Infinite Gate: I Became a Martial Saint from Another World

After pondering for a while, Zhou Hong stopped thinking about it. Being an immortal cultivator was too far away for him now.

Afterwards, he put away the internal organs spiritual map, opened the Holy Flame Art, and prepared to practice.

………………

One month later, Zhou Hong’s home.

"call……"

Zhou Hong exhaled a breath that was extremely hot. If an ordinary person touched it, they would definitely get burned.

At this time, Zhou Hong exited the cultivation state. He felt the power in his body and said in surprise, "I have finally reached this step, the third level of internal strength!"

In a month, relying on the Gate of Infinity and a little source energy, Zhou Hong's cultivation level improved further and reached the limit of the lower internal strength realm.

One more step forward and you will reach the upper level of internal strength!

The upper level of internal force realm is already the second-tier master in Lianlong City.

As for the first tier, they are naturally the two masters of the internal organs realm!

Zhou Hong stood up and looked out the window. He saw that heavy snow was falling outside and it was freezing cold.

Everywhere you look, it seems to be covered with silver-white armor!

"Boom boom boom!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. It was the gate at the outer fence.

Hearing the knock on the door, Zhou Hong placed the Xuanbing across his waist and went to open the door wearing a thin martial arts uniform.

He opened the door and a cold breeze blew in, caressing his face.

But this little bit of cold wind is of no use to warriors at all, Zhou Hong didn't even feel anything!

He went to the outer door and opened it.

It was discovered that they were a poor family, and Zhou Hong also recognized these people. They were neighbors who lived a little further away across the street.

The man who was the breadwinner of the family bent down and begged, "Sir, we can't make ends meet. My son has caught a cold. Please give us some food!"

The man's body was shaking as he spoke, and his family was covered with some snow.

It's obvious that he can't stand the cold!

Zhou Hong looked at the family and they looked obviously malnourished.

Then he said, "I can give you some food, but you must not tell anyone!"

"otherwise……"

As Zhou Hong spoke, he touched the Xuanbing.

Seeing Zhou Hong's actions, how could that person not know what Zhou Hong meant? He said with great fear and trepidation: "Of course, of course! We will never tell anyone!"

After hearing the answer he wanted, Zhou Hong went back to the house.

Seeing Zhou Hong return to the house, the woman holding the child next to the man said worriedly: "Dad, will this adult really help us?"

"I don't know, but there's nothing we can do now!"

"The medicine at the pharmacy is too expensive. I hope that eating something can make the child feel better!"

"Ugh……"

Hearing the man's words, the woman looked at the child in her arms with tears in her eyes and said, "My child, why are you so miserable?"

It didn't take long for Zhou Hong to come out.

He was carrying some food and a dose of medicine.

He walked up to the family, handed the food and medicine to the man, and said, "Here, here's the medicine. I hope your child can survive!"

Looking at the food and medicine Zhou Hong was holding, the man's eyes became wet. He took these things and cried, "Thank you! Thank you! Sir!"

"I will never forget your kindness!"

Listening to the man's thanks, Zhou Hong said, "Let's go."

"Yes!"

Afterwards, the man and his family left while expressing their gratitude.

"call……"

He exhaled again, and the breath met some snow falling from the sky. The scorching temperature melted the snow instantly!

Zhou Hong looked up at the snowy sky and murmured to himself, "It's time to celebrate the Spring Festival!"

Spring Festival is the New Year festival in this world. When Spring Festival comes, it proves that the new year has begun.

Afterwards, Zhou Hong came to his own stable, rode on Dahei, and headed towards Sanhe Sect.