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In the past seven days, Fang Xiaowu has done more than cattle and horses, and has eaten less than cattle and horses, so he has not had a good rest at all.

Even dreaming, in the dream, there is constant running, constant grinding, it is simply a nightmare.

If there is a harvest, there is, that is, the physical body is getting stronger day by day, which can be judged from the time when he finishes work every day.

On the first day, Fang Xiaowu worked for more than two hours to finish grinding a bowl of noodles, and it took more than seven hours to run out three tea purees, and on the seventh day, he spent less than half a meal grinding noodles and half an hour less than half an hour for running tea puree.

On the eighth day, Fang Xiaowu found that it was a little easier again, and it only took one and a half hours to grind the noodles, while in terms of running tea puree, it only took him six hours.

On the ninth day, it was much the same.

On the tenth day, it was much the same.

On the tenth day, it only took one hour for Fang Xiaowu to grind noodles, and it only took five hours to run tea puree, that is, he only worked for half a day.

On the eleventh day, Fang Xiaowu was finally able to eat the noodles he grinded by himself, although the portion was very small, but the taste of the noodles was very delicious, it was simply a great enjoyment of life, plus he grinded it by himself, every time he ate a noodle, it was like eating his own period of time, and he cherished it.

And in the evening, Fang Xiaowu could finally drink a tea made of tea mud, and found that the taste of tea was something he had never tasted, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

On the twelfth day, before Fang Xiaowu entered the mill, he asked Miaozhen: "Miaozhen, how long does it take you to grind noodles." ”

Miao Zhen smiled: "It's meal time." ”

When Fang Xiaowu heard this, he was shocked and suspicious.

Miao Zhen didn't seem to see Fang Xiaowu's face, and added, "The fastest time I remember, I grinded out ten bowls of noodles in one meal. ”

Fang Xiaowu didn't dare to ask again, he felt that he was too embarrassed.

Miao Zhen doesn't know martial arts, and he doesn't even have cultivation, he can grind ten bowls of noodles in one meal, and he will be complacent about grinding one bowl of noodles in an hour.

In fact, the reason why Miao Zhen grinded so fast was because it was created after more than ten years of hard training, and Fang Xiaowu could make a lot of progress in just eleven days, which was also wonderful.

After grinding the noodles, before going to the tea field again, Fang Xiaowu couldn't help but ask, "Miaozhen, how long does it take you to run the tea puree." ”

Miao Zhen smiled and said, "An hour." Then he added: "The one time I remember the most, in one hour, I ran out of ten tea purees. ”

Fang Xiaowu was speechless.

It's not that he hasn't thought about asking Miao Zhen how he can do something that even he, a martial saint, can't do if he doesn't have cultivation and doesn't understand martial arts, but he has been holding back, because he feels that it's not the time to ask.

Fang Xiaowu had already decided that Miaozhen's master was a strange person, even if he was not a strange person, at least he was a peerless powerhouse who cultivated to the pinnacle of martial arts, and it was also an opportunity for him to get the mention of this kind of person, you must know that for others, even if there is a thousand years, it may not be able to meet it.

Soon, half a month had passed since the second day when Fang Xiaowu came to Baiyun Temple.

At this time, Fang Xiaowu finally tasted the sweetness.

When he got up on the sixteenth day, he found that his cultivation had actually improved, and he believed that it would not take a few days to break through to the late stage of entering the Holy Realm.

If this method could improve his cultivation all the time, Fang Xiaowu really wanted to work in Baiyun Temple for a year, or even ten years.

As usual, after Fang Xiaowu got up, he went to the mill.

However, when he walked outside the mill, he found that the door was closed and a lock had been placed on the outside.

He scratched his head and shouted, "Strange, don't you need to grind noodles today?" and was about to go to find Miaozhen, but Miaozhen had already hurried over.

"Miaozhen, what's going on?

"Shhh, Master is playing chess with someone, be careful, I'll take you to see Master. ”

After Miao Zhen finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Fang Xiaowu followed behind him, thinking, "Who came to Baiyun Temple, and actually played chess with the old way of Niubi. ”

After a while, Miao Zhen took Fang Xiaowu outside Lao Dao's house.

Fang Xiaowu went in to take a look, and almost screamed.

I saw two people sitting on the couch, one was Lao Dao, and the other was strange-looking, it was Li Datong.

The two old guys were concentrating on playing against each other, and they didn't even turn their heads when Fang Xiaowu and Miaozhen came in.

Fang Xiaowu calmed down, and said in his heart: "It turns out that this old guy still remembers me, and he actually came to the door and confronted the bullish old man." ”

After a while, after the old man played a chess piece, he laughed and said, "Brother Li's chess skills really did not decrease back then, and I lost." ”

Li Datong's eyes were full of surprise, and he thought to himself that it was obviously you who deliberately made a mistake and let me win, if you really want to continue the game, it is impossible to distinguish between the superior and the inferior for ten days and ten nights.

So, he turned his head, glanced at Fang Xiaowu, nodded thoughtfully, and didn't make a sound.

The old Taoist stretched out his hand and pointed at Fang Xiaowu, and said to Li Datong: "Brother Li, I know that you are here for this young man this time, I was going to let him work here for seventy-two days, but now it seems that there is no need for that." ”

Li Datong said: "In this case, Brother Ning will open up to him and let me take him back to the Martial Arts Academy." ”

The old man smiled and said, "I will release people, but it will be three days later, Brother Li, please." ”

Li Datong knew that the old way said that he would release people, but after three days, he didn't think there was anything in it, so he got up and stayed.

Li Datong glanced at Fang Xiaowu, didn't say anything, and walked out.

"Miaozhen, send off guests for the teacher. ”

"Yes. Miao Zhen went out with him.

"Fang Xiaowu, come here. "Wait for Miaozhen to go a little farther, the old Tao said.

Fang Xiaowu approached as he said.

"Turn around. Lao Dao said again.

Fang Xiaowu didn't know what he was going to do, anyway, he just listened, so he turned his back to Lao Dao.

I saw that the old man stretched out a finger and landed on Fang Xiaowu's back, slowly sliding down.

Fang Xiaowu felt a little itchy and wanted to move, but he didn't dare, so he could only endure it.

Finally, Lao Dao's fingers came to Fang Xiaowu's waist and pressed it inward slightly.

For a moment, Fang Xiaowu felt extremely itchy all over his body, and couldn't help but shrug his shoulders.

"Sure enough!" Lao Dao shouted, suddenly turning his fingers into palms, and with a bang, he hit Fang Xiaowu's back.

Fang Xiaowu involuntarily rushed out, and with a bang, he just rushed into the cabinet in the room, and with a bang, it was like the door of the cabinet was closed from behind, and when Fang Xiaowu looked back, it was already pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.