This is a long and narrow mountain stream, with steep mountain walls on both sides, and Dugu Yan took Qianmo to the bottom of the cliff on one side. ~with~dream~small~say~щ~suimеng~lā

"The top 100 zhang is the base of the Hades Temple, you go up by yourself. If you want to become a master, I have a piece of advice for you:

The stronger your muscles and muscles, the more internal force they can withstand.

"Endless dantian, endless body, endless qi!"

"You know?" Qian Mo raised his head sharply and looked at Dugu Yan in disbelief.

Dugu Yan raised his head, looked at the sky and sighed: "I don't know, I've just heard of it, but I didn't expect it to really exist......"

He suddenly turned around and grabbed Qian Mo's shoulder, leaned closer to him and said in a low but extremely serious voice, "Remember, what you are cultivating is the 'Ancient Immortal Body' in ancient legends!" ”

"Uh-huh!" As soon as Dugu Yan's words fell, he suddenly snorted, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"What's wrong with you?" Qianmo grabbed his arm, could it be that he was injured just now to help him?

"It's fine." Dugu Yan stretched out his finger and scraped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Ancient Divine Technique, really extraordinary...... just leaked a name, and he will be punished by heaven.

"Huh...... Got it? Dugu Yan coughed twice, apparently saying that name just now, which made him hurt a little, "Body!" Ahem......"

"Say no more!" Qianmo's face showed urgency, "I understand!" He looked at Dugu Yan's eyes and nodded affirmatively, "I already understand!" ”

"Good, good!" Dugu Yan patted him on the shoulder, and after breathing a sigh of relief, his face finally improved a little, "If you don't know how to do it, ask Ke Yu, this kid has been polished since he was a child and has rich experience." ”

"Good!" Qian Mo did understand what he meant, a "body", this ancient immortal body focuses on the cultivation of the body. His mind couldn't help but think of the giant who stood on the top of the sky, his flesh and blood had a vitality that could bring a world to life. What a domineering physique it is.

And he has to work in that direction. At least it can't live up to the prestige of the wilderness.

It's just that he didn't expect that the first step in his efforts was to be beaten. When he climbed the cliff and passed the trap into the training base of the Hades Temple, he then told Ke Yu that he was going to undergo the training he had been training since he was a child. He began endless days of beatings, and he couldn't fight back.

"Bang!" The stick with the thickness of his arm swept over and hit Qianmo's back with a muffled sound.

"Hmm!" Qian Mo's feet were firmly tied to the horse's steps, and the impact on his back hit him with a dull pain. But he can't resist, he can't fight back, and he can't even use internal force to dissolve that force.

"Yes, that's it!" Ke Yu stood aside and said lightly, "Don't block it, don't be nervous, keep your muscles relaxed, you must use meat to carry it!" ”

"Bang bang bang!"

After a while, Qianmo's back quickly swollen.

"A thousand strokes, alright, now the arm." It was a black face that beat him with a thick stick, without internal strength, but with great strength.

Qian Mo gritted his teeth and hung his arms on his knees at his sides: "Come on!" ”

"Bang!"

"Shhhh

"Bang bang bang!"

"Hiss-hiss-"

Qian Mo glanced at Ke Yu, who was constantly hissing on the side, and shook his head: "When will the martial arts conference start?" ”

"The second day of the fifth month."

Knowing Dugu's identity, Qianmo naturally guessed Ke Yu's identity. Shangguan Hero has four major generals under him, Dugu Yan and Zhan Ruogu are together, Yu Yong he has seen, then the remaining one should be Dayan's general Ke Zecheng, that is, Ke Yu's father.

Now Qianmo also understands why the Flying Pigeon League has such a big ability and network, because they are an organization under Shangguan Hero, and it can also be said to be Dayan's organization.

"Why should Shangguan Hero agree?"

"Invitations!" Ke Yu rolled his eyes, "Ordinary people can't go yet, I don't have an invitation, and my master has one in his hand." But! Ke Yu, who was rolling on the pegboard, was so excited that he forgot that he was on the pegboard, and raised his hand to shoot down.

A cry resounded through the valley, and the chaifu who was chopping wood on the slope outside the mountain stream thought that the wolf was coming, so he ran away, and even dropped his firewood knife.

Ke Yu looked at his hornet-like hands, and his face twitched. His temperament is still too bad, no wonder his master also said that he still needs to be tempered, and it is not suitable to go there.

"But what?"

"Hey, do you have any sympathy, I have a hand injury like this now, don't you care?" Ke Yu helplessly raised his hand and complained while rolling on the nail board, "Why do you want me to roll the nail board, it will hurt me." ”

"In order for you to remember, there are dangers all around you," Qian Mo glanced at his hand, "Don't be impulsive. ”

"I'm not usually impulsive...... Ke Yu pouted, isn't it for the bloody spider silk.

A thousand strokes of the arm were done again, and the stick was broken. The black face behind him was replaced by a thicker stick, facing his calf. There was too little meat there, and each stick was firmly hit on the calf bone, and each blow was extremely well controlled, just the constant but most painful force of the bone.

He was already grinning and panting as he stood there, and if it weren't for Ke Yu's gag on the side, he probably would have had a hard time.

"What did you just say?" The pain was getting more and more painful, and he couldn't breathe so much that he could only divert his attention by himself.

Ke Yu was reminded by Qianmo, and he came back to his strength: "But now I have you!" I'll go and tell the third uncle that you can go with me. I think the third uncle seems to trust you. ”

Qian Mo pursed his lips after hearing this, with a pensive look on his face.

"What? You don't want to? Ke Yu moved his shoulders to make his injured hand more comfortable, but not to hinder him from rolling the nail board, "I can ......" He originally wanted to throw a few benefits and bait out and let Qianmo accompany him. But Qianmo interrupted him.

"It's not! Not! The sweat that kept rolling down his forehead flowed down his beautiful eyebrows to the corners of his eyes, making his eyes stubborn but also a little misty.

"What's that?"

"Hmph—yes!"

"Really? Yes! Every time Ke Yu's breath was unsteady, the jagged slender iron nails would poke into his flesh, "Then what are you worried about?" ”

Qian Mo didn't answer, he was worried, there were only three months, he was afraid that he was not strong enough, so it would be in vain to go to the martial arts conference.

So then he had to step up his training.

"Let's do it together!" He ignored Ke Yu's surprised gaze and said towards the black side behind him.

"Got it figured?"

"Hmm!" Qian Mo gritted his teeth and simply nodded, if he suffered a little more pain today, in exchange for an extra point of strength in the future, and brought more protection to Yue'er, then he was willing to suffer to death!