Looking away, Tang San noticed another detail. Although he was severely injured, he saw new changes in the system of the whole body. The muscles, bones, skin, blood vessels, bone marrow and internal organs, those strange and mysterious structures have appeared. The trend of mutual integration is even faintly connected in some places, especially those near the wounds. The two structures are fused with each other, and these dark wounds are gradually being repaired and defects.

Seeing this, Tang San rejoiced in his heart: "Sure enough, the realm of internal power is absolutely invincible, the realm of congenital fetal breath and the immortality of the vajra are broken through in the same way, but it seems that this time even the achievements of the external power field have to be merged together. It is a big project. When all the tissues of the body grow those strange structures, it is probably time for me to step into the realm of innate fetal breath, but it seems that it will take a lot of time, I can't wait, I don't know what the endless relic absorb Can mysterious energy accelerate this change?"

At the Northwest Martial Arts Conference, Tang San collected a lot of mysterious energy. Although he had used up some of the energy for blood washing, there was still a lot left. Now he wanted to use these mysterious energy to speed up his cultivation in the realm of innate fetal breath.

Moreover, he did this for another purpose, that is, to recover his own damage as quickly as possible. Tonight may not be calm, there will always be greedy people who will attack him, and Tang San is well aware of the consequences of revealing the magic weapon.

He must have the strength to overwhelm everything, otherwise he will be robbed of the magic weapon. Although he has the sturdy achievements of the Northwest King, he cannot stop the greed of the people.

As soon as his consciousness moved, cool energy poured out from the endless relics, and quickly merged into every inch of Tang San's body. A gentle force swept across his body, the wounds healed quickly, and the mysterious structure seemed to be supported by catalysts and strengths, rapidly expanding, leaping across It begins to spread throughout the body against the natural boundaries of the body's tissues.

But in the blink of an eye, Tang San fully recovered to his peak state. The mysterious structure of his internal organs had completely merged with his blood and bone marrow. He was only one step away from combining the internal and external elements to complete the congenital fetal breath, but Tang San couldn't achieve this last step. .

At this moment, there was not a drop of mysterious energy in the relic of the uninterrupted, and it was all consumed in this time of self-repair. Now Tang San has stepped into a half-step innate, and only needs to take another half-step to become the third in this world. Brilliant genius.

When his consciousness returned to the real world, Tang San felt unprecedentedly powerful, more powerful than his own punch and nine powers.

"Finally, this step has come, and there is one more point, as long as the whole body tissue is unified inside and outside, you can truly step into the innate fetal breath, and you will be able to compete with Shenhua and Biyue for the status of the disciple of the Northwest King. I can't stand me. If I can worship the King of the Northwest, and no one dares to touch me, I can practice with peace of mind, and I can also get the mystery of the martial arts from the King of the Northwest. After the sight of the Northwest King, the magic weapon appeared, and I can't do it without knowing it."

Misfortune and fortune depend on each other, who can say that misfortune is not an opportunity, Tang San has already figured out how to walk the road in the future.

At this time, it was only half an hour before Tang Sangen changed his room. Everything was calm, and it seemed that nothing would happen, but Tang San knew that everything was an illusion, and in the mirror of his heart, countless malicious eyes were constantly swept here. , I don't know how many people are staring at him.

With a cold smile, Tang San turned over and left the bed. The mirror of his heart reflected the surroundings, and he quietly entered the room opposite him. There was no one there. He quickly turned the window and came out. Top of the hotel.

Tang San wanted to get out of everyone's sight, temporarily disappear, and reappear on the day of the match, so as not to deal with the endless dangers of plotting.

Climbing to the top of the hotel, Tang San found the inspection passage and easily entered the corridor of the hotel on the highest floor. He manipulated his face, directly changing his physical appearance, turning into an ordinary-looking big man, knocking out a random one he encountered. The guest, put on each other's clothes, and no one could recognize him.

In just a few minutes, Tang San had already left the Royal Hotel and came to a small hotel next to it, which was facing the gate of the Royal Hotel. It was clear what was going on.

Tang San was sitting by the window, checking the Royal Hotel across the street. Within an hour, three dark cars came to the entrance of the hotel, and inside sat poking guys. It looks like a spy spy kind of character.

With the appearance of these people, like an introduction, people with peculiar shapes have also gathered from all around, some are buying noodles, some are playing, and even some people are begging, and some people live directly around In a short time, the gate of the Royal Hotel became lively.

Tang San didn't care about the strange situation around him, he knew that there were many people who were interested in magic weapons and were looking for information.

The rule of the Northwest King is not to allow the older generation to **** the opportunity of the younger generation, but it does not mean that others are not allowed to do it. He is not a nanny. , Only the masters who survived the siege and interception are the real powerhouses. ,

Therefore, Tang San will face various crises before the martial arts conference begins. He will not trust anyone. Until the end of the martial arts tournament~lightnovelpub.net~ before winning the world's No. 1 young master, he will only become a disciple of the Northwest King , he can really worry about it.

Early the next morning, Tang San quietly left the small hotel. He knew that he wouldn't be here for long, the news of his departure should have been discovered, and soon someone would start tracking his whereabouts.

Lei Kai near the Royal Hotel, Tang San began to wander on the main street of the capital, watching all directions, listening to all directions, mirroring his heart in a radius of 100 meters, ready to deal with various crises at any time.

After breakfast, he found a restaurant at random. He began to wait leisurely, and at the same time listened to the latest news.

In the early morning, the teahouse was already full of various tea customers. Some of them were fighting birds, some were playing cards, some were singing songs, some were listening to books, and there was a peaceful atmosphere.

In the early morning, the tea shop was full of seats. Tang San sat alone, not attracting attention at all. At this time, a storyteller came to the tea shop, attracting the attention of the tea customers.

"Yo, it's good morning, Mr. Tan."

"Mr. Tan is going to say something interesting today."

Tang San heard the sound and looked at Mr. Tan, but it was an old man with a white face and a black beard, with a large black mole on his face.

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