Zheng used his hand to dig his nostril and sneered: "if you make yourself so mysterious, why would you be beaten into a spirit body, and you can't even go out?"

"do you still learn? This is a plot, do you understand it, stupid boy, I'm lazy enough to tell you that you can read it slowly and go to sleep." If you leave the ball, you will go to sleep in the nest directly.

"If you have time, tell me about the past of Guiyue cave master. I also want to appreciate the majestic posture of the cave master." Zhang Zheng shouts to the place where the ball goes.

"Look at my mood! Keep your voice down, and don't disturb this building The sound of the ball came.

Zhang ZHENGJING got down to his heart and picked up the book of mind and mind created by Wan Zi. He began to think it was a secret book for cultivating one's moral character. After reading it, he realized that it was an eye training skill. When he practiced it to the extreme, he could kill people with his eyes. However, the general purpose was to spy on others' accomplishments and find some treasures.

After watching it, Zhang Zheng said in his heart that this skill was good, but the conditions were very harsh. He had to practice his eyes with the help of the sun in the morning every day.

Zhang Zheng took a look at his watch. It was just 4:30, so he didn't have time to clean up his mess. He moved his mind and came out of the ring with a whoosh.

He opened the door and felt relieved to see that it was still dark outside. Now it was autumn, and the sun would come out later in the morning. As soon as Zhang Zheng saw that it was still early, he went to the house and began to wash his body. Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why he sat on the roof all over his body in the morning.

After taking a bath and changing his clothes, Zhang Zheng walked out of his own door and went straight up to the wall in three steps and two steps. Unexpectedly, he could not see the sun in the East. Only then did he know that it was blocked by a tall building. Zhang Zheng felt uncomfortable in the dark, but didn't care too much. He went directly to the building of Zhang's group by flashing thunder under his feet and taking dozens of breaths Top, at this time, the staff are not working, the security room is still sleeping, Zhang Zheng himself to avoid the scope of monitoring.Lightning flashed under his feet, he ran directly on the surface of the floor. After a few breaths, he came to the top of the 120 story building. Looking at the fish belly white gradually rising in the East, Zhang Zheng crossed his legs and began to run the spiritual power. With his own eyes, he absorbed the spiritual power from the sun, and the bottom of his eyes turned pale purple.

After practicing for about half an hour, Zhang Zheng found that his eyes, which were slightly short-sighted, were all right. In the 120 story building, he could see clearly the appearance of the early runners. Zhang Zheng's shock did not subside for a long time. Sure enough, the pill was a good book, which he thought, but he did not slow down, After a long time and unconsciously, Zhang Zheng found that it was useless to continue to practice.

Zhang Zheng knew that this was because the sunshine in the morning had disappeared, and it was meaningless to practice again.