Little monster can't go to heaven

Chapter 91
Hearing the art of body training, the old disciples showed contempt deep in their eyes.

Among the disciples of the Eight Meridians, the disciples of body training have always been the most discriminated against, because usually only those who are not qualified enough need to obtain entry qualifications through concurrent practice of body training.Just like the original Yellow Badger.

Immortal cultivators are transcendent existences, and many old disciples disdain to exercise like ordinary people.Immortal cultivators can fly in the sky, use flying swords to take heads thousands of miles away, and master all kinds of supernatural powers and spells, why do they need to exercise?Many old disciples even felt that the sect should not list body training and the other three as must-listen content for new disciples!
You can tell by looking at the order, the four immortal masters are preaching, and the body training is at the end!
And although the new disciples have also heard some rumors that body training is just a small way, but at this moment, they cheered up and stood up straight like a benchmark, looking up at the bronze-skinned fairy master under the Tongtian tree .

The bronze-colored burly man scratched his head, and said carelessly: "Physical training, as the name suggests, is to exercise the body! To exercise the muscles and bones, to exercise the body, to strengthen the strength..."

When he opened his mouth, he was already mentally prepared, and the new disciples who were waiting to be brought into the mysterious and mysterious state were all taken aback.

what's the situation?
The immortal master preached, with heavenly words in his mouth—the three immortal masters before spoke with fuzzy syllables with special rhythms, as if they contained the truth of heaven and earth, and brought everyone into that mysterious and mysterious state every minute.But when the fairy teacher spoke, it was clearly the vernacular of the market!
Thinking about the rumors they had heard before, the new disciples couldn't help but look at the bronze-colored man with strange expressions... Could it be that this immortal master has not mastered that strange "word of heaven" yet?

Seeing the strange gazes of the disciples, the bronze-colored strong man's face froze, and suddenly he said angrily: "What kind of eyes are you! This person talks to others, as long as he understands them, what's the point of punishing those stupid people! "

The faces of the new disciples became even weirder, and they even showed disappointment, shaking their heads slightly.

The first three immortal masters are convincing when they make a move.Or the sermons are mysterious, thought-provoking, and enlightening; The fairy master seems to be weaker than one step.

In the huge bluestone square, a buzz of discussion gradually sounded.

The bronze-skinned brawny man looked gloomy, and suddenly took a deep, deep breath, his chest puffed up.

Seeing this scene, the woman in the long dress of flowers under the Tongtian Tree couldn't help but pursed her lips and chuckled, with an appearance of "I knew it earlier", while the middle-aged Taoist robed immortal master smiled helplessly and shook his head.

The old disciples had expected it a long time ago and covered their ears one after another.

"Enough!!!" The bronze-colored man exhaled suddenly, and a mass of distorted air visible to the naked eye exploded in front of him.Then it was as if a gust of wind swept across the square.That's not a spell, but a real sound wave!Wherever it passes, there is thunder rolling, flying sand and rocks, low vegetation, and crowds reeling!
The new disciples were stunned for a moment. Some of them sat down on the ground, their ears seemed to be deafened by the thunder, buzzing continuously.

"Hmph!" The bronze-colored strong man said angrily, "You little dolls, don't you think that body training is not important? Do you think that only ordinary people need to exercise? How do you know the power of body training! Give me a good look Go!"

As he spoke, he suddenly rolled up one leg of his trousers, revealing a big black foot, and then stomped hard on the ground!
Boom!

The new disciples felt the ground tremble violently, and their expressions changed immediately.

Boom boom boom!
The bronze-colored strong man laughed strangely, and stomped his feet continuously, only to hear a loud bang, and the whole square vibrated up and down. For a moment, the new disciples seemed to be standing on the turbulent waves, and they couldn't stand still. Looking at the small bronze-colored body under the Tongtian Tree, a look of shock could not help but appear on his face.

How can a human body contain such terrifying power? !
Yellow Badger was also taken aback.

Is this still a human, are you sure it's not a monster?
The huge Tongtian tree shook, and large pieces of leaves fell one after another.Suddenly, a small magpie light and shadow flew out of the canopy of the tree, flew in front of the bronze-skinned man, screamed "Jiujiu" in dissatisfaction, beat his head with his wings, pecked at his eyes with his beak, and finally pulled his head in dissatisfaction. A lump of bird shit made of light and shadow landed on his head, and then flew away in satisfaction...

The bronze-colored man froze, his face twitching.

He wiped away the light, shadow and bird feces calmly, coughed twice, then looked at the new disciples who were staggering around, and hummed: "With this little physical fitness, it is not much better than ordinary people, and I want to get rid of demons in the future." Demon? Powerful demon clan, you will fall apart with one breath!"

The new disciples dared not speak up this time.

"I know some of you are dissatisfied, but I just want to say one thing! I, Zongkui, have been practicing so far, and my cultivation level is no worse than the previous three immortal masters, but do you know how much innate aura my aptitude is?"

As he spoke, he looked around the audience and saw many disciples showing curiosity, so he proudly stretched out three fingers.

"Three ways! When I was born, I only had three innate qi. That's right, I'm an ordinary person without the aptitude for cultivating immortals! But so what? With the technique of body training, I have cultivated to the extreme of a mortal martial artist. Afterwards, he broke through one after another and became a real cultivator!"

These words shocked the new disciples.

The disciples who can be selected to enter the Gu Que Sect are all geniuses with excellent aptitude for cultivating immortals, so they naturally have a sense of superiority, feeling that they are born stronger than ordinary people!But now an immortal master whose cultivation base far surpasses them is actually an ordinary person with only three innate qi?

This completely turned their worldview upside down!

"I said so much, just to tell you that there are thousands of ways, and there is no priority! Well, next, I will teach you a body training technique. As for whether you have the ability to learn it, it depends on you." Bronze As the strong man said, he turned his hand and took out a black lacquered square hammer with a short handle.

The black hammer looks inconspicuous at all, but the yellow badger feels very familiar at first sight!Think about it carefully, I'm going to go, isn't this the little black hammer that the elder sister Fu Lingxue conjured up with the Thousand Illusion Flying Sword when she tested his strength?
I still remember that this thing was as heavy as a mountain, and it pressed against my chest so that I couldn't move, but the bronze-colored strong man weighed it back and forth in his hand, but it was extremely easy!

Brother Badger's heart trembled, and he was even more convinced that this guy might be the reincarnation of the Bull Demon King.

Seeing the little hammer, the old disciples all showed panic, and while retreating, all kinds of protective spell lights lit up on their bodies.When the three immortal masters saw the little hammer, they couldn't help but touch their foreheads.

"Guess, how many hammers can this group of new disciples survive?" the middle-aged immortal master in Taoist robes said with a wry smile.

"I just ask Brother Zong to be merciful and don't hurt the disciple I fancy." The woman in the long skirt of hundreds of flowers shook her head and said, referring to the freckled girl with excellent magic talent.

The old man with the white hair and childish face looked the most serious, and he said firmly: "After two hammers, there will not be more than a hundred standing! After three hammers, there will be no more than three!"

He didn't say anything more after that, obviously he believed that no disciple could survive four hammers.

(End of this chapter)