"You go and give Xiao Shengzi the file of the life of King Ning to know yourself and your enemy, and you will be defeated by a hundred battles."

Another day passed like this.

Zhao Sheng was still sitting cross-legged on the jade tusk in the practice room. After a long time, he opened his eyes and a breath of turbid air grew.

He looked down at his chest and abdomen, and there was no abnormality outside, but if he looked inside, he would find that more than a dozen acupoints in his chest and abdomen were vaguely agitating.

They are like small vortexes, constantly sucking outwards.

This is the power of the stars moving.

But now he only practices the superficiality and is not very powerful, and cannot take the initiative to absorb the true energy of others.

He raised his right hand and poured his true energy into his palm.

Without the blessing of martial arts, but with true energy, you can also increase a lot of power.

Zhao Sheng's face did not change, and his right palm directly slapped his chest and abdomen.

"Ahem!"

The palms were extremely powerful, which made Zhao Sheng cough a few times.

But its power must be more than that. If an ordinary person is hit, he will be afraid of vomiting blood.

He closed his eyes and looked inside, and found that the dozen accents were filled with true energy.

It is them that absorb the true energy from their palms and reduce the power.

"In this way, even if you don't use the Immortal Spirit Light, you should be able to survive the evil spirit of King Ning."

Zhao Sheng silently recited in his heart and used the immortal spiritual light to eliminate the hidden wounds in his body.

After he was safe, he picked up the books on the ground and read them all.
Chapter completed!