Martial arts become gods

Chapter 746 Pain and Pleasure Coexist

After doing this several times, Mo Xian lay directly on the boulder.

At this time, his whole body's clothes were drenched with sweat, and his complexion was extremely pale, as if he had just suffered a serious illness.

"If you can't take it anymore, tell me right away, otherwise it will cause irreversible damage." Xiao En said very seriously.

"Understood, you bastard, you must have revenge on me on purpose!" Mo Xian said weakly.

"Hey, you can't talk nonsense, am I that kind of tree? Besides, I'm doing this for your own good, and you asked for it yourself." Xiao En said immediately without resentment, but her heart was full of joy .

"Okay, just pretend I didn't say it!" Mo Xian said helplessly.

After resting for a while, and waiting to calm down, he said, "Go ahead!"

"Hey, it was just a warm-up before, and now it's just started." Xiao En said with a strange smile.

"Whatever." Mo Xian said calmly, and as he spoke, he picked up a piece of wood and bit it in his mouth.

After a short period of silence, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his body trembled like an electric shock.

The pain this time was indeed far stronger than before.

The wood broke with a bang, and he hugged his head directly, rolling on the ground.

"Are you okay?" Xiao En said with a guilty conscience, it was so excited just now, it seemed that it was a little too hard.

"It's okay!" After a while, Mo Xian waved his hand.

While suffering, he was also very happy.

As expected, his spiritual consciousness was rapidly increasing as Xiao En said.

For the next break, Mo Xianyouhao's frequency was much slower, but each time lasted longer.

In the back of his mind, a huge tree is showing its teeth and claws.

And not far in front of the big tree, there is a halo that looks extremely faint.

The big tree was naturally formed by Xiao En, and that halo was Mo Xian's consciousness.

Originally, he thought that his spiritual consciousness was already very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so small.

Every once in a while, several vine whips would come out of Xiao En's body and hit the halo of light.

Then the halo immediately began to tremble violently, as if it might burst at any time.

In contrast, it was naturally Mo Xian's shrill roar and the crunch of the wooden stick being bitten off.

A day passed quickly. On this day, Mo Xian bit off a total of [-] wooden sticks.

This number may not be much, but if it is broken with teeth, it will be a bit surprising.

Kong Ling and Yan were obviously used to Mo Xian's roar, and they began to practice.

After a day of devastation, Mo Xian's eyes were a little dull.

He has no strength in his whole body, and even moving his little finger is a luxury.

At this moment, he just wanted to fall into a deep sleep, but he had to endure the extreme pain and sit up. After all, it was the best time to practice.

Moreover, the cultivation of Yuanli cannot be wasted just because of the cultivation of divine consciousness.

Around the next morning, Mo Xian immediately opened his eyes and immediately felt refreshed.

It seemed that after yesterday's whole day of torture, he was even more energetic.

He immediately jumped to the edge of the creek, and punched a set of boxing at random. After mobilizing the meridians and bones of his whole body, he immediately woke up the sleeping Xiao En.

Not long after, the dull roar was heard again in the canyon.

Kong Ling accidentally opened her eyes, and after looking at Mo Xian worriedly, she fell into the practice again.

The same is true for Yan, his cultivation is very different from ordinary warriors, it seems that he doesn't need to meditate at all.

He buried his legs into a boulder, and stood there quietly, as if he had merged with the stone.

A strange power ripple slowly circulated around his body, increasing at a slow speed.

A day passed quickly. Today, Mo Xian bit off a total of [-] pieces of wood.

It's not that the frequency of exercise has decreased, but his endurance has become stronger. Sometimes a piece of wood can support several rounds.

In this way, the three of them seemed to be isolated from the world, practicing day and night in this small space.

Every day that passes, the strength of the three of them will increase a lot. After all, their current cultivation resources are too rich. If they can't have this speed, then I'm afraid God will not agree.

And the wood that Mo Xian gnawed off every day was also decreasing rapidly, and his spiritual consciousness was rapidly increasing at an unimaginable speed.

At the same time, those treasures piled up in the open space are also decreasing at an extremely fast speed.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that Mo Xian, who had disturbed this area, would hide in such a place to practice with peace of mind.

A few more days passed like this, and Mo Xian's endurance had been greatly strengthened, and there was no need to use those logs to relieve the pain.

"Tsk tsk, it's better than I expected. I thought it would take you at least three days to completely get rid of those wooden sticks." Xiao En said, clicking her tongue.

"Stop talking nonsense, there is still a big gap now." Mo Xian said angrily, he always felt that Xiao En was deliberately venting his anger on himself.

"It seems that you can't wait to increase the intensity." Xiao En said solemnly.

"If you have any moves, let them come here!" Mo Xian said indifferently.

"Hey, don't be too complacent..." Xiao En said, her voice suddenly stopped.

Most people will focus on what the other person is saying when they are halfway through listening to what the other person is saying, and they will not have any defense at all.

Just like Mo Xian at this time, he never expected that Xiao En would attack suddenly under such circumstances.

Moreover, he immediately understood what Xiaoen meant by increasing the intensity.

This time, he even felt that the pain he was enduring was much stronger than any time before.

After the miserable sound, he immediately curled up on the ground, and it took several minutes to calm down.

"How is it?" Xiao En said triumphantly.

"That's all!" Mo Xian grinned, as if he was competing with Xiao En.

"Hmph, wait, I'll prepare some props for you!" Xiao En snorted coldly, and immediately went to work.

Not long after, it got back some thick branches from nowhere.

The branches this time were obviously stronger than those used by Mo Xian before, and they were half as thick.

Mo Xian didn't argue, just took one and bit it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Let's start!"

Ever since, there was another round of screams in the canyon.

"This guy, the practice is really endless!" Kong Ling opened his eyes and stood up, looked at Mo Xian's direction curiously, and then fell into the practice again.

After breaking through the bottleneck, her cultivation went smoothly, and she faintly felt that she should be able to break through again in a short time.

Time passed day by day, and the pile of wood around Mo Xian was decreasing every day until it disappeared completely.

Today, he was still sitting on the boulder, as if he was practicing, but he would frown occasionally.

(End of this chapter)