The mountain is sometimes slow and steep, and pushing stones up the mountain is not an easy job.

Jing Ming propped his hand on the stone, pushed hard, the stone rolled and made a roaring sound, the stone was not light but not as laborious as imagined, glimpsed that the old man Zhang's hand was in his pocket probably to protect the two huge amounts of silver, Zhang's thin face and the corners of his mouth were hooked, his eyes were quite playful, he didn't need to grin his yellow teeth, he knew that he was saying: 'I've tried the strength too, let's do it, if you think it's really not good, go home, anyway, Lao Tzu, I have a huge amount of money, and I don't necessarily starve to death if I see Miss Su for a few days. ’

Jing Ming rolled up his sleeves.

"Slow," the old man stretched out his hand to stop the puffing Jing Ming, he lifted the waistband of his trousers, a little on his tiptoes, his body flew up in the air, floating on the stone, the mountain wind blew the messy hair indescribably elegant, except for the thin and indecent face, he was almost considered a master, plus this face was at best a bad old man, especially his mouth was more completely exposed: "Well, what are you looking at, are you stunned by the old man's elegant figure, don't delay my time, start." ”

Jing Ming didn't do the speed of his tongue, his hand was on the stone, his body leaned forward, his arm was bent, and he kicked the stone slowly on his toes. ”

As the mountains rise and fall, the mountains steepen, and the resistance of the stones increases greatly.

Jing Ming, who had already been more than halfway through the resistance, was panting like a cow without breathing, and the sweat on his body was like rain, especially the tendons and veins that were torn by Wuyi yesterday, emitting bursts of pinprick-like pain.

The old man on the stone had such an expression.

Hook up.

Hook your mouth.

Hook your eyes.

With such a face in such a posture, it was already very hateful, and at this moment, the old man turned around and hooked his hand to Jing Ming, and said: "Boy, are you bored, why are you bored so quickly, shouldn't you be young, you said that you are not empty, hey, I am very sad, I am very sad for your old Jing family, what should I do in the future?"

Jing Ming's face turned red, gritted his teeth and pushed the stone over the steep slope, the stone rolled into the recess without worrying about sliding down, his hands were propped on his knees and he kept panting, his mind was dizzy, and he wanted to roll on the ground and fall asleep.

The old man pursed his lips, thinking of a very playful sentence and was about to be sarcastic, when the young man, who was still panting for breath in the last second, raised his hand and shook his middle finger, which was like stuffing a rotten stinky fish into the old man's mouth, almost suffocating him to death in one breath: "Stinky boy...."

The stone shook, Jing Ming pushed the stone up, and the little old man fell off the stone without standing firmly.

After being bullied for so long, it was hard to find a place to get back, and the young man's heart was comfortable, and even the exhausted bones gave birth to a force, and the stone was pushed whirring.

Old man Zhang got up from the ground and didn't scold his mother for the first time, but just said: "Boy, it seems that the strength is not small, and this meal at noon today can be saved for you." ”

Jing Ming's face was dark, didn't he want to swallow the huge sum of money for one or two silvers, and he could use such a sloppy reason?

The mountain is getting steeper and steeper, and the resistance is increasing.

The young man's hands rubbed on the stone for a long time, the skin was ground out of a large number of tears, the original white stone was full of bloody handprints, when the arm really can't go up the steep slope, he leaned over and used his shoulders to go up a little bit, the hillside is too steep, there are raised stones on the road, the young man's legs are stretched straight, because of the force to the limit, the thighs keep shaking, the stone moved up a little bit to reach the apex, the young man turned his body and put his back on the stone, and the two feet worked hard a little bit, and finally pushed the stone over the steep slope。

The mountain is getting steeper and steeper, and there are very few depressions along the way, and there is hardly a place to rest.

Jing Ming desperately held on to the stone, panting and resting.

The old man Zhang, who had not spoken for a long time, walked out from behind, looked at the young man with a smile, his eyes from the beginning of indifference to now have a trace of praise, looked back, the mountain was cloudy and mist, but it was two-thirds of the way, this achievement was not bad when he was young, the old man said before and after: "It's better than the senior brother." ”

The old man's underbeaten face looked at the young man with a very hateful smile on his face, and said, "It's only a little bit of a way to breathe into this virtue, you are far worse than when I was younger." ”

Jing Ming's eyes were confused by sweat and he couldn't see clearly at all, he could still remember the distance at first, but later he still knew where he was, maybe just like the old man said, he only started a little bit.

The young man's strong heart was aroused, his body bowed, his arms bent, and the stone was shaken again.

