White snow, under the big tree, one old, one young.

As soon as the morning dawned, there was a child wearing thick clothes, practicing punching, punching, and jumping over and over again.

Linca's white face was already red from the cold wind, and he couldn't care about the fluttering snow.

Even in the daytime, the place was cold, and Linca's thin body looked so thin in such an environment.

Next to him, there was an old man with fairy wind bones standing not far from Linca, holding a branch broken from a tree as a stick.

"Tighten your fists, raise your legs, and inhale" reminds Linca from time to time to say a sentence or two.

In such an environment, such a scene is full of warm feelings, but Rinca is only a six-year-old child.

This is Linca's morning class, and it is not an occasional morning class, but a morning class that Linca has to do every day.

Since that day, Rinka's apprenticeship was successful, and now he is practicing these simple movements with the Master every morning, and then resting and practicing these basic movements repeatedly until Rinka's Master tells Linka to stop.

"Exhale, hold it, exhale" The old man taught him the method of breathing and exhaling while Linca was resting,

Linca didn't understand either, but he still breathed and breathed according to the master's request.

It's a hard training, and Linka persevers every day against the cold wind, knowing he's heading in a good direction.

"Didn't you say that you would teach me the Great Dao Flying Technique, didn't you say that the Great Dao Flying Technique was more powerful than the strongest Nine Heavens Sword Technique in the world, I want to learn the Great Dao Flying Formula, I want to learn the Great Dao Flying Formula. Rinca began to shout, and a childish voice sounded in the snow.

"What to shout, what to shout, what do you know, thousands of tall buildings rise from the ground, what kind of physical quality are you now, how can you bear the backlash brought by these advanced exercises, your body can't even stand this cold wind, what do you want to do, practice honestly" The old man said impatiently, and directly poured cold water on the fire in Linka's heart.

Hit by the old man like this, Linka quietly trained these basic movements.

"The current cultivation does not pay much attention to the cultivation of the physical body, the cultivation of the physical body has to work hard since childhood, the cultivation of the physical body a thousand years ago was a must for every cultivator, and now most of them put the cart before the horse, constantly chasing powerful moves, but forgetting the energy of this body" The old man still explained to Lin Ka.

I have to say that the old man's training does have a set, Linca from the beginning of the weak wind, to now obviously feel a lot of body solid, now Linca is a stronger body under the thick clothes.

Moreover, Linca's body has been able to adapt to the environment on the mountain, and he is no longer afraid of the cold wind and the fluttering snow in this extremely cold place.

When you rest, after breathing and breathing,

Rinca straightened his clothes and found a green fruit from inside his clothes.

This is the fruit plucked from the tree, the great tree that has been struck by lightning, the fruit of the lightning strike,

Eating a lightning struck wood fruit, the fruit is sweet, and the wooden beads on Linca's body emit a faint light, which is very comfortable, which slows down the tiredness of Linka's training.

Practicing this basic skill day after day, the old man added some movements to Linka every once in a while, constantly stimulating Linca's physical limits, although it was very hard, but Linca slowly persevered.

。。。。。。

Until one day the old man stopped adding other movements to him, and this set of basic skills was all learned.

"You still have to insist on practicing this set of basic skills, your body has little effect on practicing on this mountain, start training other content from today" Lao Tzu looked at Lin Ka playfully.

"Okay, Master" Linka was very well-behaved, he didn't know what to train next.

"This is my Purgatory Tower, there are different environments in it, I'll take you in it to exercise" The old man took out a small white seven-story tower.

If, let people know, the famous Purgatory Tower is only taken out for a child to train to enhance his physique, I don't know what those people will think, I guess they will go crazy!

As soon as Linca's eyes changed, he came to a prairie.

"This is the first layer of the Purgatory Tower, this is a boundless prairie, this prairie is called Green You, okay, you start cultivating" The old man didn't say anything, his eyes looked around, it seemed that he hadn't come to this Purgatory Tower for a long time.

Lin Ka began to practice the basic skills, began to practice the basic movements over and over again, practiced for a while and took out the lightning strike wood fruit he had secretly brought from his clothes, sat down and breathed and breathed, the wooden beads on his chest still emitted a faint light.

