Just as Zuo Zhicheng was step by step to make himself stronger and stronger.

The leader of the Hailong Gang, the Sealong Long Feiyang, was already in a panic. First of all, the most important leaders in the gang were attacked, which made him cut off the connection with the gang in an instant and turned into a headless fly. He could not even command well and manipulate the entire gang.

After all, the so-called power is the relationship between people. When the important leader of the Hailong Gang, led by the four heavenly kings, is cut off, the gang seems to have been cut off and becomes unable to move.

When Long Feiyang finally arranged his subordinates and took over the power of the Hailong Gang again, he found that other gangs in the Xinlu were already eyeing him and looked at the Hailong Gang, which had been repeatedly attacked.

At this moment, Long Feiyang couldn't help but feel a sense of fear. Everything was like an invisible big hand manipulating behind his back, and he gradually involved the Hailong Gang in the trap of death.

...

Under the night sky, Zuo Zhicheng stood in a abandoned yard, slowly using the forty-nine true martial arts of the Beipeng Chuantian style.

It was said to be a abandoned house, but in fact it had been bought by Zuo Zhicheng with his other identity and the money picked up by the leader of the Hailong Gang, but he still allowed him to maintain his abandoned appearance.

After this period of continuous attacks and layout, I finally found the translation of the ancient characters. The matters of the Hailong Gang were basically arranged, and I was waiting to close the net.

What unexpected happened to him was that he also obtained the method of practicing gods taught by Jiang Tianzheng.

The identity and strength were not revealed in these matters, and it seemed that everything had come to an end for the time being. Just practice martial arts step by step and translate the contents of two secret books in a few months.

Under the moonlight, Zuo Zhicheng practiced the forty-nine poses of Beipeng Chuantian, feeling the innate qi accompanied by pink and purple, and his muscles were like a big stove, constantly radiating heat to the surroundings.

And as the heat current surged, a trace of innate energy spread towards his head, but the speed was very slow. If Zuo Zhicheng did not try his best to perceive it, he would not even feel it.

A breath of heat was spit out from his mouth, and Zuo Zhicheng slowly stopped his exercises, and he felt the whole body was full of heat and sweating. There was no way. With the intensity of Beipeng Chuitian style of practicing, it would be normal to sweat all over in coastal cities in this summer.

After several days of exercise, the proportion of purple innate qi in infrared sight has reached 32%, which means that his body is stronger again.

Next, he picked up a shovel, went to the cottage in the yard, and jumped into a dark hole.

Then he started digging down below. This is the secret base he prepared for himself here. Many things that are inconvenient to do in the martial arts hall and Xiaolan’s house and things that can be placed here.

If it were in his previous life, it might take several months, but with his current physical strength it would not take so long. However, the heavy cave, the processing of digging out the soil, and the purchase of various building materials will still take Zuo Zhicheng some time and energy.

But these are worth it. If you want to study Taoism, various experiments and practice areas need to be made in advance. Moreover, he can also buy some materials and make some useful gadgets here based on the knowledge of the previous life.

A few days later, he planned to lock the hole with an iron gate and put a large tank on it as a cover.

After digging a hole or a basement for about two hours, Zuo Zhicheng's body was almost completely wet.

So he did not rush back, but sat up in the yard, studying the nourishing energy that Jiang Tianzheng passed down, while waiting for the heat on his body to dissipate.

In the first path of martial arts, after practicing qi, it is practiced with spirit, and this practice of spirit is divided into three parts, namely the self-image, the human-image and the Dharma-image.

The so-called self-image means that one must be able to control one's mind and spirit freely, and the human form means that one must be able to impress the mind and influence others with one's heart. The Dharma form means that one must combine the above two and condense it into a special Dharma form. At that time, every move will be like an immortal, Buddha, ghost and god.

And this whole process from the self-image to the human form and then to the Dharma form is a process from the inability to influence the world to gradually being able to change the world.

As a complete method of practicing magic, Haoran naturally also has three levels of self-image, human-image and Dharma-image. However, his magic-image is not aggressive and prefers assistance.

Although Zuo Zhicheng has not achieved great success in Qi training, he can still think about the content of "self-image". The main thing is how to adjust his mind so that he can instantly enter a state of tranquility and concentration.

I saw Zuo Zhicheng sitting cross-legged on the ground, removing the distractions in his mind bit by bit, and slowly falling into a state of calmness.

Humans are creatures with the ability to think. Because of this, we always think about various things, maybe memories, maybe plans to do next, maybe what to eat for dinner, wanting to drink juice and other trivial things.

