"It's really a ...... overnight"

Daomen Courtyard, the martial arts arena, Huang Yuan and Huang Yan, the two immortal masters, looked at Wang Cheng who was holding up the thousand catties of yellow armor in a daze, and was speechless for a while.

Yesterday, this kid struggled to even hold a 500-pound knife, and after a night, his strength more than doubled. If they hadn't all checked Wang Cheng's body yesterday, they would definitely suspect that this kid was pretending to be a pig now.

"This, even if you kid has a superb understanding, it's not realistic to succeed overnight. This qi and blood are strong, and it is necessary to nourish. Boy, what elixir did you take last night? ”

Huang Yan Immortal Master Su Bingfan didn't believe it, and circled around Wang Cheng, looking up and down, left and right.

"Nope."

Wang Cheng was helpless, he had said this several times.

"I don't believe it, come, I'll take a closer look."

Su Bingfan didn't believe in evil, and he didn't wait for Wang Cheng's consent, and his big hands were facing Wang Cheng for a while, touching his bones and pinching his tendons.

Wang Cheng was powerless to resist, so he could only let it go and let him touch all over his body.

"Huh?"

Su Bingfan touched it for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, and Huang Yan burned in his eyes, and then suddenly said: "I see, but I forgot that your kid was originally the prince of Kangguo, and I think that Emperor Kang has bothered about you since he was a child, right?" All over the body, there is a lock of medicinal power, it seems that your father still loves you very much, ordinary people would have died a long time ago if they were so engaged, you are a master who uses great mana to turn the medicinal power of all kinds of elixirs into every inch of your skin and every bone. Now that you have an epiphany and enter the body refining, these medicinal powers are activated, which can make you grow overnight, and your strength can reach a thousand catties. Well, it's grown in size too. ”

After Su Bingfan finished speaking, he also compared Wang Cheng's height with his hand, and found that he was one or two inches taller than yesterday, and he was also a lot stronger.

Now Wang Cheng also understood, to put it simply, Kandi loved him very much, and then used various panaceas to marinate him.

In other words, even when others have reached the realm, they must also rely on food to replenish the nutrients and energy needed to strengthen their qi and blood. And he didn't need it, because he already had enough medicinal power in his body to support his cultivation needs.

However, how does this sound so familiar?

Wang Cheng faintly felt that something was wrong, and he had a bad premonition.

"Hehe, boy, your father raised you like a 10,000-year-old mountain ginseng, fortunately you entered the Twelve Sects, if you let people know that you are full of medicinal power outside, those evil demon cultivators will definitely try their best to catch you to refine medicine, the best main medicine."

Seeing Su Bingfan's evil smile on his face, Wang Cheng finally knew what the problem was.

Damn, isn't this Tang Seng?

We must not forget our original intention!

Before the congenital, swear not to go out of the mountain!

Don't go out even if you die!

"Okay, Brother Su, don't scare him. Wang Cheng, although your body contains a lot of medicinal power, it is definitely not as outrageous as he said. With the foundation of your body, even if a medical master locks the medicinal power into your body with great mana, your body can't keep too much. It may seem like a lot to the average person, but to the eyes of a real monk, it's nothing. I just took a look, and the medicinal power in your body can support your cultivation to the Holy Flail Realm at most. ”

At this time, the Huangyuan Immortal Master also came over, grabbed Wang Cheng's wrist, and the wisps of blue light seeped into Wang Cheng's body like flowing water, and said after probing.

"What really amazes me about you is your understanding. Breaking the earth boxing, one of the ten techniques of the Taoist, I have never heard of it overnight. But don't be complacent, always remember that you are a first-class waste, and your starting point is too low and too low. If you really want to cultivate immortals, you can only be single-minded and selfless. Do you understand? ”

Then Huangyuan Immortal Master Zhengse said to Wang Cheng.

"Wang Cheng, remember the teachings of the immortal master, and you will not forget the grace of the teachings of the two teachers!"

When Wang Cheng heard this, he thought it was true, and at the same time, his heart was a little warm and moved.

