Devouring Sword God

Chapter 975 Hard Practice
No matter how earth-shaking the outside world is, the ancestral land of the Yi clan is still peaceful and peaceful.

At this time, spring flowers are blooming, and it is Yi Xiaoyao's fourth year out to venture out, at the age of 22.

Ordinary people, at this age, are at the pinnacle of life when they get married and have children.

But Yi Xiaoyao is practicing hard now.

The Yi clan's ancestral land, which had been silent for thousands of years, was now revived by screams.

"Ah! Ah! Ah...It hurts!"

On the training ground, like a broken sandbag, Yi Xiaoyao flew upside down and bumped into a huge Kunwu Stone. The Kunwu Stone didn't move, but he fell powerlessly.

"This is not good, your comprehension speed is too slow!"

"It took three days to condense such a domineering arrogance, not to mention the arrogance of the mind and the arrogance of the art. You still have to practice. At this speed, how can you do this in three years!"

"It seems that I still overestimate you!"

The scolding voice of the withered old man resounded through the practice field, constantly hitting Yi Xiaoyao's heart.

Under the words, another violent black gold fist hit Yi Xiaoyao who was on the ground.

Yi Xiaoyao suddenly jumped up from the ground, his right fist was also covered with a layer of black gold, and he faced the withered old man whose whole body had turned into black gold.

However, when the two fists collided, he was blown away without any resistance.

After three days of hard training, Yi Xiaoyao only felt that his whole body had fallen apart. Lying on the ground, he felt that he had merged with the ground and could no longer stand up.

"It's only been three days, how can I just fall down like this?"

A firm belief was always in Yi Xiaoyao's heart. After muttering something, he let out a heavy growl and struggled to get up.

Seeing this scene, the withered old man's eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help showing a look of relief on his face.

In fact, his attack on Yi Xiaoyao before was not sincere at all.

Or in other words, his words were just the opposite.

Yi Xiaoyao's comprehension speed is so fast that it has surpassed the imagination of the withered old man. He can condense Jiayu's domineering aura in three days. Even at the peak of the Yi clan, no one can do it.

"I underestimated this kid's talent, and even underestimated his will!"

The withered old man secretly admired, he knew that Yi Xiaoyao would not only not be crushed under his blows, but would be even more tenacious, so he always reprimanded him extremely severely.

I just didn't expect that Yi Xiaoyao was so stubborn.

After being knocked into the air more than 1000 times in three days, he was still able to stand up!
"Come again!"

Yi Xiaoyao let out a low growl at the withered old man, his eyes filled with indelible determination.

Spring to autumn.

After a spring and summer of hard training, Yi Xiaoyao's figure is still active on the training ground.

For some reason, the withered old man would only appear in the daytime every day, and would return to the ancestral hall at night.

Therefore, Yi Xiaoyao can have a good rest every night.

However, he did not do so.

At this time, it was late at night, and the Yi clan's ancestral land also had a starry sky, even brighter than the stars outside.

Under the starlight, there was a low growl of heavy panting.

"Eight hundred and one, eight hundred and two, eight hundred and three..."

I saw a huge Kunwu Stone heaving up and down, and under the boulder, a relatively ant-like figure was holding up his arms, repeating it again and again.

Back then, Yi Xiaoyao couldn't shake the Kunwu Stone with all his strength, but now, he can lift the Kunwu Stone hundreds of times!

It is enough to see how much effort he has put in during this time.

Sweat had already soaked his whole body, and even formed a little tan on the ground under his feet, reflecting a little bit of starlight.

As the heaviest thing in the world, the Kunwu Stone is such a huge one that exhausts Yi Xiaoyao's whole body strength every time he lifts it up, making him wish he could push himself into the ground.

But he still didn't stop, and the low shouts continued to ring out under his resolute gaze.

"Nine hundred ninety-eight nine hundred and ninety-nine ninety-nine thousand!"

Boom!
The ground shook, and after putting down the Kunwu Stone, Yi Xiaoyao finally sat down on the ground.

"The goal has been achieved, it seems that Jiayu's domineering spirit has become more concise!"

He looked at the black gold layer on his limbs, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But then, Yi Xiaoyao frowned slightly again.

"However, the master said that only by letting the one hundred and eight Kunwu stones leave the ground at the same time can the practice of Jiayu's domineering be ended. It is not easy to let one of such heavy stones leave the ground. How could one hundred and eight of them leave the ground at the same time!"

After practicing for such a long time, Yi Xiaoyao already knew that the withered old man was named Yi Xiu, and he also called him a cultivator.

And the first task Yi Xiu set for Yi Xiaoyao was to get all the [-] Kunwu stones off the ground in the practice field, so that he could start teaching the domineering mind.

Autumn and winter come.

The ancestral land of the Yi clan also had snowfall, and it was astonishingly large.

The first snow in this space, each snowflake is as big as an adult's palm.

In just one night, the ground was covered with white skin as tall as a person.

In the early morning, Yi Xiu came facing the snowflakes. As soon as he arrived at the practice field, he heard a loud laugh.

"Cultivator, I understand! I know how to get these one hundred and eight Kunwu stones off the ground at the same time!"

Under the sound, there was only a vast expanse of snow, and Yi Xiaoyao could not be seen at all.

The next moment, in the snow field, a Kunwu Stone suddenly shot up into the sky, broke through the snow clouds in the sky in an instant, and disappeared into the sky.

And Yi Xiaoyao's figure finally appeared at the place where the Kunwu Stone was placed.

At this moment, he was already covered in black gold, and he was looking at Yi Xiu excitedly.

"As long as you have enough strength, throw the Kunwu Stone to a sufficient height, and throw the remaining [-] stones before the first one falls, and you can get off the ground at the same time!"

Yi Xiaoyao grinned, and with a flash of his body after speaking, he came under the second Kunwu Stone, folded his arms, and suddenly lifted it towards the sky.

Immediately, the Kunwu Stone roared up again, breaking through the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the third, the fourth... the one hundred and eighth!

When the last Kunwu stone flew up, the first Kunwu stone just fell, and was kicked by Yi Xiaoyao again, and smiled triumphantly at Yi Xiu.

"It turns out that what you thought of was such a stupid way."

Seeing Yi Xiaoyao's self-satisfaction and anticipation of his praise, Yi Xiu still poured cold water on him.

When Yi Xiaoyao heard the words, he froze there for a moment, letting the Kunwu stones fall around like meteorites, causing the ground to shake.

Yi Xiu shook his head with a smile, and said: "However, although the method is stupid, it can be regarded as passing the test. Starting today, let's practice domineering mind."

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(ps: The bureau is too big, it is difficult to write, it is very important now, if you make a mistake, the writing will collapse. I have been careful in the past two days, so the speed will be much slower.)
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