Chapter Twenty-Six: Senior Sister, You Tap ......

Following.

In the early morning, the warm sunlight poured into the Wisdom Sect, and a new day began.

On the south bank, the disciples on the various mountain peaks continued to practice for a new day, and streamers flew through the air from time to time, and the sect gradually became lively.

On the third mountain, Wang Ran yawned and stretched his waist to get up.

I took out a wet handkerchief from the system backpack and wiped my face, feeling much more refreshed.

While moving his body, he looked at the bed next door, and the white-clothed figure didn't seem to be resting, still meditating on his knees.

She seemed to sense that Wang Ran had woken up, opened her eyes and said, "Time for a stick of incense, wash and dress, and make the bed." ”

"Huh?" Wang Ran was stunned.

When she looked at it again, Yao Pujia had already returned to a state of meditation, and she was angry and didn't say a word.

Wang Ran scratched the back of his head, turned around and folded the futon, and went out to wash slowly.

After about a half-incense time, Wang Ran took a piece of grass in his mouth and swayed back to the courtyard, only to see Yao Pujia standing coldly in front of the door, raising his eyelids and glancing at him.

"Why not be on time?"

"Uh, I didn't pay attention......" Wang Ran was a little embarrassed and smiled apologetically.

Yao Pujia couldn't see joy or anger on her face, but said lightly: "Run ten laps around the third mountain." ”

Wang Ran was a little worried at first, but after hearing this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, as a foundation building monk, running a circle is too simple.

immediately smiled heartily and said confidently: "No problem, let alone ten laps, if I run a hundred laps, I should make amends to my senior sister." ”

Yao Pujia turned around and entered the house, and threw out a streamer: "Remember to bring this." ”

The streamer fell into Wang Ran's hand and turned into a dark and simple piece of iron, carved with strange and obscure patterns.

"It's ...... After Wang Ran saw it clearly, he couldn't help but widen his eyes in astonishment.

This binding spirit fall is a fragment of the outer heaven god fall, very rare, extremely heavy, the effect is to bind the user's spiritual power, compress to the extreme, its effect is related to the size.

The piece in Wang Ran's hand is the size of a palm, and if he wears the cultivation of the first layer of the foundation, I am afraid that it will be directly suppressed back to the mortal stage.

Thinking of this, Wang Ran couldn't help but gasp.

The area of this third mountain is not small, and it is almost impossible to run around it a hundred times with the body of a mortal.

Although Wang Ran also had cultivation in his physical body, the suppression of this Spirit Binding Meteor was just as effective, after all, he had only cultivated to the beginning.

After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and tied the Bound Spirit Fall to his legs, and suddenly his whole body sank, and the ground under his feet was trampled out of a not light mark.

Wang Ran tried to take a few steps forward, but he felt very unaccustomed, and every step he took seemed to be dragged by someone, and every step was difficult.

"Senior sister, you are too ruthless......"

Taking a slight breath, Wang Ran held back his strength and moved forward vigorously.

A hundred laps is almost impossible to complete, and Wang Ran's legs and stomachs are already weak as soon as they come down in one lap.

Many disciples passing by nearby were surprised and pointed at each other.

"Senior Brother Wang, what are you doing?"

"I don't know, it looks like it's struggling. ”

"Are you still tired last night?"

"I heard that there is only one room in Senior Sister Yao's mansion on this third mountain, do you think it will ......?"

"Hissβ€”β€”, no!"

"It's hard to say, after all, that's a senior sister, a true disciple!"

"But you see that Senior Brother Wang's limbs are weak today, and he trembles when he walks......"

"Oh my God, if this matter is true, then Senior Brother Wang is really a model for my generation, even a cold senior sister can conquer, this is not something that ordinary people can do. ”

The disciples had nothing to do, making up gossip with each other's brains, and the other party who chatted one by one blushed, as if they were really doing something, and unconsciously, they admired Wang Ran even more here.

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host Wang Ran for causing a slight spiritual impact on the inner disciples, and rewarding the Dao with two points. ”

Wang Ran, who was gritting his teeth and walking around the edge of the third mountain, was slightly stunned when he heard the prompt in his mind, and then raised his head in confusion.

What's going on?

How did you somehow gain enlightenment value?

Didn't you do anything?

It's really strange that the preaching value in this world is worth earning.