Although he was not a disciple of the Sword Gate Academy, the two immortal masters Huang Yan and Huang Yuan had always treated him equally, and even cared more than other students of the Sword Gate Academy.

"Hey, if you have time to be hypocritical here, it's better to punch again."

Immortal Master Huang Yan took out the big gourd and took a sip, laughed disdainfully, and after speaking, he walked to the east pulpit and continued to guide the cultivation of the twenty-nine Spirit Flail Realm students.

"Leave him alone, he's like this, you keep practicing, if you don't understand anything, you can come and ask me ......"

Seeing this, Immortal Master Huangyuan smiled and said to Wang Cheng, but halfway through speaking, he suddenly paused and thought: "However, there are very few people who practice the Ten Techniques of Daoist Master nowadays, and there are even fewer Earth-Breaking Fists, and I have never practiced either." Well, if I don't understand, I'll find one for you. ”

"Thank you, teacher."

Wang Cheng thanked him again.

Subsequently, Wang Cheng, like other students, found an open space in the huge martial arts arena and continued to practice ground-breaking boxing.

Soon, he was immersed in it, and his mind was undistracted.

Or practice the odd posture, punching not like the ground-breaking punch of boxing.

Or sit cross-legged and meditate.

"Hehe, this waste body is kind of interesting, who knows what kind of punch he hit?"

"It looks like an old king's eight punches."

"Hahaha, laughing to death."

After the lunch meal, Wang Cheng continued to practice boxing, and many students gathered in groups to take a lunch break, seeing Wang Cheng turning his head and swinging his waist there, punching slowly, many people laughed, and the group of people led by Wu Jianchao laughed the loudest.

"Hehe, don't underestimate others, they are the princes of a country outside, and there are also orders from the sect master here, walking in the courtyards. You see, even the alchemy chosen by others is so different, the legendary Taoist Ten Techniques. And didn't you hear it in the morning? People are getting started overnight, there are no ancients, and they deserve to be the first talent of my twelve sects! ”

Wu Jianchao held a black and cold pictogram swallowing spring and autumn broadsword in his arms, and his slender eyes showed disdain, and he said teasingly.

"Hehe, Brother Chao is too exalted of him. A waste prince, an abandoned son who doesn't even want Dakang, the suzerain's edict is afraid that it is not the suzerain's mercy that kindly takes him in. As for the first talent, Brother Chao is too right, but it is the first waste material! ”

"Aha."

"One night entry, nice to say. I didn't get started until I was fifteen years old, what is there to show off? And I've heard that it's due to the medicinal power he had accumulated in his body before. Alas, we mud-legged people can't compare to the noble origins of others, look, even if they are first-class waste, they have all kinds of panaceas stuffed into the body without money. Tsk, if I had this resource since I was a child, I'm afraid I would have been born a long time ago. ”

"Humph! Waste, a waste of resources! ”

Subsequently, everyone pointed at Wang Cheng, some made fun of him, some were sour, and his speech became more and more ugly.

"Senior Brother Yin, what do you think?"

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, although this is only the second day of entering the Daomen Academy, but at this time, the students on the martial arts field have been faintly divided into four groups, Wu Jianchao is one, and there are about five or six people under him. On the other side, there is a group with the largest number of people, more than a dozen people gathered together.

As the first person, he has a graceful bearing and is quite extraordinary, and the students on the left and right respect him.

"Don't look at it, three years is fast. The waste body is a waste body after all, relying on the medicinal power accumulated in the body, if he works hard enough, maybe the Holy Flail Realm is hopeful, but the innate chasm cannot be broken through by the medicinal power. ”

Yin Pengfei replied lightly.

There was a long knife with a dark blue handle pinned to his waist, which was one of the seven-colored divine knives of the Sword Gate Courtyard, the owner of the "Green Knife", and he was also one of the four eighth-rank geniuses of this year.

"Heh, what a small success overnight, it turned out to be relying on external forces."

One of his men sneered dismissively.

