Climbing to the top of the mountain with his bare hands, Shi Li's ten fingers were already red, and there was faint blood oozing.

On the top of the mountain, after a long period of exposure to the scorching sun, the heat was extremely hot, and Shi Li's sweat dripped on it, and immediately rose white.

In just a moment, the dry and cracked mud on Shi Li's body dripped down his body along with sweat, and at the same time, the fluctuations of the remaining spiritual power in the soil also accelerated into his body, and the impact of the medicinal liquid made the severe pain in his body worsen.

Although the physique of the three grades of forging body is much stronger than that of ordinary people, the extremely hot environment gradually makes Shi Li feel dizzy.

"The hour has come!"

Another hour later, looking at Shi Li coming down from the top of the mountain, Yi Dao's face showed relief and praise, but the next moment the tone of command sounded from his mouth again, "Go to the boulder at the bottom of the waterfall!"

There was a waterfall in front of Shi Li's eyes, as if it was hanging down from the clouds, and the sound of the water was deafening. A bluestone with a smooth surface and the size of a house stands directly below the waterfall, and the water rushes down and scatters in all directions.

Shi Li stared at the waterfall, stubbornness and persistence emerged in his eyes, as long as he could recover his cultivation, he would not hesitate to break through even the sword mountain and the sea of fire!

"Boy, remember, a hundred tempered into steel!" Shi Li's voice sounded behind him.

The waterfall fell down, the impact was so great, after Shi Li swam to the stone, just climbed to the top, and before he could stand firmly, he was directly washed down, and was hit into the deep pool by the water with a "poof".

The water carrying a huge impact force hit his body, like a heavy hammer impact, bombarding Shi Li's body.

"That's it for today!" Looking at Shi Li, who climbed up the bluestone again and again and was washed down by the waterfall, his eyes flashed with perseverance, and his face was solemn.

After some training, Shi Li consumed a lot of physical strength, and the blood marks on his body were hot and painful, and he had not yet reached the realm of Bigu, and he was hungry at the moment.

"Master, taste this wild fruit. Shi Li handed the picked wild fruit to Yi Dao.

Glancing at the wild fruit in Shi Li's hand, Yi Dao twisted his head to the side, looked up at the air, and looked disdainful in his eyes, "These things are eaten by cats and dogs, and I lose my appetite when I see them!"

What do you mean?

Looking at Yi Dao's disdainful expression, with the previous threat of Yi Dao Hongguo, Shi Li didn't dare to contradict, and barely squeezed out a few smiles on his face, "Master has an appetite for what?"

"Of course it's dragon liver and phoenix gall!" Yi Dao replied later.

Yi Dao almost choked Shi Li to death with a word, and he immediately had a black line in his head, where can I get it for you?

"Back then, I could eat whatever I wanted, but I didn't expect that now I have fallen into a stinky boy who wants money and nothing to mix with you, but it hurts my old man!" Yi Dao seemed to be full of complaints, but his eyes were shining.

Yi Dao teased Shi Li very speechlessly, and when he noticed the flash of light in the old man's eyes, he suddenly chuckled in his heart.

However, fortunately, Yi Dao soon hid into the jade jue and went to sleep, while Shi Li sat cross-legged in the shade of the tree and began to run the family heirloom Xuangong.

As the Xuan Gong operated, a layer of dirt first oozed from Shi Li's body, and then the blood stains scabbed over at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the pain and exhaustion also disappeared with the operation of the exercises.

Rumble!

After Xuan Gong had been operating in Shi Li's body for seven weeks, a low roar sounded in his body, and an explosive force shook violently under his skin.

"This is a long-lost feeling that can be cultivated!"

Shi Weishen was shocked suddenly, Yi Dao really didn't lie to him, and the re-forging had an immediate effect.

For three years, he has been ridiculed and humiliated, everything is because he is a waste, from now on he will recover his cultivation into hope, and he will take back everything he has lost!

"What smells so good?"

Leaving the back mountain, when Shi Li walked to the vicinity of a fence garden not far from the mountain gate of the Immortal Dao Sect, Yi Dao swallowed a mouthful of saliva violently.

Not to mention the tip of the cat's nose, Shi Li couldn't help but admire Yi Dao's sense of smell, this aroma emanated from the fence garden, it was the spirit gourd planted by Zhang Song, the second elder of the Immortal Dao Sect, was about to ripen.

The spirit gourd is not an ordinary melon and fruit can be compared, and it is difficult to survive, it bears fruit every three years, the taste is unusually delicious, and it also has the effect of nourishing the mind, but the melon skin is hard and difficult to cut.

Zhang Song took care of him for three years, planted six spirit melons, and offered them like treasures by him, and usually did not allow his disciples to get close to the fence garden for half a step.

"That's the spirit gourd planted by the second elder!" Shi Li replied casually, but then his heart sank, this old man probably didn't want to fight the spirit gourd.

However, thinking of Zhang Song, Shi Li was furious.

Zhang Song is Zhang Lei's grandfather, this person has always been strong, and his power in the Immortal Dao Sect is second only to the sect leader Liu Chuian.

A year ago, when Shi Li first arrived in the Immortal Dao Sect, Zhang Lei, who forged the sixth grade, and Yan Hong and Pan Shi, the doglegs of the fifth grade, beat him to the point where he was seriously injured and vomited blood.

The elders of the Sect Torture Hall investigated the matter, but Zhang Lei and the others framed Shi Li for robbing them of their pills, so they beat him severely.

Zhang Song favored Zhang Lei, and when he was in retreat, he added fuel to the elders of the torture hall and said that Shi Li was a waste, and it was not surprising that he had committed a robbery in order to cultivate, and he deserved to be beaten.

In the end, the matter was over, and Zhang Lei and others' mockery and humiliation of Shi Li intensified. Everyone peeked at Lu Ke'er taking a bath, and after being discovered, they used him as a scapegoat, and Zhang Lei and others were more vicious than the other.

"Lao Tzu said a long time ago, I won't let go of any of you people!" Thinking of Zhang Song's grandson and others, Shi Li's eyes immediately swelled bloodshots.

"Spirit melon?" Yi Dao swallowed violently and said quietly, "What are you kid thinking about?"

Shi Li was pulled back to reality by Yi Dao's words, and briefly said the hatefulness of Zhang Song and others.

"This old boy is really hateful!" Yi Dao was indignant, and the more he talked, the more excited he became, as if Zhang Song and he were enemies, and his reaction also made Shi Li faintly feel that something was wrong.

"When I have the strength, don't say it's Zhang Lei, it's Zhang Song, Lao Tzu will also beat you all over the ground to find teeth! And Qiu Hao, you wait for Lao Tzu!" Shi Li clenched his fists, and his heart was awe-inspiring.

"Then find a chance to teach Zhang Song's old boy a lesson first!" Yi Dao smiled treacherously.

"What kind of opportunity are you looking for? I haven't recovered my cultivation yet?" Shi Li heard the hint of encouragement in Yi Dao's words.

"Uh...... If you can't beat him for the time being, you can't teach him a lesson?!" Yi Dao took a deep breath of the strange fragrance of the spirit gourd, and swallowed and spat again.

"Oh, it turns out that this old man is really playing with the idea of a spirit melon!"

However, thinking of Zhang Song's expression when he found that he was missing like a baby pimple, Shi Li felt very comfortable.