At night, Hu Jian sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes slightly closed, his brows slightly furrowed, and his face was full of seriousness.

The first step of the cultivation path sensed the aura, Hu Jian hurried back to the house after dinner, he had been sitting like this for more than two hours, and a trace of irritability gradually rose in his heart.

The surroundings are quiet, the sound of insects is slightly in the ears, the breeze blows on the surface of the body, and the pores on the surface of the body shrink slightly.

Suddenly, Hu Jian clearly felt the hairs swaying gently on the surface of his body with the wind, and the sound of the wind around him suddenly became clearer, even the sound of insects chirping was clearer, and then an indescribable spiritual substance appeared in the air in his senses.

"Is this Reiki?" Hu Jian was pleasantly surprised.

"But why does Mu Ling say it give people a warm feeling, but it feels some, yes, cold feeling. A hint of doubt flashed in Hu Jian's closed eyes.

Although he had doubts in his heart, he still resisted his excitement, and still followed the Mu Lingjue's instructions, holding his breath and enlarging his pores as much as possible, wanting to introduce these cold spiritual substances into his body.

Twenty breaths later, Hu Jian's face turned red, and he gasped violently.

"What's going on, why is there no response. A trace of doubt flashed in Hu Jian's heart. But I tried again.

An hour passed, and a hint of gloom flashed in Hu Jian's eyes, but no matter how hard he tried, these spiritual substances just ignored him, and there was no talk of the so-called qi induction into the body, and the cycle of Zhou Tian was running.

He took a deep breath, a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes, closed the quilt, and closed his eyes.

He still has to cultivate tomorrow morning, although he was full of doubts in his heart, he still restrained his desire to continue cultivating, and forced himself to fall asleep as soon as possible to prepare for tomorrow's cultivation.

What Hu Jian didn't know was that the spiritual substance he sensed was not the so-called aura at all, but the demonic qi in the mouth of the cultivator...

Early the next morning, as soon as the sky was bright, Hu Jian walked into the courtyard, with a few water stains on his face and some wet sideburns, obviously looking like he had just finished washing.

In the early morning, the village was still quiet, and there was a faint fog in the village. There are only a few business vendors in the village who are living and cooking, and they can be seen busy.

Zhang Guang was already sitting in the courtyard, tinkering with garlic pots and garlic mortars on the stone table, and beside him there were some unknown herbs bought in the town yesterday.

"Get up", Zhang Guang had already noticed Hu Jian's arrival, and said with a slight smile, "Did you sleep well yesterday?"

"Well, it's okay, Grandpa Zhang, what are these herbs?" his gaze fell on the unknown herbs beside Grandpa Zhang, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"This one, this is the crow's tail, the rhizome of this sunflower tree, the juice from the grinding has the effect of warming the body, and it is a common method for body practitioners, which can avoid body aches the next day after strenuous exercise. Zhang Guang smiled slightly.

Hu Jian knew that there were many trees with such needle-like leaves growing in the mountain forest, but this was the first time he had seen this grass, and the leaves were somewhat similar to the shape of a fish's tail, so it was no wonder that it was called fish tail grass.

Hu Jian nodded, and was about to speak, when a voice came from outside the door, and a figure stumbled over.

"Master Zhang, no, master, I'm here. I saw that Chen Jun's head was messy, and there was still saliva left on his mouth, and he looked like he could sit in Taiwu Town, maybe he could ask for a few pennies.

Chen Jun, this kid, saw Zhang Guangda show his might yesterday, and his heart was full of admiration. Which teenager doesn't have a heroic dream, Chen Jun wanted to be a chivalrous man since he was a child, but the eldest brother in the family, Chen Qun, has already ignored his parents' opposition and joined the army in Citygate, and he is the only one left in the family, counting on him to inherit the lineage.

Originally, he had given up this idea, but he didn't want Grandpa Zhang to be here, and Chen Jun saw hope.

This kid's father does some business, Chen Qun often sends money back, he is lazy at home, he usually sleeps until noon, and he doesn't eat breakfast, and he got up so early in the morning today, which is really unusual, when he went out, he was sorting out the fishing nets, and he thought that there was a thief in the house, and in a panic, he almost gave him a stick...

