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He met two staff members and said with an excited face: "Eh, now there is a kid looking for the head of the Lin Sect in front, probably looking for him to learn combat skills." ”

"Lin Jiaotou, which Lin Jiaotou?"

"Of course it's the one who often practices the dead, Lin Zhen!"

"Damn!" The two staff members also had horror on their faces, "That kid is dying, he dares to look for him! He is in the Blood Dojo, even more terrifying than the desolate beast." I'd rather face the beast than see him. ”

"yes, I don't understand why he died. The waiter shook his head and said, "By the way, is Sect Leader Lin still in that place?"

"Yes, he's been cultivating there lately. Be careful, don't get hurt by mistake. ”

"I'm not going to go on my own. The waiter said alertly.

Zeng Xiaoren waited for less than two minutes, and then saw the waiter turn back and said, "I'll take you to him." ”

Zeng Xiaoren followed him, crossing the entire Blood Dojo, and beyond that, there was a lush and lush wild forest.

The waiter said, "You go inside for a few miles, and Sect Leader Lin should be in front." By the way, be careful, there will be wild beasts here. "Listen to him, he's not ready to lead the way.

This wild forest is the biggest feature of the Blood Dojo here, directly connecting to the Barbarian World outside the city, allowing the crisis of the Barbarian World to spread to the Blood Dojo and giving cultivation to the majority of bloodline cultivators.

At the same time, because in the Blood Dojo, there will be strong people who supervise this place from time to time, invisibly, making the crisis here much smaller than the real barbarian world. It is an excellent place for spiritual practice.

Zeng Xiaoren walked forward in the direction he pointed, passing through thousands of years old ancient trees, thorns and vines along the way, and many birds and beasts were infested. Luckily, this was only the outermost outer, and he hadn't encountered a desolate beast yet.

After walking about four miles, Zeng Xiaoren heard a sound in front of him. Listening to the voice, it seems to be the screams of people, miserable and painful. His heart moved, this place still belongs to the Blood Dojo, there will definitely be no vendetta or anything like that, could it be that a certain cultivator has encountered a desolate beast?

He quickened his pace and leaned forward. As the distance approached, the screams became more and more frequent, and the sound became louder and louder, and Zeng Xiaoren's goosebumps rose when he heard it. What happened to this man?

It wasn't until Zeng Xiaoren saw that person that he understood how painful the other party was. I saw a demon boy sitting in a pit, and the pit was crawling with dense ants. Each of those ants was the size of a thumb, and the sheer number of them seemed to make my heart tingle.

And the demon boy sat in the ant nest, and countless ants tore at him, corroding his body with acid. And his expression was distorted, and he forcibly resisted with the power of his blood, and his skin became a layer of, which was constantly bitten off by ants, and at the same time it was constantly generated.

Every now and then, an ant or two would burrow into his flesh, and he would kill him with the power of his bloodline. Such pain is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Zeng Xiaoren ran over and shouted, "I'll help you!" The power of the blood in his hand gathered and was about to make a move. But the demon boy shouted, "Don't, let me be here! Don't make a move!"

He almost roared, and Zeng Xiaoren had to stop. He couldn't understand why this guy was masochistic. Judging from the power of his bloodline, he should have the strength to come out. Besides, this group of ants is just a little bigger, and they are not wild beasts, and they can all be shocked to death if their strength bursts!

Zeng Xiaoren was about to ask, when suddenly there was an extra person in front of him. The man had a slender body, a resolute face, and a pair of stern eyes, and he was a demon man.

"Who are you, and why are you here?" he said, with a menace in his voice. Zeng Xiaoren seemed to feel that there was not a person standing opposite, but a fierce tiger.

"My name is Zeng Xiaoren, and I'm here to find Lin Zhenlin. ”

"What is the matter?" the man wondered.

It turned out that he was Lin Yao's father, Lin Zhen, Zeng Xiaoren hurriedly took out Lin Yao's handwritten letter, handed it over and said, "I am a student under Mr. Lin Yao's name, and it is his letter to you." ”

Lin Zhen didn't move his hands, and the letter automatically floated in front of him. His consciousness swept over, and the letter instantly turned to ashes. He looked at Zeng Xiaoren, his brows furrowed slightly, and said, "Let me teach you, you are a human race, what is worthy of him?"

Zeng Xiaoren didn't know how to answer, so he had to say, "It's troublesome to sect head Lin." ”

Lin Zhen suddenly put a hand on his shoulder, and a trace of blood power flew through his veins like a swimming dragon. He said: "The qualifications are mediocre, but the power of the bloodline is still refined, and there is still a strange fire in the body." Maybe it's a bit of a skill in the eyes of others, but it's complete garbage to me. ”

He withdrew his hand and continued: "I, Lin Zhen, never teach students easily, but if you want to teach, you must become successful! If you don't succeed, you will die!"

He pointed to the dirt pit and said, "See, this is just one of the cultivation methods, I have more and more cruel cultivation methods, and I may even lose my life, do you dare?"

