[Ran^Text^Library] The next day, Amos went to the practice place of the outer disciples of the Heavenly Hell Sect, and made a gesture to the senior brother of the outer court to learn boxing. The novel www.lwxs520.com makes the senior brother in the outer courtyard head as big as a cow. This man is on crutches, and he will definitely not be able to get off the horse. If he can't hear the sound, he will definitely not be able to distinguish the sound of the wind, how can this student teach? But Amos didn't care about this, and after saying hello, he followed the outer disciple and learned to box.

The outer disciples of the Heavenly Hell Sect practiced the "Ape Arm Iron Shirt Fist" and took a fierce path. External skills especially emphasize the foundation, and Zama step must be practiced for three years first, and only after the heel is standing on the heel can he learn boxing. The outer disciples have to work hard every day and practice hard all year round. In the afternoon, they will fight in groups to sharpen their will to attack and kill. Every time these disciples fight face to face, they are all straight punches, you hit with your left fist, I punch with my right fist, they are all fists and fists, and injuries and swelling are common.

Amos only had one leg, and his horse was not firmly fastened, and he was not allowed to use his crutches as a weapon when fighting in groups, so he was often beaten into a rolling gourd, and his whole body was scarred.

But he was not discouraged and persevered every day. Regardless of whether it is injured or not, I will continue to carry water and water vegetables when I return to the shack every day. Because you need to pay the ground rent every year and get enough sect contributions, you are eligible to continue to stay in the sect and be an outer disciple. There are no idlers in the Heavenly Hell Sect, and if you want to continue learning, then continue to increase the contribution of the sect.

How difficult it is for the outer disciples, Amos is clear now. Thinking about it, Liu Yin's decision is still very reasonable, free and comfortable. But just like that, there are still many young people who can endure hardships and stand hard work to squeeze in. It's a bit hard, but I can learn something, and I can get a good job in the future.

Dragging his aching body, Amos slowly returned to his quarters.

In the huge Heavenly Hell Mountains, there is only one family of the Heavenly Hell Sect, and the sect occupies an area casually, and the entire southern foot is divided into residential areas for outer disciples. Most of the outer disciples will choose to build a shack on the edge of the cultivated field, and it is a little hard to live, but there is no need to take the wrong road.

The vegetable fields that Amos cultivated were on the west side of these fields, close to the foot of the mountain. At the beginning, there was a half-acre puddle next to the vegetable field, which could be used to water vegetables when there was a lot of rain. But this year, the drought and the puddle were dry, so Amos had to go to the deep pool in the distance to fetch water, and it was very hard to go back and forth.

These days, there is still some time after watering, and Amos wants to dredge the puddles so that the mud can be transported to the vegetable fields as fertilizer. Although it is inconvenient to move on crutches, fortunately, the puddle is dry and it is not possible to sink into it.

During the day, I had to get up early to practice and water vegetables, and the dredging project was scheduled for the evening. Amos roughly drew a line, digging a grid every day, looking at the slowly piled up mud mountain, and felt a sense of accomplishment.

Today's practice didn't go well, and I was easily defeated by a kid. Although Amos came for exercise, he was often knocked down, but he still aroused his competitive spirit, and he always wanted to win, but he was physically disabled and could not win. After dinner, a depressed Amos grabbed the iron and threw himself into the mud.

It's a full moon in the sky again, and it's been a month since I got the map below. Amos wasn't in the mood to appreciate the moonlight, just digging in the mud. The iron stepped down, bent down and dug up a shovel, threw it to the shore with all his might, and threw it again, and threw it again. The more Amos digs, the more comfortable he gets, and the sullenness of the day slowly eases out.

Suddenly, a heart-rending pain came, and Amos fell heavily to the hard ground in the puddle, and the poison of the broken veins of the irregular "Bai Liang Pulls the Machine to Disperse" once again tore the original spiritual power meridians, and the qi veins of the whole body were torn off inch by inch again. Amos's head hit the iron in the dirt, and blood gushed out.

Amos didn't care about the wound on the top of his head, and the pain inside had already drowned out the sensation of the nerves on the surface of his body. In the moonlight, Amos, who was so sick in pain, was like a dying earthworm, entangled in one place, and the blood on his head was gurgling into the dry puddle and mud.

Suddenly, the vast Heavenly Hell Mountain trembled for a moment, and then the earth shook like a sieve, and a cat-like exclamation with a broken tail came: "There is an earthquake, run!" An earthquake that has not been seen in a thousand years actually happened in the Heavenly Hell Mountain.

In the puddle that Amos had dug, a crack in the ground had been cracked, and it was so black that it could not be seen. The mud kept falling into it, but a faint phosphorescent light rose from the depths of the earth. When he came to the vicinity of the ground, he seemed to be invisibly hindered and could not ascend for a long time. At this moment, the blood on Amos's head flowed into the cracks in the ground, and drop by drop downward, one of which fell straight into the phosphorescent light. In the next moment, the phosphorescent speed of the fused blood droplets suddenly accelerated, and they immediately got rid of the pull and flew out of the ground. Under the bright moonlight, the phosphorescent light turned out to be a round soul bead.

