In the early morning, a thin pale white mist shrouded the top of the back mountain for a long time. A teenager sat cross-legged in it, and after a moment the teenager opened his eyes, moved his legs, which were already sitting a little numb, and asked, "Teacher, aren't we exercising ** to solve my physique?

"Cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, even if your progress is very slow every day, you have to persevere, you can't forget the root just because you have a good method, you know?" Han Yin said sternly.

"Got it, teacher. After a slight silence, Ye Chen eagerly asked, "How do we cultivate?"

"Spiritual power is the best energy to exercise**, as the spiritual power gets stronger and stronger, ** will also become stronger, the sword I let you carry is to reduce the use of spiritual power and slow down the speed, is to prevent your body from instinctively using the spiritual power in the spiritual sea. In this way, your clogged spirit will be absorbed more quickly. Of course, yesterday I also said that I need some external stimulus. Han Yin's eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be some ill will in the old eyes.

"What kind of external stimulus?" Looking at the smiling Han Yin, Ye Chen suddenly felt a little chilly.

"Get beaten! the heavier the beating, the better!" Han Yin laughed in a dark voice, and Ye Chen's little face stiffened.

"What's the matter?"

"No, how can you become a strong person if you can't endure this little hardship. Ye Chen said firmly.

"That's good, by the way, have you found the few medicinal herbs I asked you to find yesterday?" Han Yin asked.

"Well, I've bought it all, by the way, teacher, what do you want medicinal herbs for?

"No, if you want to say that other refiners will be able to do it, it's still possible, my spiritual power attributes are different. After a while, I will crush the medicinal herbs I asked you to find, and I can apply it to my body after a while, which can speed up the strength and recovery speed of **. Han Yin said.

"Oh, I got it, teacher. How should I be beaten?"

"You'll know in a moment, take off your clothes first. ”

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The breeze blew lightly, driving the flying of the leaves, and in this rustle, there was occasionally a muffled sound of ** contact.

In a hidden grove on the top of the back mountain, Ye Chen's feet were stuck in the dirt like a tree stump, his toes were tightly clasped to the ground, his teeth were clenched, and on his forehead, cold sweat was flowing, and on the body of the **, who was only wearing a pair of shorts, there were cyan bruises on it. On both sides of Ye Chen were tied two huge logs

Behind Ye Chen, Han Yin, who was in a state of soul, was sitting cross-legged on a boulder, and at this time, he was looking at Ye Chen, who was gritting his teeth and insisting, with a solemn face, and waved his palm lightly. With the wave of the palm, the air fluctuated slightly, and a blue spiritual power slowly drove the huge log to rise, and after reaching a certain height, the spiritual power gradually dissipated, the hemp rope was tightly straightened, and the log slowly accelerated due to gravity, and finally smashed heavily on Ye Chen's chest, leaving a long cyan bruise.

The corners of his mouth trembled violently, and he took a breath of cold air between his teeth, Ye Chen only felt that his empty mouth seemed to be numb suddenly, and bursts of hot pain went straight into his heart, under this intense pain, Ye Chen was even a little weak on his toes, and he almost couldn't hold it anymore...

After the severe pain, it is the blocked spiritual power in the body, and the spiritual power seems to be more energetic than usual under the stimulation of the pain, happily penetrating through the meridians, slowly penetrating into the skeletal muscles, and quietly strengthening... Just when Ye Chen was about to hold on, a trace of coolness entered Ye Chen's body through the giant sword beside him, making Ye Chen feel a little more sober.

"Come again!" When the pain in his chest gradually faded, Ye Chen's immature little face was full of persistence and stubbornness, gritting his teeth.

Looking at Ye Chen, who gritted his teeth and insisted on striking, Han Yin's withered old face squeezed out a smile of relief, nodded slightly, and in the palm of his hand, the light blue spiritual power shot out again. "Bang, bang, bang..."In the small woods, there were a few oozing muffled sounds and a low hum slightly mixed with painful sounds, one after another.

Han Yin's attack is extremely measured, and every time the log attacks, it just reaches the critical point that Ye Chen's body can withstand now, so that it will not seriously injure Ye Chen, but also bring him real pain. The kind of heart-piercing pain that hit his body made Ye Chen's little face almost distorted in pain. On the body, with the wave of Han Yin's palm, there were more and more bruises...

