It's done, Song Lanjiang, who has lost his whole body, finally pushed the stone mill back to the starting point, and he didn't want to move his fingers anymore, so he could only hold on to the stone mill to breathe.

"Good !!"

"A stubborn boy is stubborn!"

"The stubborn boy works harder than I did...."

Song Lanjiang's ears heard the praise of everyone on the school field.

There is nothing to be happy about, Song Lanjiang knows that this is just the consistent enthusiasm of the people of the old Mo family, and he is far behind, at least in the future, he will not be as tired as a dead dog now.

Aisha jumped up and walked to Song Lanjiang's side and said, "Song Lanjiang, eat the Yang Pulse Single, you have warmed up, and you can start doing the Shaller Alchemy." ”

"Good. Song Lanjiang nodded, and with his hands that could no longer control the trembling, he took out the porcelain bottle from his arms and swallowed a pill.

"Song Lanjiang, you must persevere, only every time you reach the limit, can the refining body have an effect. Aisha hoped that Song Lanjiang would become stronger, and explained to him.

"Hmm. ”

Song Lanjiang endured the discomfort all over his body, and walked back to the middle of the martial arts arena with Aisha stiffly, and began the practice of Shal's alchemy under Aisha's supervision.

"Huh?"

Every time he practiced the distorted and non-humanoid movements of Shaller's alchemy, Song Lanjiang was enduring the inhuman pain all over his body, but now that he had lost his strength, not only did he not feel pain, but his body kept shaking and protesting muscles, which was soothing little by little,

Aisha saw Song Lanjiang, who was crossing his limbs on his back, with a puzzled face, and said while motioning for him not to stop,

"Got it?"

"A little. Song Lanjiang kept his body unchanged and replied.

Aisha tried to make herself look like a teacher, and said with her hands behind her back, "Shal's alchemy is different from the Central Plains body refining martial arts, it is more domineering and more efficient, and when you use up your last bit of strength, Song Lanjiang, the alchemy technique can be most effective." ”

"Okay, I got it. ”

Song Lanjiang thought that he had adjusted his state in the morning and practiced the alchemy technique ten times in a plain way, it seemed that the method was wrong.

Blinking her eyes with curved eyelashes, Aisha regained her cute and lively appearance and said, "However, when Aisha started, she didn't mainly practice shalter alchemy, these are what Aya told me. ”

Song Lanjiang was noncommittal and continued his actions.

Reflexively grasping his ankles with both hands, Song Lanjiang was marching in this posture, and a pair of gilt repair shoes came to him, and there was no need to ask that it was Aisha's.

"I heard Drew say that there was a beautiful guest in the tavern singing last night. ”

Aisha attached herself to Song Lanjiang and whispered.

Maintaining the posture of moving his body, Song Lanjiang replied flatly, "Yes." ”

Getting a little closer, Aisha showed an expression of humility and asked for advice, and said to Song Lanjiang mysteriously, "Song Lanjiang, do you think that guest is the most beautiful person you have ever seen?"

"It's not. ”

Song Lanjiang, whose head was facing the ground, could already smell the good smell of Aisha's body.

Hearing Song Lanjiang's reply, Aisha giggled and got up and spun around.

After walking fifty steps, Song Lanjiang changed to a slightly normal-looking posture, and he just saw Aisha smiling and turning in a circle, with an unclear expression.

Just like Aisha said, Shaller's alchemy has a unique place, in less than an hour, Song Lanjiang completed twenty times of practice, and his body recovered.

Seeing that although Song Lanjiang was sweating profusely, he was not embarrassed when he had just finished pushing the stone mill, Aisha felt that three months had reborn Song Lanjiang and made her more confident.

Pointing to an iron rod more than eight feet long on the weapon rack, Aisha said, "Song Lanjiang, you can use that iron rod to make five hundred straight splits." ”

When Song Lanjiang heard this, he walked to the weapon rack, reached out and grabbed the iron rod, and as soon as he picked it up, his hand sank, and the iron rod was much heavier than it looked.

"It's specially made, with a copper core added to it. After Aisha explained, her eyes flashed and she said, "Our heroes outside the fortress want to split mountains and rivers, and Song Lanjiang, your arm strength is too weak." ”

Song Lanjiang held the iron rod in both hands, felt that Aisha was right, and responded, "I think so." ”

"Then let's get started, it's not right. ”

Aisha was happy when she heard Song Lanjiang agree with her words.

Pulling back and forth the lunge, Song Lanjiang held his right hand with his left hand, and with a sharp lift, the iron rod was raised high above his head, and his mind recalled the feeling of splitting in the blood-colored space.

"Huh~~", with an indomitable momentum, the iron rod in Song Lanjiang's hand slashed down.

Restraining his strength, the iron rod did not fall to the ground, and Song Lanjiang raised the iron rod high again.

"Okay, keep it like this, Song Lanjiang, you are really suitable to be a knife maker. Seeing the momentum brought out by Song Lanjiang when he slashed the knife, Aisha felt that Song Lanjiang was very talented in using the knife, and couldn't help but praise it.

"Whew~"

"Whew~"

Song Lanjiang adjusted his breathing, controlled his strength, and tried to keep his swing consistent.

Again, sweat poured out of Song Lanjiang's head, sweat flowed to the corners of his eyes, and Song Lanjiang blinked the corners of his eyes.

"Bang~"

Song Lanjiang was slapped on the right shoulder, and Aisha picked up a wooden stick in her hand at some point.

"Don't be distracted, five hundred swings of the knife body must be guaranteed to remain unchanged!"

Just when Song Lanjiang blinked at the corner of his eyes, his movements were a little deformed, and Ayisha knocked on the wooden stick.

"Whew~"

"Bang~"

Song Lanjiang received another blow on his right leg.

"Use strength on your legs and steady on your lower plate, like a tree rooted in the earth. ”

"Whew~"

"Bang~"

Song Lanjiang, who had already waved hundreds of times, was knocked on the back again.

"No matter how tired you are, don't bow your back forward, your arms will be weak!"

With hundreds of swings, the already heavy iron rod in his hand became more and more uncontrollable, and every time he lifted up, every time he slashed, Song Lanjiang had to breathe to allow himself to accumulate strength for a short time.

Seeing that the sun was slowly rising, Song Lanjiang knew that he would not be able to eat breakfast today if he didn't talk about it anymore.

Thinking of this, Song Lanjiang's eyes glowed, and his body didn't know where to burst out of power.

"Five hundred, Song Lanjiang, you have finished !!" Aisha put down the wooden stick in her hand and cheered for Song Lanjiang.

"Whew. Call... Well.... It's done..."Song Lanjiang said with a rare smile as he held the iron rod standing on the ground with both hands.

In the room, Song Lanjiang, who had completed his martial arts practice in the morning, put a roasted bun in front of him that was folded into a small gold mountain, the roasted bun was folded into a square on all sides, and the filling inside was a large piece of fat and thin mutton, after a night of baking, the fat of the mutton had been mixed with cumin and spicy skin and completely immersed in the bun dough.

Song Lanjiang took a bite of the baked buns, the burnt yellow dough was fragrant and crispy, the fragrant sheep's head was mixed with seasonings, and the taste of the food exploded in the mouth, and the taste of the food made Song Lanjiang's mind blank for a while.

Savoring the deliciousness, the food made by Master Xiliang is really worth looking forward to, and the satisfaction brought by the mountain-like food in front of him diluted the fatigue of Song Lanjiang's early martial arts.