Chapter 6 Cultivation
In the early morning, a thin white mist covered the mountains, the air was fresh, the birds were singing, and the flowers were fragrant. Everything was so beautiful. The breeze blew by, and suddenly there was a muffled sound of flesh contact.

In a hidden grove on the top of a mountain, there was a young man. He was naked except for a pair of shorts, doing a horse stance, his feet tightly grasping the ground, his teeth clacking, cold sweat on his forehead, and bruises all over his body, with almost no intact parts.

Behind Xiao Yan, Yao Lao, in the form of a spirit, was sitting cross-legged on a huge rock. At this moment, he looked at Xiao Yan, who was gritting his teeth and holding on, with a serious face.

Yao Lao stretched out his palm, the air fluctuated slightly, and a light red beam of Dou Qi suddenly shot out from his palm. Finally, it hit Xiao Yan's body heavily like a whip, leaving a long green bruise on his body.

Xiao Yan's face twitched constantly, and his body began to tremble involuntarily. Waves of burning pain pierced his heart, and under this intense pain, Xiao Yan could hardly stand steadily and almost fell to the ground.

After the pain, Xiao Yan felt a thin stream of Dou Qi flowing rapidly through his body. The Dou Qi seemed to become more active under the stimulation of pain, flowing happily through the meridians and acupuncture points throughout the body, gradually penetrating into the bones and muscles, quietly strengthening
"Continue!" The pain gradually faded away, but Xiao Yan still stood there, saying through gritted teeth.

Looking at Xiao Yan who was gritting his teeth and persevering, a satisfied smile appeared on Yao Lao's dry old face. He nodded slightly, and the fighting spirit gushed out from his palms again.

"Bang, bang, bang..." In the dense forest, a series of muffled sounds and slightly painful hums intertwined and echoed endlessly...

Yao Lao's techniques were just right. Each of his attacks just exceeded the limit of Xiao Yan's current physical endurance. It would not cause him serious injury, but at the same time make him feel real pain.

The excruciating pain from the fighting spirit hitting his body made Xiao Yan's face twisted almost out of shape. As Yao Lao's hand swung, scars appeared on his body, which was shocking.

Only when there was no good place on Xiao Yan's body did Yao Lao put Xiao Yan down.

"I'm wondering if you have a masochistic tendency? How can you take a beating like this?" Yao Lao said jokingly.

Xiao Yan rolled his eyes and said with a grin: "You are the one who has a masochistic tendency! I just do this to become stronger."

"Oh? Who do you want to become stronger for? For that girl Xun'er?" Yao Lao asked with a smile.

Xiao Yan glanced at Yao Lao with his small eyes and was too lazy to speak. His whole body was burning and he had no strength left.

"Haha, is this your consent? But I also like that girl Xun'er." Yao Lao said jokingly again.

"Just shut up! If you don't speak, no one will think you're dumb." Xiao Yan was so angry that his teeth itched. He put on his clothes and
The transparent body twisted, and Yao Lao turned into a white light and flashed into the black ring, leaving behind a caring word that he had said many times: "I won't talk about you anymore, go back and soak your body in the foundation-building spirit liquid, otherwise the remaining blood clots in your body will seriously injure you!"

Xiao Yan nodded, put on his clothes, and slowly walked down the back mountain towards his own cabin.

Xiao Yan returned to the hut and quickly closed the door. Enduring the severe pain in his body, he slowly took off his clothes and climbed into the wooden basin with green liquid using his hands and feet.

The cool green liquid was imprinted on the bruised skin, and Xiao Yan immediately moaned in comfort. It was really too comfortable.

"I really want to just lie there forever!"

However, Xiao Yan gave up this tempting idea, sat cross-legged in the basin, made strange hand seals with his hands, and slowly practiced, because he knew that this was the best time to practice.

What Xiao Yan didn't know was that while he was immersed in cultivation, Yao Lao once again transformed into a soul and floated beside him. Seeing that Xiao Yan was actually persisting in cultivation, Yao Lao nodded with satisfaction.

He stroked his beard with his right hand, staring at the bruises on Xiao Yan's body for a long time, revealing an expression of "as expected". Because when he was training Xiao Yan today, Xiao Yan could actually withstand more than fifty lashes in the first time. At that time, he just thought that Xiao Yan had a strong ability to withstand. But after thinking about it carefully, he felt that this was impossible, after all, Xiao Yan had never been exposed to such hard training before.

