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  After a while, Wei Ziming returned to his own courtyard, closed the door of the courtyard and walked into the secret training room set up underground.

  The secret room was set underground, so the light inside the secret room was not sufficient, and it looked dark. After Wei Ziming opened the iron door of the practice secret room, he lit up the oil lamp placed in the secret room.

  The faint light of the lamp suddenly brought brightness to this dark and gloomy space, and although the oil lamps rays were not intense, they were enough to illuminate this secret room.

  Under the light, it can be clearly seen that this is an eighty-square-meter-sized simple and crude chamber. The four walls are rough and hard stone walls. The only decoration in the room is a sturdy and simple thick wooden table. On the table, there is a lit oil lamp, a water pot, and a long sword with its scabbard, looking very simple. Except for this wooden table, on one side of the chamber, there is a human-sized heavy iron block, which is a trial iron.

  The wick burned quietly with a flame, like a comfortable maiden, like a fixed picture. This secret room was underground, surrounded by rough and hard stone walls, which seemed to be more sealed, but the air here was still relatively smooth, without any feeling of suffocation.

  Looking at the familiar scene, Wei Zimings face revealed a hint of a smile. Two months ago, due to his obsessive training, his dantian was shattered and his meridians were severed. In despair, Wei Ziming had given up hope of ever entering this practice chamber again.

  However, todays encounter has once again given him the qualification to cultivate, although Wei Zimings face appears quite calm, but no one can understand his inner turmoil.

  Wei Ziming familiarly took out a meditation cushion from under the wooden table, placed it in the center of the secret room, took a few deep breaths, sat cross-legged on the cushion, and began to meditate.

  However, at this moment, the thick iron gate of the secret room suddenly transmitted a rapid and heavy knocking sound, "Dong Dong Dong ~~" rang out, the sound was like a war drum thundering, deafening.

  Wei Ziming opened his eyes, staring at the iron door of the secret room with a look of astonishment. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation. In the past when he was in seclusion to cultivate, no one had ever pounded on the iron door of the practice room like this.

  Wei Zimings face showed a look of astonishment, staring blankly at the iron gate, his head spinning.

  However, people outside the iron gate did not see Wei Ziming open the door for a long time and suddenly became anxious. In an instant, a loud noise "Boom ~~" sounded.

  The heavy iron gate was violently broken open by someone, and the thunderous sound of winter thunder reverberated in the practice room, causing Wei Zimings ears to ache as he stood there dazed, before suddenly waking up.

  When Wei Ziming saw the person who broke in, he was stunned again.

  Appearing in front of Wei Ziming was his twin brother, Wei Zi Wu.

  Wei Zi Wu has the same height as Wei Zi Ming, with a similarly handsome appearance and facial features. The two have a 90% resemblance, the only difference being their temperament.

  Wei Ziwu had an exceptionally robust physique since childhood, never getting sick or feeling pain. His martial arts talent was also astonishingly impressive from a young age, always under the halo of being a genius, with a strong confidence, optimism and determination often radiating from his face.

  Although both of them have been living in this village since childhood, Wei Zimings life experience from an early age is exactly the opposite of that of Wei Zi Wu.

  Born with a weak constitution, often ill since childhood, not suitable for cultivation by nature, but exceptionally stubborn. Wei Zimings eyebrows and eyes reveal an unusually strong tenacity, calm and quiet in demeanor, speaking little, the many illnesses and pains of his childhood have softened the lines of his facial features.

  Although the two have different life experiences, Wei Ziwus talent is high, his realm has improved quickly, and his cultivation is high. From a young age, he was surrounded by a halo, noticed by his elders, and admired by his peers, concentrating everyones attention. He is the extreme opposite of Wei Ziming, and also the goal that Wei Ziming has been determined to surpass since childhood.

  "Zi Ming! Its all right!" Wei Zi Wu looked at Wei Zi Ming sitting on the couch, staring blankly at him, and suddenly let out a sigh of relief.