"Master, let's start, how to cultivate?" Chen Jun wiped the beads of sweat from his head, his eyes looked at Zhang Guang, his face was full of excitement.

"Go to the well to fetch water and fill the yard with wooden barrels. Zhang Guang looked at Chen Jun and said suddenly.

He knew that refining the body was very boring, and it was very hard, and Hu Zhong and Zhao Ling were not there, so he wanted to find a companion for Hu Jian, and seeing that Chen Jun was very lively, he agreed to his request to come and cultivate together.

Only then did Hu Jian notice that there were two more big wooden barrels in the corner of the yard, this barrel was 2 meters high, the thickness of the water tank, and the wood of the barrel looked very new, and it looked like it had just been made. 2 large wooden barrels, one in the south and one in the north, in two corners of the yard. There are 1 meter wooden steps in front of the large barrels on the north and south sides, three steps, and two small wooden barrels next to each of the wooden steps, and the height of the normal bucket must be used to draw water from the well.

"Master, this is too simple, I pick it every day, just let Hu Jianlai do this, I don't need it, you teach me something profound, I heard that there is a set of military physical boxing in the army... Oops!" Chen Jun hugged his head and screamed.

Before he finished speaking, his head was knocked on Zhang Guang's pipe, and at this time, Xiaobai, who was on the stone table, was startled by Zhang Guang, and climbed to the willow tree in a few jumps.

Only then did Hu Jian notice that Zhang Guang's big pipe, the original withered yellow bamboo body had become emerald green.

"Pick or not, don't pick and fuck off. Zhang Guang glared at Chen Jun.

"Pick and choose, I'll make a joke, master, don't take it seriously..."Chen Jun touched his head, turned around and ran towards the barrel quickly.

"By the way, when you can fill the bucket with water in half a day, it's a real battle. In addition, when drawing water, the bucket is not allowed to swing left and right in the well, the well rope is pulled 6 times per bucket, from the well in the yard to the wooden bench in front of the bucket can only walk 20 steps, during the walking, the bucket is raised to the waist, the water in the bucket can not be sprinkled outside the bucket, remember that each step must be in accordance with this requirement, Chen Jun, you are the second half of the well rope, and the number of steps is 19 steps. Grandpa Zhang watched the two lift the bucket and added.

Hu Jian frowned slightly when he heard this, his lips moved slightly, and he looked thoughtful.

"The well water is 5 meters above the ground, and each time it is pulled up 0.8 meters.

The well in the inner courtyard is ten meters by the bucket, and each step is half a meter.

There are two wooden doors in the inner and outer courtyards, which need to be passed sideways.

The height of the wooden steps is about 1 meter, that is, to jump 1 meter at once while maintaining the stability of the bucket, if you walk normally, you must walk 0.3 meters per step, and the large bucket can hold about 150 buckets of water, and you must pick 50 buckets of water every hour, provided that the water is not spilled.

"By the way, it's time to rest for a stick of incense every hour. Zhang Guang took a puff of cigarette. added.

"One stick of incense, then you need sixty barrels per hour. Hearing this, Hu Jian thought silently in his heart, picked up the wooden barrel and walked towards the inner courtyard.

In the inner courtyard, the wellhead is very large, and it is more than enough for two people to draw water from the well at the same time.

Hanging a rope on the bucket, Hu Jian threw the bucket into the well with a "poof".

With your left hand in front and your right hand behind, lift it up vigorously. He meditated 0.8 meters in his heart and found that his arm was just 90 degrees in front of him to 45 degrees in the back, and his left and right hands were alternately exerted.

He only felt that the weight of the bucket was just enough to collapse the muscles of his arm to the extreme, his right arm was fine, his left arm trembled slightly, and as the arm swung back and forth, the muscles on his arm were also stretched to the maximum. Every movement is almost the strongest force you can explode.

"Hu Jian, you're too weak, how can you break into the rivers and lakes..."

Chen Jun also followed Hu Jian's steps to the inner courtyard, he was opposite Hu Jian, he didn't calculate anything, but just relied on the instinctive strength of his body to lift the bucket up, because he was two years older than Hu Jian, he usually ran wildly, and his body was stronger, looking at Hu Jian's struggling appearance, he showed off to Hu Jian.

