Xiao Mingliang paused, as if he was a little unaccustomed to saying so many words at once, and was silent for a long time before speaking. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"After the metamorphosis is the knowledge of Tibet, as the name suggests, it is all over the treasure of the body, the treasure of the true yuan and the treasure of the gods, and now the younger generation of the Chongwu Sect, a very small number of people with good talents are in this realm. ”

"Then there is the realm of the Three Perfections of Creation...... Forget it, you're not at that level yet. ”

Yang Xuan didn't refute either, it was true, "What realm is the peak master in?"

Xiao Mingliang glanced at it faintly, "The peak master is now the peak of the Divine Mind Zang, and the three of the Divine Yuan Body are accessible, and he is only one step away from the Transformation Habitat, but the Peak Lord has comprehended the sword momentum, and now it has been completed, and it is about to transform into a knife intent, and it is difficult for the strong person in the Ordinary Transformation Habitat to be its opponent."

"Oh, that's it" Yang Xuan suddenly realized, but in his heart, he was even more curious about the torture of this Heavy Prison Peak, the so-called sword power was extremely extraordinary, not to mention the higher level of sword intent.

"In addition to the daily exchange of cultivation resources for the disciples of my heavy martial arts sect, there are also qualifying competitions, breaking through the formation level, sect competitions, etc., you have just joined the sect now, nearly eight months later than the previous batch of disciples who entered the sect, and in two months it will be the qualifying competition for new disciples, and the disciples with good rankings can get the cultivation resources and exercises provided by the sect."

Then Xiao Mingliang looked at Yang Xuan, "You don't have to think about this, you are only in the acquired realm now, in two months, how can you not be those new disciples who have been cultivating for several months, and the lowest cultivation level is the innate realm."

Yang Xuan didn't speak, he started late, and he only started cultivating half a year ago, these are all things that can't be helped, it seems that he can only fight, work hard, and strive to be able to reach that qualifying match.

"On the way to cultivation, after the martial artist enters the metamorphosis, he will go to the Tibetan Scripture Hall to choose his own exercises, assist in cultivation, help condense the true element, increase the reserves, and the first time he enters this realm, he will derive the true element without attributes, and only after cultivating to break through the second level of the realm of knowledge and Tibet, will he awaken his own true element attributes"

"Your first task now is to refine your physical body, control the internal breath in your body, break through the innate as soon as possible, and then reach the realm of mortal transformation."

Yang Xuan nodded, he also understood what he should do at this stage.

"Tomorrow's training is extremely harsh, but getting through it will have a miraculous effect on the consolidation of your foundation, I hope you can get through" Xiao Mingliang said indifferently, without the slightest emotion in his tone.

"After the innate realm, the sect will issue pills to the disciples of this realm to help condense their internal strength, as for the cultivation methods of the higher realm, and the acquisition of resources, even if you tell you now, it is useless."

The two chatted and chatted, and came to a place full of side-by-side cabins, where a large number of young disciples were waving their fists and feet in their courtyards, sweating like rain, shouting and wheezing.

"This is where you live, these are all new disciples who joined the sect eight months ago, starting early tomorrow morning, you will train together"

Xiao Mingliang was talking to himself, turned over his hand and took out a set of clothes and handed it to Yang Xuan, "Change him on, I will wear this tomorrow to enter and exit the martial arts arena."

Yang Xuan took it, looked at the black, tight but slightly loose kung fu practice, his eyes were full of determination and hope, and slowly walked towards his own courtyard.

Xiao Mingliang didn't say a word, regained his indifferent appearance, and turned around and left after a while.

At night, around the house where Yang Xuan was, most of the young disciples were resting, and a very small number of hard-working people were still cultivating, and there was no sound of shouting, but the whirring wind between the swings of his fists and feet was accompanied by a slight wheezing in the silent night.

Everyone seemed to be accustomed to it, and they didn't have any other thoughts, but Yang Xuan couldn't sleep, not because he was disturbed by it, but because tomorrow dawn was the day when he really entered the sect to practice.

During this period of time, first Elder Xianhe, then the master of the Heavy Martial Sect, and then the master of this Heavy Prison Peak, Xing Sen, he came into contact with all the monks who had cultivated to the highest level, which was usually put in the past, they were all immortal figures that were difficult to see in a lifetime.

This also made Yang Xuan's yearning for that kind of realm a little stronger, "I really don't know what kind of cruel training will greet me" Yang Xuan thought, his eyes full of hope.

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In the martial arts arena, Yang Xuan came here, and what he saw was not only a stone platform that was one zhang square, but all kinds of instruments all over the field, the material seemed to be non-gold and non-stone, different sizes, and a pile of them.

Fifty or sixty teenagers and girls dressed in the same clothes as him stood in line quietly, looking at Xiao Mingliang, who was serious in front of him with a resolute face, and saw that most of the cultivation was in the innate realm.

In the neat queue, only Yang Xuan was in the acquired realm.

"Today's training, complete your task as soon as possible, and if you complete it at the latest, the amount of training will be doubled" Xiao Mingliang's tone was normal, as if he had said something extremely ordinary.

Everyone present looked stunned and frowned slightly, as if they had decided something in their hearts, and secretly worked hard, their eyes were very resolute.

"Yang Xuan, you don't have to participate for the time being...... Now, start training" Suddenly, a group of young boys and girls quickly ran to the place where the equipment was placed, and the shouts and cheers rang out.

