Chapter 176 Real Iron

"What the hell, why is this the second journey of heart refining?"

Liao Wenjie confirmed several times that it was not a repeated prompt caused by a system failure, but that he had really started the second journey of refining his heart.

The reason is very simple. The system's evaluation column for him has changed from the original 'Immortal Bones' to the current 'Hidden Shen Yun'.

It was crisp and clean, completely unlike the last time when he jumped around repeatedly for a long time when he changed from the 'mortal body' to the 'immortal bone'.

Logically speaking, this is a good thing, but the sudden upgrade in evaluation is due to the change in the blood power, which is not a good sign.

The blood-colored mind power originated from the 'Blood Sea Demon Luo Handwritten Sutra', which was a mistakenly practiced version of the [Six-Heaven Great Yin Immortal Sutra], and was forcibly cultivated by the cheating Tian Can.

After completing the training, Liao Wenjie had a bloody demonic body inside his body. Every time he used this power of thought, he couldn't help but feel murderous intent. One of them, I wanted to slap Yunluo to death, but I actually took action.

Looking horizontally and vertically, no matter how you look at it, it's all from the devil's side.

Then, there was the cheating Tiancan who helped him practice the Tathagata Palm no matter what. As expected, the training went awry in the middle, and the bloody mind took advantage of the situation, plundering Tiancan's true energy and turning it into his own, growing stronger again.

Fortunately, after the growth was over, the bloody telepathy fell into a dormant state, focusing on digesting Tiancan's huge zhenqi.

Liao Wenjie originally thought that with the top level of martial arts in the world, it would take a long time for the bloody mind to try to assimilate his true energy.

But just how long has passed, the bloody mind power has been completely digested, and the magic power has transformed and reached a higher level.

"As expected of a demon, the speed of cultivation is astonishingly fast. If you leave it alone, it will bring you a hundred times the experience card. It's no wonder that once a practitioner becomes a demon, there is no turning back. The speed of cultivation is so fast that it can be seen with the naked eye. Who can give it up?"

Therefore, Liao Wenjie felt panicked. Although the evaluation column was clearly written, he still confirmed it several times, hoping to save himself.

"That's outrageous. I see you are a serious person, but I didn't expect you to not care about practicing magic..."

He frowned and thought hard, is there a possibility that the 'Blood Sea Demon Luo Manuscript' was indeed practiced wrongly, but after being processed by Tiancan, the mistakes were made more mistakes, so the negatives were miraculously corrected.

"How about... try it?"

Considering that he was still young, Liao Wenjie did not dare to try it after all. He packed up all the equipment that Jingyuan had on the balcony and carried it to the homes of the residents on the fifth floor, namely the four nightclub dancers' homes, in two batches.

He took out his mobile phone and called Jingyuan, but the other party actually learned to turn off the phone.

It’s simply unbelievable. I couldn’t even hang up the phone some time ago. This shows that when pressed, people’s potential is endless.

After putting away the cassock and the money sword, Liao Wenjie left a note. Their guests were still lying on the first floor. Since it was not a serious business, he would not help and asked several people to wake up and send them to the hospital for rest.

"No wonder I came back so early. It turned out that they were tricked. With the looks of the four of them, I don't know how much it will cost... Well, I'll ask Leon if I have a chance."

After loading Jingyuan's equipment into the car twice, Liao Wenjie looked at the time. It was already three o'clock in the morning, and it would be daybreak if he stayed up for a while.

After thinking about it, he didn't receive a call from Cheng Wenjing, so he didn't go to Tang Zhudi's house. He went straight to Building 904, Building 6, Jiading Jiading Garden, and piled Jingyuan's equipment in the living room.

Ten days later, the second journey of refining the mind began. It came too suddenly and the time was tight. All I wanted to do was grind out the troubles before the battle.

Thinking of this, Liao Wenjie fell asleep and started practicing in his dream.

Really practice hard.

