The old madman is resolute in his work. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The starlight flickered outside the tent, and Zhou Xingyun, who was still asleep, felt a gust of wind blowing. Take off again on your own. It is said that the monk's consciousness is always in a state of tension, and there are very few times when this kind of relaxation occurs.

The problem is that in order to "appease" the old madman last night, Zhou Xingyun deliberately took out the intoxicating world that he had treasured for a long time, and he drank half of the altar heroically!

Zhou Xingyun, who was in a daze, felt a chill and couldn't help but shiver. A bone-piercing pain ensued. "Ahh

Zhou Xingyun suddenly came to his senses. I saw that the old madman was holding a cold roast leg of lamb in his left hand and a wine jar in his right hand, which was what was left of last night. He looked at himself with interest.

The murderer who made his back hurt was lying on the ground, a piece of mutton bone that had been gnawed, and the bones were white, and it looked very clear.

"Senior!" Zhou Xingyun was a little angry, this old madman really turned his face and didn't recognize people!

"Squat, do!" the old madman ignored him, took a bite of the cold leg of lamb, and poured a large sip of wine. This tastes good, cool!

Squats?What the hell?this kind of thing that can be easily done by a little kid?Zhou Xingyun felt insulted. But soon, he knew he was wrong.

The patience of the old madman is limited. With a flick of his hand, he threw out a few bones that he had gnawed last night, and hit Zhou Xingyun's body accurately, making him painful, and he couldn't help but pose in a pose. Very weird pose.

His hands are wide open, and his legs are spread as wide as possible, like a big frog standing upright. At this point, his ass was not very high above the ground. The most hateful thing is that the old madman's bones are nailed to the ground and against the acupuncture points on his legs! There are still two miserable white bones floating in the void, pointing to the acupuncture points on his chest!

As soon as the strength was relaxed, there was a piercing pain from the acupuncture points in the bone points, and even the monks could not resist the pain. This is cultivation, and torture is nothing more than that!

"Squat, do!" the old madman repeated again, even repeating the movement. But Zhou Xingyun didn't dare not do it, he saw something called danger in the eyes of the old madman!

Zhou Xingyun tried little by little, and finally, it dropped a little bit, even a monk couldn't feel it. The old madman was clearly not satisfied with this level. This time, a big stone was thrown over and smashed on Zhou Xingyun's head!

"Huh!" Zhou Xingyun snorted, cold sweat covering his face. Just now, I was lucky enough to resist the flying stones, but I didn't think that the stones were not affected by the vitality in the slightest. caused his figure to retreat a little, and the bones were on the acupuncture points.

Zhou Xingyun scolded in his heart. Of course, this kind of thing can't be done openly, isn't that looking for death!

The stone left the top of Zhou Xingyun's head, and Zhou Xingyun hurriedly pushed forward to his original movements. Before he could get ready, the stone fell again...... From a distance, this scene is very similar to the mouse-smashing game that is popular among children in the lobby on the first floor of Star City Cinema. Of course, Zhou Xingyun is the poor mouse.

Five times, it can be tolerated, ten times, it can be tolerated, and when it comes to fifteen times, Zhou Xingyun finally doesn't know what it means to be afraid, even if the old madman in front of him is extremely incomprehensible!

"Ahh

This time it was a piece of cold lamb that hit his gaping mouth. Even a madman doesn't want to be scolded.

Zhou Xingyun's painful time has come.

This action lasted from the early hours of the morning until dawn. This time period in the Valley of the Wicked is the time when Zhou Xingyun collects flower dew. Chaoxia is also known as purple qi from the east. At this time, the vitality is extremely pure, which is very beneficial to cultivation.

But now, Zhou Xingyun doesn't think about that fucking practice. He lay motionless on the ground like a dead dog. It's not that I don't want to move, it's that I can't move!

Every inch of muscle seemed to be bitten by ants, crispy and numb, unable to exert strength, accompanied by stinging pain. This taste is really uncomfortable. Zhou Xingyun didn't see it either, when the morning sun shone on his body, a trace of purple qi was being absorbed by his body. Although only a hint.

After the sour numbness has passed, it is a comfortable feeling that people can't help but moan in.

Jumping up from the ground, he saw Yun Maode's face full of worry. Zhou Xingyun raised his middle finger at the void very domineeringly, chatting about his mood at the moment.

"Let's go!"

What Zhou Xingyun wanted to do most when he settled down was to plant flowers, and plant a sea of flowers in front of the house like the Valley of the Wicked, although there was no Xiao Qi by his side.

Flowers are just ordinary flowers, and there are many types, all of which he entrusted Zhao Youquan to help collect in Lin'an City.

After the seeds are planted, they grow at a rate that is visible to the naked eye. The concentration of vitality here is a thousand times stronger than that of the Valley of the Wicked. Ordinary plants receive this moisture, and the growth rate can be imagined.

As a result, Zhou Xingyun's first planting failed. The flowers grow too fast and bloom too fast. Before Zhou Xingyun could react, there were already remnants of flowers everywhere at this time.

It seems that we have to go to the business district. Zhou Xingyun felt a little sorry in his heart, these flowers were Xiao Qi's favorite variety.

"Put on, run!" the old madman who had disappeared appeared in front of him like a ghost. Throw down a piece of black stuff. It slammed into the stone with a clatter. Zhou Xingyun felt his eyelids jumping, and he was most bitter.

For the sake of his own safety, Zhou Xingyun still said stubbornly. "Senior, I'm a monk, not a physical cultivator!"

"Put it on, run!"

Looking at the old madman's dead fish eyes, Zhou Xingyun reluctantly put on an iron suit. Zhou Xingyun swore in his heart! This is definitely made of thousand-year-old Xuantie Crystal! And the materials are purer than the pot he drew the lottery!

Before Zhou Xingyun could run a few steps, a strong wind came from behind him and pierced his ass!

The old madman is not only crazy, but also very insidious! For the sake of his ass, Zhou Xingyun had no choice but to brave the scorching sun and be a boy running under the scorching sun!

As for Yun Maode, he obviously didn't fall into the eyes of the old madman. I had to take care of it in the fairy planting field. From time to time, he looked up at Zhou Xingyun, who was driven by the strong wind, and the old madman behind him who was like a hanged ghost.

Zhou Xingyun didn't expect a sentence in exchange for such a tragic experience. He's not stupid, though. In the process of running, a large amount of vitality is inhaled into the body, and the five elements work on their own. Obviously, this torture training of the old madman is very good for him. Maybe it's the so-called pain and happiness!

The only thing that worries Zhou Xingyun is that he has lost his connection with the Kitchen Immortal Treasure Book. It all started with the first time I met the old madman. That's why he can't see his status at this point. It seems that when you can only go out of the barren stone peak, pick a place where there is no one and then check it.

And now, run, boy.