The black evil spirit raised his head, showing the posture of "the wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return" and jumped into the barrel and turned into an ice sculpture.

Worthy of being the commander, this guy didn\'t say a word from beginning to end.

So that the other four commanders and all the members of the war wolf showed their admiration.

This guy has a big arm and a round waist. People think he is a straight character. In fact, he has a firm mind and is extremely smart.

Otherwise, where can I be the leader of the purple guards?

The corner of Yinghuo\'s mouth tilted and said to the other three people, "how about we make a bet? I bet Heisha can\'t stay in this barrel for an hour and bet ten Chinese spirit stones."

A medium-sized spiritual stone is equal to one hundred inferior spiritual stones, and ten is equal to one thousand inferior spiritual stones. The bet is not small.

"I bet you, the cultivation and willpower of Heisha. I absolutely believe he can last for an hour!" the phantom first agreed.

Youyue secretly glanced at Shen Lang, smiled and said, "I basically don\'t gamble, but since I usually put forward this kind of suggestion, I can\'t refuse it."

Her charming posture almost made some men of the war wolf members lose their mind!

The evil song was very angry and said with a cold face, "what are you doing? The black evil spirit is helping adults test the horror degree of the liquid medicine. You don\'t support him and gamble with him? Dare you dare to face adults? It\'s unreasonable!"

The barrel turned into a black evil spirit carved in ice. He was so grateful that he couldn\'t help saying, "it\'s better to sing evil songs..."

Evil song coldly aimed at Yinghuo: "Yinghuo!"

Yinghuo smiled awkwardly and said, "this... I\'m just kidding. Don\'t take it seriously."

"No." evil Song said with an indifferent smile, "I mean, you said it anyway. I\'ll take five of the bet you just made!"

There was a strange noise in the ice sculpture, as if something had broken

On the edge of the barrel, Shen Lang\'s palm resisted the iron wind, and the surging spiritual power was instilled into it.

The psychic power turned into heat and swam through the meridians of Tiefeng\'s whole body, so that the temperature of Tiefeng\'s body finally began to rise slowly.

After a while, the iron wind woke up and turned around.

He looked up at Shen Lang with difficulty and asked a question: "Sir, have I been trained? I feel numb all over my body now. I don\'t feel a little. It seems that my limbs are not mine... At this time, I\'m afraid I don\'t feel my little partner."

"Spit! You should freeze this bastard!"

In the crowd, a group of women scolded with red faces, while the other men laughed.

It is estimated that among the 1000 people, Tiefeng is the only living treasure.

Shen Lang shook his head: "it\'s still early to practice. I thought the weight of this medicine was too heavy for ordinary people to bear. Unexpectedly, you haven\'t hung up in half an hour."

“……”

Tiefeng wants to cry without tears. He already knew that his experiment was frightening. He didn\'t expect to be so frightening.

Sure enough, I walked around the edge of death.

"But I don\'t know why. I clearly feel that my limbs are not my own, but I feel reborn? It seems that my whole body is full of strength, and I really get a lot of benefits... Baa ha ha ha!" Tie Feng secretly rejoices.

Shen Lang turned to look at Nalan Ziyan and said, "Ziyan, you go to the other side of the forbidden area first. I\'ll adjust the weight of this medicine here and find you there later."

Shen Lang\'s own physique is unusual. Naturally, it can\'t be used as a benchmark.

Only by testing the warwolf members of each cultivation level, can we know what degree of potion the martial artists of various levels of cultivation can adapt to.

Otherwise, just like the iron wind, I will faint in this potion for half an hour, and I\'m afraid I\'ll really hang up in another half an hour.

"Yes."

Nalan Ziyan glanced at Shen Lang affectionately, answered, and walked out of the canyon with Shen Moran and Chu Qingcheng.

……

Three hours later.

Across the cliff cut like a knife, on the other side of the forbidden area of xuandaozong.

The people gathered here are elite disciples below the Xuanwu realm selected by five sects including xuandaozong through Da Bi.

These people will go to DIDU in two months to participate in qualifying.

Only when you get a certain ranking in this qualifying can you be eligible to enter the yumudong blessed land trial.

During this period, these hundreds of people gathered here and were personally taught and trained by several elders.

At this time, it is time to rest.

Chu Qingcheng is surrounded by people

Some people came to him for advice on cultivation... Although Chu Qingcheng said amazing things every time, even the elders admired a lot of things he said casually in cultivation;

There are female disciples of various sects who attract bees and butterflies... In terms of women, even the handsome Mo Ge who is like a demon is out of reach;

There are many people watching the excitement;

But Chu Qingcheng has never given serious guidance. When people ask questions about cultivation, he always talks about character and life.

All kinds of great principles fooled everyone into dizziness, but he still felt that what he said seemed to be reasonable.

For example, Tang Yiyi came to him and asked him about swordsmanship.