The next day, Liao Wenjie took the picture before the alarm went off, and then slept for another five hours. When he couldn't sleep anymore, he got up and washed up.

He ate lunch in a hurry, went to the bank first, and then went straight to the elite center.

Ghost King Da still has a lot of secret books in his hand. He wants to gather some more wool and learn more and practice more to cope with this journey of refining the mind.

Because Liao Wenjie had not mastered the powerful Vajra Kick, Ghost King Da refused to hand over other secrets, so he talked about the principle of practicing the basics rather than overdoing it.

He was kind-hearted, but Liao Wenjie really didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, so he paid 10,000 yuan on the spot.

Gui Wangda flatly refused. Although he cheated and cheated, was lazy and idle, and was too poor to engage in whoring and gambling, so he could only support Liu Xuande to support himself, but he knew that he still had a bottom line.

No matter how much money he adds, he will never destroy Liao Wenjie’s good talent!

Apparently, Ghost King Da overestimated himself. After adding 100,000 yuan and a nightclub gold card, he cried bitterly and took out a secret book - Tietou Kung.

I sold my conscience for 100,000 yuan, so I should cry for a while.

Liao Wenjie was not satisfied with the secret book. After taking it into his arms, he added another fifty thousand.

Ghost King Da cried even more sadly, and once again found a secret book - Iron Finger Kung Fu.

After another fifty thousand yuan, Ghost Wangda cried until he lost his voice. Liao Wenjie also fell into silence. He looked at the 'Iron Elbow Kung Fu' in his hand and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Iron Sand Palm, Iron Tou Kung, Iron Finger Kung Fu, Iron Elbow Kung Fu...the ancient Chinese boxing skills are actually the blacksmith shop, right?"

"You can't say that. Didn't I give you a powerful Vajra Leg before? There is no 'iron' in it!"

(beneficial)

You are such a talented girl!

Liao Wenjie was so angry that his face changed shape, and he smashed out the last 100,000 yuan in one go. He mentioned three martial arts books, namely... Iron Arm Kung Fu, Iron Crotch Kung Fu, and Iron Knee Kung Fu.

Really iron!

It is true that successful training in these martial arts can improve the iron cloth shirt's resistance to blows. For example, before even getting started with the powerful Vajra Kick, Liao Wenjie already felt that the defensive power of the legs, especially the calves, ankles, insteps, etc., was much stronger than that of the shoulders, back, arms, etc.

However, he was pressed for time and had no time to practice!

When it was time to spend money again, Ghost King Da changed his previous attitude and refused to sell the secret book at all costs, and went to Liu Xuande with his arms crossed.

There are no secrets, but I have a life, so take it if you want.

Liao Wenjie stepped over the 'corpse' and opened the signboard of ancient Chinese boxing. There was really no secret book at all, so he left angrily with six secret books in his pocket.

After he left, Gui Wangda slowly sat up, looked at his back and murmured to himself: "Ajie, these eight martial arts are integrated into one, and they are taught to you one by one. It is because the practice is too difficult. In the future, you will If you understand it thoroughly, you will understand my good intentions."

After returning home, Liao Wenjie began to spend money to upgrade. There were three martial arts: Flying on Grass, Eagle Claw Kung Fu, and Floating on Water. Each one cost 200 points, and he spent a total of 600 points, all of which were upgraded from entry-level to entry-level.

Iron Sand Palm has not been upgraded. This kung fu was learned from Ghost King Da, and its power is far inferior to the martial arts rewarded by the system. The upgrade of the same value is slightly disadvantageous.

As a man who is diligent and thrifty and never spends money carelessly, he will not spend money carelessly like this.

While trying out his skills in the training room, Liao Wenjie noticed a few awkwardnesses. His martial arts had been upgraded all at once, and his body couldn't keep up. It would take some time to get used to it.

Due to lack of time, he could only upgrade his bone-shrinking skills to the level of entering the house, eliminating the need for a running-in period.

