God rewards hard work in comprehensive martial arts

Chapter 2 Chapter 0002: Skill Breakthrough

"Brother Zhang Wei, I heard that you have suffered from cold poison again. Are you okay?"

Not long after Zhang Wei finished his test of God’s Reward for Qin, a delicate little girl about thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing thick clothes, hurriedly broke in and asked him concernedly.

"Haha, what can happen to your brother and me? My sister is about to grow up. She can't be so frivolous in the future."

Zhang Wei pretended to be innocent and smiled, patted Yang Buhui's head and said.

"Huh, I don't know the good people's hearts. People are like this because they care about you." Yang Buhui wrinkled his little nose, very dissatisfied.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. You came here in such a hurry, you must not have eaten yet. Come on, I will take you to eat something delicious."

After pinching Yang Buhui's bulging cheeks, Zhang Wei waved his hand and headed towards the food.

Even though he knew that he was about to die soon, his mentality did not seem to be as unbearable as he imagined. Perhaps this was his open-mindedness after dying once!

Yang Buhui came to Guangmingding two and a half years ago, and Zhang Wei also met her at that time. As for whether Zhang Wuji sent her here, he didn't know.

Because Zhang Wuji did not go up to the Bright Summit, Zhang Wei had never seen Zhang Wuji.

He never asked Yang Buhui, and Yang Buhui didn't tell Zhang Wei.

He only remembered that after Yang Buhui found out that he was suffering from the cold poison, the way he looked at him became more and more kind.

"I can ask Sister Buhui to search her boudoir to see if there is any mechanism passage." Zhang Wei thought this way.

When I dragged Yang Buhui to the dining hall, it was almost overcrowded. However, when the disciples saw Zhang Wei and the other two, they all consciously gave way to their seats, thus avoiding the queue.

"Master Zhang and Miss Yang are here. What do you want to eat this time?" The uncle who was cooking was familiar with the two of them and asked kindly.

“Let’s have Shiquan Dabu Soup, a big bowl, and Tianshan Snow Lotus Seed Stewed Chicken, also a big bowl.”

People who practice martial arts consume a lot of money. In order to prevent the body from being depleted, a tonic soup made from rare beasts and precious medicinal materials is made spontaneously.

These large tonic soups are very effective in replenishing physical strength and qi and blood, and can also slightly increase internal strength. It can be said that they play a great supporting role in cultivation.

However, these things are not affordable for ordinary people. The average disciple only has enough monthly money for half a year to eat a bowl, so you know how precious this thing is.

Zhang Wei didn't feel much at all. With the money given to him by the Green Winged Bat King plus his own monthly money, he could eat it every day without any problem.

After the rice cook took the money, he was unequivocal and soon brought out two large porcelain jars filled with medicinal herbs and meat from the back kitchen.

A medicinal fragrance hits my face, and just by smelling it, I feel a slight throbbing in my body.

"Sister Buhui, this stewed chicken with Tianshan snow lotus seeds is a rare delicacy. Don't waste it."

The two of them found a seat and sat down. Zhang Wei said something to Yang Buhui and started to feast on the Shiquan Dabu Tang in front of him.

"How could I finish such a big bowl?" Yang Buhui looked at the large porcelain jar in front of him, a little dumbfounded.

"Sister Bu Regret, you are too thin. You must eat more and gain more fat, otherwise you will be blown away by the wind."

"Humph, you were just blown away by the wind." Yang Buhui looked at the stewed chicken with Tianshan Snow Lotus Seeds in front of him gloomily.

After drinking the Dabu Decoction, Zhang Wei felt steaming all over his body, and his muscles and bones seemed to be being gently massaged, making him feel indescribably comfortable.

Seeing that Yang Buhui had only finished half of his meal, he ordered another large bowl of Shiquan Dabu Soup.

He wished he could eat ten bowls of this kind of good stuff that was useful for cultivation a day. He knew that if his strength increased by one point, his survival probability would increase by one point.

But it's a pity that his stomach can only drink two bowls at most!

"Sister Buxi, are you full? I'm going back to continue practicing."

One hour after taking Dabu Decoction is the best time to practice. With the support of the medicine, the speed of practice will increase slightly.

Yang Buhui touched his round belly, rolled his eyes, and didn't want to speak.

After Zhang Wei returned to the room, he began to practice crazily.

Just like this day after day, five days passed quickly.

After five days of careful searching, Yang Buhui finally determined that there was no secret passage in her room.

Even though Zhang Wei had been prepared for this discovery, he was still very disappointed.

During these days, he also asked Mingjiao disciples to help him search for a protruding cliff near the Kunlun Mountains of Zhuwu Lianzhuang to see if they could find the valley where Zhang Wuji was.

He also told the general appearance of the fat monk who raised ice silkworms, and asked people to go to various temples to search for them. The thousand-year-old ice silkworms were insects that could increase their power very quickly.

He even thought about going to Shaolin Temple and Wudang Mountain to find the sweeping monk and Zhang Sanfeng and ask them to help him resolve the cold poison.

But given his identity and being unrelated to them, the probability of success is not very high, but in the end if there is really no other way, he will still give it a try.

After eating two bowls of big tonic soup, Zhang Wei returned to the yard again and practiced the Ice Palm as usual.

