The daily life of Confucian sages hitting people along the network cable

Chapter 37 The Devil's Training of the Devil's Head
On the spaceship, Han Zhou was a little puzzled sitting on the aviation sofa: "Don't you need to drive this spaceship by yourself?"

Leng Yunxin: "It's fully automatic."

Han Zhou asked again: "Then why is our room closed?"

Leng Yunxin raised his hand, and a flash of light appeared on his fingertips.

A virtual projection suddenly appeared in the air in the room.

"Spaceship blueprint."

The virtual projection changes accordingly, and the lines one by one form a spaceship, which is exactly this one.

Leng Yunxin pointed to the virtual projection: "This is a small private spaceship for the battlefield, and our location is here."

"This is the combat readiness cabin, also called the rest cabin."

"This rest cabin is made of pure metal Thunderbolt Tinfloc, and its defense is two levels stronger than the outer shell of the spaceship."

Han Zhou was dumbfounded: "What did you do?"

"Thunderbolt tin flounder?"

Among all the things that Han Zhou has touched, there is only one thing that has Thunderbolt gold on it, and that is the trigger device of the shell of the third-grade Xuanxin Thunder.

That trigger device has [-]% thunder tin floc gold content.

A thumb-sized trigger device, even if it is damaged, costs as much as 7000 yuan.

[-] percent!Less than one gram!
How much thunderbolt tin flake gold is needed for this room?Ten tons?Fifteen tons?
According to this calculation, this room is worth 700 billion? !
I am special!
Han Zhou was silent for this answer.

I am still poor.

Now, I am a thousand times richer than before, but I am still a frog in a well, poor.

Leng Yunxin saw that Han Zhou was silent, so he didn't say much.

Han Zhou didn't know how far the spaceship had traveled.

I only know that there is a very slight feeling of landing.

Leng Yunxin got up: "Let's go."

Han Zhou followed Leng Yunxin off the spaceship.

In front of my eyes, there were no imaginary high-rise buildings.

It is a very pure landscape.

Snow mountains and high cliffs, Xiaoshitan water.

The bamboo forest is leisurely, and the pines and cypresses form a forest.

Orchids and Zhicao, Linglu Yunniao.

There is a bamboo house, which is located by the small stone pool.

On the cliff, the waterfall falls, but it is silent.

Very weird.

Leng Yunxin put away the spaceship: "I have to thank you, my training is over."

"To thank you, I decided to train you with all my might."

As he said that, Leng Yunxin smiled lightly: "As long as you have any attack and touch me, I will reward you with a kiss."

Han Zhou crossed his arms and was terrified: "You want to take advantage of me..."

Leng Yunxin was silent for three seconds, and then said: "As long as any of your attacks touch me, I will give you [-] million."

Han Zhou suddenly became interested: "Come on!"

While speaking, the body immediately began to swell, and then restrained: "The imprint of the bull!"

Leng Yunxin took a look at Han Zhou and was surprised: "Small mangniujin has such a sense of strength?"

"Strong physique? Or some kind of elixir?"

Unfortunately, when Han Zhou rushed one meter in front of Leng Yunxin, he was directly blown away.

Leng Yun's heart didn't move at all.

Han Zhou observed carefully: "Gang Qi?"

Han Zhou clearly saw pinkish transparent air around Leng Yunxin's skirt, spinning upwards.

Leng Yunxin: "Can't it be broken?"

Looking at Gang Qi, Han Zhou silently drew out the Tiger Roaring Saber.

"Chong!"

"Ding!"

"呲~"

One knife after another, every time the knife goes up, it can suppress the Gang Qi to retreat, but it can't break it.

Han Zhou frowned.

The stellar energy in front of him is the stellar energy of the foundation building period.

During the college entrance examination, Han Zhou saw many immortal practitioners use it.

But as long as he bursts out with all his strength, he can break through.

But this...

Is this the qi of the ninth level of foundation building?So much stronger than the stellar qi of the first and second levels of foundation building?Simply not the same trick!
If you can't cut it with a knife, what about cutting it all the time?
True Yuan is limited!

Han Zhou swung his knife and began to use all his strength.

"boom!"

The pink aura is crumbling.

Han Zhou raised his eyebrows and continued to slash: "Break it!"

One knife, one knife, one knife.

Until late at night, when the sun disappeared, Han Zhou suddenly woke up a little.

"What am I doing?"

This is... an illusion? !

Han Zhou untied the space ring, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone floated into the air.

[The forest is dark and the grass is frightened by the wind, the general draws his bow at night.

Ping Ming searched for Bai Yu, but fell into the stone edge! 】

Leng Yunxin finally had an expression: "Three Chong Wenshan Zhanshi, you didn't use this trick in the college entrance examination, it seems to be your trump card."

Li Guang drew his bow.

When light and darkness alternate, gods and demons roar, and tigers roar in the mountains and forests!

The loss was so fast that it couldn't be seen clearly, it was directly nailed to the stellar qi.

