West of Lieshan City, more than ten miles away.

Deep in a secluded valley, the trees are towering, and the sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves, dappling the ground with dead leaves.

"Bang! bang......"

Loud crashing sounds came and went.

Mu Han walked around a thick tung tree, his feet were smart, his body was like a swimming snake, constantly attacking, punching, slapping, arm smashing, kicking, kneeling, and body collision......

The attacks rained down on the trunks of the trees in a continuous manner.

At this time, Mu Han was very pleasantly surprised.

Although the previous master of his body could not cultivate martial arts, he was not willing to be an ordinary person who was bullied by the children of the Mu family.

When he was eight years old, after learning that he didn't have a heart palace, he kept observing the cultivation methods of those Mu family disciples, and then desperately imitated hard practice.

Seven years is like a day, and he has always practiced diligently.

This body was trained by him to be very strong, and its strength was almost comparable to that of a monk in the Martial Realm. It's a pity that he doesn't have a heart palace, and he can't sense the existence of any heaven and earth aura, and when he really starts to move, he is not the opponent of the cultivators of the Outer Zhuang Realm in terms of strength.

Every time he fights with those Mu family children, it almost always ends in his fiasco.

However, this inspired him even more.

For seven years, he would come here whenever he had the chance. The surface of the trunk of each of the dozens of alder trees in the valley was pitted by him, and even some of the trees still had dense blood streaks left, which were all traces left by his hard work.

Now, Mu Han has become the new owner of this body.

After only a short period of adaptation, the movements have become very familiar.

After fully recovering from the injuries left a few days ago, Mu Han's spirit and strength were very strong. With this level of attack, Mu Han didn't feel any pain.

This is all the result of Mu Han's hard work before.

Mu Han was originally just an ordinary office worker on the earth, and he would be out of breath when he ran a few steps, but now he was still comfortable punching and kicking the tree trunk for several minutes. This huge change surprised Mu Han greatly, and his movements became faster and faster.

The stormy assault lasted less than a quarter of an hour, and the novelty vanished without a trace.

Every time his limbs hit the trunk of the tree, Mu Han felt as if his bones were about to burst, and the swelling pain in his muscles was even more unbearable.

In the previous twenty years of life, Mu Han had never suffered like this.

Several times, Mu Han wanted to stop and rest, but when he caught a glimpse of those marks and blood marks on the trunk, he would unconsciously feel a sense of shame in his heart.

So, Mu Han gritted his teeth again and again.

About half an hour later, Mu Han was like a wounded beast, his mouth let out a heavy wheez, and beads of sweat the size of beans seeped out of his pores one by one, soaking his clothes and hair like a chicken that had just been fished out of the river.

This is, the calluses on Mu Han's palms have long been scratched by the tung alder tree, dripping with blood, his two arms are also red and swollen, the bones of his chest and feet seem to be about to break, and his whole body is like about to fall apart, and the pain that has penetrated into the bone marrow spreads everywhere.

Mu Han tried his best to suppress the pain in his body, and the exercise mantra of "Purple Jade Smoke Formula" kept coming out of his mind.

Another long time has passed, the sun has hung in the sky, and the thud in the valley is still like wisps.

Mu Han's footsteps became quite slow, but his movements still did not stop.

Punches, arm throws, leg lifts, spins......

Mu Han's body was scarred, his handsome face was swollen red like fire, dizziness surged up on his head for a while, and his chest seemed to be suffocated and about to explode.

Persistence, persistence......

Mu Han's mind sank into the mantra of "Purple Jade Smoke Recipe", like a monster that never knew what pain and fatigue were, allowing the blood on his body to burst out.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour......

It's getting slower!

"Plop!"

Nearly an hour later, after Mu Han's snail-like punch hit the blood-stained tung tree, the last trace of strength in his body poured out, and his body fell on his back.

Immediately, his eyes closed, but not only did Mu Han not faint at this moment, but his consciousness became clearer than ever.

Steeply, Mu Han's eyebrows trembled slightly.

Immediately after, Mu Han felt that a trace of soft aura separated from the surrounding heaven and earth, penetrated into the center of his eyebrows, and then drilled out from the heart palace.

"Heaven and Earth Aura!"

The excited thought lasted for less than two seconds, and Mu Han calmed down.

With the operation of the "Purple Jade Smoke Recipe", these spiritual qi began to seep into Mu Han's muscles and bones like wisps. The cool meaning circulated in the limbs, and the feeling of pain gradually disappeared, and it was like bathing in the spring breeze and drinking elixir, and for a while, the whole body was extremely happy.

Time passed quietly, and more and more heaven and earth aura drilled into the body.

A subtle metamorphosis is beginning to emerge......

First, Mu Han's muscles began to squirm slowly, and then the bone joints made a slight popping sound. In the end, the amplitude of the muscles squirming became larger and larger, and Mu Han's clothes were bursting, and the joints crackled like firecrackers.

Nearly two quarters of an hour later, calm returned to the valley.

"Whew!"

Mu Han's eyes opened suddenly, and as soon as his arms slapped on the ground, his body bounced up. With only a few slight movements of the limbs, a strong sense of strength is derived from the muscles and bones. At this moment, Mu Han felt that his body seemed to be filled with inexhaustible strength.

"The martial realm is heavy, and the outer realm is strong?"

Mu Han was stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Whew!"

Throwing his arm, Mu Han punched the tree in front of him.

Bang, deafening.

The basin-sized tung alder tree exploded, the sawdust splashed everywhere, and most of the trunk was blown away by Mu Han's fist, as if it had been bitten by a fierce beast.

The tree shook a few times, could no longer support it, and collapsed with a bang.

"Outside the Realm! Sure enough, it's the Outer Realm!"

Looking at the trembling trees, Mu Han was ecstatic and roared excitedly.

Mu Han never thought that he would be able to do this, he had suppressed the urge to give up countless times before, and now he finally got a fruitful reward. In less than a day, he went from an ordinary person without a heart palace to a real martial arts monk.

The outer Zhuang realm is only the first weight of the martial realm.

But for him, it was a miraculous progress.

After reaching the Outer Strength Realm, the muscles and bones will become stronger after being tempered by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Now, even if an ordinary person slashes with a sharp steel knife, at most he can only cut through Mu Han's skin, and it is impossible for the blade to cut into the muscles.

As for Mu Han's physical strength, it has increased by at least dozens of times.

Many children of the Mu family in the outer Zhuang realm made a move, and it was good to be able to break the wood the size of the sea bowl with one punch, but when he punched out, he burst the tung alder tree several times the size of the sea bowl.

"The Purple Jade Smoke Technique is really magical, and it doesn't seem impossible to reach the Chemical Martial Entry Dao in three years......" Mu Han muttered, he found that after reaching the Outer Zhuang Realm, there was an extra small white cloud of things in his transparent heart palace, and the Purple Void Divine Palace was covered by this mass of things.

Mu Han didn't know whether this change was good or bad, and now he could only accept such a change.

In his mind, Mu Han's fist swung out again.

"Bang ......"

A powerful crash echoed through the valley again.

The rhythmic voice continued to come into his ears, and Mu Han felt a sense of rebirth. Only then did he feel that he had completely merged with the memories of the body itself, and that they were no longer separated from each other. The experience of more than 20 years on earth may really only become a memory buried in the bottom of my heart.

When the sun set, Mu Han fully adapted to the surge of strength and returned to Lieshan City.

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