"Hurry up, brother wait for you for a while, you see that I am righteous enough." Chen Jun had already lifted the two buckets of water, and Hu Jian was still vigorously carrying the second bucket of water at this time.

Hu Jian concentrated on carrying the water, according to Zhang Guang's request, he was using his strength almost to the extreme, he was holding a breath in his mouth, and there was no way to speak...

Untying the rope on the bucket, Hu Jian lifted two buckets of water and tried it, at most he could only raise the height of his calf, a trace of loss flashed in his eyes, and he walked towards the outer courtyard with the water.

"Hu Jian, it's okay, you don't have to worry, there will be a brother covering you in the future...."Chen Jun saw that Hu Jun thought that his words had hurt Hu Jian's self-esteem, and comforted Hu Jian.

Hu Jian's every step is half a meter, the muscles of the front legs and back legs can be clearly felt that they have hardened together, and the muscles on the arms and waist and abdomen are also hardened together, which is exactly the appearance of using all the strength of the whole body.

In the outer courtyard, Zhang Guangzheng was sitting on a stone bench, smoking a pipe, silently looking at this side.

"It's okay, if you have a bite of meat for my brother in the future, there will definitely be a mouthful of soup for you, although my brother doesn't work much at home, but when I was a child, I ate a spirit fruit in the mountains, and my head was born with two feet, and it looks like the one that Zhao Heng, the martial god, ate..."

The corner of Chen Jun's eyes noticed that Zhang Guangzheng was looking over, and the words that had been comforting Hu Jian suddenly changed and blew awesomely.

Zhang Guang saw Hu Jian's steps and nodded silently in his heart. However, seeing Chen Jun's appearance behind him, he couldn't help frowning. "Jun Chen, come here. ”

When Chen Jun heard this, he thought that he had successfully attracted Zhang Guang's attention, a trace of joy appeared on his face, and he tried his best to make himself look more relaxed, and walked towards Zhang Guang.

"Not bad, isn't it easy?" Zhang Guang's cigarette pouch gently knocked on the stone table and said to Chen Jun.

"That's, master, I ate a fruit in the back mountain when I was a child, and that fruit looks like a dragon, maybe it's the one that the martial god Zhao Heng ate. Chen Jun looked happy, and his eyebrows fluttered.

Legend martial god Zhao Heng was not brilliant, but the opportunity was quite deep, in the mountains to eat a dragon spirit fruit, this dragon spirit fruit in the eyes of the monk is also a rare treasure, has the effect of optimizing the monk's physique, after the fight Zhao Heng soared into the sky, and later shined on the road of the martial saint, the ordinary martial saint was knocked down with three or two feet, and since then he has been respected as the martial god.

"Really?!Put the bucket down. Zhang Guang pretended to be surprised.

When Chen Jun heard this, he thought that Zhang Guang really believed his words, and no longer allowed himself to continue to carry water, thinking about whether he wanted to pass on a higher alchemy technique to himself, so he couldn't help but feel a burst of joy and hurriedly put down the bucket in his hand.

I saw Zhang Guang smile slightly, and took out 4 iron nails from his arms, the iron nails looked slightly red, which was very different from ordinary iron nails, with the thickness of chopsticks, but the length was only half of the thumb.

I saw Zhang Guang's hand swaying, snapping, and the four iron nails were slapped into the bucket by Zhang Guang, two wooden barrels, one on the left and right of each barrel, this action was fast to the extreme, Chen Jun only felt that there were four more nails on the bucket as soon as there was a flower in front of him, and the water in the bucket was indeed not shaken.

"Okay, since you have such a talent, the weight of this bucket is indeed a little lighter for you, and I will strengthen it for you in my future cultivation. A smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Guang's mouth, looked at Chen Jun's bewildered eyes, and spoke.

Chen Jun smiled bitterly, and then he reacted, so he had to slowly lift it towards the bucket in his hand, but suddenly felt a sinking in his hand, and he didn't know what material the nail was, he only felt that the two buckets weighed more than 5 catties each. Although it can still be lifted, it is already extremely difficult.

"Okay, master, don't worry, I will definitely give you a long face in the future. He squeezed a smile on his face that was no different from crying, and turned and staggered towards the big barrel.

"Damn, my stinky mouth!" For the first time, Jun Chen regretted the he blew out...