Since Zhang San's qualifications are 0, he has been sentenced to death in spiritual energy cultivation.

Moreover, Zhang San has the entry "No One in Ten Thousands", which shows that he still has a way out on other roads.

Therefore, physical cultivation is his only way of cultivation at present, but I don’t know if he is willing and whether he can persist?

Song Zizhen was a little hesitant. Although this was his only choice for cultivation, the road ahead seemed dark with this choice.

Let him decide for himself!Song Zizhen felt that the decision-making power had to be given to Zhang San himself.

Thinking of this, Song Zizhen didn't even think about opening the remaining two treasure boxes, and put away the remaining two boxes with a wave of his hand.

Zhang San is now responsible for the management of the breeding area, so Song Zizhen plans to go directly to the breeding area to find him.

When Song Zizhen arrived at the breeding area, Zhang San and Wang Erniu were grooming the Hongyan cattle.

This cow is treated well!Song Zizhen sighed in his heart.

"cough!"

"I've seen the leader." Suddenly they heard a voice behind them. Zhang San and the others were startled. When they turned around, they found that Song Zizhen was standing behind, looking at them with a smile, and quickly saluted and said hello.

"Yes." Song Zizhen showed an easy-going attitude, which made the two of them feel very friendly.

"Er Niu, keep busy and don't worry about me. Zhang San, just follow me."

Zhang San felt a thump in his heart when he heard this. Does the boss want to drive me away?

Zhang San, who was thinking wildly, was a little at a loss, his mind was in confusion, and he followed Song Zizhen.

Song Zizhen walked in front without looking back, and Zhang San followed behind in fear.

Taking Zhang San to the Sutra Pavilion, Song Zizhen discovered that Mr. Jiang did not show up, he was probably upstairs!

"Zhang San, what do you think of your qualifications?" Song Zizhen closed the door and asked seriously.

"Here, Master, I think my qualifications are dull, but I have been working hard..."

Zhang San thought that Song Zizhen disliked his poor qualifications and wanted to drive him away, so he stuttered and trembled when he spoke.

"Don't panic." Song Zizhen comforted him, perhaps seeing Zhang San's mentality.

"I don't want to drive you away, I just want to ask you some questions. Think carefully and answer carefully. Remember."

"Yes, Master." Hearing that Song Zizhen would not drive him away, Zhang San relaxed a little, but there was still doubt in his eyes. He didn't know what medicine the Master was selling in his gourd.

"Zhang San, to tell you the truth, with your qualifications, you will never be able to cultivate spiritual energy in this life."

When Zhang San heard what Song Zizhen said, his face immediately turned pale and his whole body trembled.

Is this how I want to spend my life?Zhang San's heart was filled with despair.

"Zhang San, although I can't let you cultivate spiritual energy, I have another way for you to practice." Seeing Zhang San who looked ashen, Song Zizhen sighed and said.

When Zhang San heard Song Zizhen's words, his eyes suddenly lit up and he looked at Song Zizhen with hope.

"I have a technique here, which is not to follow the ordinary path of cultivating spiritual energy, but to practice physical cultivation of muscles and bones."

Song Zizhen stared into Zhang San's eyes and said seriously: "It's easy to get started with this technique and there are no qualification requirements, but I'm not sure about the subsequent practice. At most, I can give you a little help in the early stage."

Song Zizhen raised his voice and said: "Since the birth of this technique, few people have been able to practice it to its peak. The future is uncertain. Are you willing to practice it?"

"Master, how likely am I to succeed in cultivation?" Zhang San asked cautiously.

"I guarantee that you can have the strength of the Qi training stage, and there is a [-]% chance that you will have the strength of the pill formation stage. I think there is basically no chance for you to go beyond that."

Although Song Zizhen couldn't bear it, he still told Zhang San truthfully. After all, with the essence of body extraction, his strength during the Qi training period could still be guaranteed.

Silence, still silence.

Zhang San lowered his head. After a moment of silence, he raised his head and asked, "Master, what do you think the strength of the black-robed man who killed me in Yunyao Village is?"

"Probably he has completed his Qi training! The demon is crooked, his strength is improving quickly, but his foundation is poor." Song Zizhen judged based on Zhang San's description that day.

"Then I choose to practice this technique." Zhang San exhaled heavily and said slowly.

Since the opponent has perfected his Qi training, I must at least have the strength to reach Perfect Qi training in order to kill him, Zhang San thought in his mind.

I have no choice but to practice this technique. I am very satisfied to be able to achieve the strength of the Qi training stage. As for the pill forming stage, I simply cannot imagine it.

"Okay!" Song Zizhen took out the "Taiwei Body Training Technique" and handed it to Zhang Sand: "Write down the exercises here, and then leave the original exercises in this pavilion."

"Yes." Zhang San took the technique with trembling hands, his eyes were red, and he felt that there was hope for revenge.

"Although I can't help you later, I can help you now." Seeing Zhang San choose physical training, Song Zizhen felt complicated.

"Put your skills away and take off your shirt."

Upon hearing this, Zhang San immediately put aside the exercises, took off his shirt, and waited for Song Zizhen's instructions.

"You hold your hands out, palms facing up."

When Song Zizhen saw that Zhang San was ready, he spoke out.

Hearing this, Zhang San stretched out his hands and saw Song Zizhen taking out the body tempering essence and attaching it to Zhang San's forearm.

The first layer of "Taiwei Exercise Technique" is to temper the muscles of the limbs, including five sub-layers: left and right shoulder muscles, upper arm muscles, forearm muscles, thigh muscles and calf muscles.

At the moment, Song Zizhen plans to temper Zhang San's forearm muscles first.

Song Zizhen grabbed Zhang San's arm with both hands and circulated his spiritual energy, allowing the body tempering essence to continuously temper Zhang San's forearm muscles.

"Ah!" Zhang San's expression suddenly changed and he cried out in pain.

Depend on!It actually hurts?Song Zizhen was a little surprised and surprised. This was something he didn't expect, but it made sense if he thought about it carefully.

"Be patient for a while." Song Zizhen comforted him, "After this, the rain will pass and the sky will clear up."

The body-tempering essence continued to squirm, then penetrated into Zhang San's skin, and emitted a pale golden light.

Zhang San gritted his teeth and looked pale. The pain of tempering his body didn't seem to be that good.

As time passed, after a stick of incense passed, Zhang San's forearm was filled with pale golden light, but the remaining bit of body tempering essence on his forearm no longer penetrated.

Have you finished training your forearm muscles?When Song Zizhen saw this situation, he probably understood in his heart.

By the way, the upper arm muscles were also tempered. Based on the principle of not wasting it, Song Zizhen attached the remaining body tempering essence to Zhang San's upper arm muscles and continued to circulate the spiritual energy to temper his upper arm muscles.

Zhang San was already numb at this time. After all, it only took a stick of incense to hurt someone.

It only took Song Zizhen less than half a stick of incense to use up the remaining body tempering essence, but the pale golden light did not appear in the muscles of his upper arms.

It seems that the big arm muscles have not been fully tempered, Song Zizhen thought to himself.

Looking at Zhang San who was sweating profusely and panting slightly, Song Zizhen was silent for a while and said, "Congratulations, Zhang San."

"With your now fully tempered forearm muscles, plus the partially tempered upper arm muscles, you are almost as strong as you were in the early stages of Qi training."

Looking at Zhang San, who instantly beamed with joy, Song Zizhen scolded him with a straight face: "Don't be proud, I can only help you so much. From now on, you can only practice alone according to the method in the exercise."

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