The fat man on the side saw Zuo Zhicheng grabbing the ghost queen and others with one move, and his eyes also showed a deep look of fear. Zuo Zhicheng, who was still in front of him, became more and more unfathomable in his eyes...

‘This kind of martial arts... is incredible. I have seen the shadowless shooting of the commander Qingyueyang. Although it is magical, it does not have such domineering power. The martial arts of the King of Heaven... I'm afraid it's not much worse than the master of Dharma Images, right?’

Outside the inn window, the young beggar who was beaten before had already walked back at some point. He was lying on the window and looking at the scene in the hall, with envy, longing and passionate expressions in his eyes.

He thought he was hiding secrets, but how could he not find out about the old world like Zuo Zhicheng and Fatty? It was just that the other party was just a beggar and they were too lazy to care about it.

After Zuo Zhicheng finished his move, he said, "Catch them all."

The fat man nodded, and naturally knew that the value of living these people in front of him was naturally greater than killing them directly. After all, from these living people, you can ask about various secrets, martial arts, treasures, other disciples of the Hell Gate, other escape routes, strongholds, and various secrets of the Hell Gate.

Even in the end, when they lose their value, they can use them as bait to catch all the other remnants of the Hell Gate in one fell swoop.

The fat man smiled and said, "Sir, Tianshe King, don't worry, I will definitely make good use of them."

Zuo Zhicheng glanced at him and suddenly said, "You are very good, what's your name?"

The fat man smiled and said, "I almost forgot to introduce him, I'm at Xia Ye Liangcai."

Zuo Zhicheng nodded: "How is it? Are you interested in accepting it? I need an intelligence officer."

Ye Liangcai was slightly stunned and said, "This..."

"It's okay, I'll give you enough time to think about it. When I get back here again, you can give me a reply."

Zuo Zhicheng stood up and slowly walked towards the room upstairs. His body became more and more erratic in the shadows and darkness. It was not until he disappeared into the fat man's eyes that he took a big breath, and the cold sweat on his back suddenly appeared like a waterfall.

‘This guy…’ he picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one go: ‘It was like being pushed by someone with a knife to his chest.’

‘Where did Qing Yueyang and the others find this monster?’

However, when he thought of Zuo Zhicheng's invitation, he suddenly felt a moment of hesitation in his heart.

At this time, more than a dozen members of the Shadow Corps rushed over outside the gate and saw a group of Hell disciples lying on the ground. They surrounded Ye Liangcai and said, "Boss, what's going on."

"What are you talking about? I'll arrest them all first."

...

At night, Zuo Zhicheng lay on the bed. While playing with the sun and moon marks in his hands, he opened the window and bathed his whole body in the moonlight.

Xu Hongfei walked in, holding a box of lunch in his hand, and asked, "Sir, do you want to eat?"

Zuo Zhicheng glanced at Xu Hongfei with a squinted look and said, "Didn't I say that I won't eat outside?" After all, Zuo Zhicheng now absorbs sunlight and moonlight. It can fully meet the daily consumption and store a large amount of spiritual energy.

Most of the food outside is not very hygienic. There are various bacteria, bacteria, and the possibility of poisoning, so he simply stopped eating it.

Hearing what Zuo Zhicheng said, Xu Hongfei lowered his head and said, "Sir... I'm just afraid that you will be hungry. This is a side dish made by the ingredients I bought myself. It's very safe."

"I said, I won't be hungry." Zuo Zhicheng narrowed his eyes: "And are you very idle... have you finished your homework today?"

Xu Hongfei swallowed his saliva and said, "It's done...it's done."

Zuo Zhicheng said coldly: "That means that the homework I assigned you is too easy. That's better. From today on, add another hour of true martial arts practice. There is also an hour of Taoist practice. Before arriving at the Danaruta Mountains, I want you to use the life-sleeping to gain thirty kilograms."

"I understand." So Xu Hongfei sighed, and finally walked away with the lunch box with a look of disappointment.

During the whole process, Zuo Zhicheng did not look back, but just looked up at the bright moon in the sky, as if countless lights flashed through his eyes. His fingers kept rubbing the sun and moon seals in his hand.

If a warrior wants to step into the Dharma image from human form, in addition to training deep mental power with abundant physical strength, he needs to condense his true meaning of martial arts.

The so-called true meaning of martial arts is a kind of understanding of martial arts, his own future, his own goals, and his ideals.

Generally speaking, most warriors regard the Dharma-Eyed Martial Arts in the sect as the strongest martial arts in their ideals based on their own inheritance, and regard the martial arts concepts in them as their own martial arts concepts to condense the true meaning of martial arts.

However, Zuo Zhicheng did not intend to do this, because his cold light wave sword has the highest level to the Dharma image. If he takes this as the foundation of the true meaning of martial arts, then after he reaches the Dharma image, he will be extremely difficult to break through the practice of virtual practices due to the concept of martial arts and the foundation of martial arts.

So what he wanted to go through was the other methods mentioned by Prometheus, either creating his own true meaning of martial arts, or finding a martial arts with a high enough level to practice and condense the true meaning of martial arts.

Now he is trying to understand the power of practicing emptiness in the sun and moon seal every night, in order to condense the true meaning of martial arts.

This is a very important choice, because once it is fixed, it will be very difficult to reverse the true meaning of your martial arts, and it will be as difficult as turning a person from a Christian to Islam.

At this time, he didn't think of his martial arts philosophy. Some people thought that martial arts should be fast, some people thought that martial arts should be great, some people thought that one force would be reduced to ten, and some people like to break all the methods with one sword.

Of course, they are not wrong, they just focus differently.

The power of the mind is the power exerted based on the human heart. Therefore, only by being paranoid enough can one be focused enough. Extreme. Only by being focused enough can one explode more easily, it is easier to condense one's true meaning of martial arts and exert one's own power of mind.

Just as Zuo Zhicheng was thinking about his true meaning of martial arts and what the strongest martial arts in his ideals should look like, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Zuo Zhicheng said unexpectedly: "Come in, the door is not locked."

The door of the guest room was opened and a handsome boy walked in.

Although the other party seemed to have taken a shower and wiped his face, Zuo Zhicheng did not use his eyes to look at people, so through infrared gaze, he could immediately recognize that the other party was the little beggar he saw in the inn today.

I didn't expect that the other party was so young, and after washing his face, he looked like he was about teenagers.

Zuo Zhicheng said lightly: "What's your business?" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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