Yang Xuan stared at the senior brothers and sisters who were training with a glint in his eyes, and slowly stepped forward, "Senior brother, what do I need to do?"

"Follow me" Xiao Mingliang didn't answer much, but motioned for Yang Xuan to follow him, and after a while, the two came to a quiet room, where there were all kinds of equipment and equipment, which was not much better than the martial arts arena outside.

"Your cultivation is not as good as theirs, and of course there is a long gap between strength and physical strength, and what they have trained is training that has been deployed for many months to maximize their potential. ”

"And what you need to do now is to find out where your limit is, I will give you three days to familiarize yourself with the training intensity of my Heavy Prison Peak as soon as possible, and after three days, join them with the same treatment"

Yang Xuan's puzzled expression gradually converged, his face was full of solemnity, his training before leaving that cottage was only to climb the mountain with a thousand catties, and he could easily dodge the stones thrown by Fang Tang at will in a state of mental concentration, but he also occasionally hit the trick.

Last night, he also learned in detail about the cultivation method and degree of Heavy Prison Peak, in comparison, he still needs to exercise more, otherwise not to mention the double training amount at the bottom of the daily training ranking, he can't bear it just for ordinary training.

"I'll set a limit for you first, complete all the training items with a weight of 1,000 pounds, and the time is controlled within an hour, if the body can't survive, don't worry, there will be a medicinal bath after training every day, and there will be no dark injuries."

Yang Xuan nodded as if he didn't understand.

"I, Xiao Mingliang, speak my word, no matter how well you train, after three days, join in, rank last, and double your training" After speaking, he turned around and left without looking back.

Yang Xuan's eyes seemed to have a flash of light, he didn't think about it anymore, walked to the side of the equipment, and started his own training road.

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The Heavy Hell Peak trains the disciples of the mortal body double heaven, and it has always been heavy body and light qi, the body is the body, and the qi is the true qi, which is different from the training of disciples at this stage in other academies, and it also causes the reason why most of the disciples who come to the heavy prison peak to cultivate in this realm cannot bear it and leave.

"Whew...... Whew......" The extremely rhythmic wheezing sound resounded in this spacious quiet room, Yang Xuan's face was slightly red, sweating like rain, his legs trembled slightly, and he kept squatting down and standing up, and the boulder on his back looked like it weighed two thousand catties.

After a long time, Yang Xuan snorted, his arms slammed into force, and the boulder fell on the ground beside him, and there was a boom of smoke and dust.

"Whew, it's almost, the amount of training in the past few days has been several times more than before, fortunately, the body can still eat,"

Just as Yang Xuan was doing a self-examination, suddenly there was a flower in front of him, there was no wind, no movement, and it crossed in front of him so abruptly.

"Could it be that I'm dazzled?" Yang Xuan secretly thought, exhaled sharply, calmed his breath, and was about to start moving, but he caught a glimpse of a black bubble figure in the afterglow, it was Xiao Mingliang.

Yang Xuan's pupils contracted for a while, and his gaze at him was a little incredulous, "What a clever light body kung fu, it takes about twenty steps from the door of the quiet room to this ordinary person, but he actually arrived in an instant, and I didn't even notice it."

"Don't be surprised, I'm just in the realm of the physical body, and when you reach this point in cultivation, you will know that the physical body here is not just literal."

Yang Xuan was stunned.

"Okay, don't talk about it, tomorrow at dawn, the martial arts arena will gather" As soon as the words fell, Xiao Mingliang's figure flashed, and he left the quiet room in a moment.

Leaving Yang Xuan, he let the sweat drip down his cheeks and neck, absorbed by the already soaked clothes, sticking to his body, a little sticky, but it couldn't block the desire and expectation in his heart to become stronger

In the early morning of the second day, in the martial arts arena.

"A stick of incense is repaired, and training begins after a stick of incense," Xiao Mingliang's eyes were calm, staring at the dozens of disciples present one by one.

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen young men and women walked out of the queue and looked at him with burning eyes, "The ordinary method of refining the body has not made much progress for you, you will start practicing the qi cultivation technique issued by the sect today, and strive to break through to the mortal realm as soon as possible."

"Yes," the disciples replied in unison, "the rest of the people continue to train, the old rules, the last double task"

As soon as the words fell, the remaining more than thirty disciples, including Yang Xuan, rushed to the martial arts arena and began training, Yang Xuan lifted a grinding plate-sized instrument with difficulty with both hands, and its weight was afraid to be nearly three thousand catties, not to mention carrying this thing to cultivate, even it was a little difficult to pick up.

With a casual glance in his eyes, he found that a small girl had carried her behind her, and although her legs trembled slightly, and her face turned red, she still did it resolutely

Yang Xuan sighed for a while, "There's no reason why I can't do it" As soon as he thought of this, he gritted his teeth violently, and with a muffled sigh in his mouth, his arms suddenly passed through the belt fixed on the "grinding plate" and carried it on his back.

"Uh, it's so heavy" Even though Yang Xuan was already a little used to the transition of those three days, this inhuman weight still made his legs sink and he was almost crushed to the ground.

In less than a moment, the more than 30 disciples who were training on the spot had all finished carrying their loads, and their feet kept walking towards the side of the martial arts arena.

It is conceivable that if you really fall off the iron pile, although it will not be fatal, it will definitely be seriously injured, and you will be more than 3,000 pounds of weight, so it will be more difficult, and you will be injured if you are not careful.

Yang Xuan's eyes flashed with determination, he gritted his teeth and walked there with difficulty step by step.