The old man was extremely measured, and each attack just reached Lu Zifeng's current physical strength, so that it would not seriously injure Lu Zifeng, but also make the spiritual power in his muscles that was not fully absorbed be absorbed to the maximum.

The heart-piercing pain of the spiritual power whip hitting his body made Lu Zifeng's little face almost twist in pain. On his body, as the old man's palm waved, there were more and more bruises.

"Smack", another long whip of spiritual power shot out, and Lu Zifeng, who was like a wooden stake, finally reached the limit of what he could bear, his legs were weak, and he collapsed without strength, wheezing violently.

The old man nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's not bad, you can withstand eleven spiritual power whips for the first time." ”

The old man said: "Stinky boy, today's cultivation is over here, and your body will really not be able to bear it again, use this bottle of blood coagulation to spread it, and it will be fine tomorrow." Saying that, the old man threw a medicine bottle over, and Lu Zifeng hurriedly caught it, for fear of breaking it, this is his own healing medicine.

"Go back and take the medicine, otherwise the remaining bruises in your body will make you seriously injured!. ”

The old man turned and walked away, and the voice came from a distance.

Lu Zifeng looked at the back of the old man, hated itchy, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and lay directly on the ground to rest for a while before recovering. When you stand up and dress, it is inevitable that the cool fabric will touch the bruises, and it hurts to grin your teeth.

Lu Zifeng, who was dressed in clothes and pants, slowly returned to his yard.

Back in the courtyard, Lu Zifeng was just about to go back to his room to condense the blood, and at this time, Xuan'er, who was cultivating in the back mountain, had just come back, and when she saw Lu Zifeng's injuries, she hurriedly ran to Lu Zifeng's side, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Brother Zifeng, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's just an injury left from the time of cultivation. Lu Zifeng said lightly.

Xuan'er lifted a little of Lu Zifeng's shirt, looked at the shocking whip marks on Lu Zifeng's body, gasped, and complained: "Grandpa is too, with such a heavy hand." ”

Lu Zifeng said: "Xuan'er, it's okay, the old man is also for my good." ”

Xuan'er muttered, "This is also for your good?"

"This is also what you need for cultivation. Lu Zifeng could only explain like this.

"Xuan'er, help me with one thing. Lu Zifeng scratched his head and said with some embarrassment.

"Well, Brother Zifeng, just say it directly, Xuan'er will definitely do it for Brother Zifeng. ”

"Help me get the blood clotted out. Lu Zifeng knew that this matter was obviously a little unsuitable for a girl, but he couldn't find anyone in the Lu family, so he could only ask Xuan'er for help.

"Hmm...... It's a trifle. Xuan'er replied with a slight blush.

Xuan'er, who is in such a child's posture, is beautiful.

Back in the room, Lu Zifeng untied his clothes, but he still inevitably touched the wound while undressing, and grinned in pain.

Lu Zifeng turned his back to Xuan'er and exposed his back,

After receiving the blood clotting powder handed by Lu Zifeng, Xuan'er looked at the pale cyan bruises on Lu Zifeng's body, some places had begun to scar, and some places were too seriously injured, and blood was still oozing.

Xuan'er felt sorry for Lu Zifeng, and she couldn't care about being shy at this time, so she carefully helped Lu Zifeng pour out the blood condensation, and then stretched out her white and slender fingers and gently smeared the bruises on Lu Zifeng's body.

The absorption effect of coagulation is very good, it has been absorbed by the skin after a while, feeling the slippery touch of Xuan'er's fingers, a cool feeling comes from behind, some relatively shallow bruises begin to disappear gradually, and some places that are still oozing blood also begin to stop bleeding, this coagulation effect is still very good.

After a long while, Xuan'er finally finished applying the coagulation and dispersed, and said in a low voice: "Brother Zifeng, it's okay." ”

Hearing this, Lu Zifeng was about to put on his clothes, and when Xuan'er saw this, her pretty face flushed, and she said, "Brother Zifeng, I'll come." After speaking, he gently helped Lu Zifeng get dressed, just like a gentle and considerate little wife helping her husband dress. The girl was careful, and she didn't touch Lu Zifeng's bruises this time.

"Xuan'er, thank you, I don't know what to do without you. Lu Zifeng scratched his head and said.

"Brother Zifeng, do you and I still need to be polite?" Xuan'er pursed her lips dissatisfiedly.

"It's not too early, I'll go back first, good night. Xuan'er waved her little hand at Lu Zifeng.

"Hmm. ”

The next morning

The brutal cultivation continued.

Lu Zifeng also practiced hard in order to cultivate his fist.

