The news of going back had already reached Wuhou Mansion, and Wuhou immediately sent an extremely luxurious van. Originally, Wuhou also tried his best to invite Gu Xue to Wuhou Mansion as a guest, but Gu Xue needed to stabilize the realm at this time. The king who had just arrived was not lovesick, and he also had to spend a lot of time to understand, so he had to refuse.

In the mountains, everyone really found the ore vein. This vein is owned by the Gu family, and Zhai Hengzhan, Qingluan, and Princess Mingzhu will all share in its profits. Several people plan to reduce their share, and Gu Xue, who inherited Wang Bu Lovesickness, is destined to become a Tianlu-level martial artist, and it is more important to be friendly with Gu Xue. However, Gu Xue still adhered to the plan discussed before, and she didn't take the veins too seriously.

"Ah Xue, I'm leaving!" Tang Tian jumped into the van, waved his arms, and said loudly: "Ah Xue, work hard! I will play with you in the future!"

Gu Xue had a smile on her face and nodded seriously and resolutely: "Hmm!"

She held the wide Wang Bu Si Chop with one hand, and her long sky-blue dress and long black hair fluttered in the air. She stood on tiptoe, raised her right wrist, and waved desperately to Tang Tian. Watching the van go away, watching the figure go away.

The warm sunshine shone on the verdant distant mountains and the blue sky, and the girl quickly cleaned up the loss and sadness in her heart. The girl who raised her head had a warm and strong face on her face.

Snow white screaked into a fist.

Imitating Tang Tian's tone, Gu Xue shouted loudly.

"God-like girl, come on!"

She was amused by her actions, grinning, her eyes curved like crescent moons, and the pleasant expression of a cat.

Ah Xue must cheer up, and when you see him again, you must scare him......

Squinting her eyes and smiling lightly, Gu Xue said softly to herself in her heart.

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The van was speeding in the air, and this time, in order to prevent accidents, the star lord and the four major deacons carefully guarded them along the way.

The van is very luxurious and has a lot of space, and everyone has their own room. The little girl was originally going to travel, and begged the teacher to release the handsome Uncle Magic Flute, but as soon as Tang Tian entered the room, he never went out again.

Southern Cross Corps Boot Camp.

The three of Bing, Ghost Claw, and Magic Flute stood side by side, staring at Tang Tian, who was cultivating the Fire Scythe Ghost Claw.

"Sixth-order learning is a bit early. Bing looked like a veteran and pretended to say: "According to my years of experience, it is not a good thing to pull out seedlings to help them grow. ”

Ghost Claw said coldly, "Haven't you been doing this kind of thing?"

Bing was speechless, indeed, the cultivation he designed for Tang Tian was far beyond Tang Tian's true power level.

The Magic Flute watched with interest, and he was full of interest in both of them. Especially Bing, the soul general of the Southern Cross Corps, has survived to this day, he is very surprised. Although the origin of the ghost claw is not as prominent as that of the soldiers, it is not an ordinary level to be able to create a master-level claw method by itself.

But what made him most curious was this magical station. The Magic Flute could clearly feel that his strength was quietly recovering, and although it was slow, it still surprised him. Over the years, his power has been draining and he can't do anything about it. When his power is exhausted, it is the day he dissipates, which is an inevitable result for any soul general.

I didn't expect that there is such a magical place in this world......

The magic flute began to integrate into the life of the station, and soon found a new pleasure, that is, soldiers and ghost claws torturing Tang Tian.

He was also very curious about Tang Tian, a young man who was not affected by the slow sound of the flute was really rare. This alone is extraordinary.

Soon, his interest became even stronger.

What will a funny teenager with unlimited potential become when he is tossed by two powerful teachers?

Tang Tian was engaged in a very boring cultivation, and in front of him was an incomparably thick anvil, and his ten fingers were infused with true power, constantly rubbing back and forth on the anvil.

Tang Tian was sweating profusely, his eyes were wide, and he used the strength to feed, his ten fingers constantly grinding the anvil, sparks splashed, and iron sand and sweat flew sideways.

"This is your Fire Scythe Ghost Claw?" Bing was a little disdainful: "Hey, I'm handing over Xiao Tang Tang's precious cultivation time to you, and you are responsible for it." Don't find some unobtrusive rural cultivation methods and waste everyone's time. ”

"I'm a redneck. Ghost Claw said coldly.

The soldier choked, and at this moment, Tang Tian had already worn through the anvil in front of him, and the ten fingers of his hands felt almost none of his own. With ten fingers, he grinded through a thick anvil with a thickness of 20 centimeters, and he actually did such a boring thing.

Tang Tian gasped, his ten fingers arched like chicken feet, and he couldn't stretch them.

"Well done!" Bing applauded vigorously, squinting his eyes and praising loudly: "Such a cultivation without technical content is really not worthy of a god-like teenager." Only the chief instructor of the Southern Cross Corps like me is well versed in orthodox cultivation methods......"

