In the Hidden Valley.

Three or four old men were watching Shen Li writing in sweat and rain with great interest. This is the biggest pastime of the last month and a half for the few of them.

"Tsk, Xiao Ion, your writing is too ugly! They all say that the words are like their people, and you are not too ugly, why are the words so ugly?"

"That's it! I didn't count that word just now, write another one!"

Several old men grinned, pointing fingers and constantly sneering and sneering, trying to provoke Shen Li.

In this way, they can have enough reasons to make a move and teach Shen Li a good lesson. Several old men have been in Yunyin Valley for decades, and they have long been bored, and they are tired of fighting with each other.

Finally, a newcomer came, and several old men were thinking of finding an opportunity to satisfy their hunger.

It's a pity that Shen Li was not fooled, frowned, clenched the stone pillar pen in his hand, and wrote stroke by stroke.

At this time, the stone pillar pen in Shen Li's hand was twice as large as the first time he used it, and the weight was more than three times that of before, reaching 1,000 catties.

After more than a month and a half of practice, Shen Li has now changed from the speed that it took five hours to write 100 words with a 300-kilogram stone pillar pen to the point where he now writes 100 words with a 1,000-kilogram stone pillar pen and only takes two hours!

Several times before, Shen Li was too late, but he still couldn't complete the task, and he had to drag it out until the ugly time or even the last hour.

In this way, Shen Li only had less than two hours of rest left, so he had to get up and continue to start his day's task of going to the Refining Hall to forge weapons.

In the first few days, Shen Li was dazed, and even almost hit himself when forging weapons.

Later, Shen Li slowly found the trick, from forcibly driving the stone pillar pen to write at the beginning, to slowly following the trend of the stone pillar pen to save physical strength, and gradually improving his proficiency in mastering the strength of the body.

Shen Li also slowly realized that what Elder Mo Yu really wanted to teach himself was the skill of lifting weights!

Although Shen Li can't use the 1,000-pound stone pillar as an ordinary brush now, when he uses the sword to cast the "Thirteen Swords of Falling Rain", it will be much lighter and faster, and the power is already several times stronger than the original!

It's like a person practicing running with a sandbag weighing hundreds of pounds strapped to it, and when he takes off the sandbag, it will be much easier to run again!

"Brush!" Shen Li held the 1,000-pound stone pillar pen in his hand and finished writing the last word. Look at the time, it's exactly two hours!

"Masters, my mission for today is complete!Then I'll go back to sleep!" Shen Li smiled, waved his hand to a few old men, and turned around and walked out of the Cloud Hidden Valley.

"This little bunny! This is slapping us old guys in the face!"

"Look at his arrogant expression!"

"No! I'll have to change his training method tomorrow! Let's see if he dares to be so sassy!"

A few old guys blew their beards and glared, looking at Shen Li, who left in a dashing manner, and shouted angrily through gritted teeth.

The next day, when Shen Li came to Yunyin Valley again, he looked up and saw that the five old men had all arrived, sitting on the stone chair, their faces full of schadenfreude.

Shen Li suddenly felt a little numb in his scalp, as if something not so good was about to happen.

At this time, a bald old man stepped forward, and there was a hideous wound on his neck, extending from his neck to his chest, making him look extremely hideous and domineering.

A man who once snatched his life from under the knife, a man who was so close to death!

This kind of person is ruthless to himself, and even more ruthless to others!

"Boy, you can call me Elder Scar, let's change the game today, what's the point of writing, let's play with needles!" Elder Scar smiled grimly.

"Needle pricking?" Shen Li suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Give you a few silver needles, you have to pierce them into the stone slab, if you can't pierce them, I will pierce them into your body!" Elder Scar said lightly, and a dozen half-foot-long silver needles instantly appeared in his hand.

Shen Li suddenly felt a chill rising from his back spine, and the whole person was not good, such a long silver needle pierced his body, it was terrifying to think about.

