The torturer really knew that he couldn't escape this beating. Fortunately, gritted his teeth and prepared for the worst, and it would have been great if he had passed out sooner.

But when the first punch hit the center of the eyebrows, Xing Zhen finally confirmed that he still underestimated the methods of the peasant man Yuan Chungang.

This time, not only did the body endure boundless pain, but even the soul was shaken by the fist. One punch, the soul is almost shattered, and I don't know how many punches are waiting for me. Thinking of this, Xing Zhen couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp.

The pain of the body is fed back to the soul, and today the pain is directly felt on the soul. The distance between the two is self-evident, and the difference between the two is very different.

Smash the flesh, even if the bones are broken inch by inch. After all, it acts on the body, and the pain feels from the outside in. The concussive spirit, the pain is from the inside out, the diametrically opposite feeling, and the pain increases geometrically.

Rao is Xingzhen has always been tough and resistant to beatings, and after a few punches, he was in pain. couldn't help wailing, and Zhao Huan, the red-clothed boy outside the door, felt a chill down his spine.

What is hateful is that Yuan Chungang's hand is extremely measured, only making the punishment really painful, but there is no sign of coma.

Xing Zhen, who was leaning against the wall and receiving heavy blows, saw Yuan Chungang's mouth with a sneer out of the corner of his eyes. It's like saying that it's not so easy to want to be unconscious, and it's hurting enough.

Then Xing Zhen was sober and witnessed his body being smashed like mud. Although you can't see the soul, you can feel that the soul is on the verge of being broken.

Seeing the last punch smash into his eyebrows again, Xing Zhen barely managed to squeeze out a smile. I thought I could finally be unconscious, but I didn't forget to burst into foul language before I fell unconscious.

", you, mother. ”

The first time he burst into foul language, he thought that Yuan Chungang was deliberately torturing himself. This explosion is purely painful and can't be yourself, and you need to vent mentally.

The peasant man understood the true situation, and instead of being angry, he laughed extremely satisfied, and muttered to himself: "Yes, the soul is broken before he falls into a coma, and this resilience is really rare." ”

Then he went back to the floor and sat cross-legged, and ordered the boy in red to resist the execution. Then don't forget to come back and clean up the blood stains on the bamboo building.

Soaking in the liquid medicine again, Xingzhen began to giggle heartlessly again. This time, not only have the meridians been sufficiently expanded, but the soul perception that has not moved for a long time has actually increased significantly.

Xing Zhen sighed: "The soul is refined, and it really needs to be smashed and recondensed." "If you think about it, you have more important things to do at the moment, and let go of the rest.

It's time to sleep again, tormented by soaking for three days at a time, plus one night of sleep, and an endless cycle.

The difference is that the state of mind of the criminal heart has changed, and there is no need to wave the peasant man standing in the bamboo corridor after getting up in the morning. Consciously pulled the boy in red to the second floor, just like last time, first ate and then beaten.

Xing Zhen couldn't imagine where Yuan Chungang's bottom line was, and every hammer blow was a few points heavier than the last time. The peasant man could accurately judge the increase in his body and soul after Xingzhen was beaten. And then grasp the strength well, and every time it is to let the torture really die and come back to life.

After the foul mouth again and again, he was unconscious, and the young man's body, meridians, and soul were all shattered again and again, and then soaked in the liquid medicine to reorganize. After practicing again and again, the teenager was painful and happy.

The current punishment really does not resist being beaten, but is afraid. Every time I think of what happened in the bamboo building, I have an illusion of doubting life.

On this day, Yuan Chungang, a peasant man, sat in the center of the floor. And Xing Zhen leaned against the bamboo wall, cowering and not daring to step forward.

One big and one small one question and one answer.

"How many times have you been practiced by Ao?"

"Nine times. ”

"Do you feel anything?"

"Pain"

"Nothing else?"

"I feel like I can break through at any time, and I have enough foundations. ”

"Indeed, the second realm of martial arts is a key realm. How high and far the future achievements can go depends on how broad the foundation of the two realms is. Let's make up dozens of times today, give you a chance, and I will fight with you with the strength of the Second Realm. ”

"Okay, the door master is a good man, and he only uses the strength of the second realm. ”

"Of course, I'm a senior, and I have to say what I say. ”

After that, he didn't see Yuan Chungang make any moves, and his legs sitting cross-legged stood upright, as if he was directly rising from the ground. Without any extra words, he handed out his fist and went straight to Xingzhen.

