"Cool!" Mo Yi in his sleep actually cried out: "The teacher is beating his back, this roast chicken is really delicious." Mo Yi talked in his dreams. Mo Dongyu smiled: "This kid is still dreaming and enjoying it." In the next few days, what Mo Yi did every day was to cut down trees, and gradually Mo Yi's muscles began to become stronger, and of course his strength improved.

The flesh on the body is no longer the original one, and it is shaken three times. But even so, Mo Yi still couldn't figure out a tree in a day: "This is the eighth one!" Look at what the teacher drew in the open space, this should be the last tree, I really don't know what the teacher wants this tree for." He barely dragged the tree sideways for a few meters, and sat on the trunk to rest. "I really don't know what the teacher thinks, what does moving wood like this have to do with skills!"

Finally, the tree was dragged back to the clearing, which was the second tree that Mo Yi dragged back independently. Six of the eight trees were brought back by the teacher for Mo Yi, and Mo Yi was pressed down by various strange postures.

"Hee-hee, I'm done!"

"It's not bad today, and as a reward, I'll show you something good after lunch. ”

The blue eyes showed curiosity, and then said, "No, it's fish soup again! The teacher has eaten fish soup for ten days, and I'm a little sick to my stomach."

"Oh, then you can wait until the evening to eat, but I guess it's also fish soup at night. Mo Dongyu said coldly. "Grunt" followed by the sound of drinking fish soup.

"The teacher left me some. Hee-hee, I'm cute, drink fish soup, the fish soup made by the teacher is the best. Seeing this, Mo Yi filled a bowl by himself. Although I drank the fish soup for ten days, it was better than nothing! In addition, the teacher's fish soup was still very delicious, but it was just a delicious thing, and if I drank it for ten days in a row, I couldn't bear it. Swallowed the last mouthful of soup with difficulty, and Mo Yi dozed on the ground. Mo Dongyu got up and walked towards the randomly stacked trees.

"Boom!" Indigo flames enveloped Mo Dongyu's right hand, and he easily picked up the trunk of a few people's thick trees and smashed straight into the marks drawn on the ground. The dust cleared, and Mo Yi felt as if the tree had been planted here. "Boom, boom, boom" The other seven heels were also erected by Mo Dongyu, and eight trees formed a circle, and Mo Dongyu stood in the center of this large circle. "Mo Yi has taken a closer look! this is the technique I want to teach you the indigo steps!" Yan Shuo Eight Poles'!"

"Bang!" was just a muffled sound, Mo Dongyu didn't seem to move, but the big trees in front of him collapsed with a bang!

"Indigo Steps!" Mo Yi froze there, licking his dry lips and muttering, "I want to learn! Teacher! I want to learn!" Mo Yi suddenly exclaimed.

"You tell me what parts I used just now and how to attack the trunk, and I'll teach you this 'Yan Shuo Eight Extremes'. Mo Yi was silent when he heard this, and complained in a low voice: "I did it so fast just now, how do I know what part you used to knock them down." The big blue eyes looked at Mo Dongyu blankly.

"Teacher Hee-hee, it's okay to lower the difficulty, you tell me how many parts were shared just now, and I'll think about what these parts are. Seeing Mo Yi pretending to be pitiful, Mo Dongyu was also helpless, he could have learned Mo Yi's kung fu to pester.

"Okay, okay! Mo Yi himself just told you how many parts were shared. ”

"En. Mo Yi smiled and nodded.

"Eight!"

"What? eight! Two hands, two feet, plus knees, and elbows, only six!" Mo Yi counted with his fingers. "By the way, and heads, there are seven, hehe. ”

"Hands and feet are only two things, and I'm talking about parts. Mo Dongyu's voice sounded. All of a sudden, Mo Yi's mood fell to the bottom. "That, that's only five" Mo Yi thought hard for a long time and couldn't think of an answer. "By the way, go to the trunk of the tree and look at the section, and use my body to compare it, you will know, hehe, I am so witty!"

happily ran towards the fallen tree trunk and squatted in front of a tree trunk to identify it carefully. The sky gradually darkened, but Mo Yi was also rewarded. "This one is left by the shoulder, and the other one is the one caused by the knee," he said with an effort on the trunk of a tree, "but how did this one cause the break, and why is the section so huge?"

"Gollum. His stomach began his protest: "It's delicious! This is the smell of roast chicken!" The nose twitched, and the feet unconsciously walked towards the source of the fragrance.

The chickens on the wooden shelves in front of him were "swishing" under the flames of barbecue, and swallowed their saliva. Leave Yan Shuo Baji behind early. The oil flower fell low, and the flames burned even more vigorously Mo Dongyu looked at Mo Yi, who was about to flow out, and the corners of his mouth rose. Sprinkled a handful of fine salt, picked up the wooden stick with the roast chicken on the skewer, and said, "Be careful of scalding." ”

Hurriedly took the wooden stick and pulled a chicken leg and bit it. "Hot, hot!" Mo Yi let go of his mouth and blew. Mo Dongyu noticed that the white liquid in Mo Yi's right hand holding the chicken leg was circulating. "No wonder you're smart. Mo Dongyu sighed in a low voice.

After blowing for a while, he took a bite on the back of the roast chicken, and suddenly Mo Yi seemed to have discovered something: "Teacher, and the back! And the back, right! The biggest section is caused by the wide back!"

Mo Dongyu nodded and asked, "What about the other one?"

"Eh" Mo Yi stopped talking, bowed his head and ate his roast chicken. Mo Dongyu smiled and said, "There is also a 'crotch'!"

