The little cutie finally followed the three stones and left the Tai1 Sect, and any of them suddenly felt empty in their hearts, this difference, the end of the world is far away, and there may never be a day to see each other again.

It's a pity that he is just a mortal, and he can't keep up with the monks, so he can only watch them disappear into his own world, but he doesn't even have the ability to chase them.

He looked at a red seed in his hand and was silent for a long time.

This is a souvenir given to him by the little cutie before leaving, and it was taken off the hairband that was tied around his head. This is also the only thing that belongs to the cutie up and down.

When I woke up in the ruins of the God King, I didn't know who had lost my original clothes, so I came to this Lingyin Continent so smoothly.

This red seed is said to be a congratulatory gift from a traveling Taoist on the 100th birthday of the little cutie.

At that time, the little cute bean Ding's big eyes suddenly fell in love with such a small seed, and he had to carry it with him.

His father could not help him, so he found a craftsman who made jewelry and made him a delicate hair crown to put on his head.

At this time, it was cut off and forwarded to any.

What is the use of this red seed, the little cutie is not very clear, after all, when he got it, his age was too young, and after that, he slept for many years, and the memories in his mind were all vague, and he really couldn't tell.

Any one just cherished it and stuffed it into his own treasure world, let Lan Ling help pass through it, and keep it by the way, after all, he didn't have a monk's storage purse now, such a small thing, if he didn't pay attention, he would lose it.

What he didn't know was that the blue spirit in the bag didn't know the value of this seed, and thought it was no big deal, so he casually threw it into a rugged corner.

Lan Ling is really bored now, originally with Ren Fierce and Ren Tu accompanying her, she was quite happy, she touched the dog's head when she had nothing to do, brushed the rabbit fur, teased them from time to time, trained their abilities, and the days passed quickly.

However, since leaving the ruins of the God King, the two little ones suddenly fell into a deep sleep, like hibernation, and no matter how noisy she was, they slept peacefully.

The world in the bag was already desolate and boring, but now it was even more lifeless, and she was so bored that she ran out, and talking to any of these big fools was also a relief for boredom.

Unlike any uncomfortable, Wu Shixun breathed a sigh of relief, the disciple is stronger than the master, he has no face to be the master of these two, his head is as big as a fight, at this time, he feels that the pressure has been greatly reduced, and his momentum instantly trembled again.

However, for any apprentice, he still likes it more, and he looks more eye-catching than many young people in the sect.

It's not that his temperament is good, but he is very attractive, or the kind that looks better the more he looks, even if Wu Shixun is a big man, looking at this face, he feels a lot more comfortable.

Everyone has a love for beauty, and in many cases, regardless of gender. What's more, in addition to appearance, anyone is polite and courteous, not arrogant or impatient, and looks calm, such a person should be a good seedling when practicing martial arts.

Because Wu Shixun has relatively few disciples, the courtyard assigned to him is relatively remote and narrow, and there is a small martial arts training ground in the backyard.

However, as he only has one apprentice, it is more than enough.

In Wu Shixun's words, if anyone really treats him as a master, even if there is no such ceremony, he will respect the teacher. Vice versa.

The first skill he taught to any of them was to use the trees as his enemies, as he said when he came down the mountain, and to kick them hard.

After thinking about it for a long time, he found that there were not many people in his life who could make him hate to the bone marrow and hate his teeth so much.

At most, some strangers are white-eyed, unwelcome, disrespectful, and abusive, etc.

Since there are no enemies, it is good to take that tree as your goal and try to overcome it. His goal is to become stronger, it's as simple as that.

Packing up his mood, he gritted his teeth with a serious expression, raised his leg and kicked it hard. The sudden sharp pain made him unsteady on his feet, and he only felt that the leg bone was about to break.

And this tree, but not even two leaves have fallen. This frustrated him.

"When you kick, don't use your bones to face the enemy head-on, otherwise you will injure a thousand enemies and self-destruct eight hundred, you have to learn to use skills, look at me. ”

Wu Shixun raised his leg and kicked the tree with the thick mouth of the bowl very quickly, only to hear a "click", and the originally lush tree broke in response.

Looking at it very, very carefully, Wu Shixun's demonstration was like a marquee, deeply engraved in his mind, and kept playing back.

Wu Shixun then told him a martial arts mantra, teaching him how to make his muscles resist damage, increase the potential of his physical strength, and achieve a lightning-like explosion when he exerts his strength.

Ren listened very carefully, and understood what he had just done wrong, he shouldn't have used brute force to make himself almost lame.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but complain, "Why didn't the master tell me this at the beginning, and he didn't come to tell me until I scrapped this leg test?"

Although Wu Shixun was teaching Yi, he was not idle, and kept kicking and beating an iron pillar on the side. The iron pillar had been somewhat deformed by his years of polishing.

He said without blushing and panting while beating with iron: "Silly boy, what do you know." If you don't hurt a lot, how do you know what will happen if you kick someone else's leg. ”

He wouldn't tell him that he had just forgotten. Forgiving him is also the first time to be someone else's master, and he is also a novice, and he has no experience in leading apprentices.

Ren felt sorry for himself for five breaths, rubbed his calf that was still a little painful, re-selected a similar tree, imitated Wu Shixun's leg posture, silently recited the mantra of mobilizing muscles, and kicked it again.

He originally thought that this kind of exercise was actually a process of polishing the body. With day and day training, even an iron pillar can be sharpened into a needle, let alone such training.

Surprisingly, this time, he didn't feel much pain, and it was still within his tolerance. It can be seen that this martial arts mantra is quite useful, and it came in handy so quickly.

didn't leave to hear any of the screams, Wu Shixun was still a little dissatisfied and said: "We people who practice martial arts must not be afraid of pain." Every time you attack, you must make the strength of life and death, and only in this way can you break through yourself in the fastest time, understand?"

Ren shrugged helplessly, "Master, I used all my strength, really, you have to believe me." ”