Chu Qingcheng said to Tang Yiyi, "I\'ve heard a lot of truth and still can\'t live a good life; I\'ve seen a lot of good people and still can\'t find my love; I\'ve had a lot of dreams and still can\'t see the future; I\'ve seen a lot of scenery and still can\'t go all the way."

Shen Jianfeng quietly took out his pen, wrote it down, and nodded as he wrote it down.

"I\'m asking about your shortcomings in swordsmanship, not to listen to your irrelevant words." Tang Yiyi said coldly.

Chu Qingcheng smiled and said, "the sword and the sword are just the extension of people\'s hands and feet. The flaws in the sword technique are often the flaws in the state of mind. The extent to which a person\'s sword technique can reach later often depends not on his talent, but on his character and his heart."

"When the knot at the bottom of your heart can\'t be untied, your cultivation is improving, but your sword technique often lags behind. This situation will become more and more obvious with the improvement of your cultivation and vision."

"The heart moves with the will, and the sword is sent from the heart. When your sword is no longer the sword in your hand, but stored in your heart, you can reach the realm of forgetting things and me and the unity of heaven and man."

"Xiaolang broke your spirit weapon with a cloth stick, which shows this. And you are still struggling with your failure. In the long run, the sword in your hand will lose its aura, only form, but no spirit. Go back and think about what I said."

Tang Yiyi nodded thoughtfully and walked away.

"Shit, where did you learn these words? I\'m in a cloud and unfathomable, and my mood is a little shaking!" Shen Jianfeng showed an expression of admiration.

"Er... I\'m just talking nonsense." Chu Qingcheng whispered, "don\'t you find that this paragraph is the same for you or everyone? It\'s learned from the fortune teller."

"...." Shen Jianfeng was stunned.

At this time, Mo Ge in the crowd went out without saying a word.

After coming out of the circle of life and death, Mo Ge became more silent and his eyes were more frightening.

Basically, no one dares to approach him except Su Rong.

This ferocious animal like momentum is not the silver hair of skill or cultivation, as if it was born.

In the past, he didn\'t speak, but he wouldn\'t obviously exclude Su Rong.

However, this time, Su Rong came to him, but Mo Ge reached out and stopped her: "don\'t follow me."

Tears in Su Rong\'s eyes beat in circles, biting her lips and looking wrongly at Mo GE\'s back.

Chu Qingcheng looked at Mo GE\'s back, sighed and said, "I\'m worried about feelings. Younger martial sister, you should be more open."

"See... How to see?" Su Rong asked subconsciously.

Chu Qingcheng shook his paper fan and said naturally: "if he is not deeply involved in the world, take him to see the prosperity of the world; if his heart has changed, take him to see the sea. If he is in love for the first time, take off his clothes; if he reads countless people, you will take off the stove. As long as he is not a stone, no matter in any situation, he has his shortcomings. Break it, face the sea and flowers bloom in spring."

Hearing the words "undress and untie", Su Rong glared at Chu Qingcheng, but a smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.

However, at this time, everyone\'s eyes turned to behind Chu Qingcheng.

Chu Qingcheng turned around and suddenly his face became bitter gourd... Shen Moran was looking at him coldly under the big tree not far behind him.

Obviously, Shen Moran also listened to these words.

"Oh, Mo ran, it\'s not what I said, it\'s what Xiao Lang said! It\'s all what Xiao Lang taught me!" Chu Qingcheng hurriedly explained.

Seeing the potential, Shen Jianfeng immediately fell into the well, pointed to Chu Qingcheng with his fingers, and said with a sad face: "old Chu, you, you... Alas!"

Shen Moran didn\'t speak, turned around and walked away.

"It\'s over..." Chu Qingcheng hurried to catch up.

……

On the other side, Tian Hao, who has become a mummy, is drooling at the disciples of the shy flower sect.

Yan Qi stood beside him and couldn\'t look down: "let me ask a question. You\'ve been beaten like this. Why are you always staring at people\'s breasts?"

"These are two questions! The first question is that I need to look back because they beat me like this, otherwise I\'ll suffer too much?"

"The latter question, the chest is a woman\'s pride, a man\'s hobby, a child\'s drink, a lover\'s trap. Do you say it\'s important?"

Yan Qi nodded thoughtfully: "it seems quite reasonable for you to say so... Ah, you have a nosebleed!"

"Ah? Oh! It seems that I suffered not only skin injury, but also internal injury!" Tian Hao wiped off his nose blood and continued peeping.

Suddenly, Shen Lang came out from behind Yan Qi.

He looked at Tian Hao and found that the latter was covered with bandages again. He couldn\'t help but be stunned: "didn\'t you get well early? How did you become like this again?"

"It\'s none of your business... Ah! Younger martial brother, you should be fair for me!"

Tian Hao\'s previous sentence was fierce. When he turned around and saw that it was Shen Lang, he immediately let out a cry.

The wailing sound, mixed with unspeakable grievances, has the posture of flying snow in June.

So moved that the animals in the canyon fled in all directions, and the disciples turned their eyes wildly.