The sun rises in the east, and the sun shines softly on the road, as if it is clothed with a golden coat, rendering this red world more charming.

The flames soared into the sky, the flames splashed everywhere, and the boundless sea of fire burned endlessly, burning the entire sky into fiery red, scorching, high temperature, under this seemingly difficult environment, there were cultivation conditions that countless martial artists envied and yearned for.

Surrounded by fire, on the islands of three or two, at this time it was full, groups of warriors sat quietly cross-legged, sweat densely covered their almost naked bodies, the tumbling fire Lang, washing their bodies again and again, the air, even filled with a smell of burning, but they did not say a word. Because they know that if they want to succeed and achieve better results than others, they need to endure hardships that others can't endure.

Practicing alone in the morning and training intensively in the afternoon, the disciples did not dare to relax at all, and took advantage of this free time to step up their cultivation.

On an imperceptible island, Lin Xiu squatted down, his body bent slightly, and the menacing flames rushed towards him, reflecting Lin Xiu's delicate but increasingly resolute face. Clenched his teeth, letting the flames hit his body like raging, making a tearing sound of flesh and skin opening, Lin Xiu's brows were tightly twisted together, and the corners of his lips were covered with a little blood because of the clenching of his teeth.

Refining the skin, integrating the fire attribute element into the skin and flesh, completing a preliminary transformation, and the highlight of this step is to find the weak fire element in the body and introduce it into the flesh and blood, and then use it as an introduction to introduce the fire element scattered between heaven and earth into the skin. This seems to be a simple step, but it is really complicated and difficult to do.

His expression remained unchanged, his mind sank, and Lin Xiu quietly sensed the faint fire element in his body. Between heaven and earth, above the sea of fire, the rich and almost substantial fire attribute elements surrounded Lin Xiu's body, like a silkworm cocoon, enveloping Lin Xiu.

As time passed, the fire attribute elements around Lin Xiu's body were still as rich as ever, and Lin Xiu's body skin had deepened, but there was not much change.

"It's still too hasty, and the improvement of strength is really not something that can be completed overnight. ”

With his brows clustered, Lin Xiu withdrew his horse steps, sat down on the stones on the side, wiped the sweat droplets on his forehead with his hands, and said thoughtfully. There were bursts of pain in the scorched cracks on his body, which made Lin Xiu gasp, as a martial artist, he must first learn to endure the pain.

Finding the fire attribute elements in the body can be described as a familiar road for Lin Xiu, but it is extremely difficult to introduce the internal fire attribute elements into the flesh and skin. Lin Xiu carefully guided the fire attribute element and approached the flesh and blood, but whenever it wanted to enter the flesh, it would be blocked by a thin film, and it was difficult to enter the fire attribute element for a long time, and finally disappeared completely.

"I hope that the training camp in the afternoon can be fruitful. ”

Sighing in his heart, Lin Xiu thought with some disappointment.

However, it is no wonder that Lin Xiuhui is like this, yesterday's cultivation progress was rapid, but today it is not moving at all, this kind of gap is not small. But fortunately, he also knows that qualitative change is the accumulation of quantitative changes, and the rice must be eaten one bite at a time, and the road must be walked step by step, and it is a little unrealistic to swallow a big fat man in one bite.

After treating the wound a little and putting on the red robe, Lin Xiuxin said, "I don't know how that kid is cultivating in Dao Fu Huang." ”

On the other side of the sea of fire, there was a different scene, in the Fire Purple Bamboo Forest, there were fourteen or fifteen people, holding a special machete in their hands, slashing towards the Fire Purple Bamboo, but this seemingly slender Fire Purple Bamboo was as if it had been cast, it was difficult to shake, and the only extra thing was a shallow mark that could be ignored.

"Damn, is this bamboo!"

A thin man with the strength of a four-star martial artist threw the machete in his hand aside irritablely, and scolded with an angry face. Beside the man, dozens of bamboos were scattered scattered.

As soon as they shouted, everyone's eyes also gathered, some shook their heads helplessly, and continued to be active in their hands, some would laugh disdainfully, and more were sympathetic, because they were all under the same roof, and they all had a headache for this resilient fire purple bamboo.

"Okay, okay, it's useless to complain, let's cut it quickly, as much as you can, otherwise you will be punished again." ”

A companion next to the thin man smiled bitterly and comforted them, yesterday, they were punished for an hour's workload, and they were so tired that they didn't even have the strength to go back. But there is no way, in this team, they are the weakest, and the workload of a hundred trees an hour is indeed difficult for them.

"Damn, what sin did you do in your last life to suffer this kind of sin. ”

The thin man muttered to the side, picked up the machete thrown on the ground, and then began the monotonous and tiring work of chopping bamboo.

This is just a small episode of the bamboo cutting team, everyone didn't care, because this kind of thing has happened more than once, but what's the use, they can't really strike, and the above don't care about your behavior at all, what they ultimately value is the number of bamboo you chop, as for the rest, it's all secondary.

The bamboo chopping team continued its work, and in this team of only a dozen people, there was a body that was thinner than a thin man, and he was waving the machete in his hand without stopping for a moment, cutting towards the hard bamboo, this person was Fu Huang.

"Sonorous. ”

The machete collides with the fire purple bamboo, making a burst of crashing sounds, but this sound is not necessarily a good thing for the bamboo cutter, the longer the sound is, the longer it takes you to cut a bamboo, and the work efficiency will go down accordingly.

"It seems that this punishment will not be able to run away today, alas. ”

A minute later, Huo Zizhu finally broke off, but Fu Huang also sat on the ground. Drooping his eyelids, he glanced at the scattered bamboos around him, and said sadly with a wrinkled nose.

"Yo, isn't this our little genius, how did you fall to the point where you can't even cut down the bamboo, do you need the big brother to help you?" ”

Just when Fu Huang was full of sadness, a joking voice suddenly sounded. After that, four figures slowly walked out from the bamboo forest. And it was the man who was at the front who spoke. The man has a round face and big eyes, thick eyebrows are light in color, and his appearance is quite ordinary, but this person's eyes are sharp, and there is a faint violent momentum.

The little head was cocked, looking up at a few people not far away, and the anger in Fu Huang's eyes was undisguised. In fact, these people, he knows, the round-faced man who took the lead, called Luo Qiang, has the strength of a six-star martial artist, and the next few people, although their strength is not as good as Luo Qiang, they also have the strength of a five-star martial artist. However, what they did was somewhat despicable.

"I want you to care, who are you, if you have this leisure, you might as well go back and brush your toothbrush. ”

If it were someone else, he might still be compromised, but Fu Huang was not among them, and he didn't buy the accounts of Luo Qiang and a few people at all, he didn't believe it, in broad daylight, under Lang Lang, they dared to do anything out of the ordinary.

"Hehe, the kid really has a bit of backbone, but I just don't know if your bones are hard or our fists are hard. ”

Luo Qiang's eyes were half-narrowed, and the corners of his fleshy mouth showed a sneering arc.

"Brother Qiang, it's not that the buddy is not authentic, I bet it's his hard bones, haluha. ”

Behind Luo Qiang, one person joked.

"Brother Qiang, people still support you very much, you will always be the brightest star in my mind. ”

A mother's death, a terrible voice, came out of the mouth of a person, this person has charming eyes, but unfortunately, this is a man. The pseudo-mother curled her hair lightly with her fingers, winked at Luo Qiang, and let the latter involuntarily hit a spirit.

"Neurotic!"

Fu Huang, who was sitting on the ground, glanced at a few people and said. With that, he got up and went to get the machete on the ground.