The sun rises and the moon sets, and time flies.

Even though he knew that there was no time for cultivation, Lu Li still couldn't help but feel that the days passed quickly.

In a blink of an eye, several months have passed since he apprenticed to Sikong Xuan.

In the past few months, he has lived a very fulfilling life.

During the day, every day he cut iron and wood to build a house and went to Qianning Division to eat.

At night, he usually follows Sikong Feng to learn all kinds of things, including common sense in the cultivation world, as well as body methods and some secrets.

It's just because Sikong Xuan made a cultivation plan for him and asked him not to improve his cultivation recently, so Lu Li hasn't practiced for the past few months.

Cultivation has also been stagnant in the twelve grades of Qi training.

However, now, compared with the one who just entered Senluo Mountain, he is earth-shaking in terms of strength and knowledge.

Hearing the sound of footsteps outside the house, Lu Li put away his thoughts, got up and took the specially prepared wine jar, pushed the door and walked out.

Outside the house, there are huge trees and spiritual plants everywhere.

It's like a fairyland on earth under the moonlight.

"What are you practicing today?"

Lu Li pushed open the door and looked at Sikong Feng, who was standing not far away, and threw the wine jar in his hand with a smile.

"Punches and feet."

Sikong Feng took the wine jar steadily and spit out two words.

"So did the master tell you where he went?"

Lu Li nodded when he heard this, walked out of the house and asked Sikong Feng.

"I didn't say it, but I can guess."

"Is that so?" Lu Li nodded.

He hadn't seen Sikong Xuan for more than a month.

I don't know what this hand-waving master is doing.

However, Lu Li didn't ask again.

And Sikong Feng just replied casually, without thinking of explaining.

The two walked to the open field not far away, and as Sikong Feng put the wine jar in his hand on the side, Lu Li also quickly entered the state

"I'll put my cultivation in the middle of foundation building, you remember to savor my moves."

As he spoke, the gray and black immortal robe on Sikong Feng's body returned into the armor he was wearing when Lu Li first met him.

As soon as the words fell, Sikong Feng raised his hand and attacked Lu Li.

Lu Li's eyes froze, turned his palm into a fist, and he also used his strength under his feet to attack Sikong Peak.

The two are on the verge of breaking out.

It's just that in terms of arm span alone, Lu Li is naturally no match for Sikong Feng's ape arm.

However, after these days of study, Lu Li is not the rookie who can only set a set of Wang Baquan at the beginning.

Looking at the fist that was attacking straight towards the door in front of him, Lu Li's body fell, his hands on the ground and then flicked his legs, and kicked Sikong Feng suddenly.

Sikong Feng's face did not change its color and resisted Lu Li's kick, but he took advantage of the momentum to jump up suddenly, hugged the hammer with both fists, and smashed towards Lu Li condescendingly.

Lu Li didn't dare to slack off, and rolled several times in a row, only then did he avoid Sikong Feng's blow to the hammer.

Seeing that the blow missed, Sikong Feng hurriedly struck another blow.

After slamming the ground, it did not stand up, but landed on all four paws and pounced towards Lu Li.

Lu Li had no stamina at this time, and his stamina had just disappeared, and his face changed when he looked at the figure that Sikong Feng rushed by.

Fortunately, in a hurry, Lu Li grabbed the ground with both hands, and a scorpion swung his tail to drive his upper body, directly pressing Sikong Feng under him.

However, Sikong Feng's natural reaction was also extremely fast.

As soon as his body turned, he shook Lu Li off, and even directly reached out to lock Lu Li's neck.

All this seems to be a long time, but in fact it is just a flash of light.

"Your physique is not weaker than me in the middle of the foundation, but you don't control the rhythm of your breathing."

Sikong Feng stood up and pulled Lu Li up and spoke.

"Breathing rhythm?"

Lu Li was a little puzzled, he seemed to have seen this statement in some places in his previous life.

"Naturally, when they are fighting, they pay attention to one breath, this breath does not mean that they have to hold their breath, but the rhythm of their breathing, as long as the rhythm is not chaotic, they will only fight more and more freely." Sikong Feng nodded.

"So I was out of breath just now......"

Lu Li recalled Sikong Feng's previous movements and his own movements, and understood what Sikong Feng meant by the breathing rhythm.

Sikong Feng just moved, extremely smooth, and as soon as he fell, he gave birth to a move, and he was completely overwhelmed by the fight.

And in addition to the variation of the first move, he took advantage of it, and the follow-up completely fell into Sikong Feng's offensive rhythm, and he was even pressed to the point that he didn't even have time to get up.

"Do you want to come again?"

Seeing that Lu Li seemed to have gained, Sikong Feng asked.

"Come!"

Lu Li took a deep breath and took the lead in attacking Sikong Peak.

……

The two practiced hard all night.