"Shut up!" Devilpaw said impatiently, "Why didn't I notice you being so noisy before?"

Bing was furious and was about to speak, Tang Tian gasped and said, "What is the next cultivation?"

He sharpened this anvil for three whole days.

"As usual. Ghost Claw said.

"As usual?" Tang Tian was stunned for a moment, looking at the anvil that had been worn by him: "I've finished grinding!"

"That's just the beginning. Ghost Claw said coldly.

Knock knock!

Countless anvils rained down from the sky and filled the room. Dense and neat, at a glance, it actually made Tang Tian feel dizzy, and he said in a trembling voice: "How much do you have to grind in total...... How many?"

"Ten thousand. Ghost Claw said lightly.

Tang Tian almost fainted, grinding through 10,000 anvils......

"If you want to cultivate a master-level fire sickle ghost claw and grind through these ten thousand anvil irons, with your qualifications, there should be no problem. Ghost Claw said calmly.

"10,000 yuan, one piece for three days, that's 30,000 days, plus 6,500 yuan, you can practice for ten years! The soldiers sneered at each other: "After practicing a seventh-order master-level claw technique for five years, has your head been caught by the door?"

"I've already taught you the method, if you can't practice it, it's your own choice. "Ghost Claw ignored the soldiers and went straight to Tang Tiandao.

10,000 anvils......

Rao is Tang Tian, and he can't help but be a little daunted.

Tang Tian took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "I'll practice!"

Isn't it just 10,000 anvils? Compared to the basic martial arts cultivation of the past, the number is far worse. There are no shortcuts to all martial arts. He thought of the stone ladder carved out with a sword in Buzhou Mountain, and thought of the dense sword marks in the cave, and every path leading to a master-level martial art must be extremely difficult.

What's more, he has a new barracks, and in terms of time alone, he has much more than others.

Without saying a word, Tang Tian began the long journey of grinding the anvil with difficulty.

Little by little, time passed.

Tang Tian quickly found the trick, the powerful intuition of the Silver Martial Soul made him have an unusually keen sense of the flow of true power, and after stepping into the sixth order, the true power expanded to many corners that he couldn't reach before, and his control over the body was also significantly strengthened.

Tang Tian soon discovered that the entire palm of his hand was infused with true power, but the effect was not good. However, if a thin layer of true power is attached to the finger belly, it can not only greatly reduce the consumption of true power, but also improve the effect of friction.

Tang Tian's ten fingers were like ten iron rods, rubbing back and forth on the anvil, and sparks flew up.

"Tang Tian is very smart. The magic flute was a little amazed, Tang Tian's efficiency increased rapidly, from one piece in three days, to one piece a day, and then to three pieces a day, but it only took ten days.

"Clever?" Bing looked at the magic flute in surprise: "You actually think he is smart, to be honest, I have never seen anyone more stupid than him, arithmetic within a hundred, ten times wrong ten times." It is estimated that his teacher back then must have been angry to death many times. ”

The magic flute remembered Tang Tian's usual performance, and suddenly couldn't help laughing: "He is indeed not too clever in his usual life. ”

"Isn't it too clever?" Bing laughed: "He can be two, he can be stupid, his brain can't turn at all, such a guy, you actually only used one sentence is not too clever, you are too hypocritical." ”

"You are similar to Tang Tian now. Devilclaw said coldly.

Bing was furious: "Are you insulting me?"

"Yes. Devilpaw nodded.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, the magic flute hurriedly changed the topic: "But I think he cultivates very quickly." ”

Bing was really diverted: "In terms of cultivation, this guy is an out-and-out genius. However, you must not use the kind of theory of the academic school, this guy's IQ is close to zero, and he will definitely not understand those complex theories. But if you throw him into a desperate situation, you will find that he must be the last one to come out alive. ”

Bing muttered, "I have encountered such recruits before, I call them Fauvism. They are like beasts, they are not smart, but they have amazing intuition, and they can practice martial arts and get started quickly. The important thing is that Fauvist guys often have pure hearts and unusually obsessiveness. When the two are combined, they are like bursting into a dazzling light. ”

"That's true. The Magic Flute agreed.

"If the Fauvists are in the academy, they will be miserable, they are always not good at theory, they are born wild, practical people. Actual combat and desperate situations are the most suitable cultivation places for them. "Bingdao.

The Magic Flute was a little curious: "Did you have a very powerful Fauvist sect that you cultivated before?"

Bing nodded: "Yes, but the Beast Sect is often the easiest to die, and actual combat can make people progress, but the elimination rate of actual combat is also much higher than that of other cultivation methods, and it is easy to die." A lot of gifted Fauvists died very young. ”

Ghost Claw didn't speak, just stared intently at the sparks that were rubbing out of the sweaty Tang Tian.

His eyes flickered with an imperceptible light.