In the northwest of the crow tribe, where it is connected with the guard camp, there is a martial arts field. On the martial arts arena, many children and teenagers of the assassin were cultivating hard.

In a corner of the martial arts arena, Aomine was shirtless and barebacked, covered in sweat, and had strong muscles. Above him, a small array of stones shimmered and fluoresced, dripping and spinning. Under the formation stone, the gravity is five times greater, and it seems that it takes all the effort to even take a step. However, Qingfeng moved quickly, rushing back and forth in a small circle.

The clenched fists are like two canine teeth in a wolf's kiss that tear everything apart. "Run", "feint", "jump", three flutters move from one side to the other, and between the movements, Qingfeng's body style is also constantly improving.

On his neck, the blood-red inch of green thorns accompanied him, absorbing the vitality in the heavens and the earth, wisps of it, integrating into the blood, transforming his body. Now, Qingfeng, who has entered the ink five grades, has a huge force of five hundred catties, and his body is as hard as a boulder.

Lap and lap, lap and lap......

Back and forth, in the practice of mimicry, the dense vitality slowly flowed through the tattoos, seeping into every skin and bone on the body. In such a slight improvement, Qingfeng's strength is also slowly improving.

The children and teenagers on the side looked at the glowing gravity array stone above Qingfeng, and they all showed envious eyes. Qingfeng seemed to be tireless, and repeated the "five steps and three pounces" like this for a whole morning. Bang, that grade gravity array stone finally consumed the last trace of energy, fell from the sky, and directly turned into a cloud of dust on the ground, and as soon as the wind blew, it dispersed. Qingfeng took a long breath at this time, and in the surprised eyes of the people, he took out another piece of first-grade gravity array stone, urged by Yuan Li, threw it, and hung it in the air.

This was Qingfeng's happiest day in nine years, carrying a full ten first-grade gravity array stones, and he didn't have to think about how lost he was when the gravity array stones ran out.

For the whole day, Aomine forgot to eat. There is only one set of "five steps and three pounces", and he has practiced for ten years. He didn't have any extra choice, he had tried to discuss some methods with Tianzun for the ink period, but the other party only said that there was no such low-level thing, and Qingfeng was helpless.

Sunset.

The second one-grade gravity array stone finally turned into dust after using up the last trace of energy. Aomine did not stop immediately, but finished the last set of "five steps and three pounces". Feeling the faint coolness on his neck, the Yuan Li that had been integrated into the thin blood veins of his body, Aomine sighed silently.

"Hey, it's too slow!" I don't know if this is the first time in ten years that I have lamented, and the inch-green of a thorn is a nightmare for a cultivator. Wu'an's thorn text is an inch green, and it has not broken through into the ink when it is old.

"Hmph~" Tianzun snorted, and said lazily: "If you are not slow, who is slow! Lao Tzu has already told you, you don't need to cultivate an inch of green, you don't have to practice at all! With that kung fu, the world and the earth turn around, maybe you can meet some elixir, the essence of ten thousand years, just eat one or two, won't you forge your body? If you eat so two or three casually, won't you refine your soul? and then ...... casually"

"Stop, stop!"

Qingfeng rolled his eyes when he heard this, this set of rhetoric, Tianzun had already talked to him I don't know how many times, as if the elixir and the essence of ten thousand years were all random goods. Having said that, even if those heavenly treasures are really placed there, his strength may not be able to be taken, and he may not be able to use it. Besides, with the strength of the five products of the ink now, even the crow tribe can't get out for thousands of miles, where is there still the world?

"I see that you have the treasures of heaven and earth left in your mind! You see these five steps and three pounces, the cultivation effect is really too poor, is there any more spiritual exercises, just give me one or two sets, and don't you just forge your body when you practice?"

"Heh!" Tianzun sneered, "Just rely on your tattoos, give you nothing for nothing!"

"How many times has Lao Tzu told you, why don't you fucking understand? If you want to cultivate into a strong person, you just ask a man to have children! Do you know what strength those heavenly pride have at your age? Look at yourself, holding a first-grade gravity array stone like a stupid fork, you want to be a strong man, in the next life!"

This bad old man, he is not merciless at all. Qingfeng was scolded so much that his brows jumped, and he said straight in his heart that he was not angry!

"So what do you say?"

"Damn, how many times has Lao Tzu told you!" Tianzun seemed to shout out, "Get out of here, get out of here!" Listen to Lao Tzu, go find the treasures of heaven and earth, the elixir, even if you meet a dying monster casually, you are fucking better than here! Ten years! A whole ten years! If Lao Tzu were you, I would have long since eaten how many treasures and elixirs and demon elements have eaten, and you will dominate the wind and clouds and break through the sky!"

"Hit the big luck, big luck, your sister! Damn, the stupid fork only listens to you! Listen to you, it's been hanging around outside for ten years, in the hands of the undead monsters, that's called hitting the big luck!"

Tianzun's words, as long as any person with a little normal sanity can listen to it, it is like a fantasy. A first-grade stabbing text, ink-in period, teenager, no long skills, nine-grade spirit meat, coveted by demon spirits, casually dangling?

"This bastard yellow crane, why did you find such a useless boy as you! I am not afraid of the old man, what are you afraid of as a young man with strong firepower? Do you fucking know what it means to be blessed, what it means to be well-informed, what is knowledge is power, what is it to pretend to be a tiger and eat a pig, and what is a fisherman's profit, you don't even know the fucking thing! ”

"You can't die anymore if you want to die, of course you're not afraid! You know so much, so I'll ask you if you know what death is? What does it mean that you won't die if you don't do it?"

After following Tianzun for ten years, Qingfeng's speech has become more and more clever.

Looking at the stubborn Qingfeng, Tianzun was also quite powerless, and muttered intermittently: "Hey, whatever you want, whatever you want! Anyway, Lao Tzu can live for a few thousand more years, you just happen once in the past few decades, you hurry up and die Lao Tzu to find a ......."

......

Aomine was speechless. There is such a residual thought in my body that I am looking forward to your death all day long, and my life is not easy!

"You should give a few sets of exercises for the ink period, help!"

"Get out~!"

......

Twenty days later.

Qingfeng's last piece of first-rank gravity array stone had been used up, and he was just one step away from the breakthrough of the sixth-grade ink.

Today, Qingfeng practiced five steps and three pounces on the martial arts arena as usual. Suddenly, as the last trace of vitality flowed into his body from the thorn text, Qingfeng only felt as if there was a great tide in his blood, and then a large amount of vitality suddenly came out of nowhere, desperately pouring into every flesh and muscle of Qingfeng's body. There was a popping sound on his body, and Aomine only felt that his body was suddenly full of strength, and he was so comfortable that he had to shout. Feeling this surging new power, Qingfeng burst into joy.

Breakthrough!