Yaomei Wushuang

Chapter 133 Body
Yan Fei was wearing Biyunfeng's uniform attire, a long white skirt with blue sleeves and a white belt around his waist. When he walked, his wide sleeves and skirt were blown by the wind, making him look like a fairy.

However, what she was carrying on her back stunned the monks who passed by. Anyone who saw a beautiful girl with a beautiful appearance actually carried a big rock on her back, walking on the rugged mountain road as if she was walking on flat ground, and her steps were like flying.

"Then, isn't that the inner disciple's clothes?" Several outer disciples who were sweating profusely watched the girl walk past them calmly, leaving a shallow footprint on the ground when she stepped out. uniform.

Could it be that they are hallucinating?Several people looked at each other, stretched out their hands to rub their eyes at the same time, and looked again. Sure enough, the figure was no longer visible. It must be that they were worried about the invasion of the demons recently, and they were mentally haggard and worked hard to practice kung fu. As a result, their bodies suffered. Can't stop.

The disciples of the inner sect are all so high-minded, how could they choose such a penance of physical cultivation?Still such a delicate little girl, carrying such a big stone on her back, isn't that sick?

As soon as this thought flashed through, I saw two handsome men who were also wearing white dark clothes and blue open-fronted bijia, also walked over step by step by a stone, leaving a line of deep footprints of different shades.

Rubbing his eyes, rubbing his eyes again, but what he saw in front of him still remained the same. The two inner disciples, one cold and noble, the other gentle and gentle, were both obediently carrying stones on their backs on the rugged mountain peak of the outer gate of Biyun Peak. Climb hard.

The disciples of the inner sect actually started to practice physical cultivation techniques. Could it be that Bi Yunfeng discovered some powerful physical cultivation techniques?

"We two big men are actually not as good as Junior Sister." Sweat dripped from Ling Xiao's forehead, he was out of breath. Since he practiced cultivation, he has never been so embarrassed. He does not use spiritual power and relies entirely on himself In the beginning, I was running, and then gradually began to tie sandbags on my body to increase my burden. After I got used to it, I continued to increase it. Finally, the sandbags no longer worked, and I carried stones on my back.

For the three of them who started exercising like physical training for no reason, Master Minghua rolled his eyes when he heard about it, and ignored it at all. Daoist Yanxia, ​​who told him about this matter, sneered: "You meddle in your own business! You haven't cleared your suspicions yet. Don't forget, your senior brother is a spy of the demon clan, and you also have many Big suspicion, think carefully about how to clear the suspicion, and stop tossing with me."

Master Yanxia watched him leave triumphantly with his head held high, his eyes turned cold instantly, and the corners of his mouth curved up strangely: "Laugh, laugh, it will be time for you to cry soon."

As the head of the sect, Jian Lingyun thought about it seriously after he learned that some disciples started to exercise their physique, and finally thought it was necessary. If some simple means could be used to make the monks look too weak compared to their strength It's a good thing that your body can become stronger!

Let's take a look first, if it is really useful, all the monks who can activate Biyun Peak will learn from it. You must know that the demons are extremely powerful in addition to their powerful magic power.

Yan Fei looked extremely thin, but he actually beat the two men in terms of carrying weight, that's why Ling Xiao sighed like this.

Bai Chuan wiped off his sweat, squinted his eyes and looked at the front where no one could be seen, and smiled. Yan Fei was originally of the blood of the monster race, and his body was not a little bit stronger than those monks. Zhou Shan, the strength of that body can be imagined.

"Let's go on, it's not a glorious thing to be compared with junior sister." He gave Ling Xiao a hand, he still has some background in body training, but Ling Xiao grew up in Biyun Peak since he was a child Da, in practice, he follows the pattern completely rigidly. His body is not as strong as his own, but he can persist like this. Bai Chuan sincerely admires Ling Xiao in his heart.

The two senior brothers walked while talking, although their speed was not as fast as Yan Fei's, they never slowed down.

Physical exercise was proposed by Yan Fei. In her opinion, a monk's body is too fragile. Even if he has powerful and incomparable magic power, once the enemy gets close to him, it will be difficult to say what will happen next.

The old man drunkenly agreed to her proposal, but everyone else doubted whether the old man had heard what they were saying clearly.

Yan Fei dexterously jumped to the top of the highest peak of Biyun Peak, and stretched out his arms facing the sun that had already shed light on the curve, but the rattan with the stone on its back finally couldn't bear the big stone As she stretched her arms, there was a slight cracking sound, and then the stone behind her fell to the ground with a bang, rolling along the mountain peak, Gululu made a dull sound, rolled to the edge of the cliff and fell straight down.