The boy in the pit was still screaming miserably, and the taste of ten thousand ants devouring the body felt pain to the depths of his soul just by looking at it. Zeng Xiaoren did not hesitate and said: "As long as I can become stronger, I will accept any training!"

"Okay!" Lin Zhen said, "That's what you said, you will practice with me in the future." Remember, be prepared to die at all times!"

To be honest, Zeng Xiaoren's heart is still quite stressed. Ordinary people practice, if they can't do it, if they can't do it, if they can't do it, they can't do it, how can they die for the sake of cultivation? But in the eyes of Lin Zhen, a strange person, if he can't do it, he will continue to train, and he will do it until he dies!

Lin Zhen shouted to the young man in the pit, "You continue to stay here, don't make bone armor refining achievements!"

Lin Zhen took Zeng Xiaoren close to the side of the wild forest inside the Blood Dojo and said, "Your strength is too weak now, and you are not suitable for in-depth cultivation. There are hundreds of ancient trees here, and the first step in your cultivation is to knock them all down!"

Zeng Xiaoren looked at it, those ancient trees were enough to be dozens of feet high, and some of them required more than a dozen people to hug them to circle around the trunk, and they were nourished by the wild world, as hard as gold and iron.

Not to mention knocking them down, even if you use a sword to cut them, you have to cut a few magic weapons!

Lin Zhencai didn't pay attention to this, he said: "The purpose of the impact is to hone your body and train your power skills, you don't want to be lazy in any way, otherwise I will see you and throw you directly into the depths of the wild forest!"

Next, he began to show Zeng Xiaoren how to hit a tree. Look for all points of the body, and at the same time, the power of the blood veins must be activated to protect the muscles, otherwise it will damage itself and be counterproductive.

There is also the coordination of the legs and the upper body of the body, so that the impact is more violent and intense. In order to motivate him, Lin Zhen also said: "If you complete my task within a month, I will teach you a combat skill - Tie Shan! On the contrary, if you can't complete it, you will go to the ant pit with the senior brother just now and sit in the ant pit for three days!"

Zeng Xiaoren was in a cold sweat, no wonder the waiter of the Blood Dojo before mentioned Lin Zhen with a frightened face, where is this sect leader training people?

But the head of the sect he chose had to train while kneeling, and Zeng Xiaoren began his own tree-hitting practice.

In the evening, when Zeng Xiaoren returned to the medical office, he already had a blue nose and swollen face, and his whole body was swollen. Yueru was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "Xiaoren, what's wrong with you?"

Zeng Xiaoren said embarrassedly: "No, it was cultivated by training." Sister Yueru, do you have any elixirs? ”

Yueru put down the medical skills in her hand and said, "Now we have only come to the medical office, and the pills are not ready. However, there are a lot of medicinal materials here, so I'll help you refine them now, you wait. ”

Yueru's alchemy level was rising day by day, and soon several pills for treating bruises were refined. Zeng Xiaoren returned to the room and repaired his body with pills.

"After a day of impact, I didn't expect that not only my physical strength, but also the power of my bloodline had been condensed a little, and in the long run, maybe it would increase the concentration of the original bloodline and improve my cultivation. ”

"Of course," Hetu said. That Lin Zhen, not to mention anything else, has a very accurate vision. Your human bloodline, although the comprehension talent is more than others, but the flaw is that the physical fitness is not as good as those demon and witch clans, so when you are weak, you have to make up for the defects, lay a good foundation, and become stronger in the future. ”

Zeng Xiaoren agreed: "Well, no matter how strict he is, I will stick to it." However, today I only hit six trees in one day, and it was a bit difficult to complete the task. And it's going to start tomorrow, so I don't know what the curriculum of the Shushu University is. ”

Zeng Xiaoren had already told Lin Zhen that he could only come to the Blood Dojo to practice in his spare time. Fortunately, the curriculum at the Shushu University is not tight, often only two or three classes a week.

The next day was the start of school. Zeng Xiaoren went to the teaching building in the main area according to the notice of the school.

"I'm in Class 6, and that's right here. Zeng Xiaoren came to the outside of the classroom and looked inside, and his classmates had almost arrived.

There were about thirty people in the classroom, all of whom looked different. The demon clan and the witch clan are mixed, and the witch clan is okay, their males are generally tall and muscular, while the females are more petite.

As for the demon clan, it is in a strange form. There are horns, hair, wings, and tails. Some even look like they're not human at all, and they look like wild beasts.

Zeng Xiaoren walked into the classroom and casually found a seat to sit down. On the desk, there is a jade slip. This is a magic weapon that records the content of knowledge, that is, the textbook of the University of Practice.

Zeng Xiaoren probed his divine sense into the jade slip, and first introduced some school rules. For example, it is forbidden to destroy public property, not to fight, and so on. Later, there is the introduction of the professors and teachers of the school, and the introduction of the curriculum.

He quickly skimmed through his senses, and learned all the general information about the cultivation university.

"This class is a practice exercise class, explaining how to distinguish between the good and the bad of the practice and the skills of the practice. Zeng Xiaoren sat in his seat, waiting for the class to begin.