Even if Xiao Yan could endure it, his body was there. His mind could bear it, but his body couldn't.

Unable to figure it out, Yao Lao showed up again. Sure enough, he saw that the bruises on Xiao Yan's body were fading rapidly, especially those that were caused by the first blow, which had disappeared.

"It seems like I really found a treasure. I didn't expect that his body actually has some secrets. I'll find out when he wakes up." Looking at Xiao Yan, who was wrapped in the green airflow in the basin, Yao Lao smiled and murmured in a low voice. As the green airflow became less and less, the green liquid in the basin gradually faded, and finally turned directly into clear water. When the last wisp of green airflow disappeared, Xiao Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and a white light flashed in his dark pupils, and there was a slight hint of light green.

He stood up slowly, stretched, twisted his neck, and his bones crackled.

"It's so comfortable!" Xiao Yan said intoxicatedly as he felt the fighting spirit filling his body.

“Stop messing around!” Just when Xiao Yan closed his eyes and was immersed in his dream, an old voice suddenly rang out.

"Ah? Teacher, why did you come out?" Xiao Yan asked in confusion.

"Haha, let me ask you. Have you noticed anything unusual in your body?" Yao Lao asked with a smile.

"Strange? Is that so? How come I didn't know about it?" Xiao Yan said puzzledly.

"Don't you find that you recover very quickly from injuries?" Yao Lao continued to ask.

"Extremely fast? Isn't this normal?" Once, because Xiao Xun'er went out shopping, Xiao Ning took the opportunity to find someone to beat Xiao Yan up. Although Xiao Yan tried his best to resist, they were outnumbered, and because he only had the fifth level of fighting spirit at that time, he didn't know how to fight. So they beat him up with bruises all over his body, and threatened him not to get close to Xun'er again. However, after returning home, Xiao Yan's body recovered after just one night. At that time, he was amazed at the wonders of the world of Doupo.

"Normal as hell, come here and let me check your body." Yao Lao waved his hand and urged.

Xiao Yan was so frightened that he immediately covered his lower body and asked in shock: "What do you want to do?"

Seeing Xiao Yan like this, Yao Lao was speechless, his eyebrows raised in anger. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiao Yan directly.

Xiao Yan felt his body suddenly lighten, and shouted loudly: "Flax bag!"

Feeling a wisp of overbearing fighting spirit entering his meridians and exploring something, Xiao Yan let out a light breath, thinking that Yao Lao had some special hobby.

When the fighting spirit entered Xiao Yan's sea of ​​​​qi, Yao Lao's hands suddenly tightened, and then he burst into laughter.

"I never thought you would have such a heaven-defying opportunity. It seems that it was a good decision to accept you as my disciple." Letting go of Xiao Yan's arm, Yao Lao said with a smile on his face.

Seeing Yao Laozi laughing, Xiao Yan's young face was full of confusion and puzzlement, and he immediately asked: "Teacher, what's wrong? What is the 'it' you are talking about?"

"Haha! Don't worry about it, you will know it in the future. Finally, I don't have to be so cautious and can train you without any restraint." Yao Lao seemed to be in a very good mood and kept laughing.

Yao Lao was happy, but Xiao Yan's face fell. He was still cautious! He was beaten half to death.

"Why are you still standing there? Put on your clothes and go to the back mountain to train." Yao Lao urged and went straight into the ring.

"Ah! This..." Seeing that it was just dawn, he shook his head helplessly, simply washed up, put on his clothes, and opened the door.

"Huh? Why is there an extra food box at the door? Was it Xun'er who did it? Did this girl get up so early?" Xiao Yan scratched his head.

"Hehe! Your girlfriend really cares about you. She even prepared breakfast for you. If that guy knew... he would be heartbroken." Yao Lao said jokingly.

"Alas! It's the hardest to appreciate the kindness of a beauty! The better you treat me, the more pressure I feel!" He took out the food in the lunch box, hummed a song, and ate while going up the mountain. Obviously, he didn't know that more brutal training was about to come.

(End of this chapter)

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