Pure Yang Sect, Evergreen Forest

Although most of the trees on the mountain have long since lost their leaves, the evergreen forest is full of evergreen trees, and the trees are evergreen and lush all year round.

"Run! It's only been a long time, and they're all bored!"

In the forest, Wang Zhong was urging in the back, and Han Xue'er, Cao Heizi, Jiang Bowen and Wu Yong were each carrying a basket of iron and stone, running forward with all their might, sweat dripping to the ground.

Han Xue'er, Cao Heizi, and Jiang Bowen are the top three in the first annual competition since the establishment of the Pure Yang Sect.

To be honest, Han Xue'er won the first place, as early as Yingjia expected, but Cao Heizi and Jiang Bowen broke the cold and became dark horses, but Zhang Yi and Guan Yun, who were originally recognized as strong people, didn't know why they stopped in the top ten.

"Why do I, an old man, need to do such inhumane physical training! What can I do if my old bones are broken!"

Feng Wuya was carrying a large basket of iron and stone, looking up to the sky and wailing, the sweat on his forehead was flowing down, and the image of the white-haired immortal on weekdays disappeared completely, leaving only the bad old man.

Although he kept howling in his mouth, he was not slow at his feet, after all, he was training with children who were less than ten years old, and it would be shameless to lose.

These iron stones were all sorted out by Yingjia from the pile of treasures of the Five Elements, and the iron ore used to forge weapons was much heavier than ordinary stones.

What's more, the non-stop round-trip running speed requirements are not low, not only to exercise the physique, but more importantly, endurance, physical strength distribution and breathing adjustment.

Among the five people, Wu Yong has the most weight, followed by Feng Wuyan, and the three children are only half a basket, and their weight-bearing training ground is only cleaned up simply, that is, the weeds and thorns along the way are removed, and the messy road conditions also add a certain degree of difficulty to their training.

At this moment, Yingjia was standing on the top of the mountain, Zhuge Zhi was standing next to him, and the two looked at the people running down the mountain, and found that a few children, especially Cao Heizi and Jiang Bowen, were a little slack.

Yingjia frowned slightly, and glanced at the old man in the wind. Old Man Feng received Yingjia's color and nodded at him, the corners of his mouth curled.

"Oh, today's children, that's not as good as a generation, I can't even compare to a bad old man when I run, not only can't I outrun, but I can't even compare to a weak little girl, it's still the top three at this level, tsk!"

Old Man Feng's voice was extremely loud in a heavy gasp, like a slap in the face of the two little men.

Jiang Bowen's face turned red instantly, he was so angry that he was ashamed, he felt guilty for being secretly lazy and slack, Cao Heizi's little black face couldn't tell whether it had changed color at all, and his teeth clenched and his eyes ignited a raging fighting spirit.

Looking at Han Xue'er's thin body in front of her, she was obviously a little girl, but she was carrying the same heavy iron and stone as them, and she had been burying her head forward from beginning to end, even if she accidentally fell, she didn't complain or cry at all, she caught up with the team when she got up, and the sweat reflected a different kind of brilliance on the little girl's face.

Han Xueer is obviously the first place in the annual competition.

People who are better than themselves work so hard, what qualifications do they have to be lazy?!

As boys, how can we keep losing to girls?!

So the two of them plucked up their strength again and opened their legs to catch up.

Whenever everyone was slack, Old Man Feng would give full play to his ability to retreat, attracting all the anger and igniting everyone's fighting spirit.

Zhuge Zhi stood beside Yingjia and sighed with emotion: "As long as they continue to maintain this momentum in the past few months, then we will definitely be able to list one star this year." ”

Yinga nodded, very agreeable.

After returning from the training camp for a day, everyone was sore and collapsed on the ground one by one, not wanting to move.

"Sect Master, how much can we improve by training like this?" Cao Heizi looked at the Sect Master, his eyes were full of exhaustion, and several other people also pricked up their ears.

"Half a year of special training, at least let your cultivation improve by one or two levels, otherwise it will be a pure shame to participate in the competition with your current cultivation!"

"Can you improve so much in just half a year?" Cao Heizi was a little unconvinced, he had only cultivated for several years before he had only transformed into the third order, and the tenth order of the mortal realm was divided into three aspects: skin training, bone training, and dirtiness, I heard that the more difficult it was to cultivate in the future, otherwise Old Man Feng would not have been a lot older and still stayed at the sixth order of transformation.

A demonic smile bloomed on Yingjia's face, and he said, "Believe me, as long as you don't die, it's not difficult to rise by one or two ranks." ”

Seeing him smile like this, Cao Heizi and the three of them trembled, and a strong sense of foreboding rose.

Even Wu Yong and Old Man Feng, who knew the general content of the special training, were a little resistant in their hearts.

Zhuge Zhi led a group of newly recruited subordinates to carry steaming bath buckets one by one, and directly picked them up from the ground and threw them into the buckets to soak.

The wooden barrels were filled with elixirs researched by Wind Boundless, and they were boiled with the spiritual water in the Spirit Transformation Jar.

Training is not a day or two, but a protracted battle that will last for half a year, and both potions and spiritual water are crucial.

Yingjia looked at the few people who were so tired that they couldn't open their eyes when they were leaning on the barrel, and she was full of confidence in Dabi in August and September this year.

At the same time, I thought about whether I should also work hard to cultivate, after all, there are two-star, three-star, four-star, and five-star competitions after the end of the one-star, and the higher you go, the stronger the requirements for the highest strength of the sect, and you, as the sect master, can't hold back the promotion of the sect.

Time flies, and months have passed in the blink of an eye.

And during this period of time, Han Xue'er and the others also experienced a truly hellish cultivation.

Yingjia completely put them to death, and the intensity of the training was so high that every day when they were finished, they immediately lay down and fell asleep.

But the effect is also extremely amazing, after squeezing out the potential of each of them, the cultivation progress of the five people who participated in the training is also very obvious, and the result is very gratifying, but this experience has also become a nightmare for their life.

"Ahh

Under the afterglow of the sun, the group walked out, and the little black-faced man in the front stretched his hands with emotion, and then looked at the little girl on the right with an expectant look and asked, "Xue'er, are you going to go down the mountain to make skewers together tomorrow?" I heard that it is delicious!"

Han Xue'er shook her head and said, "I won't go, I want to rest for a few days." ”

Rejected by the goddess in her heart, the little black face was a little lost, and then turned her head and asked Bowen on the left: "Bowen, are you going?"

"I've had some insights in the past two days, and I need to take care of it and don't go. ”

Feng Wuya looked at the discouraged little black face, "Little black, you can invite the old man to go." ”

"I don't want to, you're going to empty my purse and don't want to spend my money again. ”

Cao Heizi dragged his tired body back to the dormitory, muttering all kinds of snacks in Shanxiafang City, climbing the mountain bed and falling asleep, full of fragrance.

The foot of Chunyang Sect Mountain is now very lively, since the negotiation with Qian Fugui, this guy is full of motivation, mobilizes the strength of the whole clan, invites a bunch of craftsmen, and builds the prototype of the Fang Market in half a month.

Then, in accordance with the way of Yingjiaism, it began to vigorously attract investment, including food, drink, housing and transportation.

Even because the Pure Yang Sect was too far away from the foot of the mountain, it unexpectedly developed an otherworldly version of the takeaway service, and Yingjia was simply stunned when he first bumped into it.

Yingjia did not prohibit this, after all, it is not easy to make money, and hereby let people build a pavilion 100 meters outside the sect, as a place to take takeaways, so that people can not get too close to the sect casually, and increase the work of the sect's guards.