Young Martial God In City

Zhou Tian practiced two different kinds of skills: Yi Jin Jing and Gui Yuan Xin Fa. There were two different kinds of Qi in his body.

In fact, two different kinds of true Qi can not be integrated in the human body. It is just his constitution that passes through the transformation of heaven and earth, holy water and the holy fruit of heaven and earth. Although he did not absorb the essence of both of them, he made his physique far stronger than ordinary people. Even in the impossible circumstances, the two different true Qi to the fusion.

The integration of genuine Qi, in terms of quality, has reached the best state, constantly expanding his meridians and elixir fields, making the number of genuine Qi increasing day by day, so that he has the foundation and strength of leapfrog challenges.

Zhou Tian separated the true Qi of Yi Jin Jing according to the method of "ten steps of cutting the spirit". Along with the brain nerve route, the true Qi slowly rushed into the mind and existed in the world of God consciousness.

After finishing the first step, Zhou Tianchang took a breath and prepared to condense the true Qi of the Yi Jin Jing into the spirit consciousness soul.

This step is the most important step. It condenses into spirit consciousness and soul, which is the basis of the whole cultivation of "ten steps of killing God". If you can't condense into the spirit consciousness soul, you can't practice the "ten step cutting God".

The true Qi can't be transformed into the soul of divine consciousness. It will destroy the world of divine consciousness. Once the world of divine consciousness collapses, the whole brain nerve will be cut off. The light becomes an idiot, and his cultivation turns into water. Those who were seriously injured were killed immediately, and the ashes were gone.

Zhou Tian tried to control the spirit of divine consciousness, constantly squeezed it, and shaped the soul of God consciousness.

Suddenly, "bang" a huge sound, weekdays scream, holding the head fly out. Fall on the ground, rolling on the ground in pain.

Just now, when his true Qi was about to condense into his soul, his soul was empty, as if he had lost his charm. He collapsed suddenly, and the real Qi sent out from all over the world of God consciousness collided with him, just like tens of thousands of tiny needles continuously shooting into his brain nerve, and he almost suffocated in pain.

I gasped for breath. I was sweating all over my body on Sunday, and my face was pale and frightening. The man leaned weakly against a stone wall and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

"I don't believe it. I can't form a spirit."

Zhou Tian was stubborn and circled to sit down, endure the pain of the brain, and separated a wisp of consciousness, and slowly condensed the scattered Qi.

Then it controls the Qi and condenses it into the spirit consciousness soul. Carefully, it squeezes the true Qi bit by bit. It becomes more and more condensed, and gradually forms the soul model.

Boom.

Ah!

On Sunday, he flew out with his head in his arms and bumped into the rock wall.

The tingling feeling of his head became more and more intense, and his whole face changed into a shape, and he cried bitterly with his whole head in his arms.

After a while, the nostrils, ears and eyes were oozing with blood, and the divine world seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Why is this?

Why is it that at the moment when the soul of God consciousness is about to be formed, the whole soul of Buddha is empty and unable to condense, and the true Qi suddenly collapses, causing the whole brain nerve to be broken?

Lying on the ground on Sunday, the breath was weak, the blood in the blood vessels seemed to freeze in an instant, and the whole body was numb.

After taking a few puffs of breath, he calmed his depressed chest and said angrily, "I don't believe that what others can do, I can do it on Sunday."

Regardless of the pain in the head, sit around and concentrate on luck to control the true Qi of the divine consciousness and condense into the soul of the divine consciousness.

The results are still as tragic as the previous two.

Again and again.

Again and again, I was struck by the true spirit of divine consciousness and nearly passed out.

For three days in a row, Zhou Tian practiced in such a state. Every day I return to the villa, the whole skeleton seems to be scattered, and my mind seems to have tens of thousands of fine needles, which makes me feel restless and uncomfortable.

After three days, there was no progress in Zhou Tian's cultivation of "ten steps to kill God", and the world of God consciousness in my mind was shattered by the real Qi. However, it is strange that every time the divine world reaches the edge of fragmentation, the fire in the divine consciousness will divide out a vast force and stabilize his whole consciousness.

Only in these three days of such high-intensity training, he would not collapse the world of divine consciousness.

These three days are undoubtedly a great test for Zhoutian. There is no progress in practice. Every time you fail, you have to endure the pain of the cone. No doubt you are in hell on earth.

But he still stuck to it. The belief that he would never admit defeat held up his body which was about to fall down.

On this day, Zhou Tiangang was going to practice at the top of the mountain again. Suddenly, the mobile phone of the tea table rang. A little surprised, he just bought the mobile phone, and the number was prepared by his family. Few people knew his number.

Pick up the mobile phone, turn on the hands-free, and say, "Hello, who is it?"

"I'm your grandfather." On the other end of the phone came Mr. Zhou's voice.