However, the soul bead that had just escaped was obviously very panicked, and it swung from side to side a few times, and when it saw Amos, who was still struggling with pain, and the top of his bloody head, it flew over at once, greedily sucking a few mouthfuls of blood. But the next moment, he hurriedly interrupted, hurriedly rolled around Amos's head a few times, and suddenly squeezed into the empty left eye socket.

The earthquake in Heavenly Hell Mountain has not yet ended, and the crack in the ground that escaped from the soul bead is shaking and closing again. At this time, a bright small flying sword suddenly came out of the crack that seemed to be closed, and it turned around a few times in mid-air, but did not find the whereabouts of the soul bead. He flew straight away to the south. If Amos had woken up in time, of course he would have known that it was the direction of Tateyama.

The earthquake finally subsided. In the moonlight, Amos, who was struggling with his life, also survived with difficulty, but then fell into a deep sleep, and the blood on the top of his head had congealed. Amos, who managed to survive, didn't know that so much was happening around him, and he didn't know that the world had changed.

When the morning dew wets her body again, the tired Amos wakes up again. Struggled to get up, touched the top of his head that was still painful, slowly returned to the shack, and washed away the blood stains with water in his heart. Pick up a piece of dry food casually, and prepare to practice with the outer disciples after eating. Suddenly I felt something different, and tried to touch my once empty left eye, and there was something hard inside. Hurriedly found a basin of water, opened the surviving right eye, and found that a gray eyeball had grown in the left eye, and there was no foreign body feeling, as if an eyeball had been regenerated.

Although he didn't figure out what was going on, Amos knew that something must have happened last night. Cautious, he immediately found the blindfold he had bought at the Xiangshan Village Market and carefully covered his left eye. Some secrets still have to be kept in the bottom of his heart, and the pain of the past has made him learn the city.

Still as usual, Amos arrived at the outer courtyard practice on time, and worked with the outer disciples to boil his body and sharpen his fighting spirit. In the afternoon, he was still beaten by his opponent, but his psychology was different, and his eagerness to know what was going on affected him.

Back at the shack, Amos still watered the vegetables first, then ate, and continued to dig the mud until he completed today's task, and then returned to the shack in the moonlight. All of this, he pretended to be fine, and went according to the rules. But as soon as he returned to the shack, he couldn't wait to take off his blindfold and once again stroke his once empty left eye. Yes, it was filled with a round bead, I don't know where it came from, I don't know what it was, but the bead is real.

The paralyzed nerves of his head and face prevented him from feeling the changes in his left eye. But Amos had already begun to look forward to the good fortune that this unusual bead would bring.

Amos, who had been searching for the beads all night and didn't find anything unusual, slowly put his heart down. Put on the eye patch in the morning, and start refining for another day. However, this time he observed that his shack had fallen to one side, and the buildings on the mountain were also much dilapidated, so he casually found an outer disciple to compare the text, only to know that there was an earthquake in Tianhell Mountain the night before. I couldn't help but blame myself again, a little eyeball was confused, and my self-control was too poor. Go back and punish and dig up an extra piece of pond mud.

The puddle next to the vegetable patch was quickly dredged, and Amos carried baskets of dug mud into the vegetable patch, and the project, which he thought was huge, was completed. The shack has its own sect to arrange personnel to help rebuild it, and this vegetable field has to rely on itself.

Leaning in front of the shack, Amos thought to himself how many copper plates he could collect from the overgrown vegetable patch, and then calculated how much he would have left to live on after paying the rent. The night is like water, the sky is full of stars, the long starlight is sprinkled on the shack, and there is only one empty mind in the silent world. Suddenly, the pain came again, without any warning, without any preparation, and the meridians were once again torn apart, and the convulsions were irrepressibly convulsed, like shrimps.

Amos struggled as always, letting wave after wave of pain roll through his body, and he muttered firmly in his heart: "I want to live! I want revenge!" The strong will to survive was pulled back again and again on the verge of mental collapse, hatred and pain echoed in his mind, washing his heart over and over again, and honing his mind.

"Hehe, there is such a strong sense of revenge in the world, I almost caught up with Lao Tzu!" Amos's mind suddenly came to this sentence, between hatred and pain, there was suddenly a third party. But Amos's mind did not change at all, and he clung to the will to live.

"It's really fucking unlucky, to meet such a ghost! Why don't you die sooner and be fucking far away, and the old man is also trapped here!" The voice in his head cursed constantly, and Amos didn't dare to refute, and it was fundamental to hold on to survival.

The heart, which had long been accustomed to the grinding between hatred and pain, suddenly had a third person in it, which made Amos look forward to it more, although the pain of life and death had not diminished, it seemed that time had passed faster, and when the pain ended, he wondered why it was so fast today? But then, he despised himself, which was really cheap.

