Zhang Ji waited until both of them left the Soul Prison, then quietly appeared again.

Jiufeng Nanyi listened to the conversation of the three people from beginning to end, watching her nose with her eyes, and her nose with her heart.

I originally thought that after Ling Chuqing collected so many Yang evil spirits, she would give some of them to herself.

In the end, none of the Yang evil spirits were given to me, and they were probably used for other purposes.

Naturally, he didn't bother to say anything.

Zhang Jize brought out hundreds of Yang evil spirits, although they were only around the seventh or eighth grade: "Senior Jiufeng, this is to honor you, hehe..."

Jiufeng Nanyi smiled faintly and said nothing.

Zhang Jichun just wanted to win people's hearts.

He went directly to start practicing the door-pushing practice.

When Zhang Ji woke up, he found that his thoughts had turned into four grains of sand, and his energy and blood were like two drops of dew.

As long as you give yourself enough time, it's not hopeless to catch up with the two of them.

Li Zhao learned that Ling Chuqing was a pony and had a certain fondness for him.

But she didn't want to expose Hong Yi, so naturally she wouldn't say it.

Early in the morning, I found Ling Chuqing.

The two of them were in the back courtyard.

"Miss Ling, can I ask you a favor?" Li Zhao's attitude was sincere.

"Oh? What do you want me to do for you?" Ling Chuqing had already expected that Li Zhao could not sit still and would not sit still in Chengming Hall.

"I want you to invite more Penglai mercenaries to come to Xiacheng and help guard it." Li Zhao sincerely pleaded word by word.

"This price is not small. You must have heard that the price of Penglai mercenaries is very high."

Ling Chuqing also knew very well that the original purpose of founding the Penglai Group was to gain fame, attract talents, and establish prestige in Xia Guozhong.

This kind of thing can indeed be done.

"As long as Miss Ling lets you go." Li Zhao knew that the entire coastline must have been tragic last night.

"Okay, six hundred people should be able to come tomorrow." Ling Chuqing made a phone call and responded.

The Penglai regiment has extraordinary strength, but its numbers are more refined than numerous.

Moreover, the Penglai Group has a wide range of businesses. Even if Ling Chuqing has a very high status in Penglai, it is impossible for them to put down their tasks and come to Xiacheng for shopping.

"That's great!" Li Zhao knew that he could only endure it until the Penglai mercenaries arrived.

I must convince my grandfather to let me go to the front line in these two days.

"Why are you thanking me? I'm taking people's money to eliminate disasters, but we have agreed that we will all take the spoils." Ling Chuqing said something first.

"That's natural." Li Zhao agreed.

Although Sun Guiyi was stationed on the coastline, most of his energy was on containing the master of Jindao.

Regarding the overall situation of the battlefield, the Chunyang Sect disciples, Zhu Niao Army, Demon Slaying Guards, and reinforcements from various cities in Xiazhou led by Li Chenfeng are not optimistic about their current situation.

She knew that the monsters on Jin Island she had faced before were just ordinary.

The monsters from Jindao that Sun Guiyi and others faced now were all elite, and they were not comparable to those of the previous death squads.

She knew that Sun Guiyi had mobilized a large number of exposed firearms to enhance the combat power of the regular army in the city and the new guards, but the effect was probably limited.

Zhang Ji practiced in his room without leaving the house.

At noon, Hong Yi came to the room where he was.

Yesterday I spent the whole day learning acupuncture from Lin Chengming, focusing on the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate.

"Uncle Master, did you learn it so quickly?" Zhang Ji's eyes lit up.

"That's natural. Let me tell you some good news. Your master has also entered the realm of mortal magician." Hong Yi smiled brightly. For Zhenwu Temple, this is a good thing.

"Ah? Really!" Zhang Ji was ecstatic.

"What makes senior brother very talented is that he cares about the poor people wholeheartedly and always has many thoughts in his heart. I had a good conversation with him yesterday and shared a lot of my thoughts."

"Nowadays, Chengming Hall is deserted and no one comes to see a doctor. There is less interference from the patient's negative emotions. He doesn't have to think about whose disease he wants to cure all day long. He can concentrate on it. He has cultivated his mind and character for many years and has a deep foundation. When he stepped into Xuanshi's only

It's just a chance." Hong Yi said happily.

