Chen Ping looked at the spirit beasts in front of him in confusion, as well as the only waterfall, and muttered depressedly: "Hey, why am I so a failure, now it's good, I have been made by myself and I don't even have time to rest." After listening to Yuan Tianzhenjun's words, Chen Ping said dejectedly.

Chen Ping reluctantly came to the edge of the waterfall, looking at the water rushing down the waterfall, this, how can I stand under the waterfall, and when I come and go to the waterfall, I will be washed away by the rushing water.

In the end, Chen Ping still mustered up enough courage and slowly walked towards the waterfall with a mentality of seeing death as home. I came to the waterfall, and before I could get a firm foothold, I was washed down the pool.

Chen Ping, who was depressed, looked at the waterfall with emotion, swam to the waterfall again, and was washed down the waterhole before he could stand firmly. In this way, Chen Ping swam over, rushed down, swam over, rushed down, and continued until the sun set.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, Chen Ping remembered what Yuan Tian Zhenjun said, after the sun sets, the spirit beast will come to attack you, and with a shudder, the horse swam to the shore.

He just came to the woods, the sun had already set, and he saw countless spirit beasts rushing to the edge of the waterfall to drink water, and after drinking the water, he raised his head and thought about something, and then turned his head and looked at the position where Chen Ping was.

Chen Ping looked at it, oh no, they found me, and climbed to the big tree in a few steps, watching those spirit beasts running quickly, standing under the tree, looking at Chen Ping.

At this moment, Chen Ping suddenly heard a scream, raised his head, and saw several flying spirit beasts flying in the sky, so frightened that Chen Ping almost fell off the tree.

Isn't it, Master, this is to play me to death, Chen Ping looked at those spirit beasts with a sad face, and said angrily: "Hmph, since you want to repair me, well, look at who repairs whom, you can kill one and eat barbecue, I haven't eaten a spirit beast since I grew so big." ”

After Chen Ping finished speaking, he looked like he was at home, jumped off the tree, and fought with the spirit beasts around him.

Now this Chen Ping, looking at it, doesn't look like a cultivator, like a ruffian hooligan fighting. Other cultivators use spells and spiritual weapons. Chen Ping, he is good, shirtless, you punch me and I fight like this.

Any cultivator who sees Chen Ping fighting with spirit beasts like this will be to death, we are cultivators, we should use spells when we should use them, and we should also use them when we should use spirit weapons.

It's just that Chen Ping doesn't know these at all, and he hasn't learned spells. The clothes on his body were, but he didn't know. Weapons?

The sad cultivator, the sad Chen Ping, encountered a group of spirit beasts that couldn't think with their brains, so they became the current sad ones.

At the beginning, it was still a spirit beast fighting against Chen Ping, although Chen Ping didn't know anything, but don't forget that he was a cultivator, and he was also a master of the Broken Dan Period, even if he couldn't use spells and had no weapons, the low-level spirit beast couldn't stand him a few times.

When Chen Ping saw that the spirit beast that he had just fought with him was about to die, he increased his strength and punched the spirit beast on the head, and then the spirit beast's head exploded.

This change attracted the bestiality of the spirit beast next to him. You say, you can fight it, you actually want to beat the spirit beasts, even if you kill them, you still have to bear the face of countless spirit beasts and beat their companions to death.

Although these spirit beasts have no brains, you must know that when you blow up the heads of the spirit beasts, as soon as the bloody breath comes out, it will not trigger the bestiality of those countless spirit beasts.

Chen Ping looked at the spirit beast and looked at him angrily, as if he was willing to tear himself to pieces, and Chen Ping trembled in fright.

Then he looked around, he had no way to escape, raised his fist, and shouted loudly with an expression of looking at death as if he were at home: "Come on, see if I kill you all today, or if you beat me to pieces." Chen Ping knew that he would not die in this void.

In this way, a group of spirit beasts rushed up, before dawn, Chen Ping had already been beaten and collapsed to the ground, he couldn't even move a finger, and he thought in his heart, these spirit beasts are not tired of things, and the shot is called a heavy.

Looking at his blood clots, it turned out that after Chen Ping was beaten by the spirit beasts, the spirit beasts all left, leaving Chen Ping paralyzed here, fortunately, my recovery speed was not slow, and the bleeding place began to coagulate, and now the sky is almost dawning, and I am almost recovered.

But he still had to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, otherwise he would be attacked by those hateful spirit beasts, and that kind of pain was not something ordinary people could bear.

Seeing that the sun had come out, Chen Ping stood up, looked at the blood stains all over his body, came to the waterhole, jumped down, and washed the blood stains first, otherwise he would die uncomfortably.

Then Chen Ping started another day of cultivation, and just like that, about a week passed. Chen Ping has barely been able to stand under the waterfall for an hour, Chen Ping feels very strange now, why, he is exposed to the sun every day, and in the afternoon, he looks at his tanned skin, just like he was fortunate to exercise before he came to Yuantianmen.

As soon as the sun sets, the body that will be attacked by the spirit beast every night is incomplete, and then the next morning, after washing the blood stains on the body, his skin will become the same as before, smooth and fair, without a single flaw.

Whenever he saw his own skin, Chen Ping was very helpless, is my skin still a man's? better than a woman's, and when I find Lingruo, I will make her skin the same as mine.

When Chen Ping tasted the sweetness of hard training, he felt that his body was getting stronger and stronger, and he was becoming more and more flexible.