In the midst of nourishing energy, these are called distracting thoughts. If you want to calm your mind and even be able to calm down, you have to find a way to kill these distracting thoughts until you don’t have any distracting thoughts in your heart in the end, and you can enter tranquility anytime, anywhere.

At this time, you want to eat when you are eating, you want to practice when you are practicing, and you want to sleep when you are sleeping. No matter what you do, you are determined and have extremely high efficiency.

At this point, you have the introductory skill of cultivating the human appearance with a strong energy.

Now Zuo Zhicheng is sitting cross-legged and killing his distracting thoughts. Because it is a preliminary practice, he uses the method of using one thought to replace all thoughts. Because people usually have too many distracting thoughts, it is unrealistic to think about it suddenly, your mind is empty, you don’t think about anything, and you don’t have any distracting thoughts.

I'm afraid only old monks and Taoists who have been meditating for decades, or those who are extremely determined and born with special minds, can have this kind of concentration.

Zuo Zhicheng is neither, so naturally he can only use one thought to replace all thoughts at the beginning, and forget everything else by constantly thinking about one thing in his mind.

This matter cannot be too complicated or too simple. If it is too complicated, it means too many distracting thoughts and has no meaning. Too simple will make people sleepy and have no meaning.

What Zuo Zhicheng chose was to practice boxing in his mind and practice the boxing techniques he had learned in his previous life and this life one by one in his mind.

With Zuo Zhicheng's control over emotions and his special concentration, he easily focused his mind on the only thought in his mind. After half an hour, he had almost no distracting thoughts, but he still did not feel the real calmness.

‘Is the matter of practicing boxing too complicated? Also, there are too many thoughts about fighting and killing.’ Zuo Zhicheng touched his chin: ‘Maybe we can think about it again tomorrow.’

He was not anxious either. After feeling the cold on his body, he patted the ashes on his body and returned to the room to sleep.

...

The next morning, Zuo Zhicheng rushed to the martial arts hall with dark circles early in the morning, under Xiaolan's urging.

"Let's go quickly, Brother Zuo!" Xiaolan held Zuo Zhicheng's arm and pulled and said, "I haven't seen Sister Qing for a long time!"

"It's only been a few days." Feeling the softness of Xiaolan squeezing on his arm, Zuo Zhicheng quietly pulled out his palm.

When Jiang Qing opened the gate of the martial arts hall, both Zuo Zhicheng and Xiaolan could clearly feel the joy on the other person's face.

"I think you may be here in the next few days." Jiang Qing waved: "Come in, Zuo Zhicheng, you can practice with me in the morning first, Xiaolan, go to the kitchen to work hard, but Aunt Ye will come tomorrow, so I'll bother you today."

"It's okay." Xiaolan smiled sweetly: "It's good that the martial arts school is fine."

At that moment, Zuo Zhicheng followed Jiang Tianzheng and Jiang Qingchen to practice first. Seeing him hitting a set of Sumeru boxing techniques, Jiang Tianzheng nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, it seems that you have not been in the martial arts school these days, but you have not been lazy."

Jiang Tianzheng thought to himself: "Xiao Zuo's qualifications seem to be better than I thought. Although he practiced martial arts a little late, with this kind of firm personality, he may not be unable to achieve some achievements."

After his efforts in the martial arts hall and fighting with the Hailong Gang, Master Jiang taught Zuo Zhicheng that Tianmen Fist had nourished his energy. Jiang Qing seemed to have some recognition of Zuo Zhicheng and nodded to him to show encouragement.

After the three of them were sweating in the morning, they came down to the dining room at Xiaolan's call.

After a storm of wind, Jiang Qing was full of wine and a cute smile appeared on her face, like a kitten who had just eaten.

She sat in the seat and rested for a while and asked, "Dad, how do you think of the skill of that ghost fist?"

"I'm afraid it's close, or even the level of qi cultivation." Jiang Tianzheng speculated: "And he can enter the territory of the Hailong Gang and escape immediately after killing people. It can be seen that his legs are also very good."

"A man went deep into the tiger's den with both fists, killing people and escaping without leaving his name." A trace of admiration flashed in Jiang Qing's eyes: "It's really the spirit of a hero in ancient times. If I have high martial arts skills, I have to be like him, otherwise what's the point of practicing martial arts? Unfortunately, I can't see this ghost fist."

Hearing what Jiang Qing said, Zuo Zhicheng's mouth curled up, but was seen by the other party. Although he had already admitted Zuo Zhicheng's efforts, perhaps because he had been used to being trained by Zuo Zhicheng before, she said:

"Zuo Zhicheng, why are you laughing at?
Chapter completed!