Wu Jingli's eyes flashed, and he was full of confidence, he was alive for the Fenghai Sword Sect, otherwise he was afraid that after he died, he would not be able to explain to the old guy if he saw Zhongsun Boundless Old Master when he entered the ground.

Dongmen Fubei sighed again and again, and ordered everyone to immediately rush to the Huadu Sword Sect to take refuge.

So, everyone got up and ran towards the Huadu Sword Sect, not delaying any longer, for fear that the Phantom Demon Clan would chase and kill them again.

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At this time, the forbidden land was in shambles, as if the end had just passed.

Zhang Jun was walking here, and couldn't help frowning tightly, but he didn't expect that after the turmoil, this place had become unrecognizable.

Here, Zhang Jun cultivated into a peerless swordsmanship back then, and met a sword saint.

Zhang Jun looked at the devastation and hurried forward.

Zhang Jun planned to retreat and cultivate here for a period of time.

Back then, the Sword Master and Zhang Jun said that if his strength was raised to a high level, he would be able to come here to find him.

Zhang Jun didn't know what would happen after that, but he still came to try his luck, maybe there would be a miracle.

Soon, Zhang Jun walked to the mountain.

"Boy, I'm finally waiting for you!" Zhang Jun suddenly heard a familiar voice.

Zhang Jun looked over, that guy was the person Zhang Jun saw when he came here, he held the sword in his hand and looked at Zhang Jun expressionlessly.

When Zhang Jun saw this person, he saluted politely: "I, Zhang Jun, am very happy to meet you again." ”

That person was not as indifferent as he was back then, and he was really a little surprised when he saw that Zhang Jun's cultivation was already at a high-level level.

This person also heard the conversation between Zhang Jun and the Sword Master back then.

Zhang Jun felt that this person's cultivation was above the high level, and he had risen several levels compared to back then.

Zhang Jun kept his guard in his heart, after all, he didn't know this guy, maybe he was friend or foe, it was better to be careful.

The man was speechless.

He told Zhang Jun not to be so wary of himself, Zhang Jun is a disciple of Xiaoshan, so this person will not have any plans for him, you can rest assured.

The man turned to leave.

Zhang Jun was anxious and asked the man if there was a way to improve his cultivation.

The man was puzzled, look at this Zhang Jun's cultivation is also extremely high, and it was only at the intermediate level back then, it stands to reason that the speed is already amazingly fast.

Why do you want to improve?

Not satisfied?

Of course Zhang Jun is not satisfied, he has a more important mission in his body, besides, who doesn't want to become more powerful.

The man said a way, Zhang Jun can give it a try.

When Zhang Jun heard this, he was very concerned and anxiously asked what the method was.

The man walked forward with Zhang Jun, walked to an old courtyard and stood still, the man told Zhang Jun to show him with a sword, and Zhang Jun did so.

After that, the man frowned and did not speak immediately.

Zhang Jun was puzzled and asked the other party if there was anything wrong, please advise.

The man said that Zhang Jun's swordsmanship was really unsightly, which made Zhang Jun very annoyed.

How is it possible, his swordsmanship is obviously very powerful.

Zhang Jun didn't get angry, and asked that person to teach him how to improve his strength and cultivation, and he should humbly ask for advice.

The master pointed to the kitchen next to him, and asked Zhang Jun to do farm work, chopping wood, carrying water, cooking, and everything, but he didn't do it on the ground.

Zhang Jun was stunned, what kind of teaching method is this?

The master just said that ink was not allowed, and if he wanted to improve his cultivation in a short period of time, he had to listen to him.

Zhang Jun didn't get angry and did so, but he was a little puzzled in his heart, was this guy teaching himself to cultivate, was he playing tricks on himself, or was he trying to use himself to help him do farm work? Who knows?

When Zhang Jun was doing farm work, the master actually blocked all the mana in Zhang Jun's body.

This is really a real farm work, and you can't work with the help of mana.

"Master, what do you mean, why do you take my mana?" Zhang Jun frowned and asked the other party.

The master just smiled and said that now Zhang Jun's swordsmanship is really a mess, and he must block all the mana and start over.

He ordered Zhang Jun to go up the mountain every day to chop wood and carry water back, and it took dozens of rounds to get it done.

After the advice, the master turned around and went into the pavilion to drink tea leisurely, leaving Zhang Jun stunned there.

The corners of Zhang Jun's eyes twitched.

Damn, isn't this asking for your own life, is there such a play on people?

I went up and down the mountain to work, and that one was drinking tea in the gazebo and leisurely!

Zhang Jun was speechless, of course his heart was unbalanced, but in order to improve his cultivation, he had to endure it first.

The master warned Zhang Jun that if he couldn't bear it, he could leave immediately, no one forced him, and the master would naturally restore the mana on Zhang Jun's body and tell him to leave, and a person without perseverance would not be able to cultivate into a master.

Zhang Jun was a little reluctant at first, but when he remembered the tragic death of Zhongsun Wubian and the words he said before he died, he remembered his mission.

If he wants to get rid of the phantom clan and hate him for Zhongsun's boundless blood, he will come up with this determination.

"Isn't it just going up to the mountains to work, don't underestimate Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu came out of the village, and this little work is not difficult for me. Zhang Jun shouted.

The master smiled and teased, "Do a good job, young man!"

Zhang Jun directly took the tools and bucket up the mountain angrily, raised his eyes and looked at it, dumbfounded, this forest is too big, how to start, and the water is actually at the highest point of the mountain!

The master wants to tire people out and not pay for their lives, right?

Zhang Jun rubbed his hands, said to do it, and after gasping a few breaths, he picked up the tools and got a tree down first.

There was a sound of cutting trees among the trees, and the birds in the trees scattered in all directions.

These are manual jobs, not easy to do, but if you have mana, it's much easier.

But now, Zhang Jun did it with his bare hands, and it took half an hour to cut down a rough log, and he was so tired that he was sweating profusely and panting: "It's too tiring!"

The next step is to stump Zhang Jun, how to transport this rough wood to the compound?

It's really not easy to do!

Zhang Jun gritted his teeth and pulled the rough wood towards the compound, the double torture of mind and physical strength, but Zhang Jun is more capable than ordinary people, and he can endure it.

In this way, he walked five steps, rested two steps, and walked forward with great effort.

This strange behavior, if you see it by the passerby, you will definitely laugh at this Zhang Jun is a stupid boy, what kind of big tree to go home if you have nothing to do?

Finally, it was Zhang Jun, who paid off his hard work, and it took him an hour to get into the compound.

Zhang Jun was tired as soon as he got his ass, and now he just wants to sleep, but the water hasn't been picked yet, damn.

The master did not sympathize with Zhang Jun, and immediately asked Zhang Jun to fetch water and cook for him unhappily.

Zhang Jun has a long black hair.

This master is really shameless, obviously bullying himself, right?

However, he still struggled to get up, his legs were straight and weak, and he went to the mountains to fetch water and come back to cook.

After picking up ten buckets of water, Zhang Jun felt that this leg was no longer his own, and his two legs seemed to have floated up and wanted to fly.