I feel that my strength has become much stronger, and Yuanying has also become much more condensed. The flexibility of the body is also much stronger than before.

Although he was very fortunate and painful every day, he was able to make himself stronger, and Chen Ping endured the pain that ordinary people could not bear.

He remembers that there is an old saying in Huaxia that is very good, "Eat hard, and the person is superior", and now Chen Ping is like this, although he is very bitter every day, but his changes are also obvious.

Only when she becomes stronger can she find Lingruo and better protect her.

Thinking of Ji Lingruo, Chen Ping worked even harder when he was connected, and he didn't pretend to be dead in front of the spirit beast at night, as long as he could recover a little physical strength casually, he would immediately stand up and fight with the spirit beast.

Gradually, I found that the speed of my recovery was much faster than when I first came in, and it took two hours to recover at first, but now I don't need half an hour, and I look like a tiger again.

Many spirit beasts in this space have also been scared by him, some spirit beasts with a lower cultivation level will run away when they see him, only some spirit beasts with advanced cultivation can still fight with him for a while, but in the end, even if the spirit beast beats him to a serious injury, the spirit beast has already become seriously injured.

During this period of time, Chen Ping's progress has been rapid, watching his Yuan Ying become more condensed day by day, his heart is full of happiness and joy.

A month later, Chen Ping had been able to hold out under the waterfall for three hours, and those spirit beasts no longer dared to attack him.

In the evening, he went to the spirit beast that had cultivated first and was not called profound, and had a happy fight with them, and then returned to the waterfall to cultivate. As for the swordsmanship, Chen Ping didn't think of practicing swordsmanship at all, he was going to practice swordsmanship after holding out for more than five hours under the waterfall.

In the blink of an eye, half a year passed, and all the spirit beasts fled in all directions when they saw Chen Ping, extremely panicked.

He had reached five hours by the time he held out under the waterfall, and on this day, he was about to start practicing swordsmanship, when he came to the woods and broke a tree with one punch.

Carrying the broken tree, he came to the edge of the waterhole, found a stone at the bottom of the waterhole, and began to carve the tree, and soon, the appearance of a sword was made out by Chen Ping, well, use it for the time being.

After Chen Ping finished speaking, he walked into the waterhole, swam to the bottom of the waterfall, and stood up, now he was not so casually washed away by the waterfall, the whole person stood under the waterfall, and began to practice swordsmanship.

But something unexpected happened to Chen Ping, when he just raised the sword, the wooden sword was broken by the water, Chen Ping looked at the broken wooden sword under the waterfall, and shook his head helplessly, this wooden sword can't bear the power of this waterfall at all.

Chen Ping has been standing under the waterfall like this, enduring the washing of the waterfall, while thinking of a way, he must only use the wooden sword, but how to make the wooden sword not so easy to break.

When Chen Ping was exhausted, he left the waterfall, swam to the shore, looked at the woods in a daze, and then walked to the edge of the woods, cut down more than ten big trees, and then began to make wooden swords, about a day, made more than a hundred wooden swords, and then took the wooden sword to the waterhole to practice first.

Hey, I still practice in the water for a while, and after I am familiar with the wooden sword, I will go to the waterfall to practice, Chen Ping thought in his heart.

Chen Ping, who came to the waterhole, began his own sword training time, indiscriminately taking out his sword and collecting his sword.

At the beginning, Chen Ping was not used to it at all, the wooden sword was buoyant in the water, Chen Ping couldn't get the wooden sword into the water at all, and it would float up as soon as it entered the water.

In the end, Chen Ping came up with a way, got a few stones on his body, and sank to the bottom of the water, no matter how buoyant the wooden sword was, the wooden sword could not float, Chen Ping slowly began to wield the wooden sword under the water.

Chen Ping was now a cultivator in the Broken Dan Period, and he held his breath for a long time under the water, and he had to hold his breath for three hours at a time to practice his sword, and then he floated to the surface and swam down to the waterfall to endure the pain of washing.

After being washed by the waterfall for five hours, he went to the shore to meditate and recover the true qi in his body, and after an hour, he began to practice swordsmanship again.

In this way, Chen Ping didn't know how hard it was to go through this cycle, and he became more and more familiar with his body, and he was more and more able to control it better, and the wooden sword had to be replaced if it was used twice, otherwise it would break.

Chen Ping also thought of many ways to make the wooden sword not so easy to break, but it didn't work, even if the true qi in his body was transported to the wooden sword, because the true qi could not be directly transported into the wooden sword.

Chen Ping, who had no choice, could only make wooden swords every day, and several wooden swords broke every day. In this process of making wooden swords, Chen Ping is also happy.

Chen Ping practiced underwater with a wooden sword for several months, and found that the wooden sword would not break easily, so he took the wooden sword to the bottom of the waterfall and began to practice.

At the beginning, it was still easy to break, but slowly, a wooden sword could last for half an hour, an hour, and finally it would break for five hours under the waterfall, and Chen Ping could hold on to at least ten hours under the waterfall.

On this day, when Chen Ping was about to take the wooden sword to practice, Yuan Tianzhenjun appeared in front of Chen Ping, looking at his changes in the past year, he nodded with satisfaction and said: "From today on, you don't want to practice with the wooden sword, you have already mastered the wooden sword, from now on, you can use this sword to practice, remember, this sword will accompany you for a long time in the future." After speaking, a sword was placed in front of Chen Ping.