"Grandfather." It's strange on Sunday. I've been to my family for several days. I haven't seen anyone else except for the share transfer certificate and the transfer of real estate around the country. Strange way: "grandfather, what can I do for you?"

"Some of your uncles and uncles are back. They want to see you. By the way, there's something by the way. Come here. ""Oh." I don't know what happened on Sunday, but since Mr. Zhou asked him to go there, he didn't think much about it. He picked up his coat and walked out of the villa.

The headquarters of the Zhou family is not far from Zhou Tian's villa. It's about ten minutes' walk. After several quiet courtyards, we came to the meeting room where VIP guests were received on Sunday. From afar, I heard the hearty laughter coming from inside.

Zhou Tian opened the door of the conference room indifferently and saw that there were about ten people sitting inside. A Zheng, did not expect that there will be so many people, temporarily pour Leng there.

Master Zhou said with a smile: "little emperor, how can you stay at the door and not come in?"

Sunday came back and walked in quietly. Sit in the sixth position on the right. Looking up at all the people, the first one is, of course, Mr. Zhou.

On the left side of Mr. Zhou sat a silent old man, slightly closed his eyes, as if the outside world had nothing to do with him.

It's father Zhou's younger brother, Zhou tuoyu.

Sitting on the right is a bald old man, his fat face is full of smiles, and the hearty laughter is from him.

But he was a close friend of Zhou and Tang Shaoyun, who played with him.

In the row on the right is a man in his fifties, with a Chinese face and a little pale hair on his temples. He is dressed in formal clothes all over the body, which is quite imposing and dignified. Sitting there without saying a word. But on Sunday came in the moment, to his kind smile.

It was Zhou Qihua, the second generation of the Zhou family in power.

The second is a refined middle-aged man, lightly drinking tea on the table, smiling at the opposite person, occasionally glancing at the sky, also full of inexplicable love.

However, he was the second son of master Zhou, a senior official of Jiangzhou City, Zhou Qiming.

The third is a man in his forties. He is a little fat with sparse hair. He is wearing a stiff suit. He has the temperament of a successful businessman.

Zhou is the fourth son of the Han family.

The fourth is a man in his thirties, tall and powerful, wearing a general's uniform and embroidered with two golden stars on his collar.

Zhou Tianxiao is the fifth son of Zhou Laozi, commander of Huazhou military region, general level, Zhou Tianxiao.

Sitting next to Zhou Tian was a man in his twenties. He looked at Zhou Tian with a smile and said in a soft voice, "are you Sunday? My name is Zhou Weichen, the son of your second uncle. You can call me cousin or viagra

Viagra?

Sunday embarrassed smile, this cousin is also too funny, what is not easy to call, called Viagra. Thinking about it also makes people think about it constantly.

Sitting on the left row across from Sunday, the first one is also a man in his fifties. He is bald, gloomy and has a rising corner of his mouth, which makes him have a gloomy temperament.

He is the eldest son of Zhou tuoyu and is the second generation leader of Zhou Chuqian.

Sitting behind him was a man in his twenties, which seemed to be quite Chengfu. But Zhou Haifeng, the eldest son of Zhou Chuqian, is a representative of the third generation of collateral.

Looking at Zhou Tian's pale face and powerless, Mr. Zhou said with concern, "little emperor, have you moved people recently? What's wrong with you? If you don't feel well, say it. "

Zhou Tian shook his head and said, "I'm ok. Maybe I didn't sleep well recently." The tingling pain in his mind made him sweat and had to endure.

"Hum, just came to the Zhou family, began to turn the sky." Zhou tuoyu, sitting next to Mr. Zhou, said coldly, "it's hard to say whether I'm a descendant of the Zhou family."

"What do you say?" I hate to be criticized by others on Sunday, even if you are an elder. Seeing Zhou tuoyu as an elder, he doubted his identity in public, which made him very angry.

Zhou tuoyu's face was cold, just about to attack. Master Zhou said impatiently, "well, the identity of the little emperor has been confirmed. He is a descendant of the Zhou family. I hope I don't hear that again. "

Zhou tuoyu sat on one side with a gloomy face and did not dare to refute anything.

My father's only son is Zhou Hua's only son who passed away. If anyone dares to bully him in the future, don't blame our brothers for being rude. "

As the second generation of the Zhou family, Zhou Qihua is the head of a real power department of the central government. He is also a member of the state. What he said, even for the older generation of Zhou tuoyu, had to endure in silence.

Zhou Tian sneered at the reaction of the people of the collateral clan. To tell the truth, he didn't care whether it was the descendants of the Zhou family.

What he valued most was family affection. For the lack of family love since childhood, he is very cherish and Zhou Laozi and other people's family relationship.

For Zhou tuoyu maliciously instigated the kinship between him and Zhou's legitimate children, he was quite disgusted from the heart. However, in such an occasion, he did not want to Zhou Laozi too difficult to be a man, not to attack. I just stare at every move of the collateral children coldly.www.novelmt.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!