"Bang!" Another spiritual power shot out, and Ye Chen, who was like a wooden stake, finally reached the limit of what he could bear, his legs were weak, and he collapsed without strength. After wheezing violently for a long time, Ye Chen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, raised his head, and said with a difficult smile: "Teacher, how is it?"

"Very good, I took the eighty-one times today, which is much stronger than the seven times a month and a half ago..."Han Yin nodded with a smile on his face, there was an imperceptible exclamation in his old eyes, in the past month and a half, Ye Chen's resilience was beyond his expectations, just like today, he originally thought that seventy times was already Ye Chen's limit, but the latter persevered to the eighty-first time, which really made him have to sigh at the patience of this little guy.

Listening to Han Yin's words, Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the mud and rested for a while, and only after his body regained consciousness did he slowly get up. The transparent body shook slightly, and he came to Ye Chen's side. Said a word of concern that has been said many times: "Hurry up and smear the whole body with the juice mashed with medicinal herbs, otherwise the remaining bruises in your body will seriously injure you." ”

Listening to Han Yin's words, Ye Chen nodded clearly, breathed a heavy sigh of relief, picked up the juice that had been mashed on the side, and smeared it.

When applying it, it was inevitable to touch the bruises, and naturally it was so painful that Ye Chen grinned. After applying, the cold juice stained the skin full of bruises, Ye Chen suddenly took a few deep breaths of cool air comfortably, and the fluttering feeling made him slowly close his eyes as if he were enjoying it. Lying straight on the ground, I didn't want to move. Ye Chen, who was lying on the ground, breathed rapidly, gradually stabilized, and in the end, a low snoring sound came out of his nose vaguely, after experiencing a painful torture, Ye Chen finally couldn't bear the double exhaustion of spirit and **, and fell asleep deeply. Han Yin looked at Ye Chen, who was sleeping sweetly, and his transparent body twisted, turning into light and flashing into the black ring.

During Ye Chen's sleep, the juice went down the slightly open pores on Ye Chen's body, quietly burrowing into his body, a trace of light and gentle energy, washing away the somewhat hideous bruises, and at the same time, it also continued to impact the stubborn spiritual power in the meridians, adding vitality and continuous strengthening to the ** that has reached the limit... Sleep continues, and reinforcement goes on unconsciously.

While strengthening and repairing Ye Chen**, the cyan juice smeared on his body was gradually fading, obviously, the medicinal power contained in the juice was about to be squandered by Ye Chen.

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I don't know how long I slept this night, Ye Chen only remembered that when he woke up, the hot sunlight had disappeared, and the stars were already hanging high in the sky. Lazily stretched his waist, the bones in his body crackled suddenly, raised his head, and felt the indescribable vitality and fullness all over his body, Ye Chen couldn't help but lose his voice: "It's so cool!" Standing up, the juice on his body had long since disappeared.

Touched his nose, "It's only been half a month, and the medicine has run out, hey, where can I get a thousand gold coins again?" Ye Chen shook his head helplessly, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and slowly closed his eyes with some joy, carefully sensing the state of the spiritual power in his body

After a while, Ye Chen opened his eyes, his palms were slightly clenched, and in his soft laughter, there was a surprise that could not be concealed: "After three years, I have finally reached the sixth level of the foundation! After speaking, Ye Chen took steps with excitement.

Feeling Ye Chen's promotion, the Han Yin in the ring is also very different, you must know that the cultivation of spiritual power is particularly difficult to cultivate, and the primary nine-stage spiritual power takes ten or even twenty years, and there are not a few people... Of course, once you become a true spirit, then your cultivation speed will be greatly accelerated, before you become a spirit, a year may only be able to increase the spirit by one level, but after entering the spirit, maybe you can soar a few levels in a year... Although Ye Chen had been cultivating for three years before, his current performance was indeed a bit terrifying

"Even with my help, I thought it would take a while, but I really met a nice little guy. After speaking, Han Yin looked at Ye Chen's eyes with more kindness.