"That's it, that's really great." Zhang Jizhen felt happy for the teacher.

"Okay, I've tried it on my senior brother, and it's quite effective." Hong Yi picked up the ancestral golden needle and started to apply it on Zhang Ji.

Because he was originally at the pinnacle of the Stone Realm, and now he used his sand thoughts to integrate into the Patriarch's Golden Needle.

The improvement brought to Zhang Ji is a leap.

Every time Zhang Ji gave him acupuncture, he could not finish all thirteen needles.

Now let’s experience it first.

He only felt that his mind and perception of the outside world had broadened.

There is clarity in the sea of ​​consciousness, and a steady stream of thoughts condenses into sand.

My thoughts have an indescribable sense of transparency, and many distracting thoughts in my consciousness are swept away.

In just thirty minutes, Zhang Ji's thoughts condensed eight grains, and now there are twelve grains in total.

This speed of improvement made him happy.

"Okay, I can only do it once a day, no more." Hong Yi also stopped taking the injections, having quite a bit of experience with the Thirteen Needles at the Gate of Ghosts.

In his opinion, the so-called Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate can help break through the realm of cultivation, which essentially makes people's minds and thoughts transparent, free from distractions, and clear-minded.

Over time, as your thoughts become clearer and free from shackles, your understanding of the outside world will naturally become more thorough.

This is at the level of Tao, not the level of technique.

In addition, the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate are more useful for strengthening and firming one's own thoughts, which are not affected by illusions.

It can help people find themselves again from chaos.

"Today I asked my senior brother to learn the Thirty-Three Needles of Renxian." Hong Yi is also very eager to learn. The acupuncture method only needs to be able to accurately capture the acupuncture points, and condense one's own thoughts and Qi and blood, and activate the acupuncture points according to the inherited acupuncture sequence.

Just the orifice.

It was difficult before you started, but it becomes easy after you get started.

Zhang Ji closed his eyes and continued to be immersed in the practice of "Nine Phoenix Mysterious Body".

Now that I have the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate to help me, I naturally have to put my mind on Zhenwu and seek a balance between the two realms.

In this day, Zhang Ji consumed the remaining 100 grams of eighth-grade crystal powder in his body.

Let his energy and blood condense like dew for ten drops. Looking to the side, Zhou Jun found that he already had twenty drops, and his speed was no slower than his own.

He had also used up all the crystal powder on his body, and he knew that Zhou Jun was afraid that even the seventh-grade crystal powder would not be enough.

Zhang Ji shamelessly approached Hong Yi and said with a playful smile: "Uncle Master, all the crystal powder on my body has been used up. Can you give me some?"

"Take it!" Hong Yi took out two bottles of seventh-grade crystal powder.

The value of each gram of seventh-grade crystal powder is ten thousand.

One kilogram is ten million. Hong Yi collected a sum of supplies from the evil spirit's contribution that day. Things like crystal powder are just incidental.

He originally wanted to use this credit to test Zhang Ji's character and see if this kid would ask for some from him.

But Zhang Ji is a good guy and never mentions it.

Hong Yi had already reserved a copy for him in his heart.

Not to mention Zhang Ji's further contributions were even greater.

Wait until this war in Xiacheng is over.

He wants to find Li Chenfeng, and Li Huangshi will reap the full benefits.

As a master uncle, he is now the actual person in charge of the entire Zhenwu Temple.

Always leave a benefit for your disciples.

My two senior brothers also meditate every day and do not listen to what is going on outside the window.

Only I feel miserable all day long, worrying about this and that.

Zhang Ji got two bottles of seventh-grade crystal powder and looked embarrassed: "Good uncle, why do you want me to be so embarrassed?"

"Hey, if you feel embarrassed, why don't you let me play with the Wenxian pen?" Hong Yi was not polite to his nephew.

"Take it." Zhang Ji immediately handed the Wenxian pen in his hand to Hong Yi, believing that after studying it, he would know how to use it better.

Hong Yi felt as if he had found a treasure, his eyes shining brightly.

Really, I am afraid of being poor.

For many years, no new treasures have been brought into Zhenwu Temple.
To be continued...