Song Feng jumped up from the bed with a carp, put on his clothes, pushed open the door, casually ate a little breakfast prepared by Li Bo, and then walked in the direction of the back mountain.

"Xiao Fengzi, let's go to the top of the mountain. ”

Just when Song Feng was hurrying away, a sentence suddenly came into his mind, startling him.

"Master, is that you?" Song Feng patted his chest, no matter how this master looked, he looked a little unserious, and it was even more scary in broad daylight.

"It's not me, you are a fool. In the future, I will teach you to cultivate, so that you can experience the essence of our Tianxuan lineage, hehe. ”

Hearing this, Song Feng couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Back on the top of the mountain.

"Master, are you sure you want to do this? I'm still a child!" Song Feng cried with a sad face.

At this time, there were a large pile of stones neatly piled up in front of Song Feng, and the size of any one of them was estimated to be about ten catties, and Xuan Gu had just transmitted a message to him, saying that today's cultivation task was to move these stones to the foot of the mountain and then move them back.

"Master, how are you going to move this? Isn't it a waste of time?" Song Feng asked with some curiosity.

"Ahem, you stupid boy is lucky, there are still a few big baskets left by the previous generations in the 'Xuantong', you can make do with them first. ”

Xuan Gu in mid-air coughed lightly, and with a wave of his right hand, a large basket appeared in the open space in front of Song Feng out of thin air.

"Not really. This ......"

I saw that there were scratches on the surface of the basket, and the staggered materials were full of mottled light gray, and a burst of historical stale atmosphere came to the face, and it seemed to be a little reflective under a closer look.

"This can't be a basket made of steel, right? Song Feng drooped his face, this big basket alone is estimated to weigh more than ten or twenty catties, and it is a little scary to think about it to put stones in it.

"Don't talk nonsense, this is today's cultivation task, this is a course that any generation of Tianxuan lineage inheritors will go through, if it is not moved today, the number of stones tomorrow will increase by ten, and if tomorrow's stone is not moved, ten more will be added on the original basis, and so on. ”

Xuan Gu made a face, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and said lightly.

After listening to this, Song Feng hurriedly picked up the basket and put stones into it, at first put in about ten pieces, trembling and carrying it, and fell to the ground without taking a few steps, so he had to remove a few pieces, and carry six or seven pieces at a time.

Song Feng is about thirteen years old this year, about one and a half meters tall, thin and small, estimated to weigh more than eighty catties, carrying a one-meter-high big basket, the weight of the stone alone is sixty or seventy catties, plus the weight of the basket, it is almost close to the weight of one hundred catties.

Song Feng gritted his teeth, arched his body, and walked down the mountain step by step with a basket on his back.

At this time, Song Feng was swaying in the wind, carrying a large basket that did not match his age and height, which looked extremely funny and funny, but his immature face was full of resolute expressions.

The sun went down soon, the sky gradually darkened, and there were still about twenty pieces in front of Song Feng at this time, just when Song Feng staggered and struggled to get up, and wanted to continue to carry it, Xuan Gu asked him to stop, saying that he would come here today and continue tomorrow.

Song Feng, who was tired for a day, had a hasty meal, and after taking a bath, he looked at the red blisters on his white and tender hands, and simply applied some herbs, and fell asleep deeply, he was really tired today.

......

More than ten days passed quickly, and at this time, on the mountain road in the back mountain, Song Feng walked briskly with a basket on his back, looking at the ten stones neatly placed in the basket, and a pair of calloused hands were still holding a stone vigorously.

"Yes, after taking the last ten pieces up and down the mountain one more time, you will pass this weight-bearing training. Xuan Gu stroked his beard lightly and looked at Song Feng approvingly.

He could see Song Feng's progress with his own eyes, and at the beginning, Song Feng could only carry six or seven stones. The walk was still wobbly, and I had to rest for a while after carrying it, so the number of stones to be moved each day increased by ten more than the previous day.

But Song Feng is a very persevering child, every day without saying a word, without complaining, slowly, the small body began to straighten up, and the number of stones in the basket also increased day by day.

For now, twelve pieces is already beyond the limit of what he can reach, and he originally wanted to carry a few more, but he was stopped by Xuangu, and excessive fatigue would backfire.

"It's finally finished. ”

Song Feng leaned against a big tree on the top of the mountain, gasped lightly, felt the breeze with the scent of unknown wild flowers passing through the mountains and forests in early spring, poured a few mouthfuls of water into his throat, and felt extremely relaxed for a while.

"How does it feel? Do you feel comfortable?"

Xuan Gu quietly appeared beside Song Feng and said something leisurely.

"It's okay, I feel much better than I usually do penance, but it seems that I haven't sat down for many days to practice well. ”

As for the way the ancient gods appeared out of nowhere, Song Feng had become numb to nature, and for so many days, he had quietly appeared like a ghost, and then a sentence came out, which made Song Feng's heart tremble.

"Silly boy, do you know, what is the essence of our Tianxuan lineage inheritance? It is important to lay the foundation, the more solid the foundation, the greater the benefits to cultivation, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and every step of cultivation must be taken step by step. ”

"And you've gotten too much of an ascension recently, although the 'Thunder God Spiritual Liquid' comes with the effect of washing the essence and cutting the marrow, it can't help you stabilize the realm, the realm has soared too fast, and the aura absorbed by the body has not been refined, and it has not completely integrated with the body. ”

"On the surface, there doesn't seem to be any problem, but if you keep entering the realm like this, it may be difficult for you to reach the Ning Dan realm by breaking through the Quenching Body Ninefold, even if you rely on the Gathering Spirit Pill, the probability of success is less than one percent. ”

"And these days of weight-bearing training is to promote your body to better temper the aura in the flesh and blood through pressure, to the extent of perfect quenching, if before your body was like a piece of jade with a mottled appearance, after these days of polishing, you are now a piece of exquisite and shining jade. ”

Xuan Gu said in a rare serious tone, looking at Song Feng in a serious tone.