Running around the lake, running around the lake again!

Regardless of the wind and rain or the severe cold and heat, as long as the lake is not happy, he will be punished for running around the lake.

For more than a decade, running around the lake has become a daily compulsory.

So, run, boy!

"Catch."

A small black ball the size of a baby's fist was thrown out of Hu Lao's hand and smashed straight into Zi Yunchen's face.

Zi Yunchen had a wry smile on his face.

This small ball is called Meteorite Planet, and it has been asked by the lake elder to wear it on his body since the first day of cultivation.

It is hard, heavy, and most importantly, it has the effect of suppressing Xuanqi.

If you wear it on your body, the speed of the Xuan Qi in your body will slow down by 60%!

He hadn't broken through Wuhou before, just because he had it with him.

Now, after the breakthrough is completed, Hu Lao asked him to put it back on.

Dozens of miles of mirror lake, sparkling.

Zi Yunchen flashed by the lake like a flowing cloud, and he couldn't help but think of the scene when he ran around the lake for the first time more than ten years ago.

At that time, there was no cultivation and no strong physique, and it took him two full days to complete a lap.

Ten laps, he only needs a quarter of an hour.

Hu Lao shook his fan and looked at Zi Yunchen who was standing leisurely in front of him with satisfaction: "The speed is okay." ”

Zi Yunchen saluted: "I'll go to the ice spring to bathe." ”

He washed and cleaned, and every time he finished running, he always had to go to the ice spring to take a soak, which was supposed to be the practice of ice exercises.

"Wait. Are you hungry? Hu Lao shouted to him, and there was a lewdness in his calm and waveless eyes: "You want to go down the mountain, I have nothing to give the old man, so I will invite you to have a barbecue." ”

Zi Yunchen paused, every time he heard Hu Lao say that he wanted to eat barbecue, he would have a faint sense of foreboding.

The old thief looked left and right with his eyebrows, sensing that there was no one in the mountain behind the Medicine King Palace, so he immediately stretched out his hand to volley into the air, and immediately caught a pair of spirit cranes playing in the water, he threw them into the air casually, "The spirit cranes in the Medicine King Palace taste unique, up." ”

Really......

A trace of helplessness flashed in Zi Yunchen's eyes, and he brushed the ground and drew his sword.

The silver light flew, and the feathers fell one after another, and they happened to be stacked one by one, and none of them flew around.

Between the silver light, his deep and handsome eyebrows have a serious and focused beauty.

Hu Lao nodded secretly.

Wuhou is different, the speed of running around the lake is faster, and the speed of cleaning up the spirit crane has also improved.

This is his only apprentice.

It's a pity that he is not a dual attribute of fire and wood, and he cannot inherit his alchemy mantle.

It's a pity, it's a pity.

When he came back to his senses, the silver light was gone, and the tip of the sharp sword was inserted with two feathers that had faded cleanly, and the sword body was not stained with blood.

Zi Yunchen turned sideways, and the tip of the sword was pulled through the mirror lake, and the spirit crane had been cleaned.

A mixture of wood and danxiang came, and Hu Lao didn't know where to take out his most cherished Longqi Wood Dan Furnace, and asked Zi Yunchen to throw the Linghe into it, close the lid, and with a flick of his fingertips, a gray-black flame fell on the bottom of the Dan furnace.

A moment later, a scent of danxiang mixed with spiritual flesh wafted out of the furnace.

Zi Yunchen couldn't help but think of Luo Qingyin's barbecue in the Qishi Mountain Range, if she used the Dan furnace to cook game, the taste would definitely be even better.

"Chill it down."

With the shout of Hu Lao, the furnace was shaken, the lid of the furnace was lifted, and the two ripe spirit cranes flew into the air, and Zi Yunchen subconsciously attacked a thin ice crystal, and as soon as it came into contact with the hot spirit crane, a white mist emerged under the alternation of cold and heat, and the aroma suddenly bloomed.

Hu Laomei smiled and took one, took a bite, and breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction.

"Happy!" Hu Lao raised his eyebrows proudly, "Yesterday, old man, I just refined two Holy Grade Wenyang Pills, and the slag is still in the furnace, so it's cheap for you." ”

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