The long sword immortal is immortal, where does Zhen Shan have time to take care of other things?

What's more, the hatred of the extermination of the clan is not shared!

"Disciples, if you stay in the sect for a year, no matter what your cultivation is, you must go out and take on the first task!" Han Tianjun continued.

........................

In the afternoon, Hei Sanpang pulled Zhen Shan out and came to the back mountain waterfall.

"Boy, Xue Falling City is not in a hurry to say it beforehand, I am not interested in knowing your sword of supreme strength!" Hei San Fat's gaze fell on a large iron bucket, and the corners of his lips outlined a unique smile, and said, "Now, I will start giving you cultivation power!"

"You lift that bucket!"

Zhen simply nodded, went up and lifted the bucket, and a huge force came, almost making his hand slip, and said: "It's quite heavy, about eight hundred catties!"

"This is an ordinary bucket! You try another one!"

"Okay!" Zhen simply went up and lifted the bucket, almost didn't strain the muscles, and said: "Sixteen hundred catties! Where is this bucket, close to the strength of a dragon and a half!"

"Boy, I know the power of your one-armed two dragons, and I specially found you a king-size bucket!"

"Hurry up and fill the water!" Hei Sanpang pointed to the mountain in front and said, "Carry water back to your mansion for me from here!"

"Come ten times, why don't you die!" Zhen simply rolled his eyes, but still filled the iron bucket and said with emotion: "1,800 catties...... I'm exhausted from both trips!"

"Hurry up!" Hei Sanpang took out the whip and whipped it on the stone, urging Zhen to set off.

Zhen set off with both hands, holding a large iron bucket in one hand, stretched out his arms, staggered forward, and said as he walked: "Chief Hei, you are worthy of the surname Hei, this weight of ordinary outer disciples, you have to be practiced and abolished!"

"You're not an ordinary disciple!"

Hei Sanpang held a piece of grass in his mouth, followed leisurely, and said: "Half a month later, it will be the freshman competition! You outer disciples, basically don't have many ways to decide, it's nothing more than who has more strength, I won't give you more training, if you lose, Lao Hei, I won't lose!"

"Hurry up, speed up!" the black three fat sect whipped on Tietong, causing a lot of splashes.

He squinted his eyes, stared at the bucket and said, "Boy, if you go back and the bucket is not more than half water, you can start over!"

"Shrimp, you're not kidding, are you?" Zhen simply looked at the water in the iron bucket, and a lot of water was about to be shaken out before he took two steps, and said, "You ......"

"Don't talk, speed up!"

Hei San Fat whipped down again, making a lot of splashes, and said at the same time: "This is not only physical strength and strength, but also your balance! Inner disciples, you have to learn light skills, and when you go to the Jindan Realm, you have to fly with a sword, if your balance is not good, you can fall down if you fly up!"

"Boy, speed up!"

"Hurry up, speed up!"

"If you don't speed up, I'll smoke it......"

............

Zhen simply rolled his eyes and ran forward desperately, while also keeping himself steady, he was already on a misguided mountain path, and when he accelerated like this, the water spilled more. Finally, dozens of minutes passed, and I finally ran back to the mansion.

Knock!

Two large iron buckets hit the ground.

Hei Sanpang looked at it, and there was less than a quarter of the water left in the bucket, and said, "No, give me a new one!"

"I'll go ......" Zhen simply rolled his eyes, helplessly lifted the two big iron buckets and ran to the waterfall again.

Along the way, you can see the outer disciples running back and forth carrying iron buckets. However, people's buckets are obviously a big circle smaller than Zhen Simple, and they don't exceed 400 catties, while Zhen's simple iron bucket has 1,800 catties with a bucket of water.

A thousand catties is the power of a dragon.

One arm of 1,800 catties is equivalent to Zhen's simple limit.

Under such a high-density cultivation, as long as the conditioning is done properly, the strength will increase very quickly.

Gradually, the sun waned, the soft sunlight sprinkled on the mountains and forests, and the spiritual fields exuded a rich fragrance, which came from the cultivated elixirs and spiritual rice. Basically, everything in the Immortal Cultivation Sect is self-sufficient, unless it is a special need.

"Look at it, speed up!" "Hei Sanpang urged, "It's the last trip!"

He turned his head to look at Lingtian on the side, and said, "Don't look at it, you also have a bowl at night, and a bowl of spiritual rice to eat is enough to make up for today's meridian loss, and there will be no sequelae!"

"No wonder there is such a high density of training!"

Zhen was sweating profusely, his clothes were soaked in sweat, and he was still carrying a big iron bucket, walking like a fly.

He said in his heart: What I am practicing now is external skills, and it can also be matched with internal skills. But it is estimated that the sect will not begin to teach the cultivation of internal strength until after the freshman competition, but I already have the internal strength heart method "Xuantian Gong", which is not lacking.

Quickly, after three minutes.

Outside the mansion, a burly figure staggered in, it was Zhen Simple.

Poof!

Two large buckets of iron were placed on the ground, filled with water, and not much was spilled.

"I trained well today!" Hei Sanpang nodded with satisfaction, took out a bowl of spiritual rice, handed it to Zhen Simple, and said: "This is spiritual rice, after eating, there are no impurities, and there are many spiritual energy supplements, cook it yourself, remember not to let the smoke drift in!"

Zhen simply took it and asked, "Chief Black, when will the Martial Arts Pavilion and the Hidden Scripture Pavilion be open to us?"

"You freshmen have three chances to choose the internal and external exercises for free! Generally speaking, it is the end of the freshman competition!" "Hei Sanpang leaned on the big iron bucket and said, "The freshman competition is held together in the five halls, and after the event, the elders will recommend you the kind of exercises that are suitable for you according to your spiritual roots!"

"As for the opportunity to choose, I will give it to you after it is over!" Hei Sanpang said again: "In the next fourteen days, there will be two classes of Elder Han Tianjun, and the rest of the time will be the special training I gave you!"

"Manager Xie!" Zhen simply sent off the black manager, returned to the attic, took a shower, and began to cook the spiritual rice.

Lingmi is different from ordinary big white rice, it is crystal clear, like green crystal, exuding Dao aura, but the size is also about the same as ordinary big white rice!

After eating, he entered the white jade space and practiced the internal martial arts and the wooden sword technique of "Xuantian Gong".

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In the distance, in Zhang Baisheng's attic.

Lei Shan and Nan Tian sat at the table, their expressions angry.

Nantian is covered in blue and purple. Five hundred back-and-forth dives, almost exhausted him.

"Damn Zhen Simple!" Nan Tian clenched his fists, his eyes showed a fierce light, and said, "Senior Brother Lei, I really want to do him!"

"It's not easy to be a freshman?" Lei Shan's fingers tapped lightly on his left side, and the corners of his lips spread out a wicked smile, "New disciples, they don't fully understand the use of the Spirit Gathering Array! If the Spirit Gathering Array suddenly closes in the middle of cultivation, it can't absorb enough spiritual energy, and it won't be a strange thing!"

"Awesome!" Nantian gave a thumbs up and said with a smile: "It's still Senior Brother Lei!"

He grabbed the corner of the table stubbornly, his eyes were as cold as blue water and cold pools, and said, "This time, I want to watch you go mad and break your meridians!"