Just as Zuo Mo was living a miserable life, a shocking event was happening in Dong Fu. Dong Fu shook!
"Such a stupid method, your good-for-nothing shibo would use such a stupid method." Pu Yao chattered with schadenfreude.
"From today onwards, I will teach you." Xin Yan Shibo's figure was thin but as he sat there with his eyes closed, there was a heavy presence that pressed down on Zuo Mo to the point that he almost couldn't breathe. His voice was not loud but when it landed in Zuo Mo's ears, it was like thunder.
In the courtyard, there was a big iron pot and a big wooden barrel. The wooden barrel was filled with a pitch-black liquid, and the strong smell of medicine could be smelled from far away. Xu Qing guarded beside the barrel. Seeing Second Shibo carrying Zuo Mo, she hurriedly lit the fire.
Zuo Mo was too lazy to pay attention to him. He bared his teeth and used all the power in his body to move up step by step.
Under the night sky, Zuo Mo quickly sprinted towards Sun Gazing Peak, the stars above his head playfully flashing.
What a pity!
"Come in." Second Uncle's cold voice came from behind the wooden door.
Prepared to die, Zuo Mo forced himself to go to Xin Yan Shibo's grass hut. On the way, he had warned Pu Yao countless times. Pu Yao was definitely a person that held a grudge. Second Shibo had struck him once. With this guy's petty nature, he definitely wanted to take revenge. Pu Yao was arrogant and wanted face. He insisted that he had been wounded first, which was why he was wounded by Second Shibo. However, Zuo Mo was very thankful that Pu Yao's wounds hadn't healed. Otherwise, he would definitely come out and make trouble for him.
Don't you know that times have changed?
"Sit." Second Martial Uncle did not open his eyes. Just like last time, he sat on a mat. Sunlight shone through a hole in the roof of the thatched hut and shone on his body.
Pu Yao laughed even harder.
He even had to pay for the medicinal solution out of his own pocket every day. That was too stingy! Wasn't this forcing him to owe a debt? However, after a few days, Zuo Mo knew there was no use in resisting. He could only grit his teeth and accept. Adding on that the effect of the medicinal fluid was very evident, if it wasn't for it, Zuo Mo definitely wouldn't be able to complete the amount of training that Second Shibo had arranged. Then he would have to face even more terrifying punishments.
Second Martial Uncle's eyes were really terrifying. He could actually see it so clearly from so far away. Every time he thought of this, he wailed in his heart countless times. Second Martial Uncle, you can't be that free, right? It's not worth it to watch over a nobody like me every day!
Xin Yan Shibo didn't say a word as he threw Zuo Mo into the barrel and floated away.
When he came to Sun-Gazing Peak for the second time, the sword wills around the thatched hut seemed to recognize him and disappeared.
Zuo Mo seemed to see Second Shibo sitting behind the wooden door, his figure as tall as a mountain, casting a shadow over him. He weakly raised his head, only to see a pair of cold eyes staring at him from the dark shadows above him.
He had countless reasons to believe that in the eyes of the terrifying Second Uncle, this was just the beginning.
She turned around and decided to double her cultivation today!
"Our sect cultivates the sword and doesn't focus on the physique. However, you were born with a weak body and are congenitally deficient, so you have to start from the physique." Xin Yan Shibo didn't open his eyes. His faint voice carried a strong pressure as he announced the start of Zuo Mo's tragic life.
Sprinting in the wind, Zuo Mo only had one thought. That was for this nightmare to quickly end! He missed the life of farming and dan -making. Even practicing the sword in the river was much better than this. Right now, he was living on his fingers. What made him feel the most hopeless was what Master had said before he left, before Second Shibo was satisfied … …
A short while later, the wails of a pig being slaughtered echoed in Fragrant Ginger Yard. The female disciples working in the front yard all looked back in sympathy. Exchanging a look with each other, they sighed in unison, "So pitiful!" Then they buried their heads back to their work.
Now, he finally knew what it meant to be too smart for one's own good.
Zuo Mo's expression was twisted as he nodded – – it really was too hot!
Second Shibo was satisfied … …
The outer sect disciples of Wu Kong Sword Sect suddenly found that Zuo Mo Shixiong would walk along the mountain path every day, panting heavily, his back covered in sweat, going up and down. After a few days, Zuo Mo Shixiong had an extra backpack on his back. He still went up and down. Seeing Shixiong laboriously moving along the mountain path, some outer sect disciples wanted to go up and curry favor but were scolded by Zuo Mo Shixiong. The outer sect disciples were all confused. Did Shixiong like to torture himself?
Zuo Mo was completely dumbstruck.
After soaking in the medicinal bath, Zuo Mo returned to the Little West Wind Yard as though he was sleepwalking. The nightmare of the day was finally going to end.
At the highest point of the mountain, Xin Yan Shibo stood facing the wind, watching over him from afar. He didn't dare to slack off at all.
"Yes." Zuo Mo weakly responded. Even now, he didn't understand why Master and the sect leader would suddenly throw him at Second Shibo's place.
At the top of the Eastern Peak, Xiao Guo looked at the winding mountain path. Zuo Mo Shixiong struggled to climb up step by step. Her heart was moved. She clenched her little pink fists, determination written all over her apple-like face.
If Zuo Mo knew what Xiao Guo was thinking, he would definitely shout to the sky: "Ge was forced!"
With some reluctance but helplessness, he stood up. Right now, he had to get to Sun Looking Peak before the sun rose. If he was late, it would be very bad for him. At this time, the sky hadn't brightened yet. It was a patch of darkness and the mountain path was still cold.