  "Zi Ming, why are you so foolish! Your dantian and meridians have already been severely damaged. If you continue to practice forcefully, the consequences will be severe, and your life could be in danger at any moment." Wei Zi Wu said, his eyes filled with sincere concern and affection.

  "Brother! Im fine!" Wei Ziming looked at Wei Zi Wu, and a warm current suddenly surged in his heart. Among his peers, only Wei Zi Wu treated him as if he were more important than his own life. A smile appeared on his face, indicating to Wei Zi Wu that there was no need to worry.

  The light in the training room was relatively dim, and Wei Ziwu did not notice that Wei Zimings face was no longer pale, he just knew that Wei Ziming was fine.

  Weizi Wu looked at Weizi Mings dantian shattered and meridians broken, still stubbornly risking his life to try to cultivate, he must have received some kind of stimulation, otherwise he wouldnt be so reckless.

  At the thought of this, Wei Ziwus face suddenly turned cold, and he immediately spoke up, "Zi Ming! Ill be right back."

  Wei Ziming heard this and suddenly felt a little inexplicable, but before he could react, Wei Zi Wu had already left.

  The iron door of the secret room had been damaged, and Wei Ziming couldnt practice here either. He walked out, thinking that he would go to his own room to practice, and after the iron door was repaired, he would enter the secret room again to continue practicing.

  "Bang bang ~~" A sudden and urgent knocking sound, Wei Ziwus face was gloomy as he continuously knocked on the door of a small courtyard.

  A "creak" sound was heard, and Lao Da Wei Zi Hao opened the door.

  When he saw that it was Wei Ziwu who knocked on the door, his face changed color for a moment, and then a smile appeared. He opened his mouth and said, "Seventh brother! How come youre here?"

  Wei Zi Wu looked at Wei Zi Hao seriously, making Wei Zi Haos scalp feel a bit numb. He vaguely sensed that something disastrous was about to happen and his face showed a hint of fear. He hastily opened his mouth and said, "Seventh brother! I didnt bully eighth brother, for crying out loud! Who exactly bullied eighth brother......"

  However, before Old Davy could finish speaking, a fist suddenly came crashing over, and before he could react, one of his eyes had already turned into a panda eye. At the same time, his whole body flew backward and crashed to the ground with a loud "Boom".

  Weizi Wus face didnt change at all as he knocked down Weizi Hao with one punch, still dark and gloomy.

  While Old Wei Zihao was knocked to the ground, Wei Ziwu had already rushed up and grabbed his fist, punching down at Old Wei Zihao who was already on the ground. In an instant, Old Wei Zihao was brutally beaten by Wei Ziwu.

  Lao Dawei Zihao is the oldest of this generation in the Wei family, and his cultivation has already reached the sixth level. However, when facing Wei Zi Wus move, he was destined to be beaten up badly.

  Although Wei Ziwu was only fifteen years old, seventh in the ranking of eight people of this generation, and only a few hours older than Wei Ziming, his talent was indeed the best among them. Now his cultivation had reached the seventh level.

  Oh, the bitterness in Davids heart! He swore that for these two months, he absolutely had not bullied Wei Ziming, but his rich experience told him that even if he shouted grievances, it would be of no use.

  If Wei Ziwu finds out that someone has bullied Wei Ziming, all of them from the eldest to the sixth will be beaten up.

  After being beaten by Wei Zi Wu for a round, Lao Das handsome face had turned into a pig head, with a pair of panda eyes and severe pain all over his body.

  Wei Zi Wu pinned down Wei Zi Hao and beat him up for a good while, finally letting go of Wei Zi Hao before turning around and leaving.

  Lao Dawei Zihao struggled to get up, touching his pig head, looking at the back of Wei Zi Wu, a hint of fear in his eyes, and muttered in a low voice "Who is it! Lao Ba has already been abandoned, yet he still bullied him, causing me to be brutally beaten! Pain..."

  Finally, Old Master Wei Zihao touched his own pig head, closed the big gate of the courtyard, and turned back to apply medicine to himself.