The latter does not dodge or dodge, and has enough confidence in his second realm. Since you dare to fight, you will only know if you can do it or not.

The same opening style is back to meet the attack, and the two fists collide with each other. The boy does not take half a step back, and the man does not take half a step back. The young man was shocked by the other party's strength, and the man was satisfied with the other party's progress.

The bamboo in the bamboo building is by no means an ordinary bamboo, and it is safe and sound under the fierce and domineering style of the two of them. The strength is enough, but the experience of criminal truth is lacking. After attacking with all his might, Yuan Chungang seized the opportunity to hammer two punches.

It doesn't matter much, and we will fight again after adjustment. The tension in the bamboo building disappeared in an instant, and the peaceful Zhenhai style was handed out one after another.

No stormy waves, no stormy winds. Some are just undercurrents surging under the stability, seemingly innocuous confrontations, and there are hidden dangers and crises everywhere.

The fist power of the two continued to superimpose, and they inadvertently handed out more than a dozen punches each. Xing Zhen was surprised to see the technique, and it was indeed far from Yuan Chungang.

The two of them abruptly recoiled, then stood still. There is no boxing style and boxing, there is just my invincible momentum.

The sky-breaking style was handed out at the same time, and as soon as it collided, Xingzhen flew sideways like a kite with a broken string. The gap between experience and application cannot be bridged, and the teenager already knows it.

In his eyes, he suddenly saw that the man's momentum was changing, and his body suddenly rushed forward, which was already beyond the strength of the two realms, and he could really be defeated by non-criminal punishment.

The young man hurriedly spoke to stop him: "Master of the door, you have crossed the border. ”

The answer is really only a fist, and the fist is so strong that it makes Xingzhen desperate. Swinging his fist to block the attack, he didn't even touch the opponent's side.

The body hit the wall of the bamboo building and bounced back, and the head just collided with the opponent's fist. After being punched, Yuan Chungang's reply came: "The competition is over, and Ao Lian begins." ”

Even if Xing Zhen guessed the result, he was still dead after it was confirmed. What's even more helpless is that he can't resist after fighting, only patience and endurance, and finally he is unconscious after exploding foul language.

Zhao Huan, a boy in red, was carrying a bucket and swaying, sweating slightly on his forehead. He was very dissatisfied and muttered in a low voice: "What's wrong with Brother Xingzhen, not to mention the long soaking time this time, I used a lot of medicinal liquid." In the course of continuing, the reserves are gone. ”

Looking back, if you don't have a reserve sentence, you really don't have to continue to be beaten. The boy in red suddenly forgot about his tiredness, and cracked his big mouth and smirked.

Lift the wooden bucket and pour the liquid medicine into the vat, and wipe the sweat at will. I carried the wooden bucket to take the medicine again, and I was in a good mood and had no worries about doing things.

The thick liquid medicine in the water tank was gurgling, and the boiling water was constantly churning. It decreases at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the liquid becomes thinner and thinner.

The soaking Xingzhen had already woken up, and the pores around his body were dilated, like a closed door being opened. The heat poured into the body along the pores, pouring into the river-like meridians, gradually covering the riverbed and rippling.

As Xingzhen invoked the internal force in the meridians, the calm river began to surge, and the internal force surged and flowed all over the body. As the peasant man said when he was in the desert, only the great rivers could irrigate all the grain fields that passed through.

Xing Zhen felt something, and the internal force of the gaseous state was slightly liquefied at this time. The limit of the canal realm has been reached.

Xing Zhen secretly shouted: "Break", and naturally broke through to the three realms of martial arts. The silk realm has been completed, and the young man is overjoyed.

Breaking through the three realms is one step closer to knowing who the enemy of the mother and relatives is, and there is no need to be beaten in the future. Kill two birds with one stone, and the little mood is beautiful.

Suddenly, my heart tightened, and I felt that something was missing. Xing Zhen sank into his heart again and searched carefully, the Chengsi Realm is right, the real martial arts three realms are impeccable.