"Do you feel anything?" asked the old man after Rinca had finished training.

"It doesn't feel like much, the wind here is more comfortable than the wind in the mountains," Linka said bluntly.

"Stupid" old man is just one word.

Lin Ka began to observe this prairie, he had never been to the prairie when he was so big, he had been training with his master in the mountains during this time, the wind here was very comfortable, and he was not so tired after training, so he couldn't help but practice the basic skills again, and his body was warm.

Suddenly, Linka found that his body recovered, really faster than in the mountains, usually after practicing a set of basic skills, he would reach the limit of his body, he needed to rest and rest, eat lightning struck wood fruit to recover, at this time he didn't reach the limit here, and he could practice again. That's a bit unusual.

"It's a bit of a savvy," the old man saw what Rinca had discovered.

Suddenly, the scene changed, and Rinca had left the green savannah and came to a large desert.

Linka swallowed his saliva, obviously feeling that the wind in the air was hot, and the extremely dry environment made Linca very uncomfortable, and he was a little thirsty, so he couldn't help but feel a lightning struck wood fruit and swallowed it, so that his body felt a little more comfortable.

"This is the second layer of the Purgatory Tower, the Yellow Desert, you start practicing" The old man was also tepid.

With the experience of the first layer, Lin Ka began to understand that different environments have different effects on exercise, and began to train a set of basic skills.

In this yellow desert, Lin Ka's usual set of basic skills has reached the limit without being able to complete the training, tired to sit down to rest, the yellow sand on the ground is still a little hot, and he took out a lightning strike wood fruit and swallowed it, gasping for breath, and the wooden beads on his chest were shining.

"How do you feel?" the old man asked

"Hot" Linca is just one word

There are also very few words to "retrain" the old man.

Linka insisted on practicing another set of basic skills, reached the limit halfway, and wanted to give up, but Linca still persevered, gritting his teeth, tired and panting.

"It's too weak," the old man shook his head angrily at Linca's appearance,

But the old man didn't think that this year's Linca is only six years old, and other people's six-year-old babies are still growing up under the care of their parents, and now the six-year-old Linca has done very well and can exercise in various environments in the Purgatory Tower.

Suddenly the scene changed again, leaving the Yellow Desert, Rinca thought he could rest, but he didn't expect a choking smoke to blow in the wind, this is a volcanic world.

"This is the third layer, the Red Flame Volcano. Try it," the old man said, and looked around. The surrounding volcanoes erupt some hot gas from time to time

The scorching heat made Linca a little unbearable, swallowing the lightning strike wood fruit was still very uncomfortable, barely started training, still failed to persevere, tired and speechless, the skin on his body was burned red.

"Let's go, go home. ”

As he spoke, the old man had already taken Linka back to the wooden house on the mountain, and the purgatory tower was in the old man's hands, and Linka suddenly felt that the wooden house was still very comfortable. It's much more comfortable than that big desert and volcano

"What do you feel?" the old man had said very little since he took out the Purgatory Tower

"Different environments seem to have different effects on me, the same set of training can be done here, and it is even difficult to breathe inside the Purgatory Tower," Rinca recalled.

"Bullshit realization, from today onwards, I will practice by myself, it is too weak. Even the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force can't sense it," the old man scolded directly.

Linka could only walk away silently and go to training.

"Come back, this is the spirit card of the Purgatory Tower, with the spirit card, you can freely enter the Purgatory Tower, and if you can't hold on, you will come out. The old man looked at Linca's dejected appearance, but he couldn't help but say.

"Also, this Purgatory Tower is also for you, go and feel it yourself, but what happened in the Purgatory Tower, you have to tell me, this Purgatory Tower has a total of seven floors, and now you can only open the first three layers, and the back four layers are not enough energy, you can't open it, you can't enter it for the time being" The old man said lightly.

"Thank you, Master" Although Lin Ka lamented the harsh environment inside, Lin Ka knew that this Purgatory Tower should be a treasure, after all, the treasure that was not placed in the Xiangyun Ring may have been carried by the master.

Such rigorous training will be repeated on Linka every day, and every time he cultivates, he will lay a solid foundation for Linka.

This.. This old man's devil training. To this six-year-old boy. It's really...