In the village under Daliang Mountain, Wang Anfeng's body suddenly appeared in his house, and a heavy iron chain was still wrapped around his body, which made the somewhat dilapidated wooden bed under him make an overwhelming squeaking sound, and the Buddha beads on his wrist were light, and a yellow paper emerged from the air and fell on Wang Anfeng's chest.

Boom!

The wooden bed, which was still barely supporting, shattered directly, and the boy's body smashed to the ground, and his eyes were open because of the pain, but in the blink of an eye, he fell into a deep sleep again, and the starlight poured down from the slightly open window, shining on the boy's face that was gradually regaining its ruddy face.

The jade rabbit hung westward, the golden crow rose in the east, the slightly cool starlight was replaced by the morning light, sprinkled on Wang Anfeng's face, the young man's eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, only feeling tired, but there was an unprecedented transparency, subconsciously stretched his body, stretched his waist, but only felt heavy all over his body, and made a light sound of chains, slightly stunned.

It wasn't until his eyes fell on the ink-colored chains on his body that Wang Anfeng recalled the punishment he had been punished at this time, because of getting up, the yellow paper on his chest fell, Wang Anfeng picked it up, and wrote a line of words on it, the strokes were gentle, it should be the master's handwriting, his eyes swept over, and he read softly:

"Naqi Dan gave you three times the amount, even if the internal qi was beaten to the whole body, but you still have to be diligent, the internal qi is deep, the forging effect will be better, the wind is also easier, the chain can not be taken off, this is also a part of the practice, you must fight for three hours today, don't be lazy."

The handwriting was written here for a moment, and the yellow paper was stained with some ink before it was written again.

"The tea is good, I like it very much."

The corners of Wang Anfeng's mouth were slightly raised, and there seemed to be a ray of sunshine in his heart, and even the whole person was a little happy, folding the paper, but he found that there seemed to be traces behind it, so he turned it over, and before the line fell into his eyes, a sharp chill came to his face, making his scalp explode, and the hairs all over his body instantly stood upside down, and the green horse with a small temper outside screamed even more.

The heart beating wildly in his chest took dozens of breaths before he could barely slow down, Wang Anfeng swallowed his saliva, and only three words were written on the yellow paper, which was concise and to the point.

Go for the practice!

“…… Good, so scary, Mr. Win...... It's scary. ”

Wang Anfeng swallowed his saliva, the trace of tiredness that had just gotten up was instantly frightened, and there was a sudden clicking sound from the wall behind him, and some fine powder slipped down, and a touch of crystal morning light shone on the young man's sluggish face from the crack in the wall, looked at the smooth crack that suddenly appeared, and then thought about the side that seemed to be towards his abdomen just now, Wang Anfeng shivered again, and his face was slightly pale.

Received this warning, where did he dare to hesitate, even the old bed under him didn't have time to care, he got up immediately, first hugged some prepared forage for the frightened green horse, and then washed rice to cook, his cultivation intensity rose instantly yesterday, even if there was Shaolin pill to repair the body injury, but the consumption of physical strength was real, without the slightest discount, and he ate almost twice the amount of food when he went to Liuwu Villa.

Wang Anfeng looked at the rice bowl that went down to twenty percent all of a sudden, touched his stomach that was only seventy percent full, and after a moment of silence, he gave up the idea of practicing boxing in the courtyard, for the sake of livelihood, even if the master did not ask for it, he was ready to go up the mountain to practice boxing as always, and cut wood with his palm.

It's just that today is different from the past, the internal force is scattered and cannot be mobilized, and there is still this heavy restraint on the body.

It was dark, and in the small wooden house, there was a desperate sigh of the young man.

The amount of food has risen again......

…………………………

During this time, Daliang Village is really strange and lively.

First moved a scholarly family, both men and women, all look as good as in the painting, even the little boy, are carved in pink, the mud children in the village compared to the down, every day in the piano sound quiet, tea fragrance is clear, so that this remote village seems to have a lot of book taste, to talk to other village people in the future, the waist pole is also very strong, and then the fatherless Wang Anfeng, actually rode a tall horse back, this horse is violent, but to that Wang Anfeng is well-behaved and cute.

And today, Wang Anfeng, who was already quite eye-catching, walked slowly towards the mountain with a chain, like a punished prisoner.

The owner of the pavilion wearing a strong suit has just finished practicing a set of fierce boxing skills, even if it is cool in autumn, he is sweating all over, lifting his clothes and fanning the wind, while carrying a teapot and pouring last night's herbal tea, the tea enters his throat, and he only feels very happy, but at this moment, he watched a familiar figure walk outside his door.

His eyes first glanced at it casually, then stiffened slightly, and he looked back suddenly, and just about to swallow a mouthful of herbal tea, he choked in his throat on the spot, and let out a violent cough.

"Wang, Wang Anfeng?!"

The young man who walked by outside looked slightly stunned, turned his head and saw the uncle of the hall owner as if he had seen a ghost, so he turned around and raised his hand to say hello, and said with a smile:

"Morning, Uncle Pavilion."

The right arm was raised, and the entangled chains were naturally shaken, and the whip was on the old tree at the door, smashing the yellow leaves on the ground, and the owner swallowed his saliva and said:

"Morning ...... You're ...... early."

