Was there an even higher existence above Zhi Zun Shen Xuan?!
Based on the theory of internal energy cultivation, the answer to this question was certain. There must be a higher existence! However, this was a different world. Although internal energy cultivation and Xuan Qi cultivation seemed to be the same, the results might not be the same. Hence, one could not come to a conclusion too early. Perhaps this world was different, and it was possible that Zhi Zun Shen Xuan had reached the peak!
Of course, with Jun Xie's current level of understanding towards Xuan Qi, he could not come to a conclusion.
Furthermore, after Jun Xie had gone through the Meridian Cleansing and Marrow Cleansing, his meridians had all been unblocked. He had already reached the level of a Xiantian expert, and in terms of meridians, even Zhi Zun Shen Xuan might not be able to match up to him! However, his actual strength was still far from that level. After all, he had only been in this world for a short month. To be able to go from a useless body to his current strength was already an incredible speed!
This was also the wonder of the Art of Unlocking Heaven's Fortune. If it was any other cultivation technique, it would be difficult to even get started in a month. However, the Exquisite Hongjun Pagoda combined with the Art of Unlocking Heaven's Fortune could open up all the meridians in one go. This was equivalent to opening up countless bottomless treasure troves for Jun Xie, waiting for Jun Xie to fill them up one by one.
With Jun Xie's current strength, if it was a real life or death battle, a normal Silver level Xuan Qi would not be able to do anything to him. If it was an assassination, it would naturally be a different story. After all, this was Jun Xie's profession.
However, the unblocked meridians had given Jun Xie a very strange ability. If he were to deliberately imitate it, as long as he was given the corresponding Xuan Qi cultivation technique, he could imitate the extreme form of this cultivation technique at any time. Of course, it was only the form and would not have the corresponding power.
Thinking of this, Jun Xie could not help but smile. It seemed like there was another way to act tough …
The next day, Jun Xie once again appeared on the training ground, brimming with health and vigor, causing everyone to be shocked! Even the strong bodies of these guards couldn't take yesterday's training. Even now, many parts of their bodies were still aching. But this young master had actually arrived at the sports field earlier than them!
After yesterday's training, almost everyone had a new impression of their Third Young Master. They even admired him. But almost everyone was certain that the Third Young Master might not be able to come tomorrow. Not to mention whether he had the heart to come or not, his small body would definitely not be able to handle it!
But today, when they saw Jun Xie's upright posture and his eyes that were as sharp as a sword, everyone felt an illusion within their hearts: Is this still the same debauchee Young Master who spent his days eating and waiting to die? How did he get up?!
Jun Wuyi arrived at the sports field early in the morning. He sat in his wheelchair and looked over. Jun Xie's appearance was within his expectations, but it could also be said to be outside of his expectations. He was very clear about Jun Xie's condition after yesterday's training. It was indeed very serious. With Jun Xie's original physical fitness, he might not be able to handle it. Therefore, even if Jun Xie did not appear today, it was understandable. He originally thought that even if Jun Xie appeared, he would be very tired, or even very embarrassed. Even if he was in good health, he might not be able to complete the training yesterday easily. But he really did not expect that today, it seemed that Jun Xie's condition was much stronger than this group of burly men in front of him!
Could it be that the training yesterday was not as heavy as he thought?!
After another day of high-intensity training, the guards were even more surprised to find that Jun Xie's speed today had actually increased by quite a bit compared to yesterday. Moreover, although his footsteps were still somewhat unsteady, they were no longer swaying. At the very least, he was much more presentable compared to yesterday.
That was not the end of the surprise. In the next few days of training, Jun Xie had completely caught up with the guards' progress. In fact, he was even better than them! Such a fact made the group of guards' eyes red. Such a rapid improvement in strength was something they had never seen before. Not to mention seeing, they had never even heard of it! But young master's example was right in front of them. The so-called myth had become a living reality! Young master has such a delicate body, and he can do it. We have rough skin and thick muscles, so why can't we do it?
This question once again set off a craze for training! Everyone's thirst for strength caused the training to reach a white-hot level! Almost everyone's eyes were red and their teeth were clenched, training with all their might like wild beasts …
What they did not know was that in addition to their training, Jun Xie was also carrying eight heavy sandbags on his body. In addition, every morning, he would have to undergo a special training session before coming back here to train with everyone else! Moreover, Jun Xie had added a few more aspects to his training: climbing, grabbing rocks, leveling, arm stretching, concealment …
Jun Xie had divided the 24 hours of the day carefully, not wasting a single minute.
Grandpa Jun found out about this news on the third day. He secretly came to check on Jun Mo Xie during his training. Grandpa Jun was pleased with his grandson's progress, but he was also worried that his grandson would train too frequently. Haste makes waste, and that would not be good. However, after checking on Jun Mo Xie, he did not even show his face and quietly left. However, the housekeeper, Old Pang, could clearly feel that Grandpa Jun was very happy, very happy!
In fact, when there was no one around, Grandpa Jun would even hum a tune or two in his study room. Then, for the first time in his life, he got drunk. He was a complete mess, but his face was filled with joy. After that, he staggered to the front of his wife's memorial tablet and muttered something. It was unknown what he said, but he actually muttered for the entire night. He came out the next day with a smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with tears …
The day before the Golden Autumn Festival, Tian Xiang City had already begun to become lively. Everyone was dressed in bright clothes, and everywhere was decorated with lanterns and streamers. Wanderers from far away had returned home. How could the annual Reunion Festival not be lively?
At noon, on the top floor of the Drunken Immortal Restaurant.
The bodyguards sat together, occupying two tables. Another table was set up in the middle of them. Only two people sat there: Jun Xie and Tang Yuan.
Tang Yuan sat opposite Jun Xie, sighing and frowning. Fatty Tang had suffered a lot these past few days. Grandpa Tang Wanli had squeezed out half of his grandson's fat body. First, he was grounded; he was not allowed to step out of the house. Then, whenever Grandpa Tang remembered that the Xuan Dan had been stolen, he would immediately call Tang Yuan over and scold Fatty. Then, he would slap him a few times to vent his anger, and then tell him to get lost. This kind of treatment was more frequent than three meals a day. It was as if he would be served whenever he thought of it.
Fatty Tang had already lost a lot of face. He had almost lost his future wife. His father-in-law had already given him a torrent of abuse. His fiancée had washed her face with tears and threatened to kill herself. She had insisted on canceling the engagement. It was no wonder that the girl was so close today. Who knew what he would do if he really lost her in the future …
His father would slap him every time he saw him. Then, he would look for a stick everywhere. His mother wanted to pull him, but she did not dare to. Her brows were furrowed, and every time they met, the first thing they would ask was, "Eldest Brother, when are you going to the Thousand Gold Hall again? Let us go and admire Eldest Brother's elegance …" Then, they would burst into laughter …
The most uncomfortable thing was that Grandpa Tang would scold him several times a day. Moreover, he would kneel on the abacus every time. Why? Nonsense! With Fatty Tang's weight, any other abacus would collapse as soon as he knelt. Did an abacus not cost money? Even an iron abacus had become a little crooked after all this time …
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