With a bang, a bucket of liquid medicine was poured over his head. makes the body of Xingzhen hot and instantly refreshing.

Xing Zhen finally found the reason, his body was practiced by Ao ten times, and his soul was also practiced by Ao nine times. The martial arts successfully advanced, ignoring the growth of the soul.

Thinking of this, Xing Zhen was not in a hurry to try. When I opened my eyes and looked around, I found that there was only the boy in red.

The hot throat surged and asked, "Is there any liquid left?" ”

The boy in red said with a little shame when he heard this: "There is not much, I'm afraid it won't be enough for the next repair." You said that there is no medicinal liquid, Master Yuan will let you go, right?"

Xing Zhen smiled knowingly, and asked: "It's hard work Zhao Huan, please take all the medicinal liquid." It doesn't matter if it's next time or not, this time it's going to be a success. ”

For the true words, the boy in red was very convinced. Without any doubts, he immediately said: "No problem, Brother Xingzhen, you wait." ”

Watching the red-clothed boy swaying away with a small bucket, Xing Zhen was more satisfied than grateful. Secretly, I said: "Thank you"!

The young man slowly closed his eyes again, carefully comprehending the spirit of the spirit. According to the mode of operation, gradually enter the state of cultivation.

At this time, the liquid medicine is not tumbling and boiling, but the speed of reduction and thinning is even faster. It's like there's a hole in the ground of a vat, and the surface of the water is visibly sinking.

Pouring the last bucket of liquid medicine into the tank, the boy in red held the edge of the vat with both hands. He was too short to look down on the vat, so he had to stand on tiptoe and stretch his neck to watch.

Xiao Tong was immediately shocked, and said again and again: "Brother Xingzhen, what are you doing, the liquid medicine is gone, why can't you come out yet." ”

The boy in red became more and more anxious, his little head looked at the sinking medicine in the vat, and looked back at the bamboo building behind him. Knowing that Xingzhen had reached the critical moment of cultivation, the little face became more and more nervous.

I was hesitating in my heart, whether I wanted to go up and discuss it with Master Yuan. Can you prepare some liquid medicine to help the torture really get through this pass.

The little one hesitated, wanting to go and worrying about being beaten. After being entangled for a long time, he clenched his hands into fists and said to the sky: "God bless!"

Then he took a difficult step out of his calf, which seemed to have crossed the sea of swords and fire. It was very difficult, but it was still exaggerated.

The small body leaned forward, ready to be heroically righteous.

Xing Zhen's voice suddenly came from behind him: "The liquid medicine is enough, thank you Zhao Huan." ”

The familiar sound that can be heard every day is indeed like a natural sound at this time. It's extremely pleasant to the ear, and it's peaceful and wonderful.

There is no need to bravely break into the ghost gate to close the bamboo building, and the boy in red suddenly turned around happily. was shocked to find that Xingzhen was like a different person.

The look is radiant and radiant, especially the clear eyes, and the depth cannot be seen. And in this small hut, there seems to be a living thing swimming.

The boy in red shouted with curiosity on his face: "Brother Xingzhen, why have you become a living person." ”

Xing Zhener smiled: "It's just a breakthrough." ”

The boy in red learned the movements of Xingzhen, scratching his head stupidly and being shocked: "I have also seen other martial artists break through, and there is no such a big change as Brother Xingzhen." ”

Xing Zhen patiently explained: "The divine soul has awakened, and it has been in the realm of divine awareness. ”

"Wow, Brother Xing Zhen has stepped into the Shenwu Double Cultivation!" The boy in red was very excited, jumping and clapping his hands and cheering. That little look is even more exciting than that he can cultivate both gods and martial arts.

"The punishment really came up. Not far away from the bamboo building corridor, the barefoot peasant man waved his hand and shouted. broke the excitement of the boy in white, and also ended the joy of the punishment.

Worried about being beaten again, he went up to the second floor with trepidation. Xing Zhen clenched his fists: "Thank you Yuan Sect Master for cultivation!"

"Why isn't there a Wuyun Dragon? What have you experienced before?" asked Yuan Chungang straight to the point.

Xing Zhen thought about it for a while, and said about the confrontation between the two dragons of ice and fire in the realm of martial arts.

Yuan Chungang looked into the distance and muttered, "The battle of the Great Dao is endless!"