After a simple breakfast, Chen Moyang took a deep breath and walked slowly to the lake.

"Ready?" Seeing the young man's appearance as if he was facing a great enemy, the corners of the fog spirit's mouth rose slightly, and he said with a smile.

Nodding, looking at the stump in the center of the lake, Chen Moyang tiptoed a little, and with a few borrowings on the surface of the lake, he flew up, his feet closed, and stood firmly on the stump.

"It's started!" Behind Chen Moyang, the illusory body of the fog spirit sat on a boulder, and when he saw the young man who had already been prepared, the expression on his face gradually became solemn, and he waved his palm slightly.

"Smack!"

With the wave of the fog spirit's palm, the air fluctuated slightly, and a bright white spiritual power suddenly burst out from the palm, and finally smashed heavily on Chen Moyang's back like a whip, making a crisp impact sound.

"Shhh

Being directly smashed on the back by this brutal force, Chen Moyang couldn't help but gasp, and when his legs shook, he was about to fall down, and hurriedly poured out his spiritual power to see how to stop this trend.

Without waiting for Chen Moyang to take a breath of relief, the second whip had already smashed down again, and the corners of his mouth trembled violently, Chen Moyang only felt that his entire back suddenly became numb, and bursts of hot pain went straight into his heart, under this intense pain, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and fell headlong into the lake.

"Too!"

Spit out the lake water that was accidentally inhaled into his nose, Chen Moyang ninja was in pain, slowly swam up, and with a hard pull, he stood on the stake again, only this time, his legs were obviously a little trembling.

Slowly taking off his shirt from his body, the cool fabric touched the wound on his back, and Chen Moyang, who was in pain, grinned.

Divine Sense glanced at it and saw two long cyan bruises on his back, Chen Moyang couldn't help but gasp, "Old man, you really go down, come, continue!"

Although the severe pain was extremely unbearable, after the pain, it was the spiritual power that flowed sharply in the body, and the spiritual power in the meridians seemed to be more energetic than before under the stimulation of the pain, and flowed happily through the veins and bones in the shoulders, repairing the wounds while constantly strengthening them.

Chen Moyang also knew that this kind of training method was indeed effective, so he gritted his teeth and persevered, after all, he came to this place alone, not to enjoy life.

Looking at the young man who gritted his teeth and persevered, Wu Ling smiled with relief, his attack was not only aimed at the former's body, but even his soul, Chen Moyang's perseverance never let him down. Nodding slightly, on the palm of his hand, a bright white spiritual power shot out again.

"Bang!"

After enduring several attacks in succession, Chen Moyang finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell headlong, until he slowly swam up for a long time, and the droplets falling from his cheeks didn't know whether they were sweat or tears.

The current strength of the fog spirit is also around the spirit general, but with the spiritual power of his spirit sect, every attack is extremely measured, not really seriously hurting the young man, but also can exercise his muscle endurance to the greatest extent.

"Damn!

After taking a breath, Chen Moyang waited for the pain to be relieved a little, and then climbed to the top of the tree again, he did not use his spiritual power again, because he found that the effect of using pure flesh was much better, but it also meant that he had to endure more severe pain.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The sound of the whip and the flesh touching was clearly reverberated in the space, and it lingered for a long time. Chen Moyang's toes clenched the stump fiercely, in order to maintain a balance for himself, but the pain caused by his mental power was unavoidable.

On the body, with the continuous movement of the fog spirit's palm, there were more and more bruises, and at first glance, I couldn't help but feel a little miserable.

"Bang!" Another spiritual force smashed down, Chen Moyang finally couldn't bear it, his straight body fell down directly, he had reached a limit of his own, if he was hard again, he would inevitably damage his body.

The fog spirit obviously knew this, and after this whip went down, he put away the spiritual power in his hand and looked at the young man who was struggling to climb up.

After wheezing violently for a long time, Chen Moyang lay on the ground, his body did not dare to move at all, he had a feeling that his back was no longer his own, and under the pain, his entire back was numb.

Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Chen Moyang licked his somewhat dry lips and whispered with difficulty: "Old man, how is it, are you okay?!"

"Stinky boy, you know Du Ming, although he has made rapid progress, he is still far from my requirements, but it is already very good, and now he can withstand my ten whips..."

Hearing what Wu Ling said, Chen Moyang breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, supported his palms on the ground, and slowly stood up, but he didn't dare to make the slightest forceful movement, otherwise it would involve the wound behind him, and he would grin again.

The consumption of physical strength made Chen Moyang, who had not eaten much in the morning, already a little hungry, his divine sense turned in the spirit gathering ring for a long time, and when he saw the corpse of a familiar spirit beast, he suddenly smiled, and even the pain in his back felt that it had dissipated a lot.

Skillfully set up the barbecue grill, cut off a piece of fat breast meat and a loose pork leg, it is charcoal grilled, not long after, a rich meat aroma has been spreading, the original some bright red flesh, has been roasted outside the charred and tender, a drop of lard keeps dripping down the fire, there is a pungent but not annoying charcoal roasting smell.

Rubbing his palms, his gentle movements drove the wound on his back, which made Chen Moyang gasp again, but the barbecue in front of him obviously made him feel very good.

Seeing that it was almost roasted, he sprinkled the seasoning next to him on it, and suddenly, the meat was even more fragrant, and when it came to cutting off a piece of meat, Chen Moyang couldn't wait to use the food.

"Brush!"

The subtle sound of breaking the air with a snow-white figure suddenly flashed from Chen Moyang's chest, as soon as the creature landed, it was the limbs that were forced, rolled up, and the small nose sniffed a few times, and after the roast in Chen Moyang's hand, the big eyes flashed a flash of light.

Chen Moyang only felt a flash of white light, looked down, the barbecue in his hand disappeared, and when he looked up again, the little guy was squinting his big eyes, and the oil and water at the corners of his mouth were still sticking to the smooth hair.

"Wang, Wang!"

Of course, the creature that appeared was a small thing that had entered Chen Moyang's body for unknown reasons before, but he obviously didn't expect that this little guy still liked to eat barbecue, and this time it came out obviously because of the smell of meat outside.

Smiling helplessly, Chen Moyang looked at his eyes, picked up the dagger, cut a piece of barbecue again, and handed it over, this time, he finally saw how the barbecue disappeared into the latter's mouth.

I saw that the little guy saw the barbecue handed over, his tail shook a few times, his small mouth opened, and the barbecue gradually shrank in the air, until he could swallow it directly, and then it entered its mouth, chewed a few times, and swallowed it.

"Wang, hiccup..."

Looking at the cute appearance of the little guy, Chen Moyang was slightly surprised, this mysterious little guy even eats so strangely. Stretching out his palm and gently stroking the soft hair of the little thing, a thought rose in Chen Moyang's mind.

"Little thing, since you're following me, you have to have a name, or it's called White Ball. ”

Hearing Chen Moyang's voice, the little guy jumped up on all fours and made a few noises, showing great joy.

"Can you understand what I said?" Seeing this situation, Chen Moyang's eyes widened and he asked in disbelief.

"Wang!" nodded his little head, and the little guy howled milkily again, and his little head was raised, and between his eyebrows, there was a touch of human pride.

"White ball, white ball, hahaha..."

Next to the lake, Chen Moyang laughed happily, he couldn't meet such a human little thing, and he didn't know what kind of help it would bring him in the future.