Shixiong was so strong, but still so hardworking. Xiao Guo also had to work hard!
Zuo Mo couldn't help but shudder. He forcefully threw away the random thoughts. Focusing his mind, he pushed open the door and gathered his courage to walk in.
In reality, his mind was completely blank. After his stamina was used up, a person's reaction and thinking would become very slow. The second half of the mountain climb was completely subconscious and mechanical. He couldn't even hear what Pu Yao was saying.
And the Master that had always supervised him in dan -making was abnormal this time, strictly ordering him to go to Xin Yan Shibo's place to receive "special training." Before she left, she warned him sternly that if he lost face in front of Xin Yan Shibo, when he came back, he would go "hmph hmph."
He wanted to lie down and sleep. All the bones in his body felt like they were going to fall apart. But he gritted his teeth and persisted until he entered the stone room to meditate. [Embryonic Breathing Spiritual Cultivation] didn't have any outstanding areas for the recovery of the body, but it was extremely effective in nurturing the heart and calming the spirit.
"Second Shibo." He shouted.
After the yin bead incident, Zuo Mo's terror of Pu Yao completely disappeared. What Sky Yao, it was clearly an antique that lived three thousand years ago, completely out of step with the times!
The terrain of Wu Kong Mountain wasn't steep, but the mountain paths were long and winding. If it was on foot, it would take almost six hours.
"Do you want me to teach you a body cultivation method?" Pu Yao snickered, "Speaking of body cultivation, mo are the ancestors. Those body cultivation methods of you xiuzhe, they all learned from the mo, but you don't seem to learn it. Tsk tsk, as an experienced ally of the mo, I have a profound body cultivation inheritance. Guaranteed to learn, lifelong benefits, no side effects … … "
Master's "hmph hmph" was almost as lethal as Second Shibo's terrifying gaze. Master never said what her "hmph hmph" was, but every time she "hmph hmph" and laughed coldly, Zuo Mo would shudder, his heart filled with fear.
Zuo Mo found the feeling of raising a pet.
Xu Qing reminded Zuo Mo with even more sympathy, "Shixiong, I'm going to increase the heat!"
Sometimes, Zuo Mo couldn't help but sympathize with Pu Yao. In his view, this guy clearly was still living in his imagination of the past, and still wasn't willing to face the cruel reality. Anyone that had been locked up for three thousand years, when they came out, they wouldn't be like this, Zuo Mo thought inside. And it seemed that the impact of the yin bead incident on Pu Yao was very great. This renyao had been suffering for a few days. Pu Yao had suggested many things that could make money, but all of them were rejected by Zuo Mo with sympathy.
Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and raised his leg. His entire body was soaked in sweat. His bare feet would leave a wet footprint on the stone steps of the mountain. He didn't pay attention to Pu Yao. It wasn't that he was afraid of Second Shibo finding out, but that he didn't have the energy to speak. Thinking about the body cultivators under Dong Fu's feet, he hated himself for not learning body cultivation. He gritted his teeth and forced himself to take each step. If he stopped to rest in the middle, then this trip would be half a run, and he would face double the punishment.
When he finally reached the top of the mountain, Second Shibo, without a word, picked him up and flew to Fragrant Ginger Yard.
Don't you want to meditate … … don't you want to cultivate the sword … … don't you want to forge … …
Plonk, like a pile of mud, Zuo Mo was accurately thrown into the wooden barrel. The boiling hot medicinal water caused his pupils to widen and he gave a soul-stirring inhale. Xu Qing, who had been guarding at the side, first blushed and then said sympathetically to Zuo Mo: "Shixiong, the medicinal liquid today cost one piece of third-grade jingshi. The master said to put it on the bill and have you pay the full amount when the time comes."
Zuo Mo didn't feel anything when he was forbidden from making dan for a month. It wasn't hard to choose between avoiding a calamity and making dan for a month. But when Master told him that he needed to go to Xin Yan Shibo's for a good practice. If he didn't satisfy Xin Yan Shibo in the end, the dan making ban would be extended indefinitely.
He entered a meditative state very quickly, and time passed very quickly as well. He opened his eyes. His entire body was still sore, but the blankness in his mind was gone. It was as though his body was under his control again. The medicinal bath was made by Master. Supposedly, the more tired one was, the more the medicinal power would nourish the body.
Zuo Mo suspected that if he didn't have [Embryonic Breathing Spiritual Cultivation], even if he didn't die of exhaustion, he would first go crazy.
Sympathy was sympathy. In order to avoid trouble, Zuo Mo still severely warned Pu Yao. Zuo Mo first used Second Shibo to threaten him. Finding that it wasn't effective, he instantly switched to using jingshi to threaten him. It was instantly effective. Pu Yao was a big eater of jingshi. Zuo Mo didn't know how Pu Yao had used up so much jingshi. But clearly, Pu Yao had another expense that used jingshi – going to the sword cave. Pu Yao greatly desired yin energy and in this area, only the sword cave had it.
Zuo Mo wanted to cry every day. He didn't have the mood to be friendly to other people.
Sometimes, Zuo Mo had a feeling that Second Shibo and Master were doing something … …
Going to see those jindan experts was one calamity, and accepting Xin Yan Shibo's "torture" was another calamity. If Zuo Mo had to choose, he would unhesitatingly choose the first calamity. He didn't understand the strength of those jindan experts but he had a deep understanding of how terrifying Xin Yan Shibo was.
Zuo Mo looked at the meditation mat in front of Second Shibo and carefully sat down, putting on a respectful appearance.
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