"You're going to my heart mountain?" The voice of the group came from the communicator, he was a little surprised by Xia Long's request to go to my heart mountain to practice, I don't know where Xia Long heard about Shiguan, after thinking for a while, he agreed, "Yes, I approve your leave, but there is only a week, after a week, you have to come back no matter what!" ”

"Yes!" Xia Long nodded.

A week should be enough, and besides, I don't know when the next monster will appear, and I'm afraid that something will go wrong if it takes a long time.

The next day, after saying goodbye to the club, Charon embarks on a journey.

If he can succeed in my heart this time, he believes that his control over his body strength will be greatly increased, and it will be a matter of time before he learns Leo to fly and kick.

In that case, it should be much easier to face a steady stream of monsters.

Xia Long's heart was full of longing.

"Shiguanfang, I'm here!"

……

In fact, my heart is not very far from Tokyo, and it took Xia Long half an hour to ride a motorcycle to the bottom of the mountain.

Subsequently, after inquiring all the way, he soon saw a very quiet house along the mountain road, with birds singing and flowers.

"Ah, what a lot of flowers!" Xia Long walked over in surprise, now at this time, I'm afraid these flowers can only be seen in the mountains.

Xia Long stopped in front of a house with a plaque that read "Baiyun Nunnery."

"Anyone?" He shouted, but no one answered.

Isn't it?

Xia Long looked around, and there was no half a figure.

Where did it go?

"Shiguanfang, shall we eat?"

"Well, okay, what should I eat?"

"I want to bake white potatoes to eat!"

Suddenly there was a sound of talking on the forest path, and Xia Long greeted him, only to see an old man wearing a gray linen coat with a white beard leading a child to this side.

It's ten times!

Xia Long's brows jumped, and a smile appeared on his face, but then his heart sank.

How to say that? In the original play, Feng Yuan knelt on the ground and begged, and he didn't let go, my words ......

"Mr. Tokan!" After hesitating for a moment, Xia Long gritted his teeth and approached the old man.

"You are?" Shikan looked at the young man in front of him in surprise.

"Please teach me how to practice!" Xia Long said eagerly.

"Practice?" Ten Guan was stunned for a moment, and muttered, "I don't know how to practice." ”

"Mr. Tokan!" Seeing the old man bypass him and continue to move forward, Xia Long sighed in his heart.

Doesn't it work?

"Mr. Jukan," Xia Long chased after him, "The star captains of the MAC team told me that you can teach me how to defeat the monsters!" ”

"Ah, that guy in the regiment is in trouble for me again," the old man stared at Xia Long for a while, shook his head and said, "How can I understand that kind of thing, the MAC team should be better than me, you better go and find the group!" ”

"Mr. Tokan!" The old man was obviously wearing slippers and his steps were small, but Xia Long felt that he couldn't keep up, "Mr. Shiguan! ”

"Oh, don't bother, if you want to spend the night, there is still a vacant room in the back," as soon as he picked up the child, the old man shook off Xia Long in the blink of an eye, "There is no cultivation here." ”

"Whew-" Watching the old man disappear from view, Xia Long stopped and gasped.

Strange, how can it be so fast? Walk faster than you can run!

This ten-pass step is really weird!

Xia Long clenched his fists.

"Mr. Shikan, I won't give up!"

"Shiguanfang, who is that person?" Hearing the shouts echoing in the mountains, the child next to Shikan asked suspiciously.

"Leave him alone, just a weirdo."

That night, Xia Long still stayed at Baiyun Nunnery, and whenever he had time, he studied the pace of Shiguan's walking.

In the original play, Feng Yuan only learned "Jian Jian Yue" from Shiguan, but through the contact just now, Xia Long found that Shiguan still has a lot of things worthy of his practice.

First of all, it's this kind of pace, which is a rare skill for him. Although the skill of walking didn't seem to play a role when fighting monsters, Xia Long faintly felt that this was a way of cultivation, a way to help him quickly master Leo's flying kicks and quickly improve his strength.

In the following days, Xia Long followed Shiguan, wholeheartedly imitating and cultivating, whether it was climbing a mountain or crossing a stream, he was gradually able to keep up with Shiguan's pace.

Under the moonlight, a figure shuttled quickly through the mountains, faster and faster, and finally merged with the mountains.

"Whew-" Xia Long felt the powerful strength of his legs and exhaled lightly.

After practicing for a long time, his control over the strength of his feet has reached an astonishing level!

I didn't expect that just walking would have such a strong effect.

But......

Xia Long looked in amazement at the lion's pupils, which were still glowing with a faint red light, transmitting bursts of warmth to his body.

Thanks to the help of the ring, otherwise he would not be able to stand such a high-intensity exercise, and his leg would have to be crippled.

Thank you, Leo!

Stopping his body, Xia Long wanted to shout excitedly, but considering that it was night, he finally pressed the impulse stupidly.

In the dense forest, a dark shadow stood where Xia Long couldn't see, chuckled, turned and walked away.

"Well, it's not bad."

……

When Xia Long woke up, the sky was already bright, and all kinds of birdsong were heard one after another in the mountains.

It's so comfortable!

Stretching his waist, Xia Long felt that his body was better than ever, and this feeling of increasing his strength through cultivation made him happy from the bottom of his heart.

The main thing is......

It's much easier than the special training of the group!

Opening the wooden door, Xia Long took a breath of fresh air, and the faint fragrance of flowers mixed with a slight smell of earthy plants and trees.

A taste of nature!

Xia Long looked at the mist-shrouded mountains and forests, quiet and peaceful.

"If only I could stay here forever!" Xia Long sighed for a moment, smiled wryly and shook his head, it was too extravagant.

At this moment, a cloud of cooking smoke rose from the dense forest.

"Hey, Shiguanfang asked you to come over and help!" A child's cry came from afar, bringing Xia Long back to his senses.

"Got it, I'll go right away!"

The place where the fire is lit and cooked is in the dense forest not far from Baiyun Nunnery, which is very simple, with several straw huts, a brick and stone stove, and piles of wood around it.

Eating is also very simple, at least Xia Long has been eating white potatoes for a few days in a row.

"Mr. Tokan!" When Xia Long arrived, Shiguan was already lighting a fire, and the child was helping to hand over the firewood.

"Ah, good, good." Jukan put the firewood into the fire, "If you want to cook, you can use these things to cook when you are raw, and it will be cooked in no time!" ”

Xia Long looked at Shiguan with a smile on his face suspiciously.

"When the wood is burned black, the rice is ready," continued as if no one was around, "just wait." ”

Is this talking about me?

Xia Long was slightly stunned, and looked towards Shiguan, squinting his eyes, and there were still dewdrops on his gray beard.

"Hmm, your name is Dragon, aren't you?"

"Huh? Be! ”

"Very good."

Well?

Looking at the old man who had returned to calm, Xia Long's face was full of question marks.

What does that mean? Just a very good sentence and it's over? What about the back? I should teach myself to practice!