The old man never knew how to keep his hands, and every time he beat Lu Zifeng, the skin was open, but the effect was also very ideal, and as the training progressed, the number of spiritual power whips that Lu Zifeng could withstand gradually began to increase.

The old man was also a little surprised by Lu Zifeng's endurance, such a cruel cultivation method was not something that ordinary people could bear, but that stinky boy not only endured it stiffly, but he was stunned during the whole process, and even the old man had to give Lu Zifeng a thumbs up.

Time flies very, and another month has passed for such a cruel cultivation.

The old man said: "Stinky boy, this time you will be beaten, if you can withstand 100 blows, I will let you pass." ”

Lu Zifeng shouted unconvinced: "Who is afraid of whom." Lu Zifeng tied up his horse, gritted his teeth, and said, "Come on."

The old man laughed a few times with bad intentions, waved his palm, the air fluctuated slightly, and a long whip of spiritual power shot out of the old man's hand violently, slamming heavily on Lu Zifeng's shoulder, Lu Zifeng snorted, after this month's cultivation, his resistance to pain was obviously much stronger.

The soles of the feet are like wooden stakes, tightly tied to the ground, and there are already some cold sweats oozing out of their foreheads.

"Pap, papa, papa, pap......" A somewhat painful muffled snort and a low muffled sound sounded one after another, Xuan'er turned her head a little unbearably, in the little girl's mind, this cultivation method was still very cruel.

With the wave of the old man's palm, there were more and more bruises on Lu Zifeng's body, and the snapping sound became more and more urgent, and the movements on the old man's hand were constantly accelerating, and even the snapping sound had become one.

The pain that pierced the heart made Lu Zifeng's little face almost distorted, but the strong persistence of the person in his eyes was releasing it, and he insisted on it as if he was not admitting defeat.

"Bang", another long whip of spiritual power shot out, and Lu Zifeng, who was like a stake, finally reached the limit, his legs were weak, and he sat on the ground like a loss of strength.

"Very good, I received 126 spiritual power whips today, which is much better than the 11 two months ago. The old man nodded with a smile on his face, and there was an imperceptible exclamation in his old eyes, in the past two months, Lu Zifeng's performance was beyond his expectations, for example, today he thought that Lu Zifeng could be beaten up to 109 times, but the latter suffered 17 more times, which had to amaze this kid's patience.

The old man smiled: "Okay, I'll talk and count, now your physical fitness is basically passing, tomorrow I will teach you the cultivation method of Cunquan." ”

"Hoo ......"

Lu Zifeng exhaled heavily, he has been suffering from such a change of cultivation for about a month, and it is also a chill to think about, fortunately, today is finally over, I don't want to go through this kind of cultivation for a second time.

After resting for a day, Lu Zifeng began to practice Cunquan the next day.

A few days later

"Inch fist!"

In front of a wooden stake, the young man's face was solemn, he took a deep breath, suddenly let out a low shout, stepped forward with his right foot, tied up his horse's step, his left hand clenched into a fist around his waist, arched his body, his right hand fist clenched, the muscles were exposed, the muscles were swollen, and there was a dark spiritual power on it, and his right hand slammed out.

"Bang!" there was a muffled sound, sawdust splashed, and spider-like cracks spread along the punch.

Looking at the results he had achieved, Lu Zifeng's delicate little face was full of happy smiles, this month, this is the first time he has successfully used an inch fist, and this so-called inch fist comparable to spirit martial arts has indeed lived up to Lu Zifeng's expectations, just the strength of the late stage of the spirit, the destructive power exerted is enough to compare with the end of the spirit!

issued an inch punch, Lu Zifeng's whole body was like a sponge that had been suddenly squeezed dry, the pain of soreness and numbness continued to erode the nerves, and the green tendons on his arms were beating slightly like cramps, which was a sign of excessive exertion.

Licking his mouth, Lu Zifeng tilted his head slightly with difficulty, and looked at his right elbow, where it was already red......

......The corners of his mouth cracked, Lu Zifeng took a breath of cool air, and muttered with a wry smile: "No wonder you have to go through such harsh beating training, otherwise, when this blow is used, it is not a tree that is broken, but my arm, this inch of fist is simply harder than anyone's **." ”

Lying on the cold boulder with all his body weak, Lu Zifeng's slightly rapid breathing also slowly stabilized, but the soreness in his body made him not want to move a finger again.

"Smack!"

There was applause on the side, and the old man smiled: "Yes, the first time you use it, you have such power." ”

"This martial arts is too tiring, a punch is blasted out, and it is not the enemy who falls to the ground, but himself. Lu Zifeng complained.

