"Don't fight! don't fight..."Kunpeng gasped, bent over one hand to support his knees, and raised the other hand to stop. The sweat was dripping down, and his body was blue and purple, and he looked very miserable.

Xiao Hei leaned against a three-meter-thick tree, holding a leaf in his mouth, and sneered: "That's not good?

Kunpeng wiped a handful of sweat and sat on the ground: "Brother Hei! You are really black! You don't have a backache when you stand and talk, and you don't have to trouble farting while lying down, and I can't move your King Kong Realm physique at all as soon as I exercise my muscles, okay? You look at what I beat you up, I don't know, I think I'm being beaten by someone!"

Xiao Hei smiled innocently, hey, hey, hey, he was very happy to bully the low-level rookie, patted the bear's paw and kicked his legs, and said, "Come again, come again, don't fight the mouth cannon!" Let's see the real chapter under our hands, this is to boil your foundation!" and then with a move the hungry tiger pounced on the Kunpeng on the ground and killed it.

Seeing Xiao Hei attacking, Kunpeng moved his eyes, stood up with a move, pulled his fist and rushed over. Xiao Hei smashed his fist on Kunpeng's forehead, and Kunpeng put one knee between Xiao Hei's legs. Xiao Hei was furious, Kunpeng's tactics were very lowly, and he hit it under the crotch. With a roar of "Ang~Ang~Ang", two bear paws hugged Kunpeng and pushed him to a tree trunk next to him and held it down. Then a storm of attacks greeted him.

Kunpeng held his head in his hands, and while being beaten, he quickly thought about countermeasures. Thirty paces away, I saw a tree with a crooked neck, and a nest of three-ringed fiery bees on the tree.

I remember that in the "Demon Beast Strange Chronicles" given to him by Dade, it seems to be recorded that the three-ring scorching bee has a fierce temperament, and the poisonous needle on its tail can even sting through the body of the King Kong Realm. Hey, there's a way to clean up this big bear now!"Xiao Hei, Master Dade is here!"

Xiao Hei stopped attacking and turned his head to look.

Taking advantage of its distraction, Kunpeng slipped out of the siege, ran to a big rock, wrapped his arms around him, and shouted "Get up!"

"Good boy, you cheat!" Xiao Hei put his arms in front of his head, took a step back with his right foot, and was smashed. I didn't care to dodge a stone of about 800 catties. "Boom" the gravel splashed in response, and smoke and dust rose everywhere. It had just waved its hand to disperse the dust, when another strange mass flew into the air. It subconsciously reached out to catch it, "Buzz~Buzz~Buzz!" Hundreds of thumb-sized three-ringed fiery bees flew out of the hive and glanced at each other. After identifying the murderer who demolished the house, he blindfolded Xiao Hei.

"Ahhh Xiao Hei rushed towards the small river in front of the village.

Kunpeng jumped down from the tree with his crooked neck, clapped his hands and twisted his waist. sneered: "Hehe, Brother Hei, you should have a big head and a blue nose and swollen face today!Huh?" The voice didn't fall, and suddenly I felt that there seemed to be movement behind me. Turning around, he naturally caught something, and couldn't help scolding: "The donkey is smoking! You don't have a fucking donkey in the future~Eye! There are two more sad people in Wuyou Village tonight...... and bears.

May is in the sky, and the silver glow is sprinkled. The forest in the wild is peaceful and serene, and the trees have become beds covered with moonlight.

The breeze brought a faint coolness, and Kunpeng sat on a stone pier in front of the cave door, refining the source qi with his heart. Source Qi is the foundation of a cultivator, it is colorless, tasteless, and has no attributes, if ordinary people don't know the trick of refining, they just simply breathe it in and spit it out, and it won't have any effect.

In fact, everyone is born with the source qi, which is in the spine of the back. According to the knowledge that Kunpeng learned from the Great Virtue, a cultivator has seven or eight ten natal source qi from birth, while ordinary people have one. His talent is actually better than that of ordinary people, with only two natal source qi, which is 108,000 miles away from the word genius.

But Kunpeng was not discouraged and still cultivated seriously. Because the great master told him that a cultivator's talent is only an advantage in the early stage. As long as people with poor talent continue to break through the realm and increase their longevity, they can rely on time to make up for their congenital deficiencies. Because as the realm improves, the difficulty for the monk to break through the realm will continue to increase. To put it simply, others can climb to the top of the mountain in an hour, but I climb it in a day. As long as Shouyuan is enough, one day everyone will stand on the same starting line.

"Shh~" exhaled a breath of turbid air, and Kunpeng felt a wisp of source qi being refined into silk by himself, flowing to the limbs and hundreds of bones with the beating of his heart, and blending into the skin and flesh. The numb feeling was so comfortable that he wanted to hum.

"Did you finally succeed?" he said to himself, smiling.

Three years, a full three years of learning and grinding. Finally today, there are results. In the early stage of cultivating the method, in the middle stage of refining the body and forging muscles.

As far as Kunpeng's cultivation is concerned, he is only now just stepping into the threshold of the cultivation realm. Maybe people his age have already broken through the Open Body Realm or the Dharma Dan Realm, but what is that! Talents, resources, and environment are not something that anyone can change on their own. As long as you work hard enough, always have a self-motivated and knowledge-seeking mentality, and live a long life, you will always catch up with others one day.

Kunpeng, who struck while the iron was hot, was a little proud, and continued to silently comprehend the source qi, reasoning and thinking about the magic recorded in "Materialism". "Materialism", a book of cultivation secrets, was not created by a great Taoist person. According to Dade, its origin is quite strange.

In the early years, the Great Virtue Daoist was originally a low-end fifth-class sect in the Hanging Continent, a disciple of the Three Swords Sect. To put it bluntly, it is cooking on a fire. The talent is not good, and the natal source qi is also two. If nothing else, his life may be the end of his cultivation to the early stage of his life, and becoming the executive chef of the Three Swords Sect will be the end.

However, one day when he was wandering around the street with nothing to do, he was suddenly beaten and put in a sack. When he woke up, he found that his mana was sealed in a dungeon, and the dungeon where he was imprisoned was dark and damp, smelling bad, and rats running around. He was so frightened that he shouted, "Let me out!"

At this moment, a pair of green eyes opened in the darkness, and the sound of iron chains rubbing against the ground was heard intermittently. Dade was so frightened that his face was bloodless, and he slowly retreated to the wall, and saw a monster with red hair all over his body with the help of the dim light.

The monster's eyes glowed green, and its two pointed sword teeth were exposed, and its face was indistinct. With a pair of chains on his feet, he walked towards Dade.

"Ahh

The monster suddenly opened his mouth and scolded angrily: "What the is your name!

Dade was so bitter in his heart, and said in his heart, grandpa, I still scared you, how scary your appearance is, don't you have any points in your heart?

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