Then Amos, who slept all night, still struggled to get up the next day, and no matter how difficult it was, he had to participate in the training of the outer disciples. During this time, this good young man who was not disabled has become a pacesetter in the mouth of the senior brother of the outer court, in order to motivate the lazy disciples. Those sturdy outer disciples also felt embarrassed, so they had to work hard and move forward bravely. Of course, every disciple who practiced against Amos did not let go of the water at all, and they all wanted to knock this example down and relax tomorrow. But Amos, like a tumbler, no matter how difficult it was, still appeared in the team the next day.

The outer disciples tried their best to completely defeat Amos, and Amos also thought about how to defeat an outer disciple and win some face. At the beginning, when he returned to the shack every night, he trumpeted his newborn left eye, trying to connect with the voice in his head again, but he had been unable to do it, and then he simply let go and concentrated on the matter of practicing boxing in the outer courtyard.

The newly planted pineapple fruit in the vegetable field sprouted small green shoots, and the weeds in the field also grew. Against the bright moon, Amos pulled grass in the field. It is indeed inconvenient to have one leg, so you have to bend over and make it hard, otherwise those few stump fingers will not be able to grasp the small roots of the weeds, and you will accidentally flash your head, and it will be difficult to move when you squat down. I was so tired that I couldn't do it, and when I saw that there was no one around, Amos simply crawled on the ground, so that the broken leg could be used, and pulling the weeds was faster.

After clearing the weeds, Amos sat on the ground dirty, admiring his achievements in crawling and miraculous skills, and laughed at himself in his heart: "I am invincible in the world when I get up!"

All of a sudden, when I thought of the exercises I practiced during the day, everyone was afraid of being knocked down, but why was I afraid of myself? Lying on the ground by myself had an advantage over standing? I couldn't help but think of a yin person's solution.

The next day, in the outer courtyard of the Heavenly Hell Sect, there was a sudden uproar. Amos, who had been lying on the ground in a pair of practice, was no longer afraid of his standing opponents, and came to knock down one by one. Of course, those outer disciples quit, and others lost if they fell down, but Amos was already lying on the ground, invincible? Especially the disciples who have just started, they can only rush to punch with horses, how can they fight. For a while, the voices of "cheating" and "scoundrels" resounded in the outer courtyard, and even the senior brother in the outer courtyard couldn't suppress it.

Amos finally got past his face, and the excitement of finally winning once continued into the evening. After watering the vegetable patch, Amos practiced crawling skills in the open space on his own, and under the bright moonlight, he was like a cat catching his tail and playing, full of interest.

"What a fool who is not as good as a pig, you can't use your hands as feet!" a voice popped into Amos's head. Like a thunderbolt from the sky, Amos, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly heard the feeling of a voice, and tears of happiness welled up in his eyes.

"Don't get something crooked on me!"

Amos immediately sensed that it was something in his left eye that was communicating with him, and hurriedly collected his mind and calmed his emotions, but his uncontrollable throat "evenly" made a sound, and he was so anxious that he danced and gestured.

"What a pig! don't speak, just think with your head!" a voice of impatience flashed through his mind.

"Just think so?"

"Of course it's okay! The old man already lives in your sea of knowledge, and I understand all the shit you did back then, what kind of bullshit Xuantian is less, it's not as good as a pig. ”

"I want revenge, but the meridians of the whole body can't be used, is there any way for the seniors to get rid of the dragging?"

"You see that pig has meridians? Can't the pig cultivate into an immortal? How did I meet this stupid pig!"

Although Amos had cultivated to the Golden Pill in the past and had also eradicated some Immortal Demon Beasts, he had never thought about how the beasts cultivated? The voice in his head suddenly opened up a new world for him. Yes, who has ever seen a beast and talked about any strange scriptures?

"Senior, please!" Amos immediately sat up, respectfully asking the voice in his head.

"Teach the law, the beast law, the beast law!

"This law is the law of beasts for people, and holy law for beasts!

"Yes! If the disciple violates this precept, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed!"

"From the beast path, first train the muscles and bones, and then swallow the air to dispel the customs, and practice the spirituality. This recipe is natural, and you have tried it. The moonlight here is still good, five hearts to the moon, feel the divine power of nature. "Speaking of teaching the Fa, the voice in my head is clear, dignified like a professor, and there is no longer the image of a hooligan who scolded and scolded in the early stage.

Amos followed the prompts, relaxed his body, turned to the bright moon in the sky, worshipped with his five hearts, and meditated to experience the divine power of nature. But the habit of years of cultivation always unconsciously shifts the mind to the body, but the body without a pulse makes these efforts illusory!

"Stupid hunting! Let you experience nature! What the hell are you doing tossing this pile of garbage meat!" The old rascal in his mind finally broke out, and he didn't care about anything that wasn't imaged.

Amos was sweating in shame, and once upon a time, genius and stupid pig hooked up. Busy turning his mind, his eyes slightly closed, feeling the moonlight and the divine power and aura in nature.

But a genius like a pig actually fell asleep in the moonlight! From time to time, the corners of his mouth flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he didn't know what kind of meal he dreamed of.