"Crotch?" Mo Yi chewed the chicken and said vaguely.

"Eun is the crotch, let's go to the logging again tomorrow, when to move the eight roots, and when to start learning Yan Shuo's eight poles. ”

"Hee-hee," Mo Yi smiled happily and continued to solve his roast chicken. Touching his bulging belly, Mo Yi looked up at the starry sky comfortably. "Indigo Steps!Yanshuo Eight Extremes !!"

The next day, Mo Yi woke up early and walked out of the cave to stretch his muscles. "Rattle, rattle, rattle" is another series of bone-to-bone grinding sounds. He pinched his face and walked in the direction of the woods. The sooner you move the eight tree trunks, the sooner you can start practicing! Mo Yi felt that his body was full of strength.

"Boom" easily cut off a tree, and deftly put away the board axe. His hands were just right to wrap around the trunk of the tree, dragging the trunk step by step towards the clearing, and ten days of carrying the big tree thick for two people was enough to make Mo Yi's strength have a qualitative change. Mo Dongyu saw all this in his eyes, if he hadn't massaged every muscle of Mo Yi with 'Karma Lotus Charm' every day after Mo Yi fell asleep, the lactic acid precipitated in the muscles every day due to overwork was enough to make Mo Yi who woke up the next day unable to move.

Moving trees is just to exercise Mo Yi's strength and physical strength, and the next thing to improve is Mo Yi's endurance and speed! Mo Dongyu looked at Mo Yi who was carrying trees, and calculated his next plan. It only took three days for Mo Yi to move the eight trees, and looking at the neatly stacked trees in front of him, full of pride was written on Mo Yi's face. Thinking that he would be able to cultivate Yan Shuo's eighth level soon, Mo Yi still had a little maneuver.

Nodding, "Teacher, let's play chess." Mo Yi said suddenly. I haven't touched the chess pieces for more than 20 days, but I just care about completing the tasks assigned by the teacher, and now I rarely have time, and Mo Yi still misses the feeling of hitting the chessboard. "If you're a good teacher, I'll accompany you to the next game, hehe, let's let you have a few sons?" Mo Dongyu quipped.

"Hee-hee, I'll just go first. Don't lose, teacher. Mo Yi laughed. A notekeeper flashed, and there was an extra chessboard between the two.

"How could I lose, but Mo Yi lost, don't cry your nose. ”

"I've never cried!" "Knock" came the crisp sound of chess pieces hitting the board. The 'small eye' in the upper right corner of the chessboard has an extra sunspot.

"Bang, bang, bang!" There was a muffled sound of bodies and hard objects pounding. Mo Yi has a bare upper body, although there are no exaggerated and bulging muscles on his body, but he is by no means the kind of weak and can't help it. The right fist smashed accurately on the tree trunk in front of the left, the waist turned slightly, and the left elbow hit the adjacent tree trunk not far away, and both feet flew to the opposite side with the help of the tree trunk, and the body arched slightly.

"Boom!" His back touched the trunk and he kicked the adjacent trunk with his right foot and changed direction again, bending his left foot in the air and pressing his knee on top of the fifth trunk. With the upward force, he flipped his crotch 180 degrees in mid-air and swept across the tree trunk. "Bang! Two more sounds, the head and shoulders were also removed, and the last two trunks stood at the starting point. Mo Dongyu looked at it and nodded slightly. In terms of technique, Mo Yi has already entered the threshold of Yan Shuo's Eight Extremes, but his strength is still far behind.

The pain in his elbow and head came to Mo Yi, and the corners of his mouth twitched. The teacher sealed his technique when he taught him Yan Shuo's Eight Extremes, and now he is completely hitting the trunk of the tree with **! The pain of the impact made several parts of Mo Yi's body faintly purple, but he was not worried that the teacher would use flames to help him remove the pain and fatigue in his body every day. This is also the reason why Mo Yi can resist with his body until now.

I practiced again, closed my eyes, recalled my movements in my mind, corrected my mistakes one by one, and hit the point. I opened my eyes and rehearsed again. Stopped, Mo Dongyu comprehended, untied Mo Yi's blockade, sat cross-legged, and Mo Yi entered the state of cultivation.

A month passed quickly, and Mo Yi felt that he had grown a little taller again, and he felt that there were more techniques stored and running in his body. Now the object of his practice is no longer a stationary tree, but a teacher! The teacher also told him that the real power of Yan Shuo Baji lies in its multiple attack points and flexible moves! Just a dead move against a dead object is not good at this move!

The body was still sealed by the teacher, but as long as the corner of the teacher's clothes was slammed, the teacher agreed to break the seal and let him really use his skills to perform this Yan Shuo Eight Extremes! Although Mo Yi's daily progress was amazing, Mo Dongyu was still at ease with Mo Yi's fists and feet, because he knew too well the moves of this Yan Shuo Eight Extremes. With every move, he knew how to hit him

Cultivation is boring and boring, but in this month, Mo Yi also met his requirements step by step, and defeated the boring step by step. Sometimes Mo Yi had to fight the same move thousands of times, tens of thousands of times! But even so, Mo Yi gritted his teeth and persevered. It's like now, Mo Yi himself has forgotten that this is the first time he has punched the teacher.

Although he is still empty, he will still continue to punch the next punch, even if the next punch still misses!Mo Dongyu smiled lightly, his cultivation of Mo Yi is not only **The real powerhouse needs more than just a powerful technique and a strong **. Instead, it needs a heart that is not afraid of any difficulties and is brave and upward!