Chapter 15: The Brick-Moving Trio

"Vice General Yang is not here today, so we don't have to practice." Xiao Luoqi refused.

Volume King Su Sheng rolled his eyes: "Cultivation is such a thing, isn't it possible that you need others to urge you to do it?" ”

"Cultivation is for yourself, in order to become a better version of yourself!" He shook his fist in the air.

Xiao Luo was panicked for a while, and unconsciously overlapped Su Sheng and the energetic young figure in his mind.

The boy who shouted that my life is up to me, don't bully the poor boy.

Unconsciously moistened his eyes.

"It's windy today." He tilted his head in embarrassment to explain.

Secretly wiping away his tears, he suddenly found that Su Sheng had already run to the martial arts arena early, still fiddling with Qianjun Stone.

[Xiao Luo, cheer up! Look at Brother Su, how vibrant! 】

Weren't you once like that? 】

He followed quickly, there was no one to supervise today, and there were only a few people practicing on the martial arts field, which seemed extraordinarily spacious.

"Brother Su, Brother Xiao!"

Li Cheng, who was in the distance, saw the two of them fiddling in front of Qianjun Stone, and he couldn't bear to be puzzled, but he still took the initiative to ask.

"Brother Su moved Qianjun Stone to run nineteen laps around the martial arts field last night, it's really incredible, I don't know how you did it?" Li Cheng asked.

Xiao Luoqi also hurriedly pricked up his ears, because he himself wanted to know how Su Sheng did it, after all, he had a great time moving a circle of Qianjun stones yesterday.

"What's incredible, didn't Brother Li also run twenty laps with Qianjun Stone yesterday? What's more, you've only spent an hour, but you're much better than me. Su Sheng joked.

Xiao Luo cried: "Brother Li is a martial artist of the Fivefold Realm of Forging Body, and it is naturally easy to move the Qianjun Stone, but Brother Su, you are just a monk who can step into the initial level of the Yunling Realm, and it stands to reason that there is not much difference between you and ordinary people, and it is naturally incredible for you to move the Qianjun Stone." ”

Su Sheng played with Qianjun Stone and smiled: "Isn't it just Qianjun Stone?" What's so difficult, the master can also carry heavier stones. ”

"Is there anything heavier?" He casually tossed the stone aside, and the stone fell, smashing a huge depression into the ground.

Looking at his stinky expression, Li Cheng, who was originally angry, was a little annoyed, and he said angrily: "Naturally, there is, is Wanjun Stone enough?" ”

I didn't think that Su Sheng showed a very interested look.

"So good, where is the Wanjun Stone, we will carry the Wanjun Stone today."

Li Chengtie led the two of them to the edge of a huge wooden box with a blushing face, wrapped his arm with spiritual power, and smashed the wooden box with one punch, revealing an oval stone more than a person tall in iron and blue.

"This is the Wanjun Stone." Li Cheng said.

Xiao Luo looked at him, then at Wan Junshi, and swallowed involuntarily.

"This is more than ten times the weight of Qianjun Stone, and Li Cheng and I can only barely shake it."

Su Sheng stretched out his hand and stroked the smooth and delicate stone, revealing a satisfied expression: "Yes, that's it!" ”

Carrying a thousand jun stones can add light to the nameless sword in his mind, and can also suppress the hunger in his abdomen, so carrying ten thousand jun stones, isn't it going to take off.

Immediately, there was a magical scene in the martial arts arena, Su Sheng and the three of them were pushing or pushing or pulling, and the three of them and one stone were moving slowly in the martial arts arena.

The people who were originally unsupervised and planned to be idle gathered in the martial arts arena at this moment to watch this funny scene.

Xiao Luo was ashamed and wanted to bury his head in the soil, and Li Cheng also had a bitter face, except for Su Sheng.

The smile on his face is constant, and he is happy.

"You say, this Su Sheng, is there a problem here?" Someone pointed to his head and whispered to his companion.

The companion nodded thoughtfully and replied, "I don't know, have you ever seen that normal person who is not lazy when no one is supervised?" ”

"He's not lazy, he's obviously deliberately looking for abuse for himself." Someone complained.

The crowd agreed.

For the next three days, there were two more repertoire programs that everyone liked in the martial arts arena.

That is Su Sheng's canteen dry rice and the three of them pushing Wan Jun stone.

If someone arrives at the cafeteria a little later, it is likely that they will be hungry, and if they arrive at the martial arts arena a little later, it may be a lot less happy.

The crowd, who had no one to supervise, was gathered together again, but they just deviated, not practicing cultivation.

"Fun!" Su Sheng, who was soaking in the hot tub, laughed heartily.

"The day before yesterday, the three of us worked together, and under the condition of not using spiritual power, we could move Wanjun Stone less than two times a day, and today we carried five times."

Although the nameless sword in his mind did not continue to increase the light in the future, after carrying the Wanjun Stone, it did improve his physical fitness, especially the effective restraint on the hunger in his abdomen.

The horrific memories of his abdomen had faded a lot, after all, except for the horror of hunger that he had experienced on the day he had just crossed over, he was relatively safe then.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously rubbed his stomach with a foolish smile.

Li Cheng and Xiao Luo cried, and the two of them shivered involuntarily in the steaming pool.

"What the hell are you paying attention to? Let me tell you, tomorrow Vice General Yang will return to the martial arts field to practice me, and we won't have time to move stones with you tomorrow. Xiao Luo hurriedly refused.

The three of them originally urged their spiritual power to carry Wanjun Stone, and then they were moved by Su Sheng's proposal to carry it purely by the power of the flesh, but now both of them are sore and weak, and the whole person seems to be a frosted eggplant, wilted.

Only Su Sheng is still alive and well, and he is like no one else, can this not hit them?

"Vice General Yang said that he would fill the medicine pool with potions tomorrow, but there is no movement now, and I don't know if it's true." Li Cheng said that the three of them came here on purpose, otherwise they wouldn't have been soaking in the pool for so long.

"Since he boasted about Haikou, he would naturally give us all an explanation, and there is one night, so we don't have to worry." Su Sheng laughed.

"But he's back tomorrow, and I'm going to start targeting you."

"In the first line of heaven, he is the most obvious general besides General Xiahou, aren't you worried?" Xiao Luo said worriedly.

Su Sheng patted the hot water, felt that it was almost soaked, and got up and left the medicine pool.

"If you come, you will be safe, let's go back and sleep on the floor."

When the two of them heard this, they were all black lines, and they were both worried about Su Sheng's future prospects, as if he didn't care at all.

After a few days of contact with Su Sheng, they found more and more that they didn't seem to be able to see through this so-called son of a tenant in Yujin City.

No matter what kind of difficulties he faces, he can make sure that Mount Tai collapses in front of him without changing his face.

It is hard to imagine that such a temperament could appear in the son of a country tenant.

They had only heard that the noble sons of the high-ranking families would specialize in practicing this kind of qi-nourishing kung fu.