Here Lies The Wicked

About solving hunger every time you practice.

How to improve the efficiency of cultivation is not an urgent problem to be solved immediately.

The Human Skin scriptures were Fang Zheng's most pressing right now.

It was after he killed the evil spirit rider that the Human Skin scriptures swallowed a wisp of grey air and lit up another rune.

When he was at the hotel, he didn't immediately take out his research.

I heard that the current hotel, power switches, light bulbs, table feet, vents and so on, are full of pinhole cameras, all pervasive, only unexpected. Similar reports are often seen on the news.

So when he stayed at the hotel, he resisted his curiosity and never took out a Human Skin scripture.

After that, he rushed home to practice "King kong is not bad arhat." He had been eating crazily for six or seven hours, causing the Human Skin scriptures to be delayed until now.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed in the bedroom, Fang Zheng looked at the two fake secret books on the bed sheet, "Golden-bell-like Body Covering Techniques" and" King Kong Seal." After half an hour of selective difficulty syndrome, Fang Zheng finally decided to practice" Golden-bell-like Body Covering Techniques."

Literally, the King Kong Seal was an attack.

In the battle with the evil spirit rider, Fang Zheng knew that he had exposed his shortcomings, which was the lack of fighting skills.

He had nothing but brute force.

However, he did not learn to master the skills of strength like "Xinyi fist,"" xingyi fist,"" yongchun fist,"" bagua palm," and" baji fist.

How to achieve five points of strength and twelve points of damage.

Therefore, he chose the King Kong Seal to practice first, and as for the Golden-bell-like Body Covering Techniques, he planned to wait until the next time he collected the grey air before practicing it.

At that time, the cultivation, combat and body protection methods were all fully developed.

As for "The golden body is not bad," Fang Zheng did not want to try again. Before he knew whether there was a level 1, level 2, and level 3 reinforcement, and if he could not, what would happen if he forced the reinforcement to fail, he did not want to try the consequences if he failed. At present, it was extremely valuable to collect the gray air.

Of course!

The important things are said three times, "King Kong Seal,"" Golden-bell-like Body Covering Techniques," are all fake secret books! Fake secret books! Fake secret book

Only the Human Skin scriptures could strengthen the secret books that could really be cultivated from nothing, such as the first cousin of "The true body of the rohan,"" the golden body does not break the rohan.

Fang Zheng began to strengthen.

Left hand Human Skin scriptures, right hand "King Kong Seal."

"Strengthen it!"

No response.

"Strengthen it, King Kong Seal!"

The Human Skin scriptures were quiet and still unresponsive.

Mud and coal, who can tell what the hell is going on? Fang Zheng was confused, frowning and thinking.

Recalling the details of the first enhancement in his mind, he began to focus on the secret book in his hand: "Jin! Gang! Yin!"

When the three words were just finished, wow!

The familiar light finally reappeared.

It was the same familiar scene, bright, as if the flames of god were beating, and the pages were flipping rapidly, like a movie fast-forward lens x50.

The words, paragraphs, and illustrations on it seemed to have come alive. As the pages of the book flipped quickly, sections were pushed down, sections were reordered, and sections were quickly inferred to evolve into truly cultivable secret books.

The light faded.

In the end, Fang Zheng had a new secret book in his hands, and the King Kong Seal was strengthened to become the Voldemort King Kong Seal!

Voldemort?

Fang Zheng was surprised.

It was like a pillow just after she dozed off.

"Don't tell me, this guest is the cleanest and least wasteful person I've ever seen eating. Elmar, there's not even a bone on the table, not even a shred of meat. Manager, do you think... Is our store a ghost?"

In the end, the waiter shrank his neck timidly.

"Starved to death! Have you ever seen a ghost kill matt so non-mainstream, eat a buffet, wear sunglasses, wear a cap, afraid that he is a big star, internet red, will be recognized!" The lobby manager scolded him.

"It's the first time in my life that I've ever seen someone eat crabs. Even the shells are eaten together, like glass shards..." The waiter was shocked.

The manager of the lobby was shocked. He turned around and took a closer look, okay... What a shocking sight!

His eyes bulged like a light bulb.

A whole hand-grilled chicken, with meat on its bones, was eaten up in two bites.

A lobster weighing two kilograms reached the guest's mouth, and it was as if it was biting a piece of bread. It was shelled, spearheaded, with two big claws, and chewed it up in a few bites.

In this scene, people were dumbfounded and their heads were numb.

It was like a gluttonous monster hiding in his body.

There are ten thousand sentences of mmp in my mind.

Previously, he saw table 16, which had been very clean, only empty dishes and no bones. He did not vomit bones everywhere like other guests. He thought it was the waiter who cleaned up the shop diligently.

Who would have thought it would be such a horrifying scene.

Then, the lobby manager finally understood what it meant to live like a year.

Table 16 guests ate more food in a minute than the average family of three combined. Most importantly, they had been eating for hours.

Finally, in the pious prayer that the lobby manager had never prayed before, it was difficult to stay up until 9: 30 pm.

Then, Fang Zheng, who was reborn as a starving ghost, was politely invited out of the cafeteria.

"Manager, the special grilled chicken in your store tastes great. It reminds me of the familiar taste of childhood. I remember that I was the first person in the village to eat kentucky chicken bones." Fang Zheng's eyes revealed memories.

The lobby manager asked curiously, "What about the chicken?"

Fang Zheng glanced at the manager, "It was my aunt's birthday that year. I took a month's worth of pocket money, got on my phoenix bicycle, and took my aunt to the city for a kfc."

"Then you are really filial," the lobby manager said with a smile.

"No, my aunt is six years younger than me." Fang Zheng said solemnly.

"... The lobby manager.

"Manager, your store has helped me regain the familiar taste of my childhood and successfully earned a repeat customer. Can you let me go back to the store and relive for another hour?" Fang Zheng's eyes were sincere.

"... The lobby manager.

"I'm sorry sir, we're closing up." The lobby manager's face darkened as he slammed the door shut.

From tomorrow on... No, right now, let the back chef get off the shelf and remove the grilled chicken. It's a familiar taste of childhood!

It was a stark slap in the face to say that the food in their store was not as good as kfc a decade ago.

Outside the store, Fang Zheng looked up at the moon at 45 degrees hesitation.

Every time he practiced, he would starve and then eat for six or seven hours, which made him very distressed.

Especially a waste of time.

He had to find another way to solve the problem of hunger every time he practiced, or else the efficiency of this practice would be too low.

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