"Come on, in order to convince you that this is not manipulating you, I will come first, and see clearly, I will not use the true element, just rely on the power of the flesh. Elder Scar said, picked up a silver needle, walked to the several stone slabs that had been placed before, his hand shook slightly, and the silver needle suddenly flew out, and instantly disappeared into the stone slab.

"Hiss......" Shen Li suddenly felt a little sore.

The silver needle was only as thin as a hair, and it was slightly bent and trembling in his hand, not to mention piercing into the stone slab, or even into the fruit he ate, which was not an easy task.

"It's your turn! I'm not hard for you, today you can use this slightly thicker, shorter silver needle. Elder Scar said, and several silver needles three inches long and about the thickness of a human hair appeared in his hand again.

"Come on! for the first time you can just sink half of the silver needle into the slate. Elder Scar said again.

Shen Li pinched the silver needle, came to the slate, took a long breath, his arm muscles tensed, and then slammed into the slate.

"Bang!" Shen Li's entire arm suddenly hit the stone slab, and the silver needle in his hand had long since disappeared.

"Hahaha......" The onlookers burst out laughing.

This time, Shen Li's face was not red.

It's strange to be with these old children, and Shen Li's face is much thicker. Moreover, Shen Li also understood that the method taught by this Scar Elder was definitely not so easy to do!

"Come again!" Shen Li pinched a silver needle again, this time cautiously, not daring to push too hard.

"Ahh

"Come again!"

"I don't believe it yet!"

"One more time!"

......

Two hours later, Shen Li had already bent a large pile of silver needles in front of him.

"Well, I roughly counted it, and there were about 100 silver needles. ”

"Hahaha, old man with scar, it must be very slow for you to prick this kid with 100 stitches alone, do you want us to help?"

"Come on, come on, I'm here to help!"

Several old men suddenly smiled, holding silver needles in their hands, and rushed towards Shen Li.

Shen Li turned around and wanted to run out, but how could speed be the opponent of these old monsters?

"Ah......." In the Cloud Hidden Valley, the screams lasted for a long time.

Shen Li was lying on a flat rock, his upper body was **, and it was densely covered with silver needles.

Of course, these silver needles are not pierced casually, but in a certain order, to find the right acupuncture holes!

Shen Li only felt as if his whole body was being burned by a soldering iron, his blood and qi were frantically flowing between the various acupoints, his muscles were sometimes trembling, sometimes contracting, and half of his body was numb for a while, and then it became hot again.

When Shen Li walked out of Yunyin Valley, it was already Yin Shi!

Although he suffered what can be called tragic abuse, Shen Li at this time felt indescribably comfortable.

In the past few months, Shen Li has more or less had some secret injuries on his body, which is usually nothing to Shen Li, but if it is really time to fight for life and death, the secret injuries are likely to become the last straw that overwhelms Shen Li.

These strange old men seem to be playing tricks and bullying Shen Li, but in fact, they are helping Shen Li build a stronger physique and forge a more explosive body!

And the silver needle slate is to help Shen Li master a skill to gather strength in the front line!

If it is said that the writing of the stone pillar pen is to let Shen Li learn to lift weights as lightly, then the silver needle piercing slate is to teach Shen Li to lift lightly!

The strength of Shen Li's own physical strength is already obvious to all, but Shen Li's skills in using physical strength are too poor.

The first thing the strange old men want to teach Shen Li is how to perfectly control their own strength, so as to burst out stronger combat effectiveness.

"Come again!"

"I still don't believe it, can't a silver needle pierce a stone slab?"

"Ah...... It hurts me to death!"

......

In such a miserable day, Shen Li passed two months.

"Whew!", the silver needle in Shen Li's hand, as if pierced into tofu, easily pierced into the stone slab, leaving only a little tail trembling slightly.

"Aha, it worked! Finally succeeded!" Shen Li shouted happily.

"Boy, what's so nice about this?Come on, come on, try to change this silver needle!" Elder Scar walked over and directly stuffed a half-foot-long silver needle for Shen Li.

"Ah......h

Two hours later, Shen Li covered his ass and went home.