"Dingdong, Dingdong..."

The crisp doorbell sound awakened Yang Ge from a deep level of meditation. He opened his eyes and found that there were already lights outside the window and the moonlight was swaying.

All afternoon passed.

He felt that only a few dozen minutes had passed...

"No wonder there is no time to practice."

Yang Ge sighed in his heart, got up and walked over to open the door.

"Hello, Mr. Yang, room service."

The hotel staff were standing outside the door, pushing the dining cart.

Yang Ge smiled and turned to the side and made way open the door: "Thank you, please come in."

When he saw the dining cart, he felt a little hungry.

"thank you."

The hotel staff will deliver the dinner to the suite, which is neatly arranged with a ritual sense.

Yang Ge glanced and found that the dinner was very rich. The main dish was a steaming black pepper tomahawk steak, the soup was cheese, onion, seafood soup, a dessert, a fruit and vegetable salad, and a bottle of red wine served.

But there is only one person.

Yang Ge asked in surprise: "My companion, haven't you booked dinner?"

The hotel staff smiled politely and replied: "The guest room department has confirmed in advance that neither Mr. Ding nor Mr. Wang need dinner."

Yang Ge nodded and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I am a martial arts practitioner. I was in a bad mood when I was practicing in the room today, which affected the green plants in the room. Can you please change it for me in the hotel? I will bear the cost."

When the hotel staff heard his words, they noticed that all the green plants in the room had withered, and the smile on their faces immediately became a little stiff: "Okay, I will tell your housekeeper for you that if you change the green plants in the room, you don't need to pay for the fee. The regular replacement of the green plants in the room itself is within the service scope of our hotel... However, Mr. Yang, our hotel has a free practice room specially set up for noble practitioners like you. If you need to practice, it is recommended that you go to the practice room, which is more private and safer!"

Yang Ge smiled awkwardly: "I will pay attention next time, and this will not happen again."

The hotel staff bowed slightly to him: "Then I won't disturb you from eating, please use it slowly."

Yang Ge sent the hotel staff out of the room, returned to the dining table, looked at the dinner on the table, turned around and found his cell phone, and called Wang Wei.

The phone is on.

Yang Ge: "Hey, third brother."

There was a sound of chewing from the other end of the phone, as if Wang Wei was also eating: "Hmm? Yangzi..."

Yang Ge: "Are you having dinner with Meng Ge? Is the mission today going well?"

Wang Wei: "I found out a little bit of my eyebrows, but I didn't dare to come out during the day. Brother Meng and I were about to finish our meal and go over and take a look..."

Yang Ge: "Is it tricky? I'll do it too!"

Wang Wei smiled and said, "There should be no big problem. Brother Meng won't talk about it? Your next task is to practice the three Yang spirit as soon as possible. Brother Meng and I are staring at each other on the mission. If there is a place where your Yin-Yang Eye is needed, we are notifying you..."

Three Yang Power?

I'm afraid I can't practice it anymore, right?

Yang Ge scratched his head, not knowing how to tell Wang Wei about this, so he could only say: "I'll leave me alone in the hotel in the next three days?"

Wang Wei corrected: "It's two days, you've wasted a day today!"

After a pause, he suddenly lowered his voice and said, "You'd better hold on tight, maybe something big might be going to happen..."

"Ahem."

The pretentious cough interrupted Wang Wei's words, and Wang Wei immediately changed his mind: "Anyway, you can hold on to yourself, there may not be such a good time to practice the exercises later. Well, that's it. You can practice the exercises yourself with peace of mind. If you have something to do, call me and Meng Ge."

Yang Ge still had to speak, but Wang Wei had already hung up the phone.

He glanced at his phone with a little uneasy feeling and muttered softly: "Save half of it and leave half of it...a problem!"

He walked to the dining table with his cell phone, picked up the opened red wine, drank the bottle of "ton ton" of beef, and then directly pinched the rib strips of the steak with his hands to feed it to his mouth. While gnawing, he dialed out a phone call again.

When the phone was connected, Zhang Jing's magnetic voice with a very electronic sound came out: "Hey, brother."

"Hey, Jing, how are you recovering today?"

Zhang Jing: "It's pretty good. I've done a few more tests, but there's no problem. The doctor told me that I can be discharged from the hospital after a few more days of recuperation."