"click~"

Gang Qi, broken.

Leng Yun's heart is indifferent: "It's almost..."

"call out!"

Han Zhou exhaled ink, and painted a sharp sword. This sword is different from all the fancy flying swords on the market today. It is a simple and unpretentious eight-faced Han sword!

"Word and pen!"

The Eight-faced Han Sword is even faster than Li Guang's arrow.

It blasted through the Gang Qi and nailed it between Leng Yunxin's eyebrows.

However, no progress was made.

Han Zhou was stunned.

He confiscated it himself, but Leng Yunxin didn't hide it either!
But, no penetration?
What a strong body!
Han Zhou's literary energy surged violently.

With a wave of the pen in his hand.

"No way!"

The power of the Eight-faced Han Sword has doubled!
"click~"

Leng Yunxin shattered like glass, and the cracks extended.

Around Han Zhou, the cracks spread wildly.

This is... an illusion, or an illusion!

Han Zhou locked the real location of Leng Yunxin through the gap in the broken illusion.

"here?"

"No, this is also an illusion!"

A fresh air flowed from Han Zhou's Confucianism and Taoism fruit.

Han Zhou erupted with literary energy, and directly impacted his literary energy, washing his surroundings.

The surrounding illusions shattered inch by inch.

All disappeared.

It's already high on the moon.

Under the moon, beside the bamboo house, there was a grill in front of Leng Yunxin, on which there was a lamb, which was almost roasted.

The aura dissipated, stronger than all the nourishing food Han Zhou had eaten.

Leng Yunxin looked at the time: "Seven hours."

"Stupid, but strong."

"It took seven hours to break the illusion alive, not to see through the illusion."

Han Zhou was annoyed: "I have never met an illusionist before!"

"Eat." Leng Yunxin untied a lamb leg.

Han Zhou stepped forward to take the leg of lamb, took a bite, and then froze.

"You are not an illusionist, you are a fire cultivator!"

Leng Yunxin: "Confucianism says, eat without talking?"

Han Zhou silently gnawed on the leg of lamb.

Leng Yunxin shaved the mutton, cut it into slices with a knife, and then ate it with chopsticks.

After the meal was over, Leng Yunxin said, "You are practicing Mang Niu Jin, which has reached a very strong level. Are you sure you want to practice body training again?"

"What kind of exercise?"

Han Zhou: "Heaven-level secret code."

Leng Yunxin nodded: "That can be rebuilt. Starting tomorrow, you will start to receive my real devil training."

"Must hold on."

Han Zhou smiled: "How devilish can it be?"

……

Outside Xiaoshitan, beside the stream, Han Zhou had a grim face: "Get up!"

It's a pity that no matter how you shout, your body is out of control.

"rise!"

"what!!!!"

Han Zhou's muscles began to swell!

Ding!
A flying sword pierced through Han Zhou's chest and abdomen, bleeding profusely.

The flying sword flew away, and a wooden element fell down, instantly repairing Han Zhou's injury.

Here, there is a hundred times the gravity.

The first step in Han Zhou's training is to stand up.

However, every time Han Zhou's muscle memory exploded, he would be pierced by the flying sword.

"Your Mang Niu Jin has been cultivated to a very strong level, which also means that it will be very difficult to forget the Mang Niu Jin."

"Your body will react naturally. To correct it and re-practice another body training method, you have to control yourself. No matter what the situation is, you will not use Mangniu Jin unconsciously."

Leng Yunxin's long white dress fluttered in the air, looking down at Han Zhou.

"I once saw a powerful cultivator who practiced Tiandu Sword. In a critical moment, he suddenly and subconsciously used the ordinary Liuyun sword art. As a result, his opponent directly cut off three souls and seven souls, and he would never be reborn."

Leng Yunxin said silently: "Or, I can break all your muscles, and then slowly recover with medicine. After half a year, you can use the waste body to train again?"

Leng Yunxin wants Han Zhou to talk about martial arts skills and practice them at a cost. The body reacts faster than the brain, which is the real practice!
Han Zhou gritted his teeth: "Get up!"

In his mind, "Zhenlong Forbidden Book" stood still.

Han Zhou has no understanding of it, no understanding, no familiarity.

He also had no way to think about how "The Forbidden Book of the Dragon" was practiced.

Because a hundred times of gravity is not only useful to the muscles, but also to the brain, and even imprisons the soul.

Han Zhou couldn't think at all now.

However, under the strong gravity, in the inner space, that black stone is emitting stars.

As the stars merged into his body, Han Zhou's muscles continued to strengthen.

When a critical point is reached.

Han Zhou exploded: "Roar!"

The whole person raised from the head and stood up suddenly.

Leng Yunxin frowned: "No progress, have you stood up? Has your body become stronger?"

"110 times gravity!"

"boom!"

Han Zhou fell to the ground with a bang, making a huge hole in the shape of a human being on the rock by the stream.

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