On an empty field on Wuji Peak, Zhao Yan was running tirelessly.

Since his cultivation, Zhao Yan obviously felt that his body was much stronger than before, and his cultivation became more and more diligent.

The lead on Zhao Yan's legs had been added to more than a hundred catties, and it didn't take long for his face to be flushed and his legs trembled, but Zhao Yan still didn't stop, gritted his teeth and continued to run.

Zhao Yan clearly remembered what his master had said, although the forging period was only the lowest level of the cultivation stage, it was the most important thing, and laying a good foundation meant that the cultivation in the future would be smoother. Therefore, during this time on Wuji Peak, Zhao Yan read and hyphenated words under the leadership of his uncles in the morning, and ran in the afternoon to temper his muscles.

Life was hard, but it was abundant.

Since the Tianci who created his own sword technique had just improved his strength, he did not choose to retreat, but wandered around on the Infinite Peak. Suddenly, seeing Zhao Yan running fast on the field, he nodded with satisfaction, and thought silently in his heart: This kid is a plastic talent.

Tianci did not greet Zhao Yan, but watched quietly from the side.

Zhao Yan glanced at Tianci from the corner of his eyes in the running, and was happy in his heart, "Master!" Tianci smiled and nodded slightly, Zhao Yan suddenly felt that his legs were not so sore, and he accelerated his speed, ready to show in front of his master.

Half an hour later, Zhao Yan was already slumped on the ground. Tianci, who was full of smiles, slowly walked forward and said, "Not bad!"

Zhao Yan scratched his head, and the master's praise made him a little embarrassed. During the conversation with the uncles, Zhao Yan learned that not everyone can join Wuji Peak, even the disciples who sweep the floor here are above the strength of Qi refining, if it wasn't for the master to bring him in, he wouldn't be able to enter Wuji Peak at all, let alone the treatment he received on Wuji Peak.

Zhao Yan knew that his strength was low now, and he couldn't help his master, so he could only practice hard to repay his master's cultivation.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Zhao Yan stunned, Tianci asked with concern.

Tianci's voice pulled Zhao Yan back to reality, only to see Zhao Yan smile slightly at Tianci. As soon as Tianci wanted to ask, he saw Zhao Yan kneeling on the ground and kowtowing three times to himself.

Suddenly there was a bruise on his forehead, Zhao Yan ignored it completely, and said, "Master, I have embarrassed you!"

Tianci was stunned for a moment, not knowing why his apprentice behaved like this. After Zhao Yan explained the ins and outs of the matter, Tianci suddenly realized.

"You're already great, your uncles don't necessarily have as much strength as you at your age!"

God's words flowed into Zhao Yan's heart like a warm current, and while he was greatly moved, Zhao Yan silently cheered himself up, and one day he would become the pride of his master.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yan couldn't help but wave his fist, I don't know if it was an illusion, Zhao Yan obviously felt that the soreness on his body had disappeared.

Seeing Zhao Yan waving his fists and cheering up, Tianci thought of himself when he was young.

His birth is ten million times better than Zhao Yan's, but what about the pressure he is carrying? It is impossible for the old man to cultivate himself for no reason and help Yan'er reincarnate into this world, this love gift will always be remembered in his heart, and he will repay it when he has the strength.

Tianci shook his head, no longer thinking about these long-term things, now his only purpose is to work hard to cultivate, and at the same time find Yan'er, he will quickly ascend to the spirit realm. As for which world the old man is in, Tianci doesn't know, so he can only do his best to meet him quickly.

As the sun set, under the illumination of the sun, the shadows of the two Tianci looked extraordinarily long.

Tianci thought about it, took out different kinds of pills from his body, handed them to Zhao Yan one by one, and after introducing the relevant matters, he turned around and left.

During the forging period, because they often need to temper themselves, they often have dark wounds on their bodies, and cultivators have to slow down their cultivation speed, but monks with pills really don't have such scruples. What God gave Zhao Yan was some pills that invigorated blood and eliminated blood stasis and eliminated dark injuries.

Seeing the pill in his hand, Zhao Yan's eyes filled with tears and he bowed deeply to Tianci. After quickly wiping his hands on his face a few times, he continued to devote himself to cultivation, this time Zhao Yan insisted on it for a longer time and faster, until he had no strength at all, Zhao Yan did not stop......

At this time, Tianci had already returned to Zixuan Pavilion, and the scenes of Zhao Yan's cultivation appeared in Tianci's mind.

When it comes to the current strength of God, enlightenment is the key, and when you understand it, your strength will naturally rise. Although Tianci chose to retreat and cultivate at this time, the effect was very small, but after all, there was still something to gain.

I don't know how many years of cultivation have passed, and the heavenly gift who is sitting cross-legged is motionless on the ground, like a rock. If it weren't for the faint sound of breathing, Bai Susu would have thought that Tianci had already sat down.