"Don't laugh at it, don't pay attention to it, people like him are destined to be erased after three years, expelled from the mountain gate, and they are not from the same world as us."

Yin Pengfei took his eyes off Wang Cheng and said flatly.

Then he turned his gaze and successively fell on Yue Ying'er and Hong Changwei, who were not far from Wang Cheng's side, especially Yue Ying'er who stayed on Yue Ying'er for the longest time, and said: "But his two protectors are good, although their qualifications are not high, but their understanding is good." Especially that girl, everyone can have more contact if they have nothing to do, if they can, fight for it, and when I step into the congenital, I will apply for an association and establish our own 'Green Knife Society'. ”

"Yes!"

When Yin Pengfei's subordinates heard this, their faces were excited.

The Twelve Sects allow their disciples to form associations, or to share similar interests, or to practice together, or to advance and retreat together when they go out, and so on.

"What? Senior Brother Li, are you saying that after we form an association, we want to invite that waste body to join? ”

In addition to Wu Jianchao and Yin Pengfei, there is a third group in the martial arts arena, which is less in number than Yin Pengfei and more than Wu Jianchao. The first person has broad shoulders and a big head, looks stocky and ordinary, looks very kind, but has a calm bearing, and is quite young and old.

At this time, his men were looking at him with puzzled expressions.

"Alas, the immortal road is not easy, we are all children of the poor family, and the purpose of the association is to support each other and go to the immortal road together. Although this Wang Cheng is from the Dakang royal family, it is obvious that he is already an abandoned son, and the royal family is ruthless, what is the difference between him and us at this time? ”

"Even if he doesn't succeed for three years, what if he is expelled from the mountain? The fairy road is already cruel, our brothers and sisters, there may also be this situation, will we not care about these brothers and sisters in the future? No, meeting is fate, and fellowship is love. The club that I, Li Guihua, want to establish, is a sentient society that supports each other and never abandons. ”

Li Guihua, one of the four geniuses of this year, although he is not the holder of the seven-colored divine sword, he has also obtained a divine sword to recognize the master, and he is also the twentieth ranked one strange knife - Bai Huang.

Compared with Hong Changwei's mighty sword and Wu Jianchao's city-destroying elephant, the ranking is higher.

"Senior Brother Li Gaoyi, I'm ashamed."

The students under Li Guihua looked ashamed, and at the same time admired Li Guihua even more.

They are all children of the Han family, and most of the spiritual roots are only middle and upper, and due to limited resources, most of them are still only in the spirit flail realm, and it is possible for someone to stop the holy flail after three years.

And although Li Guihua is also from a poor family, he is an eighth-class genius, if he is willing, your family can be at his fingertips. There is no need to mess with people like them who are not very bright, but he takes care of every poor student like a big brother, and he can't help but be disrespectful to them.

"Well, everyone is a classmate, you might as well communicate more, the so-called threesome, there must be my teacher. By the way, the qualifications of the two protectors of this senior brother Wang Cheng are not low, and that girl is generally a half-step congenital with me, so you can ask others for advice. ”

Li Guihua nodded, his smile was gentle, but his gaze was the same as Yin Pengfei, falling on Yue Ying'er and Hong Changwei.

"Senior Brother Li, it's okay to say that the one named Hong Changwei is good. But the girl named Yue Ying'er is not easy to contact, you see, plus the one over there, these two women are already known as the two ice beauties of the Daomen Courtyard, and they don't care about people at all, and the mouth over there is still a little poisonous, I heard that Yin Pengfei and Wu Jianchao have both touched the wall. ”

However, when his subordinates heard this, they smiled bitterly, pointed at Yue Ying'er, and said to another girl in a corner.

In this martial arts arena, in addition to their three small groups, there are also some students who are more withdrawn and do not join them.

"Oh? This girl is the girl who said the day before yesterday, 'There is no knife in my heart, why practice the knife', right? ”

Li Guihua showed a hint of a smile.