It wasn't until the sky grew brighter that the two stopped.

And after this night of fist and palm fighting, even though the spiritual power in Lu Li's body kept repairing his injuries, he still had a blue nose and swollen face at this time.

The robe on his body was also torn by Sikong Feng's sharp claws.

I didn't even have the strength to get up at this time, and I lay on the ground panting.

On the contrary, looking at Sikong Peak, it was not only unscathed, but also opened the wine jar that had been put aside before, and drank the fine wine that Lu Li bought from Qianning Peak in a small sip.

"The peak master once told me that in the battle between monks, you must go all out, because there are too many variables, and you can't guarantee what kind of hole cards your opponent will have.

Therefore, if you decide to fight, it will be a battle of life and death.

There can only be one standing. ”

Sikong Feng sat next to Lu Li and spoke slowly.

"The word fight, one horizontal and one vertical, is to stand if you win, and lie down if you lose."

Lu Li raised his eyes to look at Sikong Feng, who was drinking wine, and spoke softly.

It's not that he doesn't want to speak loudly, it's just that he has no strength at this time, and he just feels tired.

"You're right, like we're now, you lie down, I'm standing."

Sikong Feng nodded in agreement when he heard this.

However, the voice fell for a long time, but he didn't hear Lu Li's reply.

Looking down, Lu Li didn't know when he had already closed his eyes, and fell asleep with his hands on his head.

"Cultivating immortals, is it really that good......

Looking at Lu Li's sleeping appearance, Sikong Feng's eyes were a little vicissitudes.

Putting aside the wine jar that had been drunk, Sikong Feng looked up at the sky, and calmly disappeared into the earth along with the grass and trees on the tenth peak.

Because it is in the leylines, it is also bound by the leylines and cannot appear during the day......

"A big dream, I am like a guest ...... the world"

I don't know how long it took, Lu Li comfortably opened his eyes and stretched his waist, but he didn't get up, but lay quietly on the ground, looking up at the sky.

Without the pollution of the previous life, there were only white clouds floating in the blue sky.

However, from time to time, a few sword lights would stagger across the sky.

At that time, the disciples of Mori Luo Yamauchi who had just broken through the golden pill were studying the imperial sword together under the guidance of the elders.

Suddenly, a shadow fell on Lu Li.

A normal, but slightly tired face followed.

"Master, are you back?"

Lu Li sat up and looked at Sikong Xuan, who had returned.

"You're back, you won't have to go to Qianning Division for dinner tomorrow."

Sikong Xuan looked at the disciple in front of him and rubbed his eyebrows, which were a little painful.

"What? Could it be that our tenth peak is also going to have its own canteen? Lu Li looked at Sikong Xuan in surprise.

"No, it's your Uncle Fu who said that you are about to take the disciple she booked for Qianning Division crooked, and won't let you go."

Sikong Xuan recalled the message Fu Qingxue sent to him not long ago, and he was a little puzzled.

He just asked Lu Li to have a meal, how could Lu Li still have this ability.

"I just discussed with Senior Brother Kong Chen about the ten major interrogation tortures after knowing his identity, Master Fu, why is she driving me, she obviously threw your face on the ground, Master......"

Lu Li said indignantly.

"You don't have to provoke me, I can't beat you Uncle Fu now, and your Uncle Fu is very vindictive."

Sikong Xuan stared at Lu Li expressionlessly, already penetrating his careful thoughts.

"Then Master, where will I go to eat in the future?"

Lu Li smiled, looked at Sikong Xuan and asked.

"Go to Pojun Peak, I just told you Uncle Yan, and he also promised me to let you learn physical skills with him."

Sikong Xuan's voice fell slowly.

Lu Li looked at Sikong Xuan, who turned around and left without looking back, and scratched his head a little puzzled.

However, in the next moment, a gloomy voice fell into his ears, making his heart skip a beat.

"Good nephew, Uncle Fu seems to have heard you say bad things about Uncle Fu just now."

Hearing the voice, Lu Li hurriedly got up and looked at the source of the sound.

When he saw Fu Qingxue, who was dressed in the same black and red fairy robe as Sikong Xuan, Lu Li hurriedly smiled: "Just now, it was obviously my master who said that you have the most grudges against Uncle Fu, how dare my nephew say that you are Uncle Fu." ”

"Really?"

The corners of Fu Qingxue's mouth hooked up a satisfied smile, and her eyes fell on Sikong Xuan who was far away.

Sikong Xuan's body couldn't help but stiffen.

I knew this kid was going to trick me......

Turning to look at Fu Qingxue, who was smiling, Sikong Xuan smiled bitterly.

"Senior sister, don't listen to Lu Li's nonsense, where do I dare to orchestrate you behind my back......"

"Really?"

Fu Qingxue looked at Sikong Xuan's appearance and spoke again.

Then the figures of the two disappeared in an instant.