Chapter 971: Hard Cultivation

No matter how earth-shaking the outside world is, the ancestral land of the Yi people is still quiet and peaceful.

At this time, it was the fourth year of Yi Yaoyao's wandering, twenty-two years old.

Ordinary people, at this age, are at the peak of their lives.

But Yi Xiaoyao is now practicing hard.

The ancestral land of the Yi people, which has been silent for thousands of years, is being screamed at this moment.

"Ahh Yes! Yes...... It hurts! ”

On the training ground, Yi Xiaoyao flew upside down like a broken sandbag and crashed into a huge Kunwu stone, the Kunwu stone did not move, but he fell weakly.

"That's not going to work, your comprehension speed is too slow!"

"It took three days to condense such a little bit of armor and domineering, not to mention that you still have to practice with the domineering spirit of the heart and eye and the domineering of the magic path, at this rate, how can you do it in three years!"

"Looks like I'm still overestimating you!"

The voice of the withered old man's reprimand resounded through the cultivation ground, constantly hitting Yi Xiaoyao's heart.

Under the words, another violent black gold fist slammed into Yi Xiaoyao on the ground.

Yi Xiaoyao jumped up from the ground suddenly, and his right fist was also covered with a layer of black and gold, facing the withered old man who had turned into black and gold.

However, the two fists collided, and he was still blown away without resistance.

After three days of hard training, Yi Xiaoyao only felt that his whole body had fallen apart, and when he lay on the ground, he felt that he had become one with the ground, and he could no longer stand up.

"It's only been three days, how can I just fall like this?"

A firm belief was always in Yi Xiaoyao's heart, and after muttering a word, he let out a heavy low roar and struggled to get up.

Seeing this scene, the withered old man's eyes moved slightly, and his face couldn't help but show a look of relief.

In fact, his previous blow to Yi Xiaoyao was not sincere at all.

Or rather, his words, quite the opposite.

Yi Xiaoyao's comprehension speed has exceeded the imagination of the withered old man, and he can condense the domineering power of the armor in three days, even when he is at the peak of the Yi clan, no one can do it.

"It's me who underestimated this kid's talent, and even more so his will!"

The withered old man secretly admired, he knew that Yi Xiaoyao would not only not be defeated under his blow, but would be more tenacious, so he had been reprimanding him extremely harshly.

It's just that I didn't expect that Yi Xiaoyao was tenacious to such a point.

I was shot away more than a thousand times in three days, and I was still able to stand up!

"Come again!"

Yi Xiaoyao roared at the withered old man, his eyes full of indelible firmness.

Spring goes and autumn comes.

After a spring and summer of hard training, Yi Xiaoyao's figure is still active on the training ground.

For some reason, the withered old man only appears during the day every day, and returns to the ancestral hall at night.

Therefore, Yi Xiaoyao can have a good rest every night.

However, he did not do so.

At this time, it was late at night, and the ancestral land of the Yi people also had a starry sky, even brighter than the stars outside.

Under the starlight, there was a low roar of heavy gasp.

"Eight hundred and one, eight hundred and two, eight hundred and three......"

I saw a huge Kunwu stone rising and falling, and under the boulder, a relatively ant-like figure was holding up its arms, repeating again and again.

At the beginning, Yi Xiaoyao couldn't shake the Kunwu Stone with all his strength, but now, he can lift the Kunwu Stone hundreds of times!

It is enough to see how much effort he has put in during this time.

Sweat had already soaked his whole body, and the ground under his feet formed a small tan, reflecting a little starlight.

As the heaviest thing in the world, Kunwu Stone is such a huge one, and every time it is lifted, it exhausts Yi Xiaoyao's whole strength, making him want to press himself under the ground.

But he still didn't stop, and a low cry continued to sound under his resolute gaze.

"Nine hundred and ninety-eight... Nine hundred and ninety-nine... Thousand! ”

Boom!

The ground shook, and after putting down the Kunwu stone, Yi Xiaoyao finally sat down on the ground.

"The goal has been reached, it seems that the armor is more domineering!"

He looked at the black and gold on his limbs, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a satisfied smile.

But then, Yi Xiaoyao's brows furrowed slightly.

"However, the cultivator said that only by leaving these one hundred and eight Kunwu stones from the ground at the same time can the cultivation of the domineering armor be ended, such a heavy stone, it is already very difficult to get one off the ground, how can it be one hundred and eight off the ground at the same time!"

After cultivating for such a long time, Yi Xiaoyao already knew that the name of the withered old man was Yi Xiu, and he also called him a cultivator.

And the first task that Yi Xiu set for Yi Xiaoyao was to get all the one hundred and eight Kunwu stones on the cultivation field off the ground, so that he would start to teach the heart and eye domineering.

Autumn goes and winter comes.

In the ancestral land of the Yi nationality, there is also snow, and it is amazingly large.

The first snow in this space, each snowflake is as big as an adult's palm.

In just one night, the earth was paved with a man-high white skin.

Early in the morning, Yi Xiu came to greet the snowflakes, and as soon as he came to the cultivation ground, he heard a loud laugh.

"Cultivator, I see! I know how to lift these one hundred and eight Kunwu stones off the ground at the same time! ”

Under the voice, there was just a vast expanse of snow, and there was no trace of Yi Xiaoyao at all.

The next moment, in the snow, a Kunwu stone suddenly rose into the sky, and instantly broke through the snow clouds above and disappeared into the sky.

And Yi Xiaoyao's figure finally appeared in the place where the Kunwu stone was placed.

At this moment, his whole body was already covered with black and gold, and he was looking at Yi Xiu with excitement.

"As long as the strength is enough, throw the Kunwu stone to a sufficient height, and before the first one falls, throw the remaining one hundred and seven out as well, and you can get off the ground at the same time!"

Yi Xiaoyao grinned, and after speaking, his figure flashed, and he came under the second Kunwu stone, hugged his arms, and suddenly raised it into the air.

Suddenly, the Kunwu stone roared up again, breaking through the sky.

Then came the third, and then the fourth...... The one hundred and eighth!

When the last Kunwu Stone flew up, the first Kunwu Stone from before just fell, and was kicked away again by Yi Xiaoyao, and smiled smugly at Yi Xiu.

"So what you came up with was this stupid method."

Seeing Yi Xiaoyao's pride and expectation of his praise, Yi Xiu still broke him a scoop of cold water.

When Yi Xiaoyao heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and let the Kunwu stones fall around like meteorites, causing the earth to shake.

Yi Xiu shook his head with a smile and said, "But although the method is stupid, it can be regarded as passing, starting today, let's practice the domineering of the heart and eyes." ”

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