Chapter 51: Good Words of Gold

Song Ying guessed correctly, those crabs waved their big pincers to provoke half a month later, and the number was even more than last time, and the entire beach was occupied by them, dense, like a nest of black ants. The crab carcasses on the beach are long gone, some of them have been swept away by the sea, some of them have been dismantled and eaten, and only a pile of crushed bones remains, adding to the mountain of corpses by the sea.

In the past few days, the cultivation of the two of them has made great progress, and in the face of the crab army again, they tacitly drew the weapons in the mustard seeds, plunged into the crab pile, harvesting their lives, and at the same time honing their will and swordsmanship.

In the early stage, he was still afraid of the crab's hard shell and agile movements, but in the later stage, Shangguan Yunting put forward a crazy idea - throw away the weapon and use the power of ** to fight the crab!

Song Ying looked at her tiny arm, and then looked at the sword covered in bruises in her hand, she really couldn't imagine what it felt like for her tiny arm to hammer on the crab shell that was as hard as iron, thinking that her hand would break first, right?

Song Ying didn't realize the changes in her body, she was as hard as iron, her strength was infinite, and many times she was beaten by a crab in battle, and she just snorted, and she could kill the other party with a change of hand, and there were no sequelae afterwards. All these signs indicate that their physical toughness is comparable to that of a steel-shelled crab, but they rely too much on their weapons to be unnoticed.

This kind of physical strength, Shangguan Yunting had also experienced it in his previous life, but it was in the late stage of foundation building, and now they have such an outstanding physique, and it will not be too painful to step into the foundation building. Everyone in the world thinks that once you can gather qi and practice, you will be a monk, but in fact, practicing qi is just the basic condition for becoming a monk, and if you want the entire cultivation world to nod and admit it, it depends on the foundation building thunder tribulation.

When the foundation is laid, the monk will suffer the first thunderstorm, which is related to whether the person can continue to practice, which can be described as the first wrath of heaven. Those who cultivate the truth, go against the sky, step into the foundation, and the heavens will send down punishments, aiming to sue this person, you have made me angry, weigh it yourself! If the monk is strong-willed, he will move forward bravely, but there are also those who are afraid and abandon the path halfway. What's more, those who can't withstand the thunderstorm will be killed on the spot. This is like parents slapping their children in the face, some people are fearless and still go their own way, some people are afraid of pain and will retreat, and some people are unlucky and are slapped to death by this slap! Children who continue to go their own way will be beaten in the future, but children who have restrained themselves will not, and those who die will serve as a lesson for the past.

If you don't want to be the unlucky child who was killed, forging is undoubtedly the best choice. This body is strong, and naturally it is not so easy to die!

But nowadays, many sects don't pay attention to the cultivation of their disciples, thinking that it is purely a waste of time, and they would rather believe in luck and the blessing of the ancestor than waste time for the sake of the chances of their disciples' lives. After all, the big families are outnumbered, and even if they lose half of each catastrophe, the rest is very objective. In the end, the time saved for forging their bodies was enough to put them ahead of the cultivation realm. After all, everyone will only pay attention to how many elites this family has, not how many survival rates there are in each tribulation!

If you want to say that this surviving monk, there is another way to choose, but Xun Xian asked, immortality is the original intention of many monks, and it is not easy to ask them to give up! In the end, he can only struggle between life and death, but without the support of a strong **, most of them will still die in the later thunder tribulation.

But the Wude Xuanmen is not the kind of ruthless sect, they care more about the life of each disciple than the prestige of the family. After all, people who become monks are all unfortunate people in the family, and they are often sent to cultivate immortals after both parents are lost. It's already pitiful enough, and it would be too unconscionable to let them risk their lives to cultivate immortals! As a hidden family, how could the Shangguan family care about these reputations that can be seen or eaten?

However, what can really make the cultivation world recognize you as a monk is not whether you can survive the foundation building thunder tribulation, but after building the foundation, you will truly break away from the reincarnation of the world. This does not mean that you can live forever, but that you will no longer be reincarnated after death, and you can only live forever by the incense of your disciples and grandchildren. Once the incense is gone, it will be extinguished!

Speaking of Song Ying, she is about to become a real monk, although her body is already very strong, but Shangguan Yunting wants to use guò to hit those crab shells to make Song Ying's body stronger, only then will it not be so dangerous when crossing the tribulation!

After Song Ying heard him tell the reason, she obediently agreed to his construction. After all, she didn't want to joke with her life. She died once, and she risked her life more than anyone else!

Shangguan Yunting was afraid that she would not be adaptable, so he took advantage of the crab tide to pick up the dead crabs on the beach and accompany her to practice.

Song Ying also knows that she is very powerful, and she is very cooperative. Punched tentatively towards the hard crab shell, the two things collided, and only a sound of "Qiang ~~" came out, and Song Ying's hand bounced back, not feeling pain, but a feeling of blood boiling! Song Ying no longer tempted, but slapped her palm on the blood-red crab shell with all her strength, and then there was a "click", and the crab shell cracked in response!

Seeing that the crab shell that had been cut off by the sword was shattered under his palm, Song Ying was a little dumbfounded, this is incredible! His white and tender little hands can actually split the crab shell! Is it possible to shoot stones? Song Ying decided to go out of the space and find a stone to try!

Shangguan Yunting was very pleased, his step-by-step persuasion finally worked!

In order to reward Song Ying, Shangguan Yunting was busy this day, and he came up with more than 30 dishes that were not the same! The crab shell, which is as hard as iron, is made into pots and pans by Shangguan Yunting, and the dishes are neither fumes nor sticky, and the fried vegetarian dishes have the fragrance of meat, which is very delicious. The large shells that were caught from the sea were washed with the water made of the elixir and used as plates.

More than 30 dishes, never the same, exquisite, excellent taste, so delicious that Song Ying couldn't wait to gnaw down on the plate of the dishes, but she just thought about it, but the "little fat man" had already put it into action, picked up the plate bigger than him, clicked and ate it!

No matter how delicious it is, it doesn't have to be like this, Song Ying thought as she looked at her bulging belly. But tonight's dinner is really delicious, and I can't blame him, if I had his teeth, maybe I would gnaw the plate with him! Song Ying said with a weak heart.

Shangguan Yunting looked at her bulging belly, and looked satisfied, his daughter-in-law really still has to raise herself!