He slowly closes his eyes, and sometimes it's good to let his mind go.

He could clearly feel the throbbing pain in his thighs, which was caused by the muscles being subjected to a certain limit.

Three hours is not a long time, and it is not very short to say that it is not very short, it depends on what kind of mentality you use to look at it.

Compared with before, Ling Feng found that this time he didn't seem to be so tired, his eyes were just closed, and he let himself enter a state of meditation, in the meditation space, he saw a young bud that had just emerged from the ground, full of vitality.

He bent down and gently stroked the leaves of the young shoot.

Unexpectedly, so hard.

Three hours passed quickly.

When he opened his eyes, the time on the timer in front of him had stopped, which meant that he had completed the mission.

In his excitement, he jumped to his feet.

Click.

However, in the next second, he was on his knees.

Broken legs?

Because his thighs have been in one movement for a long time, even if he kneels on the ground with a bang, and even his knees are broken, he doesn't feel a little pain.

But he still knew about the crunch sound that came out just now, it was the sound of broken bones.

Grass, after a moment of paralysis is gone, it must be very painful.

After a wry smile.

Ling Feng was ready for the pain that followed.

"Brother Feng, what are you doing on your knees?"

"Little San, why are you here?"

"I'm here to cultivate, and I'm going to awaken the martial soul in two days."

"Well, my leg is broken, you'll cure it."

Tang San's brows furrowed slightly, he seemed to be surprised how Ling Feng knew.

"Yes."

"Then you hurry up and help me heal it, and I can't feel pain while I'm numb now."

Tang San nodded, squatted down and gently rolled up Ling Feng's pants, and then touched the location of Ling Feng's blood.

"The bone in my right leg is misaligned, but it's fine."

I saw Tang San gently lift Ling Feng's right leg with one hand, and grab his ankle with the other, twisting and pulling it gently.

"Ahh

Ling Feng took a cool breath.

Pain!

Suddenly it reached the nerves of the brain, and the meridians on the forehead burst up.

Tang San's strength was too great, but it was no wonder that he practiced forging with Tang Hao every day, and now the strength of his arm had caught up with many adults, and even many adults were not as good as him.

A few minutes later, Ling Feng stood up in pain, the paralysis had passed, and the pain was self-evident.

But he still has one more task to complete.

Throw stones at the sky.

Pick up a stone from the ground, lean back slightly, and throw it out with the help of force.

"It's just boring."

At first, he was lucky enough to throw a high distance, but after throwing dozens of rocks in a row, his arm began to swell.

"Brother Feng, what kind of cultivation are you?"

Ling Feng said: "Throw stones to hit the sky." ”

Tang San was stunned, Brother Feng's training is really unique, this training method is extremely beneficial, he can train his arm strength in a relatively short period of time, in short, this training method is also one of the fighting skills.

The training time for throwing stones into the sky was thirty minutes, and Ling Feng had to complete five hundred throws to complete the task.

If he fails to complete this task, he will be punished.

If one hand doesn't work, then use both hands and throw it together, raise your arms flat, and throw them together.

Although this task was only thirty minutes of training, Ling Feng felt that when it was more than twenty minutes, both hands seemed to have reached their limit, and although he gritted his teeth and continued to throw, he could not exert a little strength.

The two arms did not have the slightest strength, as if they were hanging on the shoulders like old bacon, and there was no anger at all, but there were wonderful changes between the bones, and the muscles were even more ferociously expanded.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing today's training mission."

Hearing this crisp system prompt, Ling Fan fell down.

For him on the first day of training, it was hellish training.

The whole person was about to collapse.

In fact, this kind of training is extremely harsh for a seven-year-old boy, and the sudden attack of extreme training can easily lead to suffocation, or exhaustion and collapse.

But......

At the moment when his eyes were about to close and relax, a hot force quickly penetrated from Ling Feng's arm, flowed into the eight veins of the Qi meridian, and a comfortable heat in his chest was like a breath of fresh air rushing around his body, radiating to every part of his body.

It felt like training in bed, and it was very satisfying.

He took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, lit it and smoked it.

"Wow...... Cool, so comfortable. ”

Ling Feng exclaimed with a look of enjoyment.

This combination of pain and happiness made him feel that his life had reached its peak.

"Brother Feng, bring me your sorrow-dissipating cigarette, I see that you all enjoy eating this thing."

After Tang San cultivated for a while, seeing that Ling Feng was so intoxicated, he also wanted to try it.

"Give."

Ling Feng took out one and handed it to Tang San, and by the way, he also helped him light it.

Tang San had seen Brother Feng and his father eat this before, so he already knew what to do.

Just put it in your mouth and inhale.

At first, he was a little uncomfortable, but after a while, he savored the taste of the smoke of sorrow, and there was a faint fragrance that he couldn't say.

However, it does have a refreshing effect.

"It's so cool......"

"Cool!"

"Brother Feng, I didn't expect you to be so cool with this thing, give me a few more, I want more."

"No, you think I'm a wholesaler? The production cost of this is quite high. ”

In fact, he is a tall fart, and he is made by drying the blue silver grass and a kind of herb that can be seen all over the streets in the village, but Ling Feng also has his own secrets, and sometimes it is necessary to pretend to be forced in moderation.

The two lay together, enjoying themselves silently.

Ten minutes later.

Ling Feng opened his eyes, his legs suddenly bent hard, his hands supported the ground, and his body bounced up directly.

Lay on the grass!

It's just the first training session today, and it's so awesome.

"I didn't expect that the gap after the body's training enhancement surpassed the limit would form a rebound effect, this is the power of transformation, it is very powerful, even if I don't have the blessing of Xuantian Gong like Xiao San, if I continue in this training way, it is strong enough!"

But......

Forget it, I only blame myself for being too lazy before and not training.

Ling Feng flicked his arm.

He felt as if his arm strength had grown, and he felt cold.

If you look closely, his meridians are crystal clear light blue.

What's going on?

"System, what's wrong with me?"

"Ding, this is the newcomer gift package given by this system, blood fusion."

Note: Bloodline fusion is to transform the meridians of the host's whole body to achieve the effect of transforming the host's essence, and today's training task is to activate this reward.

"Now the host's physique has surpassed ordinary people by a hundred times, and when the martial soul awakening opens, the soul power will also awaken with it."

it!

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