At half past seven o'clock in the evening, all the students finally completed today's training. When Yang Jiaoxi announced "end of class", most of these martial arts students immediately collapsed, lying on the ground and crying bitterly.

"Tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon, start cultivating on time! If you're one minute late, practice for an extra hour! Yang Jiaoxi threw down a sentence with an expressionless face, slammed the door and left.

Many brave students lay on the ground and cursed in a low voice.

"It's a demon!"

"I'll go, this surnamed Yang is as ruthless as the legend, and there is no room for accommodation at all!"

The fat man struggled to stand up, but his hands and feet had long since lost his strength, and his huge body wriggled a few times like a fat worm, and finally fell back in despair.

"I'm cǎo, isn't this surnamed Yang dissatisfied, and he has vented all the fire on our heads, but it's bitter brother!"

His round head twisted, and he suddenly saw Huo Zongtang sitting beside him, meditating cross-legged like an old monk.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Huo Zongtang's eyes were closed, as if he were deaf, and his breath was very even and long, as if he had fallen asleep. The strange thing is that now everyone is practicing all over the stinky sweat and sticky, but the sweat on Huo Zongtang's body quickly turned into a ball of white gas, steaming, which is very strange.

And his breath is very smooth, calm and chic, in contrast to the people around him who are like dogs and almost foaming at the mouth.

Seeing that Huo Zongtang didn't speak, someone next to him said: "He ended his training an hour ago, and then he was like this." ”

"Is it too much consumption and falls asleep while sitting?" Someone said with a smile.

"Hahaha, that's right. You can sleep while sitting, it's a talent ......" The students around him quickly gained a sense of superiority, and the fatigue on their bodies seemed to be reduced a lot.

"Let's go, go for a medicinal fumigation physiotherapy. I heard that the school has recently purchased a new batch of medicinal herbs, and the effect is very good. After laughing, someone made a mention.

"Okay, go relax and relax. I've also heard that the university has hired a new physiotherapist with a master's degree in the sixth dan, and the technique is excellent. ”

"Yes, this is the peak of the recuperation treatment, and you may be able to see beautiful women. Ah, it would be nice to meet Senior Sister Liu Qingqing......"

"Senior Sister Qingqing, you dare to provoke, aren't you afraid to drink toilet water?"

After a period of rest, the students regained some vitality and talked and laughed. Then they went in groups, some went to recuperate, some went to eat.

When Huo Zongtang slowly opened his eyes, he was the only one left in the practice field.

Wait, why is there a thunderous snoring next to it? When I turned my head, I saw that the fat man was lying on the ground with his hands and feet open, with a line of saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he slept as soundly as a pig.

Huo Zongtang was speechless. Got up and walked to the door, paused, and walked back.

Stretched out his hand and patted the fat man's round fat face: "Hey, wake up!" Sleep here and get cold, get up! After a dozen strokes on the fat man's face, the fat man woke up unsatisfied.

"Uh," he said, sitting up with his head covered and looking around, "all gone?" ”

"Go home and sleep, it's not good for your health to lie here after excessive exercise." Huo Zongtang left a sentence and left first.

"Hey, hey!" As soon as he got out of the practice ground, the fat man shouted behind him and chased after him.

"What's your name? My name is Zhu Bajiao, although your martial arts skills are poor, but I see that you are quite kind, this friend, I made it! The fat man pretended to be bold.

Zhu Bajiao?

Pig! Eight! Warn!?

Huo Zongtang almost squirted, how much hatred did your parents have when they gave birth to you, and gave you this name. It's definitely not biological.

He forced a smile and shook the fat man's hand.

But look at this round and chubby figure, big belly, sexy nose, fan-like driving ears, and that silly expression...... This can't be more similar to the second senior brother of Bajie!

"Speaking of which, we are really destined! The sea of people is vast, God destined us to meet, and then practice together, after practicing, we have to sleep together, this is really providence! Zhu Bajiao sighed sincerely.

Huo Zongtang almost sprayed again, and immediately protested: "I didn't fall asleep just now, I was practicing and restoring my functions!" ”

I'll go, I don't want to travel through a world and go through nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties to get a foundation with the second senior brother of the eight precepts!

"Whew!" Zhu Bajiao glanced at him with disdain. "Just blow it! Among all martial arts, the Restoration Martial Arts is the rarest and most expensive. Even the lowest-level restoration method can only be practiced at the master's level or above, and the black market price is less than 500,000 units. Sleep and sleep, pretend to be anything. Don't worry, it's normal to fall asleep after cultivating, and I won't treat you like a pig. ”

Huo Zongtang was really speechless. Speaking of pigs, who can compare with you!

Besides, there are few martial arts in the Han Star World, but there are in the other world!

After he finished his cultivation just now, his steps were floating, his hands and feet were completely prostration, and the huge soreness and tiredness made it impossible to move half an inch of his body's muscles. In addition, the brain was dizzy for a while, as if Yan zhòng was deprived of oxygen, and it seemed that he was going to faint even by rolling his eyes.

In desperation, after Huo Zongtang took a short rest, he immediately meditated cross-legged and practiced the "Washing the Marrow Sutra". "Washing the Marrow Sutra" is a top-secret martial arts method in the previous life, which can not only refine qi, cultivate yuan, wash the marrow, keep an innate true qi, but also strengthen the body and restore the essence.

It can be said that this is not only the ultimate internal strength of the mind, but also the secret book of restoring and regulating body functions. At the end of his cultivation, Huo Zongtang was like a serious illness, but after meditating and practicing the "Washing the Marrow Sutra" for more than an hour, his energy had recovered by four or five percent.

Although the "Washing the Pulp Sutra" cannot completely replace the recovery physiotherapy of this world, for Huo Zongtang, who is in financial distress, this exercise is his greatest reliance on persevering in this kind of devilish cultivation.

"Let's go and go for a recovery treatment!" The fat man said familiarly.

"I don't have any money." Huo Zongtang also replied honestly.

"! You don't have any money, I have! Lao Tzu's pocket money is tens of thousands of yuan a month, and I can't spend it all, so you can help me spend it in the future! The fat man rolled his eyes, hugged Huo Zongtang without saying anything, and walked towards the "comprehensive area" of the martial arts teaching area.

The campus of the Zhenwu Academy is divided into three major areas: the martial arts teaching area, the literature teaching area, and the administrative management area. In addition to a variety of practice grounds and arenas, there is also a comprehensive area that integrates functions such as medical treatment, rehabilitation, and trading of medicinal materials and equipment.

The "Rehabilitation Hall" they will be going to is the Rehabilitation Physiotherapy Center that the university provides to students. Of course, none of the services here are free.