As Zhang Wei's figure rises and falls, his palm shadows are continuous, and the ice is biting. This is a set of palm techniques that match the martial arts.

Over and over again, the body became colder and colder, and the internal force of ice traveled throughout the body faster and faster.

The next moment, the cold air inside his body began to boil violently and burst out. Even if he was a foot away from Zhang Wei, he could still feel the biting cold air emanating from his body.

"Phew, the technique of Ice Spreading Palm has finally broken through to the realm of Dacheng." He exhaled a breath of cold air with ice mist, and felt that the internal energy in his body was more abundant and pure than before. Zhang Wei finally felt a little happier.

He is now a younger generation in the world, and can be considered a little master. Even if he ventures into the world, he has the ability to protect himself.

He looked at his panel.

[Peerless Kung Fu: Ice Spreading Palm, Great Success 1%]

[Unparalleled Qinggong: Flying Cat Light Smoke Kung Fu, 14.3% success]

[Status: There are 55 days left for the cold poison outbreak, and the survival probability is 3%]

After five days of hard training, his skills finally broke through to the Dacheng level. His internal strength was more than doubled than before, and his strength was greatly increased.

With his current internal strength, it would be no problem to knock a calf away with one punch.

Moreover, his internal power also has the attribute of ice. When the cow flies in the air, the blood in his body has been frozen to death.

Of course, if his internal power is resisted by someone else's internal power, that's another matter.

Moreover, after he mastered his technique, the probability of surviving a cold poison outbreak has also increased to 3%, which makes him look less scary than before.

But the 3% probability is still slim.

"Brother Zhang Wei, something is wrong with you, something is very wrong with you."

At this moment, Yang Buhui, who had just come in, circled around Zhang Wei a few times, staring at him with a thoughtful expression.

After just one night of absence, she felt that brother Zhang Wei had become a little different, but she couldn't tell what was different.

"You see, I have become more handsome." Zhang Wei put his hand on the little head that was spinning around and said with a smile while enjoying the pain.

"Smei, I just feel that Brother Zhang Wei has become colder. Is the cold poison acting up again?" Yang Buhui asked worriedly.

Although it is true that Zhang Wei's cold poison erupts once every two months, there are occasional small outbreaks every month.

Although these small outbreaks are not as serious as the big ones, they are still very torturous.

"I don't know what's going on with brother Zhang Wei these days. He looks very worried. He doesn't play with me all day except practicing. He seems to be very anxious."

Knowing that he was going to die in two months, who wouldn't be anxious? Although Zhang Wei hid it well, Yang Buhui still discovered him.

"How can it be so fast? It's only been a few days since the onset of cold poison. My brother's technique has broken through the bottleneck." Zhang Wei said angrily.

"Ah, brother Zhang Wei, you have made a breakthrough in your martial arts. It's great."

"Don't be too happy. There is still a long way to go before we can resolve the cold poison."

"I don't care, I'm just happy. Come on, I'll treat you to a big dinner to celebrate."

……

"Let me come and worship the mountain." A domineering voice echoed in Guangmingding, deafening.

"Such a deep inner force that can make such a loud voice spread throughout the entire Bright Summit. This inner force is so terrifying. This is the former director of the Demon Cult. Can I do it? I'm so strong."

"But why did he come to Mingjiao?" Zhang Wei was puzzled.

"Let's go, sister Buhui, let's go take a look secretly." Guangmingding is the headquarters of their Ming Cult, so he is not afraid of any danger.

And this kind of scene is not common. Maybe watching the masters fight, you can have an epiphany or something, and you can make a big breakthrough in your skills, and you no longer have to be afraid of the cold poison.

The two came behind a large stone pillar in Guangmingding Square and stuck their heads out to look outside.

He saw the domineering and arrogant Ren Wo walking in front, with the Demon Cult Zuo Envoy Xiang Wentian behind him, a beautiful woman of seventeen or eighteen years old, and a decadent and dissolute young man holding a sword.

Zhang Wei guessed that the two people should be Ren Yingying and Linghu Chong.

Yang Xiao, the left envoy of Guangming who was stationed at Guangmingding, and Wei Yixiao, the Green-winged Bat King, took Zhou Dian, Shi Bu and other five scattered people.

There were also the flag bearers of the Ruijin Flag, Zhuang Zheng, the flag bearer of the Giant Wood Flag, Wen Cangsong, and the five elements flag bearers, who walked up to Ren Woxing and confronted him.

"Ren Woxing, you are provoking my Mingjiao for no reason. If you don't give me an explanation, you don't have to leave today." Yang Xiao didn't give Ren Woxing any face and shouted directly.

Zhang Wei glanced at Yang Xiao, and he was indeed a charming middle-aged handsome man. No wonder Ji Xiaofu didn't regret being raped by him.

It may have something to do with this good skin, but Zhang Wei has no good impression of such a person.

"The Sun Moon God Sect and the Ming Sect have the same roots, so why should Yang Zuoshi be so aggressive? As far as I know, the leader of your Ming Sect has been missing for many years, and the position of leader has always been vacant. None of you can subdue the other, so why not let me be the leader? ." Ren Woxing is very domineering.

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