"I'm making breakfast at home, would you like to come in and have some food?"

As he spoke, his eyes drifted uncontrollably towards the extremely threatening dark chains on Wang Anfeng's body, and the young man shook his head with a smile and said, "No, I've already eaten it." ”

"I have to go to the mountains to cut wood, so I won't talk to you first."

The hall owner nodded, and saw that the young man turned around and walked away slowly, and part of the chain entangled in his legs hung on the ground, and in the soft noise, two shallow marks were scratched on the ground.

It wasn't until the sound of the chains was far away that the owner put down the teapot in his hand, and ran out of the door in three steps and two steps, first touching the white scratches on the old bark, and then looking at the traces on the ground that were rubbed out by the chains.

"This kid ...... What kind of master are you looking for......"

"On the rivers and lakes, I have only heard that those boxers and wrestlers of Tianlong Academy need to hone their physique like this, is it possible that Chengfeng has entered Tianlong Academy...... It's not right, Tianlong Academy is strict in accepting disciples, and once it is favored, it will return to Tianlong Mountain with the master and practice with the disciples of the same generation, and it is impossible for him to stay in our Daliang Village. ”

"However, to be able to have such a physique and cultivation method, even if you can't climb the Heavenly Dragon Academy, you should be extraordinary. Feng'er, what a blessing......"

"No, it should be said that there is finally a passing master who is not blind and falls in love with this piece of jade."

The owner of the hall was quite emotional, and there was a sound of waving the stone lock to hone his physique in the yard behind him, as well as the dull cheer of his son, turned around, and sure enough, he saw that his son was wearing a short coat, and he was throwing the stone lock up to catch it, his muscles were raised, and his fists and feet were waving.

Originally, he was quite pleased that his son was able to hone his physique with these three hundred and fifty pounds of stone locks, and felt that he would definitely have to train better than his father in the future.

But at this time, I looked down at the traces of the chains, and then thought about the calm appearance of the young man who was slightly pale, but standing like a mountain, and quietly, and then listening to the voice of his son in his ears at this time, I only felt how to listen to how to be pretentious, how to listen to how harsh, his face was gloomy, he rolled his cuffs, and strode into the yard, the young man looked at his father, and just about to speak, he ushered in a stinking scolding:

"Stop yelling! Scream, scream, scream! Lao Tzu is asking you to practice martial arts, not letting you practice your voice, look at Wang Anfeng, how much stronger than you? A stone lock that is still practicing 300 catties at an age, and I don't panic, tomorrow I will change it for 500 catties for you, and practice well! ”

500 pounds??!

The smile on the young man's face stiffened for a moment.

Daliang Mountain behind Daliang Village is just a small peak at the edge of a mountain range, because there is not much danger, Wang Anfeng didn't know how many times he ran up and down here when he was young, but this time he never felt the height of Daliang Mountain so clearly, it took about an hour to get to the place where the ordinary logging was, he calmed down his breath a little, and took a horse step under his feet, his left hand tiger claw was protected by his waist, and his right hand turned into a fist, his momentum was as calm as a mountain, and he smashed heavily on the bark of the old tree after accumulating his strength.

Crash!

A punch was smashed, the iron chain sounded, and the old tree shook violently, and in the next moment, Wang Anfeng's left fist had turned into a palm knife and slashed out, at the same time, the body suddenly turned right, the right arm bent the elbow, and the elbow blade smashed unceremoniously on the tree, Shaolin Changquan Thirty-two Momentum lost its internal force at this time, and only relied on muscle strength to exert it, because of the restraint of those chains on the body, every move and every style seemed to be fighting with himself.

Therefore, in just a short time, Wang Anfeng already felt that his muscles were sore, and he exhaled lightly, and found that the swelling pain of the internal force filling the muscles in his body had dissipated a lot, frowned slightly, took out the porcelain bottle from his arms, leaned his neck and took the Naqi Pill, and after meditating for a while, the internal force filled his body again, and he got up again, and smashed his fist at the tree with a clear drink.

The sound of iron chains and the clashing of fists against tree trunks became thicker and thicker.

According to this, not far away, a group of middle-aged men were cutting wood with axes, and the sideburns of the man led by him were already a little white, and when he heard the roaring sound, his expression changed slightly, and he said hello to the back, so that everyone behind him stopped moving, and after listening sideways for a while, his expression became more and more calm, and he lowered his voice and said:

"Let's go, let's go down the mountain today, and I'll cut it."

A fat man frowned and said:

"What's wrong, Sixth Master? Haven't cut down a few trees today, go back now? You can't even get a few snacks for a few meals......"

The sixth master glanced at him and grinned:

"This movement, it is estimated that the blind bear came out and hit the tree."

"Appetizers?! I think you want to give it a drink, take a walk, change the path back to the village, this is close to winter, the range of activities of the bear blind has begun to increase, in addition to the cubs in a year, it is the most fierce these days, when you meet one, it is a dead word, and it will be much better when it gets cold in a few days. ”

When it came to the blind bear before the winter, everyone shivered, and without further ado, they followed behind the sixth master and quickly went down the mountain.