Yang Ge: "Well, then you should cultivate well, I'll come to see you tomorrow."

Zhang Jing: "You are so polite to me. If you have something to do, just be busy with yours. Don't worry about me. The police station has already arrived today. My medical expenses, nutrition expenses, loss of work and mental loss expenses are all paid by that kid. I will just take a vacation to take care of myself... Besides, Jingjing is here to accompany me, why are you here to do? Be a light bulb?"

Yang Ge: "Damn, if you have something that is not human, Dad loves you in vain!"

Zhang Jing: "Gongguangguang, the dog can't spit out ivory. That's it, Jingjing is feeding me!"

"Pu"

Yang Ge threw down his cell phone and imagined Zhang Jing and Yu Jingjing's love for each other in his mind. He immediately felt that the battle axe steak in his hand was no longer fragrant!

Killing someone to kill your heart!

Killing someone to kill your heart!

Dogs, show their love and show their love more and more skilled!

"Wait, I will definitely find someone who is ten times more beautiful than Jingjing..."

He wanted to brag, but as soon as he said that, he thought of Yu Jingjing's appearance, and immediately felt that he could not live this life!

He was so arrogant that he ate a bite of steak, blew a sip of red wine, and rinsed his mouth from time to time with cheese, onion, and seafood soup.

"ah……"

After drinking a piece of steak as big as half a face, Yang Ge finally felt full.

He threw the red wine into the soft sofa, drinking while wondering what to do next.

"Three Yang Jin" has three levels, corresponding to the third level of the warrior realm.

He has already practiced the first level of "San Yin Jin" corresponding to the first level of "San Yang Jin".

The process went smoother than he thought, and it was almost successful with just a little attempt!

At present, all the internal strength in his body has been transformed into the three Yin strength.

After the Sanyin Jin completely digested the Yin Qi of the ghosts that he devoured in the villa of the unfinished building that night, the total amount at least doubled!

He felt that just the ghosts that were swallowed in the villa of the unfinished building that day, as long as he had another wave, he would almost be able to rush into the second level of the meridians of "Sanyin Realm" and be promoted to a second-level warrior.

In the warrior realm, majoring in the cultivation and accumulation of internal strength.

Therefore, although there are three levels of warrior realm, there is no leap-like progress that can immediately be achieved once you break through.

There was a pioneer in martial arts who summarized the landmark changes in the third level of the Samurai Realm.

Level 3 warriors, blood and qi are condensed, and qi flows through the sky!

Level 2 warriors, internal energy swallows and spits, and the partition wall hurts the ears!

A first-level warrior takes root on the ground, but falls down but does not lie down!

...

"I'm taking drugs, but I'm taking ghosts. Isn't it a bit too heavy?"

After Yang Ge clarified his next direction of practice, he felt that his life was getting weirder and weirder.

Of course, he just wanted to complain a few times.

He himself does not resist this path of spiritual cultivation that strengthens his own way of hunting ghosts.

After all, even this kind of opportunity...

He fought for it with all his life!

Well, no matter which heritage inheritance ceremony, how many floors will it have.

His courage to shoot himself in the head was true!

Yang Ge pondered for a moment, took out his cell phone, and dialed out.

The phone was connected, and Ding Meng's iconic subwoofer-like bass sounded from the receiver: "Yangzi, what's the matter?"

Yang Ge: "Brother Meng, do you have a reliable way to buy cold weapons? I want to buy a weapon and take advantage of the gap in practicing these days to practice your skills first."

Ding Meng asked without a single nonsense, "What weapons do you want to practice?"

Yang Ge said without hesitation: "Growing weapons, the longer the better!"

Ding Meng:...

They all came from low-level warriors. The things that Yang Ge played were all the remaining ones that Ding Meng and the others played. How could he not know what Yang Ge was thinking?

Ding Meng rarely used a serious tone: "I'm so afraid of death, don't practice martial arts. It's still vanity. I want me to say, you might as well be a mascot with your yin and yang eyes..."

Yang Ge smiled awkwardly: "Hey, why not be more cautious if you can be more cautious? Be careful to sail the ten thousand-year-old ship!"

Ding Meng was speechless and said a few seconds later: "You don't need to buy weapons. The bureau already has the benefits of joining the company to provide you with your own weapons. I'll call the bureau and ask them to send a logistics support to you."

Yang Ge: "Please trouble me..."
To be continued...