This time, the Daomen Academy received a total of four eighth-rank spiritual root geniuses, one is him, the other is Wu Jianchao and Yin Pengfei, and the last one is this lonely girl, named Hai Li, who is the head of the seven-color divine sword, the holder of the blue knife.

She also has a twin sister named Haiyang, who seems to be relatively close to Yin Pengfei, a giant businessman.

Don't worry, let's have a good relationship with Wang Cheng, the abolished prince, first.

Li Guihua is not in a hurry, he already has a plan in his heart.

Compared with Hai Li, a genius, he is more optimistic about Yue Yinger and Hong Changwei, the two protectors of Wang Cheng, and the children of the poor family are the focus of his struggle.

On the Heavenly Sword Peak, in a mid-mountain pavilion, Huang Yuan and Huang Yan are drinking together, from their point of view, they can have a clear view of the martial arts field, although the distance is far away, but they are all Taoist people, and their eyesight and ear power are extraordinary.

"Hey, a bunch of unfortunate things, with mixed thoughts, it would be hellish if they could become enlightened. Among these four people, only the little girl Haley is a knife seed. The other three are not as good as Yue Yinger and Hong Changwei. In terms of the heart of the Dao, I am afraid that even Wang Cheng and Gao Ziyi, who are at the bottom of the qualifications, are really blind and talented. ”

Immortal Master Huang Yan drank a bowl of wine, looking like he hated iron but not steel.

Although it is a drink, the Huangyuan immortal master opposite is drinking tea, she pours tea with her bare hands, her red lips blow lightly, her demeanor is beautiful, she takes a sip, shakes her head slightly, and says: "It is because of this that we are needed Immortal Masters, if the students are obedient and well-behaved children, all of them are conscious, practice hard, and go up every day, then what do you want us to do?" ”

Forehead......

Huang Yanxian Shi Leopard's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but be speechless.

That's the fucking truth.

"Actually, compared to them, what I'm more curious about now is this Wang Cheng."

Huangyuan Immortal Master was blowing tea, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, the distance between the mountain and the mountain was far away, but Wang Cheng, who was meditating and contemplating, was infinitely magnified in her eyes, and she was delicate. In her ears, breath could be heard.

"Oh? This kid, his understanding and perseverance are not bad. As the prince of Dakang, he is not arrogant or impatient, without a trace of condescension, and is sincere and courteous, which is even more rare. It's a pity, if the qualifications are a little better, he may be able to achieve something. ”

Huang Yan Immortal Master nodded, obviously very satisfied with Wang Cheng, but his face was regretful.

"Brother Su, I don't think this kid is so simple. Started overnight, and cultivated the ten techniques of the Taoist, this kind of understanding, if it is not a flash of inspiration, once in a while, it is amazing. And don't forget, the Sect Master's Decree! ”

Huang Yuan Immortal Master was thoughtful.

"The Patriarch's Decree ......"

Huang Yan Immortal Master also fell into thought.

"I think the destruction of the stone statue of the Taoist Master is by no means unbearable to look at and self-destruct, it is a joke. This kid is only afraid of having secrets. ”

Huang Yuan Immortal Master said again.

"Hey, listening to Yuanyuan, I underestimated this kid. After all, it is the prince of Kangguo, so it is not surprising that it is a bit secret. But to say a thousand things and ten thousand, he's a first-class waste, it's difficult! ”

"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult! ”

Huang Yanxian Master had four "difficulties" in a row, obviously not having much hope for Wang Cheng. Then he turned his gaze and stared at Huang Yuan Immortal Master and said, "Yuan Yuan, you let him practice the Soil Breaking Fist, just to let him fight that line, right?" ”

"Yes, with his qualifications, if he wants to succeed, the only way to break through the extreme realm of the physical body is to break through. Our twelve sects, none of them are more suitable than the primordial body technique passed down by the Taoist master himself. ”

Huang Yuan nodded.

"In the extreme realm of the physical body, this kind of thankless thing is also difficult."

Huang Yan shook his head.

"Let's go, it's almost time for lunch break, let's continue teaching."

Then the two of them got up, drove their swords, and fell towards the martial arts arena.