Almost hitting his own foot, Yan Fei wiped off his cold sweat, but heard an energetic voice in his ear: "Yan Fei, you have completed today's task? That's amazing!"

A pile of black lines hung down on Yan Fei's forehead, and he turned around full of ominous premonition, all of his energy and energy suddenly collapsed, the little fat man with a vibrant smile and beads of sweat on his forehead, Could it be Mu Le, the young master of the Beast Controlling Sect?

Behind Mu Le are still following the two habitually silent monks. Since the last time he carelessly dismissed the two guards around him, and lost the most precious space of his sect, these two people have never listened to him again. The words left at will.

In addition to Mu Le, Yan Fei also saw several people, all of whom were core disciples brought by the heads of Biyun Peak, including Jin Feiyang and Xuan Mo.

These people, except for Xuan Mo, who seemed to have nothing to do with them, were all panting and sweating profusely, and their thin clothes were already soaked in sweat and stuck to their bodies. Sitting on the ground, panting heavily.

"You guys... what are you doing?" Yan Fei looked at them exhausted, felt his scalp go numb, and put on a smiling face: "Don't you need to wait in front of your respective masters?"

"Yan Fei, didn't you say that monks should strengthen their physical fitness, so as not to develop with the demons in the future, and our fragile physique becomes the biggest weakness?" Mu Le is a little fat, relying on his own strength without using any spiritual power at all I climbed the towering Biyun Peak in the fastest time, and I was already sweating profusely and panting, but my chubby face was very happy: "I think you are right, and my father also thinks it makes sense. Follow me for a run! Don't worry, I definitely didn't use any spiritual power, unlike some people!" By the way, his disdainful eyes glanced at the clean and fresh black ink, his face full of disdain.

Xuan Mo looked back innocently, and shrugged: "I'm not in good health, but I can't afford such a thing. You exercise, and I'll just supervise you."

Yan Fei looked at this group of monks who were sitting on the ground and couldn't get up, feeling a toothache, and suddenly felt that there was darkness in front of him: "Don't tell me, you will also exercise with us in the future..."

"That's right!" It was Jin Feiyang who answered the question. The long hair of the proud son of heaven was wet with sweat, sticking to his back in strands, but his face still had a confident and proud expression: "The devil wins!" In terms of physical strength and strange magic power, our monks are not weak in spiritual power and spells compared to them. The only weakness is that our body is too weak to let the demons get close. If we can improve the physique of the monks, we Willing to suffer."

Don't say it like you are very pitiful and wronged. It is her who is really wronged and pitiful, okay?Yan Fei hadn't finished complaining in his heart when he heard Xuan Mo, who was watching a play, say: "By the way, before we came, the several masters had already said it. I have some experience in surgery, but I will trouble you to take care of it for the initial training!"

If it is said that the three inner sect disciples of Biyun Peak suddenly started to exercise their bodies, the monks maintained a disdainful attitude at the beginning, but after seeing the three of them, they completely changed in just a few days, from being weak and not daring to let the enemy The melee attack turned into a fierce, brave and daring to fight directly. Many people were surprised, and they couldn't help but move their minds while feeling emotional.

It would be a good thing if the disciples could strengthen their physique while practicing.In the past, no one thought about improving the physique of a monk. Compared with the powerful mana, the body of a monk is too fragile, but it is easy to think but difficult to do. The method of physical training is not a top secret. There are also not a small number of physical training, but physical training also requires a lot of effort and time, which will seriously delay the improvement of the cultivation base, and it is not clear whether the two training methods will be different in the future. conflict.

And Yan Fei's rapid achievement caught their attention. This girl must have some simple and quick way of cultivation, which can improve the monk's physical fitness in a short period of time.

When Bai Chuan and Ling Xiao saw a group of people surrounding their junior sister from a distance, they became anxious, thinking that those people wanted to embarrass Yan Fei, so they immediately threw off the stone on their backs without hesitation, and rushed over at full speed.

"What do you want to do?" Ling Xiao's rare voice was full of anger. Ever since Yan Fei arrived at Biyun Peak, he had hardly lived a day of stability. This and that kind of thing continued, and the always cold senior brother couldn't help but feel sorry for him. She felt pity, and when she saw these people surrounding Yan Fei, she immediately stood in front of her junior sister with an unkind expression.

In the mountain depression at the corner, Fubo's hands crushed the hard rock, looking coldly at Yan Fei who was blocked by Ling Xiao, his gradually reddening eyes filled with crazy killing intent.

(End of this chapter)