Wang Ran shook his head, ignored the few disciples who were getting more and more excited the more they chatted, and started his second round of training.

It wasn't until two hours later, when the scorching sun was on the head, and it was already noon, that Wang Ran completed the punishment of ten laps.

Panting back to the courtyard on the mountain, she saw in the shade of the tree from a distance, Yao Pujia was sitting there leisurely making tea, she looked up at Wang and then threw out three golden fruits directly.

"Your lunch. ”

Wang Ran was stunned for a moment, looked down, and said curiously: "This is ......"

"Spirit fruit. Yao Pujia's thin lips were lightly pouted, and she spoke softly.

But these two words, when they fell into Wang Ran's ears, they were as heavy as thunder.

The spirit fruit, which is the fruit that gathers the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, has a significant effect on increasing cultivation, and it only grows on the spirit tree, blooming every fifty years, and bearing fruit every fifty years, which is precious and extraordinary.

Wang Ran was immediately moved, and while putting the fruit in his pocket, he said in embarrassment: "Absolutely not, senior sister, this is too precious, I can't accept anything." ”

Yao Pujia didn't raise her eyelids: "Master, his old man planted it, you can just eat it." ”

"Oh, that's embarrassing, I'll go and thank the master in person. Wang Ran put his mind at ease, took a bite in his mouth, and said vaguely.

Helplessness flashed in Yao Pujia's eyes, and she turned around and said, "Follow me." ”

After speaking, he walked towards the nearby bamboo forest with his little hands behind his back, Wang Ran followed behind, eating the fruit, and staring at Yao Pujia's back swaying from side to side, looking stunned.

Walking and walking, Yao Pujia suddenly stopped, he didn't react, and he hit it directly.

Yao Pujia naturally wouldn't be knocked down, standing in place without moving, and Wang Ran was also tightly pressed against Yao Pujia's back, and her chin was just on her shoulder.

A fresh breeze blew, lifting the ends of their hair.

It's fragrant and soft.

Wang Ran was drunk for a second, and in the next moment, there was no time to reminisce, and the beauty had already gone away.

"Go in and undress. ”

Yao Pujia's cold voice came from the front, Wang Ran was stunned for a moment, then his face turned slightly red, and he said shyly: "Senior sister, it's so direct." ”

Yao Pujia glanced at him, pointed to the waterfall in front of him, and said, "I'm letting you go in and cultivate." ”

"Huh?" Wang Ran raised his head and looked in the direction of her finger, and sure enough, he saw that not far away, there was a mountain stream and waterfall flowing down, very magnificent, at least hundreds of zhang high, magnificent.

Yao Pujia said: "Take the Binding Spirit Fall and go inside to cultivate until the moon rises." ”

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to Wang Ran, his figure moved lightly, turned around and flew away.

Wang Ran sighed in disappointment, obediently came to the waterfall, and sat cross-legged, because of the effect of the Spirit Binding Fall, he was not used to it at first, and his back was bent.

Meditation and cultivation in this mode rarely purifies the mind, and in the empty valley, no one disturbs it, and the mind is rarely unified.

Only the sound of running water rattled in his ears, and Wang Ran gradually fell into the cultivation state of Immortal Gong.

His own spiritual power is also increasing bit by bit, he has just stepped into the foundation building layer, and his cultivation is not yet stable.

But after calming down at the moment, he found that the morning's lap cultivation was not in vain, but made his cultivation more condensed and full of explosive power.

The spiritual fruit that I had eaten before also began to be digested, exuding bursts of spiritual power, from the inside out, and then absorbed by Wang Ran, a once-in-a-century genius root, without leaking a drop, and the cultivation speed suddenly increased by leaps and bounds.

It wasn't until night fell and the moon began to rise that the day's cultivation ended.

For the next period of time, Wang Ran practiced in this mode of attaching the Binding Spirit Fall every day, and as his own adaptation and strength grew, the Binding Spirit Fall became heavier and heavier, and the size became larger and larger.

It wasn't until a month later that Wang Ran's training ushered in a new reinforcement and added some other tools.

Back mountain, under the waterfall.

Wang Ran was naked, looked at Yao Pujia pitifully, and said aggrievedly: "Senior sister, you are light, it is the first time for people, I am very afraid......

Opposite him, Yao Pujia was standing on a boulder, holding a red rope in her left hand and a candle in her hand, looking at him condescendingly.