Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

The little cutie left Taiyizong with Sanshi in the end, and any one felt empty in his heart. This separation is far away, and there may be no day to meet again.

It's a pity that he is only a mortal and can't keep up with the pace of the monks. He can only watch them disappear into his own world, but he doesn't even have the ability to chase.

He looked at a red seed in his hand, stunned there for a long time without saying a word.

This is a souvenir that Little Cutie gave him before he left. It was taken off from the hair band tied on his head. This is also the only thing in Little Cutie's body that belongs to him.

When she woke up in the ruins of the God King, Little Lovely's original clothes were pulled and lost by someone, and she came to this Lingyin Continent so neatly and smoothly.

This red seed is said to be a congratulatory gift from a Taoist who traveled around on the 100th birthday of Little Cutie.

At that time, the small eyes of the little cute beanie suddenly fell in love with such a small seed, and he had to carry it with him.

His father couldn't help him, so he found a craftsman who made jewelry and made him a delicate hair crown to put on his head.

At this time, it was taken down and forwarded to any one.

What is the use of this red seed, Xiao Kawai is not too sure. After all, when he got it, he was too young, and after that, he slept for many years, and the memory in his mind was blurred, it was really unclear.

Ren Ren just shoved it into his own pocket world, and let Lan Ling help him to take a look at it and keep it. After all, he doesn't have a cultivator's storage purse now. Such a small thing, if you don't pay attention, you can get it. lost.

What he didn't know was that Lan Ling in the kit didn't know the value of this seed and thought it was no big deal, so he just threw it into a corner.

Lan Ling is really bored now. Originally, Ren Xia and Ren Tu were with her. She was quite happy. She patted the dog's head, stroked the rabbit's fur, teased them from time to time, and trained their abilities. It went by quickly.

However, since leaving the ruins of the God King, these two little ones suddenly fell into a deep sleep, like hibernation, no matter how noisy she was, they slept peacefully.

This world in the kit was originally desolate and boring, and now it is even more lifeless. She was so bored that she ran out, and talking to any of the big fools was also a fun to relieve the boredom.

Unlike Ren Ren's discomfort, Wu Shixun breathed a sigh of relief. The disciple is stronger than the master. He has no face to be the master of these two people. His aura instantly trembled again.

However, he still likes any of this apprentice, and he looks more eye-catching than many young people in the sect.

It's not that he has a good temperament, but that he is very attractive, the kind that looks better the more he looks. Even if Wu Shixun is a big man, looking at this face, he feels a lot more comfortable.

Everyone has a love for beauty, and in many cases, regardless of gender. What's more, in addition to his appearance, he is polite and disciplined, neither arrogant nor impetuous, and looks like a calm person. Such a person should be a good seed for practicing martial arts.

Because of the relatively small number of disciples, Wu Shixun's assigned courtyard is relatively remote and narrow, and there is a small martial arts field in the backyard.

However, as he had only one apprentice, it was more than enough.

This master worships very casually, and there is not even a ceremony to worship him. In Wu Shixun's words, if he really regards him as a master, even if there is no such ceremony, he will respect the teacher. vice versa.

The first skill he taught Ren, as he said when he went down the mountain, was to treat the trees as his own enemy and kick them hard.

After thinking about it for a long time, he realized that in his life, there are not many people who can make him hate it to the bone and make his teeth itch.

At most, it's the scorn of some strangers, dislikes, disrespect, and abuse.

Since there is no enemy, then take that tree as your goal and work hard to conquer it. His goal is to get stronger, it's that simple.

Packing up his mood, he gritted his teeth with a serious expression, raised his leg and kicked it fiercely. The sudden sharp pain made him unsteady, and he only felt that the leg bone was about to break.

And this tree did not even drop two leaves. This frustrated him.

"When kicking, don't use your bones to face the enemy head-on, otherwise you will injure a thousand enemies and self-destruct 800. You have to learn how to use your skills. Look at me."

Wu Shixun raised his leg and kicked the tree with a thick bowl mouth very quickly, only to hear a "click", and the originally lush tree broke off in response.

Ren Yi watched it very, very carefully, Wu Shixun's demonstration was like a revolving light, deeply engraved in his mind and played back and forth.

Wu Shixun then told him a martial art formula, teaching him how to let his muscles resist injury, increase the potential of physical strength, and achieve a lightning-like explosion when he exerts effort.

Ren Yi listened carefully and understood where he went wrong just now. He shouldn't have used brute force and almost made himself lame.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help complaining, "Why didn't the master tell me this at the beginning, and only tell me after I scrapped this leg test?"

Although Wu Shixun was teaching Yiyi, he was not idle and kept kicking and beating at an iron pillar beside him. That iron pillar has been somewhat deformed by his years of polishing.

As he beat iron, he said without blushing or panting: "Silly boy, what do you know. If you don't have a pain, how do you know that if you kick someone else's leg, there will be bad consequences."

He wouldn't tell him, he just forgot. Forgive him, it is also the first time to be someone else's master, and he is also a novice, and he has no experience with apprentices.

Ren Yi felt distressed for five breaths of time for himself, rubbed his still aching calf, and chose a similar tree again, imitating Wu Shixun's leg out posture, silently reciting the formula for mobilizing muscles, and kicked it hard again.

He originally thought that this kind of exercise was actually a polishing process for the body. With day-to-day training, even an iron pillar can be ground into a needle, not to mention this kind of training.

Surprisingly, this time, he didn't feel much pain, and it was still within his tolerance. It can be seen that this martial art formula is quite useful, and it will come in handy so quickly.

Hearing Yi Yi's screams before leaving, Wu Shixun said with some dissatisfaction: "We martial arts practitioners must not be afraid of pain. Every time we attack, we must use the energy of life and death. Only in this way can we use the fastest speed. Time breaks through yourself, understand?"

Ren Yi shrugged helplessly, "Master, I used all my strength, really, you have to believe me."