The original stone of the flower flower is completely red at this moment, with every stretch of the young man's muscles, there will be blood flowing out and sprinkled on the stone, these blood flows on the stone and does not flow to the ground, but is absorbed by the stone inside, every time the palm of the young man's hand falls on the stone, the blood inside the stone will burst out and return to the young man's body, and the organ will regain a strong vitality as if it has been reborn after absorbing new blood.

"Come on, you're about to catch up with my junior brother," Old Man Zhang said.

This was the first time he praised the young man positively, and even the bloody young man whose face was rubbed by the stone turned his head and smiled at the old man, and did everything possible to free up one hand to show a thumbs up, and then slowly turned around and provoked the old man, not only to trample the old man's senior brother under his feet, but even he himself had to be left behind.

For the first time, the old man's body straightened up, and he stretched out to put it on the stone, and at this moment the stone was just about to go up a steep slope, and it looked like he was helping the young man to push the stone up.

In fact, this is the case, there is a blood-colored heart beating inside the stone, this heart is divided into five dazzling colors, the blood of the teenager will enter this heart after being absorbed by the stone, and the blood will emit five-colored light after being re-pumped back into the young man's body, the palm of the old man Zhang is on it, the heart of the stone is held by a giant hand and suddenly contracted, the five-color light inside is extremely arrogant, bursting out of amazing energy, the mass of the stone is greatly increased in an instant, the weight is scary, and the blood pumped out is also extremely hot, after absorbing into the young man's body, it is like a magma torrent, and the pain of drilling the heart。

The secluded green hills and white stones resounded with a roar of pain that did not resemble a human voice.

Lao Zhang grinned with yellow teeth, he was happy at this time, and said lightly: "Little brother, you can't blame me, I'm helping you, those five old ghosts are very stingy, and it only takes a little bit of energy to purify the bloodline, and I pinch it to send out most of the energy, although it hurts a little, but you are a man, and a man has to eat some pain." ”

Jing Ming probably heard the old guy's words that he didn't have back pain when he stood and spoke, and pressed his back against the stone, gave his two free hands, and raised two middle fingers.

The smug old man's face collapsed little by little, his hand stretched out again, and instantly retracted like an electric shock, and he looked left and right with thief eyebrows, and finally he was still not at ease, and he made a pitiful gesture of begging for mercy with his hands in fists.

There is a tigress at home, it is better to be around if she is not around, who said that there are no eyes in the sky, and if you can't keep it home, you have to be cut, Miss Su is very spoiled Jing Ming, bullying him Maybe Miss Su will have to beat him back.

Using the strength of milk, Jing Ming used his head to die on the top of the stone to cross this slope, at this time it was not far from the top of the mountain, only a dozen meters away, this more than ten meters of the mountain is the steepest, even if it is empty-handed, it is difficult to move, not to mention such a big stone.

Old man Zhang looked at the foot of the mountain and looked at the top of the mountain, and this undercut face did not have the slightest sneer in his eyes at this time.

The name of this refining body is 'Changkong Zhao,' 'The most difficult to get started, Guan Na' The five-colored stone heart is unattainable, Jing Ming's one is even more unique, it is this old man who will kill the five great enemies and refine it with the heart cut from them, the stone will increase in mass by one point every time it rises, if the speed of blood purification cannot keep up with the speed of the stone going up the mountain, the power will collapse, and the stone will naturally roll back into the valley, it is indeed very rare for a young man to persist here, this alchemy is also extremely testing the willpower of the beginner, at any time a given up idea will be infinitely amplified, thus becoming a breakthrough, this is the most dangerous, the result of the will collapse will cause evolution failure, and the body will enter a more collapsed state。

Beginners don't need to push the stone up the mountain completely, they only need to stabilize the stone after stopping, and the blood and qi of the whole body will be stabilized, and then martial intent will be born.

For example, the old man's senior brother gave up at the time of two-thirds, and the old man's junior brother was so much better that he couldn't hold on when he was still ten meters away from the top of the mountain, as for the old man, who was considered by Jing Chen to be either a god or a saint, he was quite easy along the way, and others pushed stones, and he directly carried them up the mountain.

"Come on, boy," Old Man Zhang thought to the young man going up the mountain, he hadn't been out of the top of the mountain for a long time.

Probably as soon as Old Man Zhang opened his mouth, the young man would think that he was laughing, and even if there was no room to raise his hand, he would not forget to respond to the girl who stretched out his middle finger and feet.

Lao Zhangtou shook his head and smiled: "This kid." ”

Originally, it was just Miss Su who ordered to help the young man take the path of martial arts, but at the moment, she really liked it.

The boy took one step at a time, and as he kept ascending, the five-colored heart inside the boulder was rapidly withering, and a little martial intent light the size of a grain of rice loomed inside the boy's body.