Restoring the body has always been a mind-consuming thing, although he has only been training for an hour, Jing Xian feels like all the injuries that have accumulated for years have been stimulated at this moment, and the pain is ********......

Spiritual power can refine a person's physical body, and naturally it can also be used to heal injuries, but healing and refining the physical body consume the same spiritual power, just with the spiritual power within Jing Xian's spiritual aperture, it is slightly insufficient to give him an arm to heal his injuries, fortunately, he is now a body refining monk, so that he can spit out the spiritual power of heaven and earth for his own use, but the speed of this breathing is a bit slow in Jing Xian's opinion, an hour of time, his "hard-hitting" arm is barely щww{][lā}

In one day, Jing Xian spent the whole day healing himself except for the hour in the morning on the verge of life and death, like a milk tiger, squatting in the corner and **** the wound alone, he was like questioning Jing Senior, he didn't even give me muscle cream, he tricked me to that kind of place early in the morning, and when I arrived at the place, I didn't say hello to me, and I didn't heal when the yin was over, even if I didn't heal, I didn't even give me muscle cream!

Jing Xian wanted to cry aggrieved, but in his heart he actually had no resentment towards Jing seniors, the days of more than 30 years in his previous life were not in vain, he still knew the good and the bad, Jing seniors in order to exercise their proficiency in using spiritual power, whether it was to use spiritual power to stabilize their body or escape the attack, these all need the help of spiritual power, the infusion of spiritual power will make people's limbs more flexible, well, in principle, this is the case, but the consequences of imperfect use, well, Jing Xian is the consequence......

The next day, Jing Xian woke up in pain, not for other reasons, but yesterday he did not heal the injuries all over his body, because of the limitation of spiritual power, what he could do was very limited, and at this time shoulder pain was also his choice, he felt that shoulder pain was better than low back pain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Unsure of what the next day's training program would be, he had no choice but to adjust his body to the best possible condition.

Not long after, Jing Xian was taken to the place where he trained yesterday by Jing's seniors. Jing Xian's face collapsed suddenly: What about the new project that was good, the new project that was good? Why do you still do this?

"Yesterday you didn't have time to clean up this place, and today your task is to stack these fallen trees as they are. Senior Jing still had that unsmiling expression, and after giving the task, he flew to the top of a tree not far away, and looked at the stunned Jing Xian condescendingly.

Jing Xian looked at the thousands of towering trees in front of him, and looked around, he had to first determine if there were people from Tianyang Sect here, after all, this was someone's back mountain, and so many trees were cut down and stacked together in one go, isn't this a slap in the face?

What's more, Jing Xian's face is very pale, and he feels hot and dry before the sun rises, and he feels panicked just looking at these things. Let's ask which tree here doesn't have a few thousand catties? It's also a shame that Jing's predecessors did the work first, and these towering trees in Jingxian's area were all stopped and divided into several sections.

In this way, each tree trunk is only two zhang long, and the weight is about a thousand catties, which seems to be within the range of Jing Xian's strength, if a monk who refines a heavy body does not have the strength of a thousand catties, he can't even say that he is a monk.

The first one, Jing Xian tried to hug it, but his two hands couldn't hold it at all, so it seemed a bit whimsical to want to pick it up.

Jing Xian's face became bitter, and he couldn't wait to slap himself a few times, he should have thought that he was doing this, and he should have thought that things would not be so simple. Now it's good, since you can't hold these tree trunks, you have to carry them, can you use the shoulders to carry? But he didn't heal the shoulders, and now the pain is the shoulder!

Jing Xian looked at the old man Jing with an innocent expression, but the latter didn't pay attention to it, and didn't say anything to tell him to hurry up, just watched quietly like this, with his hands behind his back, looking dumbfounded.

Jing first glared at Jing senior, then gritted his teeth and carried a tree trunk to his shoulder with a loud cry, and the tearing pain made him almost fall.

Holding on to the trunk of the tree, Jing Xian listened for a long time before daring to move on. The perversion of this training is also that the thousands of trees are intertwined, so that there is no road to transport the trunks at all, so that the first tree has to step on these trunks, which may not be stable.

It's not that Jing Xian is stupid and doesn't know how to start from the edge, but that Jing seniors threw him in the trunk, doesn't this mean that he has to transport wood through these intricate trunks?

The first trunk of the tree, Jing Qian took half an hour to transport, this half an hour he actually did not walk much, from him to the nearest clearing is at most five minutes of foot, but if these five minutes are spent on Jing Xian, it is only enough for him to roll over once and get up again from the crack in the tree.

After finding the open space specially prepared by Jing seniors, Jing Xian gritted his teeth and threw down the tree trunk, panting and leaning on the trunk without thinking about it.

Knock knock knock......

Before Jing Xian could rest for a minute, the tree trunks shook, and it seemed that if he didn't get up again, he would rush up and use them to build a tomb for him that he had never seen before.

Jing Xian didn't dare to slack off, stood up, and walked weakly to those coffin-like tree trunks. That's right, now these tree trunks are coffins in Jing Xian's eyes, and every time he carries them, it is like carrying his own coffin, ready to collect the corpse utensils at any time, for fear that others will not collect the corpse for him if they are afraid of spending money.

The first day is the same colic, the second day is the same throwing into the pool, the third day is smashed by the tree, the fourth day is the moving tree, the pain of the days is all out at this time, so that Dejing Xian is a little unable to exert his strength.

He always felt that he still liked to throw around more than today's perverted physical work, so that no one could see that he was tired and crying. However, it seems that she can't see it when she's crying now, and he's sweating all over his face now......

If you do something like this on such a day, why don't you have heat stroke! Jing Xian never wanted to suffer more than he did now!

For a whole day, Jing Xian didn't do much, and it was impossible for him to stack these trunks in one day, so Jing didn't set the time, only said that this was today's task. But Jing Xian only moved two trunks in one day, which really disappointed Jing's seniors.

"The training task in the future is to stack these tree trunks every other day, when to finish stacking these tree trunks, and when the body refining realm will reach a new realm. Senior Jing frowned. Then no matter what kind of reaction Jing Xian had, he got up and left.

"This is simply going to kill me!" Jing Xian sat on the ground, just complained a word, only to feel a wave of tiredness in his mind, no matter what place this is, he fell asleep as soon as his eyes were closed.

Originally, I thought that after cutting the hair and washing the marrow, there was no need to do that body refining thing, as long as the spiritual power reached the zero boundary point, everything would fall into place, but now it seems that what I think is really too simple. ……