Another 200 points hit, and he had just over 2,200 remaining financial resources. The red line inventory in the warehouse was astonishing, and there was no possibility of the mountain of copper coins being exhausted, so he kept more than 2,000 points as backup.

If there is a crisis, two thousand points are enough to upgrade a house-breaking martial arts to its peak, which can be regarded as a trump card for adapting to circumstances.

In this way, there was no rush for martial arts training. He practiced his hands every day to get familiar with them, and spent the rest of his time practicing his telekinesis.

Mind power is the foundation!

He practiced for seven consecutive days without incident, except for one night when he went to Mengluo Bar and slept until dawn.

He was practicing in a dream. It was not sleep wherever he slept. He was not in love with the bed anyway.

Moreover, doing some exercises that are good for physical and mental health before going to bed can also improve the quality of sleep, so why not do it.

To put it ten thousand steps back, the way of cultivation is to relax, relax your muscles and bones, and add a BUFF to relieve tension and fatigue.

On the night of the seventh day, Liao Wenjie sat cross-legged. The red lines in front of him turned into two red men holding money swords. He was doing two things at once, directing the two men to fight.

Suddenly, a red tiger rushed out of the bedroom and swallowed the two of them.

It's not Liao Wenjie's boast. If given some time, he could still come up with other tricks.

"Dudu! Dududu——"

The cell phone rang, and Liao Wenjie raised his hand to answer it. It was Cheng Wenjing, asking where he had gone when he had been missing for the past few days.

"You may not believe it, but I stayed at home for seven days. Except for eating, I never went out, and I didn't even shave."

"???"

Cheng Wenjing didn't understand and went straight to the point, asking Liao Wenjie to come to the villa quickly and coax Judy Tang to have a good sleep.

In the past few days, Judy Tang received a call from the police station and learned that Wang Wanwan's case had been solved. She had been organizing the funeral and had just finished it today.

During this period, Tang Zhudi looked melancholy, could not eat well, and could not sleep.

Cheng Wenjing felt really distressed after seeing this, but Judy Tang did not allow her to contact Liao Wenjie, so the phone call was delayed until the end of the funeral.

Liao Wenjie glanced at the clock, got up, packed his things, and drove towards the villa in the mid-level area.

Judy Tang has sleep dependence, which is not a good thing. He will have a hard time in the future. Just think about it and you will know that when Judy Tang comes out of the shadow of widowhood and sleeps with girls in the world again, he will definitely be there to help her sleep. This is very embarrassing.

villa.

Liao Wenjie pushed open the bedroom door and saw Judy Tang, who was taking a nap next to the bed. She was dressed in black and looked haggard. When she heard the door closing, she opened her eyes in panic.

Mental state is very poor.

"Ajie...Did Wen Jing call you?"

"Yes, Sister Wenjing told me everything."

Liao Wenjie stepped forward and hugged him, saying: "Next time... I mean, next time something sad happens, remember to let me know, brother, I can lend you my shoulder at any time."

"Thank you, please."

Tang Judy leaned on Liao Wenjie's chest and fell asleep directly before the latter could use Spring Breeze and Rain to Sleep.

Liao Wenjie sighed and gently hugged her and lay on the bed. Because his hands and feet were tied too tightly, he could not get out, so he could only start practicing in his dream in this room.

It's nice not to be obsessed with bed.

The next day, Liao Wenjie withdrew his hand calmly and asked for a separate bedroom from the housekeeper Zejuan, explaining that no one was allowed to come in or disturb him at other times except for three meals a day.

The housekeeper nodded, saying nothing or asking anything. She knew this game and would ensure that she completed the task well and let Tang Zhudi and Liao Wenjie have more fun.

In this way, he practiced his mind power in a separate bedroom during the day, and practiced in his dream surrounded by octopuses at night.

On the night of the tenth day, Liao Wenjie pushed Tang Zhudi away, returned to the independent bedroom, locked the door, and sat cross-legged on the carpet.

At around two o'clock in the morning, the black cyclone arrived as expected, turning into a whirlpool and wrapping him...