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After experiencing bone reconstruction in all the bones on the body, all the bones of Zuo Zhicheng turned into ink color, which is also the reason why this life cluster is called ink bone.

Of course, the bone reconstruction of the ink bone is not as simple as changing the color. He greatly improved Zuo Zhicheng's bone strength.

Moreover, the method of improving bone strength of ink bones is not just as simple as increasing density. It can be said that its density does not increase much, but there are many hollow areas in the bones, because ink bones improve toughness and bone strength depends on its own material and special bone structure.

It is like carbon, because of different structures, diamonds, diamonds, and graphite, and have completely different strengths due to different molecular arrangements.

It can be said that for matters, their strength and structure are very critical.

Zuo Zhicheng's current bones have toughness and strength due to their special internal structure. Due to the large amount of hollow structure, his body weight is reduced again and his speed becomes faster, which makes him feel an unprecedented sense of ease.

I saw that he exerted a little force on his waist and back, and the tail of the bone that grew from the part of the tail vertebrae had slowly contracted back.

Xu Hongfei, who was standing beside him, walked up with his clothes and asked, "Sir, is it over?"

Zuo Zhicheng took the coat and put it on his body, and said lightly: "It's almost done. Next, I will have a good rest and then adapt to the high-speed bone reconstruction ability of Mo Bone as soon as possible."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Xu Hongfei indifferently and asked, "Recently, your martial arts have improved quite quickly." In infrared sight, Xu Hongfei's body had a 50% pink body strength.

Of course, Xu Hongfei's progress was very fast. With Beipeng Chuantian style, spiritual food, and a devil coach like Zuo Zhicheng training him, how could his progress speed be unfast?

However, even though his strength has improved greatly, when Zuo Zhicheng saw this, he felt like he was being targeted by a tiger. A cool air rose from behind his head and said a little nervously: "It's all good things you taught by me, sir." However, although his tone was a little nervous, his eyes were still very calm.

Zuo Zhicheng sensed the other party's heartbeat and body temperature, and nodded slowly. During this period, he was kind and powerful, but Xu Hongfei was just a young man. Although he was determined by his character, he was a match for the scheming Zuo Zhicheng. At least on the surface, he was already loyal to Zuo Zhicheng.

"In the next time, you can just ignore everything else and make every effort to break through martial arts. After practicing the forty-nine martial arts of Beipeng Chutian style, I will transplant the "not bad" to your hands."

"Sir!" Hearing these words, Xu Hongfei immediately knelt down on the ground, looked at the other party with a passionate face and said, "Thank you for your reward. I will definitely work hard."

"Yes." A fleeting smile appeared on Zuo Zhicheng's cold face: "Come on. Don't waste your talent." After that, he patted Xu Hongfei on the shoulder with his hand.

Xu Hongfei trembled excitedly and suddenly said, "Sir, can I go out after the transplant is not damaged?"

"I know what you want to do." Zuo Zhicheng said: "After the transplant is not damaged, I do plan to let you go out and preside over some things for me. If you want to kill a few people at that time, it won't be a big deal."

Zuo Zhicheng knew that the other party wanted to avenge his revenge, and he had no interest in the specific situation. As long as the other party put down his last burden and devoted himself to his command, he would do it.

When Xu Hongfei heard Zuo Zhicheng's words, he didn't say anything more, but just kowtowed deeply, and almost his whole body crawled on the ground.

Looking at Xu Hongfei crawling at his feet, Zuo Zhicheng's eyes turned and flashed with an unpredictable light.

Naturally, he could not trust others so simply, but he needed more time to practice martial arts and Taoism next time, especially in the battle with the Holy Son of Yan Mo. He had a deeper understanding of the power of his mind and the Cold Light Wave Sword, and he had to polish and practice it well.

So he decided to hand over the work of searching and collecting life to Xu Hongfei to preside over it. Before this, he naturally needed to test the other party a few times.

...

On the other side, just when Zuo Zhicheng was hiding in practice and accumulating strength again.

Far far north of Zhongzhi, a magnificent hall is filled with ivory, coral, calligraphy and paintings, and ancient jade decorations. Special candles more than one meter thick are lit, exuding a ecstatic smell.

This is a material ground with dozens of herbs. Even if ordinary people rarely smell it, it has the effect of curing diseases and prolonging life. If martial arts practitioners smell it for a long time, they can also strengthen the body and strengthen the body.

But now Bai Yixin, who is sitting in the hall, has the wound on her face wrapped in a bandage, her face is pale, her lips are blue, and her qi and blood look weak, and she has completely lost the old, middle-aged and young generations who are with her, the changing time and unfathomable temperament.

Instead, his eyes were so vicious that he looked like a poisonous snake, looking at the direction of the entrance of the hall from time to time.

Since he fought with Zuo Zhicheng, he fled in a hurry. Not only did his appearance be destroyed, but he had an extra ** on his face. The most important thing is his martial arts regression, and he degenerated from a master of human appearance to a master of self-image, and he could no longer use the power of his mind to attack.

This kind of blow is such a heavy blow to a master who is so arrogant and used to starring the moon and scattered across the martial arts world. He now lives a kind of resentment and a life of extreme sorrow every day, and seems to feel that his heart is being bitten by a poisonous snake at all times.

Especially some time ago, when he heard Zuo Zhicheng, He Zizai escaped the pursuit of Yanmo Saint Son. He vomited a large mouthful of blood on the spot, and his spirit became more and more depressed.

Under this situation, a huge flaw was left in his mind, making it almost impossible for the power of his mind to advance, let alone step into the human realm again.

After Bai Yixin waited for half a salary in the hall, a man wearing a robe and a high-ranking official on his head walked in slowly. The man's face was filled with a faint smile, and no matter who saw it, he would feel like a spring breeze.

Seeing the man walking in, Bai Yixin immediately stood up: "Senior Brother, you must help me this time..."

The man was Bai Yixin's senior brother, Ye Junxi, the head of Tianhe Sect.
Chapter completed!