"I'll let you be lazy, I'll let you be lazy! It's been more than two weeks, and the cultivation is not even at the first level of Qi training, which is barely at the middle and lower level. Are you worthy of the Heavenly Spirit Root talent?" Daoist Yu said while holding the wooden stick in his hand and smoking Murong Feng.

"Don't fight, don't fight! Master, stop first and listen to my explanation. Facing the angry Daoist Yu, Murong Feng had no choice but to dodge while explaining: "These days, I have been practicing every morning when I get up, and I am also pranayama at night according to the exercises in the spiritual breath technique. But this cultivation just doesn't go up. ”

After listening to Murong Feng's words, Daoist Yu put down the wooden stick in his hand and looked at Murong Feng repeatedly, walked back and forth in the room a few steps, stopped to look at Murong Feng a few times, and then continued to circle back and forth in the room. Daoist Yu's actions made Murong Feng feel a little hairy in his heart.

Could it be because of the black qi that entered his body in that ancient pagoda? Since Murong Feng fled back from the cave, this black qi was like a new sword hanging over his head. Anyway, there are already a lot of swords hanging over my head, and I am not afraid of biting if there are many lice, and I am dead both horizontally and vertically, and it is the same if any one falls. Murong didn't care about it at first, but no matter how hard he cultivated, his cultivation had been growing slowly, and after thinking about it, only the black qi that entered his body could make sense.

Thinking of this, Murong Feng wanted to tell Daoist Yu what he had seen and heard in the ancient pagoda. After thinking about it, he pressed down the words that came to his mouth again, and originally thought that the weasel's death was no big deal. But the matter of Guta actually caused a sensation in the Shang Alliance and the Nangong family, which his family did not expect.

Although the gang searched back and forth here for a few days to no avail, after all, the strange-eyed young man was left as the new contact. Although this weasel was not killed by himself, how could this kind of thing be explained clearly, and he secretly took away so many spirit stones and magic weapons, saying it is no different from looking for death.

Of course, there is another point, that is, his master is only the cultivation of the condensation period. Although he always bragged to himself about what was about to condense the golden pill, he would go one step further in his cultivation. But what if it's a Jindan stage cultivator? Which of the problems that a Jindan stage cultivator can handle? Since it's useless to say it, it might cause new trouble, so let's just not say it.

"I thought of it!" After pondering for a long time, Daoist Yu's face finally turned from cloudy to clear. looked at Murong Feng and said, "Starting tomorrow, you won't cultivate yet." Hike to Qingyun Peak 20 times a day. ”

"What, Master, are you going to exhaust me to death?" Hearing Daoist Yu's words, Murong Feng suddenly looked like a deflated ball. This Qingyun Peak is not high, and it is not short to say that it is short, and it is okay to climb slowly two or three times a day. But twenty times, it can only be hurried up the mountain, and then quickly run down the mountain. This kind of high-intensity exercise has to kill you. After all, he was just a scholar before he entered the Tao, and he was not a practitioner.

Looking at Murong Feng, who was a little deflated, Daoist Yu pretended to be profound and said: "If you are told to climb, you can climb, twenty times a day, not less once, just like that, you will climb for ten days first." After ten days, you will know the hardships of being a teacher, and you don't want to be lazy, I will find an overseer tomorrow. Supervise you to climb the mountain!" Daoist Yu said, and left in a hurry.

Early the next morning, Murong Feng hurried to the foot of Qingyun Peak and prepared to start climbing. At first, it was okay, but when I climbed the mountain for the third time, the muscles of my whole body began to ache, and my legs didn't seem to be my own. Finally, he stopped halfway up the mountain, panting heavily, and at the same time greeted Daoist Yu dozens of times in his heart.

Pop, the crisp sound and the sharp pain in his legs interrupted Murong Feng's thoughts, and the sharp pain in his legs made Murong Feng almost lose his footing, and after holding the steps with both hands, he looked at him with a wicked smile not far away.

"The stinky boy has only climbed twice and started to be lazy, hurry up the mountain, otherwise Miss Ben won't recognize the wooden stick in her hand!" Chu Xiaoxiao waved the wooden stick in her hand and said to Murong Feng.

"Stinky girl, what benefits did you take from Yu Lao Dao to persecute me like this?" Murong Feng said while dodging the wooden stick that Chu Xiaoxiao was wielding.

"A fourth-grade spirit stone, as long as you reach the foundation building period within two years, it will be my reward, aren't you a heavenly spirit root? Back then, it only took me a year and a half to cultivate to the foundation building period, as long as you are not lazy, it is not a difficult thing for you to have a heavenly spirit root. Chu Xiaoxiao said as she continued to swing the wooden stick and beat Murong Feng.

"That is a poor Taoist priest, he didn't even give me a gift when I was apprenticed, do you really believe that he has a four-grade spirit stone?" Murong Feng continued to dodge the wooden stick.

"Of course I know that Poisonous Tongue doesn't have that much money, but you have it, isn't there three fourth-grade spirit stones in the treasure bag that the Dongfang scoundrel gave you? But then again, if I can beat you like this every day, I'll do it without money," Chu Xiaoxiao said while waving a wooden stick.

"What? When I see the Dongfang seniors, I will definitely tell him about the two of you teaming up to pit my spirit stones. After listening to Chu Xiaoxiao's words, Murong Feng did not shy away from it, and pointed at Chu Xiaoxiao and said.

"Why not? Don't forget the reason why the Dongfang scoundrel gave you the spirit stone, the treasure bag and the spirit stone were originally a return gift from your master after you apprenticed, of course your master is qualified to use it, and the spirit stone that the Dongfang scoundrel gave you is also to let you cultivate quickly. Without my supervision, when will you be able to reach the foundation building period? When I meet the Dongfang scoundrel, I will ask for more labor fees!" Chu Xiaoxiao was unmoved by Murong Feng's accusation just now. still continued to beat Murong Feng with a wooden stick.

In this way, under the supervision of the "strict supervisor" Chu Xiaoxiao, Murong Feng finally completed the task of the first day, and not long after he fell asleep on his small bed with his tired body, he was woken up again by a basin of cold water.

"Who is so bold to disturb Lao Tzu's sleep ......" Just as Murong Feng, who was angry, was about to have a seizure, he saw Chu Xiaoxiao holding a basin of water and looking at him with a wicked smile.

"You, how did you get in?How can you come in casually?" Murong Feng stared at Chu Xiaoxiao with a wicked smile on her face while secretly glad that she didn't take off her coat last night because she was too tired, otherwise she wouldn't have suffered a big loss.

"There are no prohibitions around your room, and Miss Ben doesn't come if she wants to. The simplest prohibition can only be exercised by cultivating the sixth layer of qi, if you want me not to come, you should quickly cultivate. Don't be lazy, get up and get ready to climb the mountain. Chu Xiaoxiao didn't care about Murong Feng's words, but continued to beat Murong Feng with a wooden stick to climb the mountain.

Under the supervision of Chu Xiaoxiao's "due diligence". Murong Feng finally persevered for ten days. When she came down from the top of the mountain for the last time on the tenth day, Chu Xiaoxiao said to Murong Feng, who was sitting on the ground like a puddle of mud: "My first task is completed, you have to cultivate hard in the future, if I find out that you still dare to be lazy, I will not use a wooden stick, I will use a whip!"

After saying that, Chu Xiaoxiao happily jumped and ran towards the back mountain.

Murong Feng, who was exhausted, gasped and said, "Stinky girl, you wait, sooner or later I will use a whip and a wooden stick to let you know the fate of offending me!"