"Otherwise, how can it be called comparable to spiritual martial arts? Now that you have basically touched the door of the inch fist, you still need to cultivate for a while to hone it, and you are not far from a small achievement. ”

"Well, I don't have anything to teach you, old man, so that's the end of my guidance. The old man clapped his hands and laughed. It's just that there is a hint of loneliness in the voice.

"Grandpa, thank you. Lu Zifeng heard the loneliness in the old man's words, and a touch of warmth swelled up in his heart, and he bowed his hand to the latter. In this world, except for his parents, even if the old man is the best for himself, he is willing to let go of the things in the clan like this for two months to teach himself.

"Hehe, stinky boy, when did you become so polite, go back, it's good to come and see me as an old man often when you have time in the future." ”

"Mm-hmm, grandpa, I'll talk to you often. ”

Lu Zifeng nodded heavily, glanced at the old man again, supported the ground with his hands, stood up, and then walked towards his yard.

What I didn't know was that at the moment when Lu Zifeng turned around, the corners of Lu Chenhao's eyes, who had always been strong, were red, and pearl-like tears fell.

"Smack!"

Dripping on the ground, the sound is so clear.

With the success of the cultivation of the two martial arts, Lu Zifeng was much more idle next. I went to Houshan to hone my martial arts in the early morning, and then went home to practice spiritual power, occasionally accompanied Xuan'er, talked with my father, and was arranged by Lu Zifeng in an orderly manner for a few time periods.

And because of the penance during this period of time, Lu Zifeng's daily consumption of spiritual power is huge, and every time he cultivates, he talks about the spiritual power in his body that is consumed, and then enters the Futu Tower at night to absorb spiritual power. Just a few days ago, there was gratifying news that Lu Zifeng was finally at the end of his promotion to the spirit master.

The early morning sunlight shines through the window, as if draping the whole room with a golden veil, shining on the body, warm, giving people a lazy feeling.

Lu Zifeng was lying on the bed, holding his hands behind his head, sleeping so comfortably.

There were a few knocks outside the door, "Brother Zifeng, are you okay?" ”

"Well, that's it, Xuan'er, you can come in first. Lu Zifeng hurriedly got up.

The door was pushed open, Xuan'er walked in, and when she saw Lu Zifeng washing, she couldn't help but chuckle a few times, Brother Zifeng has been sleeping lazily since he finished practicing with his grandfather, and he really can't stand that lazy guy.

Lu Zifeng put on his coat and said to Xuan'er, who was waiting in boredom: "Little girl, let's go." ”

Xuan'er pouted, she seemed to be very dissatisfied with Lu Zifeng calling her "little girl", she didn't say anything, and hurriedly followed Lu Zifeng, hugged Lu Zifeng's hand, and walked towards the hall.

Coming to the hall, the three of them sat down for breakfast together.

"Zifeng, don't walk around these days, rest at home for a few days, there is still a month to go is our Lu family's annual hunting competition, if you two want to participate, then work hard to cultivate and strive to achieve good results." Lu Shaoyang seemed to remember something and said loudly.

"Well, father, I see. Lu Zifeng replied vaguely while eating.

"Brother Zifeng, today is the day of the martial arts competition in the training ground, why don't we go to practice together?" Xuan'er had a little excitement in her voice, and the little girl still liked to be lively.

"Xuan'er, don't worry, I've just finished my penance, and I'm still here? I'm about to die! I've been tortured by the old man for two months, and it's like two years have passed, and I'm about to have a phobia of cultivation. Lu Zifeng hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head.

"Brother Zifeng, you can go with me, we have also been resting at home for a few days, just once, okay?" Xuan'er took Lu Zifeng's hand, shook it, and swayed it.

"That'...... All right. Lu Zifeng didn't seem to have any resistance to Xuan'er's coquettishness, and agreed after hesitating for a while.

"Yay!" Xuan'er cheered.

Lu Zifeng and Xuan'er walked on the path to the training ground, and along the way, the young men and women of the Lu family also rushed to the training ground.

Indeed, the Lu family's hunting tournament is very attractive to them, and the prizes of the hunting tournament are very rich. During this time, almost all the young men and women of the Lu family immersed themselves in penance, striving to achieve good results in hunting competitions.

It is this kind of atmosphere that has formed a cultivation craze in the Lu family, some people who didn't cultivate much before also hurriedly buried themselves in cultivation, and some were forced by their parents to come, no matter what, this atmosphere is still very beneficial to the growth of the younger generation of the Lu family.

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