  Wei Zi Wu beat up the eldest Wei Zi Hao, his face still had a dark and gloomy expression without any weakening, turned around and left the small courtyard, heading towards the second elders courtyard.

  "Bang bang~~~" The urgent knocking sound continued to ring out.

  A "creak" sound was heard, and Lao Er Wei Zi Xiao opened the door to see Wei Zi Wu standing in front of him, his face also slightly stunned like Lao Da.

  "Zi Ming! How do you have time to come here?" Because when Lao Da was brutally beaten, he didnt let out a painful howl, but instead endured all the pain, so Lao Er Wei Zi Xiao didnt know that Wei Zi Wu came to fight.

  Lao Er looked at Wei Zi Wus iron-green face and had a bad premonition, when this thread of premonition appeared in his mind, a fist had already smashed into his face.

  Lao Er flew backwards into the small courtyard, one of his eyes had already turned into a panda eye, and his face suddenly showed a bitter expression, while in his heart he secretly cursed which bastard bullied Wei Zi Ming.

  At the same time, Lao Er Wei Zi Xiaos movements were also decisive and even very skilled. In the moment he fell to the ground, his hands instinctively wrapped around his head.

  The next moment, Wei Ziwu had already started a round of violent beating on Lao Er Wei Zixiao.

  Although being beaten very painfully, Lao Er Wei Zi Xiao supported Lao Das policy and endured all the pain without making a single scream.

  It was just a stick of incense time, and after a stick of incense time, Wei Ziwus face was still pale as he turned and left the small courtyard.

  After Wei Ziwu left, Eldest Brother Wei Zixiao struggled to get up from the ground. Since he had been covering his head earlier, apart from a panda eye, his handsome face hadnt suffered any damage. However, his body, especially his hands, were in great pain!

  "Luckily! I saved face, just a slight swelling on the right eye, it should subside soon." Lao Er Wei Zi Xiao muttered to himself with some self-satisfaction.

  Then, Eldest Second silently closed the gate of the small courtyard and turned back to his own small courtyard to apply medicine.

  Wèi Zǐwǔs face turned iron-green as he visited the small courtyards of Lǎo Dà, Lǎo èr, Lǎo Sān, Lǎo Sì, Lǎo Wǔ and Lǎo Liù, spending a brief moment in each. The first five people endured their pain without making a sound, clearly thinking that they would face difficulties together and not alert the next person to Wèi Zǐwǔs impending arrival.

  Only Lao Liu let out a mournful cry like a slaughtered pig, looking majestic and earth-shaking, shocking the entire Wei family village. After all, there was no one behind Lao Liu anymore, so he might as well let out a miserable wail.

  When Wei Ziwu came to Wei Zimings small courtyard again, Wei Ziming looked at him with a strange expression and asked, "Brother! What did you go for?"

  "Theres nothing! Alright, Ziming, next time it wont be good to continue practicing. In your current state, forced practice will put your life in danger, you cant be stubborn anymore." Wei Ziwu said with a serious and concerned tone.

  "Am I that foolish? Would I joke with my own life?" Wei Ziming revealed a brilliant smile, and at the same time stretched out his right hand, instantly flashing fiery red internal energy fluctuations on his palm.

  "Whats going on with your inner energy? What exactly is happening?" Wei Ziwu looked at Wei Zimings right hand emitting internal energy, his eyes widened, and he vaguely sensed something. His face suddenly showed a look of wild joy.

  "I dont know why, but this morning I suddenly felt my body condition improve, my dantian recovered, and my meridians also recovered. I can cultivate now." Although Wei Ziming knew what the reason was that made him recover in such a short time, he chose to conceal it before figuring out which thing it was.

  "Huh? That, todays seclusion was also because of the recovery, right?" Then, Wei Ziwu seemed to think of something and his face slightly changed, then asked somewhat awkwardly.

  "Right!" Wei Ziming nodded slightly with a serious expression.

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