The distant mountains are covered with daisies, and the white clouds are long.

The Lingchu Academy Palace ushered in a new day.

Before sunrise, Wu Zijian had already climbed to the top of the towering mountain wall in the courtyard of Dongyu with his bare hands.

He was in a posture at the moment, standing on the relatively flat mountain rocks on the cliff and practicing his punches.

Phew——!

With his breathing, Wu Zijian stepped forward with his left foot.

Drink ——!

His right fist, which was entangled in blood mist, blasted out like a dragon into the air in front of him.

The air came into contact with his swift right fist, and as Wu Zijian punched, it made a short '——!' sound.

Then, Wu Zijian stepped back to close his fist, and then took a step forward with his right foot, this time with his left fist towards the air in front of him, swinging out heavily......

On the top of the mountain, Wu Zijian faces the rising sun.

Accompanied by the short 'bang' sound of breaking through the air one after another after his punch, every time he threw a punch, he would shout out his name for this combat skill loudly:

"Virtue, service, and people——!"

There are no compulsory classes today, and the chores were arranged by the outer deacons yesterday.

Therefore, at this point in time, most of the outer disciples in the East Courtyard were still in a deep dream.

Just like the misunderstanding that mortals understand that immortal cultivators don't need to eat, immortal cultivators not only need to eat, but also need to sleep and rest.

However, because Wu Zijian, who was exercising in the morning on the top of the mountain, shouted loudly one after another, 'Huh!, drink!', and the loud slogans of 'convincing people with virtue', many outer disciples woke up from their dreams.

"Hoo ——!"

"Virtue, service, and people——!"

"Drink ——!"

"Virtue, service, and people——!"

"Convince people with virtue!"

"Convince people with virtue!"

"Convince people with virtue!"

"Serve ...... with virtue"

“......”

The outer disciples who were disturbed by the sound of Wu Zijian's practice and could not live in peace broke their heads on the bed in the dormitory.

They held a sullen breath in their chests, and could only helplessly turn over and get up:

"Serve, I'll serve your sister——!"

But they only dared to look at the direction of the mountain wall with resentment, and scolded quietly in their hearts, but no one dared to openly shout and scold Wu Zijian.

After all, Wu Da's 'prestige' is now not only famous among the outer disciples, but even many inner disciples, and no one dares to try it lightly......

Wu Zijian repeatedly, just like this.

He stood on the flat stone at the top of the mountain, locking his essence, qi, and spirit into his arms that were galloping with qi and blood, and his expression was extremely serious and focused.

Sweat soaked his whole body, Wu Zijian also ignored it, he drank again and again, every move was mighty and unforgiving, and he spared no effort.

In the East Courtyard, the outer disciples were all miserable and complaining......

"What is the use of your melon rubbing practice!"

was taken to the top of the mountain by Wu Zijian and placed in the white giant egg not far from his feet, in the potholes and stone troughs, and finally said to Wu Zijian without looking at it:

"Refining the body is not like this, practicing dripping ......"

"Wasted effort, waste of time, big mistake......"

The little hamster Black Earth has a panicked expression on his face at the moment.

It kept squeaking from its mouth and said anxiously to the Dome:

"Squeak Squeak......"

"You are now in high spirits, and you are pointing out the country to him......"

"Have you forgotten who almost turned into egg fried rice and hard-boiled eggs last night?"

"You, you, why is your heart so big?!"

"Squeak, squeak......"

At this time, the little hamster was pounced on the white dome, and it kept stretching out its two small short paws to hide on the shell of the dome, as if trying to block the mouth of the white dome and prevent it from continuing.

It's a pity that the black soil can't find where the mouth of the giant egg is, and it is so anxious that it scratches its ears and cheeks, and its hands and feet are at a loss......

Last night, after the White Dome explained his life experience, Wu Zijian was tired of explaining it to the Dome, and he realized that Xuanming was Xuanwu.

Let's talk about popular points:

Xuanming and Xuanwu are legendary spirit beasts that are higher than turtles, turtles, soft-shelled turtles, and kings.

Wu Zijian said to the White Dome, 'The ancestors are the descendants of Xuanming', 'The ancestors are also wide', etc., etc., these words that are pure to the face of the egg, he actually doesn't take it seriously.

But because of the fact that the giant dome is talented and can communicate with all things, Wu Zijian still decided to take it with him and not be busy eating it first.

He wanted to see if the giant egg was of any use other than being able to speak and transmit.

If you find out that this giant egg is not really big in the future, it is not too late to eat it.

The White Dome is in a mood.

It never expected that after its plan completely failed, it would still have the benefit of staying by Wu Zijian's side for a long time and getting along with the innate companion Spirit Treasure day and night.

So the giant dome was busy, thanked Wu Zijian again and again, and said that it was able to stay by Wu Zijian's fitness, which was the blessing it had accumulated by cultivating virtues.

As for the little hamster black soil, it is the giant egg that envelops its officials and promises benefits, and finds a porter to help them move.

According to Wu Zijian's original intention, he wanted to release it.

However, the black soil made it clear that it had been with the giant for many years, and the great benefits promised to it by the giant egg had not been fulfilled, so it would not just leave.

Wu Zijian had no choice but to agree that Heitu would follow him and the giant egg.

The black soil was satisfied, and when it looked at Wu Zijian again, suddenly Wu Zijian's bald head, which originally looked extremely vicious, became extremely dazzling and kind at this moment.

But Wu Zijian also told Heitu very seriously:

It's okay to follow, but he doesn't take care of the food.

After hearing this, Heitu excitedly nodded to Wu Zijian and said:

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

It did not resist Wu Zijian's request in the slightest, and raised its claws high to express its agreement.

So, last night, inside the Mochizuki Temple.

One person, one rat, one egg, so happily reached a verbal agreement......

"What did you say?"

After Wu Zijian heard the words of the giant egg, he suddenly stopped the action of punching, he stood on the flat stone, looked down at the giant egg and asked.

Ignoring the little hamster's dissuasion, the giant egg shook the eggshell slightly, shook its head and said to Wu Zijian:

"I said, this is not how the body is refined. ”

Wu Zijian's practice was disturbed, and he snorted at the giant egg with some dissatisfaction, and asked:

"Refining, do you understand?"

The white dome replied to Wu Zijian angrily:

"In the whole world, no one dares to speak out and say that Xuan Ming doesn't know how to refine the body, and you are the first one. ”

The giant egg was full of sneering words, and Wu Zijian laughed angrily.

Wu Zijian asked the Dome rhetorically:

"Are you Xuanming?"

When the giant dome heard this, he couldn't help choking.

Wu Zijian replied for the Dome:

"No, you're not a Xuanming ......"

"You're a turtle son, you're just a turtle bastard. ”

The blood of the spirit beast in the giant egg is barren, even if it breaks out of the shell, it is far from reaching the level of Xuanming Xuanwu, and it is not a spirit beast...... There's nothing wrong with that.