As the time approached noon, the sun became hotter and hotter, and the sweat of the people standing under the shade of the trees to enjoy the cool could not be stopped.

However, there is one person who is different, running around the road outside Qingqiu City under the scorching sun.

That person was none other than Ye Moshu.

At this moment, Ye Moshu has finished doing push-ups, sit-ups, squats and other exercises, and is doing the last 10-kilometer run.

"This little girl is really desperate, I saw her refining here early in the morning, and now it's noon, and she's still exercising!"

"Yes, yes, such a big sun, even if it is a monk in the foundation building period, I am afraid that it will be unbearable, not to mention that this little guy is still a cultivator."

"Alas, look at her sweaty head, red face, and constant panting, obviously her body can't hold on, and she still doesn't stop to rest for a while, alas."

The people watching from the sidelines kept pointing, commenting, and whispering discussions.

That's right, Mo Shu has been exercising at high intensity and vigorously for several hours since Fengluo issued the order in the morning, and has been exercising at high intensity and vigorously for several hours now!

Even if Mo Shu is a monk in the Qi cultivation period, I'm afraid he can't be tired, not to mention that Mo Shu is still an ordinary person with no cultivation at all?

What's more, Mo Shu's body at this time has also completely collapsed, the scenery in front of him looks blurry, his ears have produced a slight tinnitus, his legs are as heavy as ordinary lead, he is sweating profusely, and he is panting for breath with every step.

"Mo Shu, come and drink saliva, rest for a while and then continue!"

Fengluo on the side couldn't help but persuade her, because the character she assigned to Mo Shu was a task for a day, and the original plan was to complete one, rest for a while, and then continue, a total of one day to complete.

But who knew that Ye Moshu actually persevered in one go, and even wanted to finish it all in one go!

As a cultivator, Mo Shu's physical state at the moment, Feng Luo can naturally see through it at a glance, Mo Shu's physical fitness has reached the limit, and he will even faint anytime and anywhere, and he continues at this moment, completely relying on perseverance!

"Oh my God, what a persistent little guy!"

Fengluo couldn't help but cover her little mouth, and was extremely surprised.

Looking at Ye Moshu in front of him, his eyes were already distracted, and he was afraid that his will was blurred, and he was moving forward completely by relying on his body's instinct and subconscious.

Even if it was Fengluo, a dignified Jindan period monk, who traveled south and north to see a lot of power, he couldn't help but be deeply shocked by Mo Shu!

Maple Fall had tried to forcibly stop Mo Shu more than once, but in the end they all stopped, because Maple Fall also wanted to know where Mo Shu's limit was.

"Such a hard little guy, it seems that our school has picked up a treasure this time! Not to mention the roots and bones, just relying on such persistent perseverance, the little guy will definitely become a strong man in the future! ”

Fengluo shook his head, thinking to himself.

"Huhuhuhu..."

Ye Moshu struggled forward, every step he took, he needed to gasp for breath, his cheeks that were still red before had turned pale, and it seemed that every breath was extremely difficult.

"There are three kilometers left, come on!"

Mo Shu was already a little overdrawn, looked at the pedometer and timer, shook his head, and continued to move on.

"There's still an hour, no, I can't stop!"

Mo Shu, who bent down to support his knees and buried his head in his mouth, took a deep breath, then gritted his teeth and took the heavy step and continued to move forward.

"Little Moshu, rest for a while! No hurry, there is still time in the afternoon. ”

Behind him, the sound of maple falling came again.

Ye Moshu shook his head and smiled bitterly in his heart: "Teacher Fengluo, it's not that I don't want to rest, it's that I don't have enough time!" ”

That's right, Mo Shu is indeed very short on time.

It stands to reason that Fengluo's assignment of tasks was originally a day, and Mo Shu didn't need to be in a hurry, but Mo Shu was so desperate, but it was for another reason.

As soon as the task of Fengluo was arranged in the morning, the system was "dingdong" in Mo Shu's mind.

"Please complete the task of Fengluo before noon, the task is successful, the host opens the line of repairing Allah and the attribute bar of repairing the truth, and gets a special lottery once, the task fails, the host can never cultivate the truth!"

With the system's words, Mo Shu didn't say a word for an instant, and quickly began to complete Fengluo's task.

After all, the reward or anything is not mentioned for the time being, the punishment alone makes Mo Shu unbearable!

Never be able to fix it?!

What is this concept?

When you cross over to the realm of cultivation where strength is respected, but you can never cultivate the truth, in other words, you become the same as ordinary people.

That's right, although there are hundreds of billions of billions of people in the Cultivation Continent, there is only a little bit of cultivation that can be cultivated, and the total number of cultivators is not as large as that of some of the larger mortal empires.

But just a handful of cultivators are the masters of the entire Cultivation Continent!

Even those ordinary people who dominate the Tianjiao generation and control the lives of hundreds of millions of people are just ants in the eyes of the lowest-level Qi cultivation period cultivators.

So if Mo Shu can't cultivate the truth, how can he, who has always regarded himself as the protagonist, endure it?!

So Yemo Shu didn't say a word, didn't drag the mud and water at all, and was not afraid of hardship or tiredness, so he quickly trained.

It's already twelve o'clock in the middle of the day, and it's eleven to one o'clock in the afternoon, in other words, there is still an hour left in Moshu!

The last 10 kilometers of the long run, or the last 3 kilometers, if it is usual, only three kilometers, more than 10 minutes and 20 minutes to finish.

But what about Moshu now? He had completely collapsed, he couldn't even straighten his body, and his legs couldn't help but tremble with every step.

"No, I can't give up, it's still the last three kilometers, come on Moshu, you can do it!"

Mo Shu gritted his teeth, cheered himself up in his heart, and then endured the discomfort all over his body and continued to move forward.

One step, one more step.

Sweat dripped from Mo Shu's body, so much so that there was a long trail of water wherever he had passed along the way.

"Ahh

In the end, his legs couldn't help but weaken, and Mo Shu fell.

"Damn, there's only one kilometer left!"

Looking at the last fifteen minutes in the timer, and finding that his legs were completely unable to stand up, Mo Shu struggled inwardly.

Two small figures appeared above Mo Shu's head, a black demon and a white angel.

The black demon followed the temptation: "Forget it, give up, it's better to rest for a while if you're so tired!" It's a big deal that the task fails, just give the system py! ”

The white angel nodded repeatedly: "Mmmm, upstairs is right!" Listen to him, yes! ”

Mo Shu wanted to cry without tears at the moment.

py or not, this is the problem.

After all, according to the urine nature of the system, if you come to eat and wipe clean and then turn your face and don't recognize people, who will cry and complain when the time comes!