The request of the young Zhang Tao made the young Zhang Tao feel a little angry, but Zhang Tao was still very awe of himself as his mysterious master, so Zhang Tao did not dare to refute it. He just changed his excited expression and became a little weak.

Following his friend Lin Qian, he joined the training team. In the past, which was extremely painful for Zhang Tao, now he seems to be as relaxed and simple as breathing.

However, Zhang Tao still pretended to be the last one. After the training, Lin Qian and Zhang Tao returned to their homes as usual. After nightfall, Zhang Tao was taken away by Jiutian Yishou again.

This time, Zhang Tao was awake and was captured by the void of the Nine Heavens. The surrounding woods rushed towards the back as quickly as time flew. It can be seen how fast it was.

But Zhang Tao, who was surrounded by true qi, could not feel anything, and even a trace of wind could not be heard. The control ability of this true qi has reached its peak, and it is like a state of transformation.

"Boy, isn't this young master asking you to pretend to be low-key and you are unhappy?" Back in the cave, the young master of Jiutian was straight to the point.

Zhang Tao didn't say anything, but his face had already written the answer. Nine Heavens One Young Master looked like he was so sorry for his bad temper. "Boy, you should be low-key now. If you don't have any skills, you will expose your abilities. Be careful that wood is so beautiful that the forest wind will destroy it. If you have the ability in the future, of course you can let him blow the wind and rain. I will be the king of the trees. Now? You are just a brat. Can you tell you to understand? Okay, kid, from now on, you will memorize the acupoints for me, and then learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting with me. Although I am not a versatile talent in civil and military affairs, with the 300 Tang poems stolen from China, you will definitely make you a talented man."

"What are three hundred Tang poems? Stealing?" Zhang Tao was stunned. What does this mean?

The young man in Jiutian turned red slightly, and then said sternly, "Anyway, it's just piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. You don't need to ask about other things."

"Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? Although the village teacher has taught Tao'er to read, it is limited to this. What is the bitterness and difficulty of understanding of the Analects of Songs? Can I not learn it?" Zhang Tao said timidly.

Major General Jiutianyi leaned over to Zhang Tao with his handsome and evil face, "What do you think?"

Zhang Tao lowered his head like a defeated rooster, "Tell you boy, don't think that this young master is harming you. Learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting is your ultimate weapon for both men and women in the Dongyue Continent in the future. Whether it is a talented woman or a talented man, you will fall under your knowledge. How could my disciple of Nine Heavens One Young Master be only a martial artist?"

"Okay, the cultivation has begun, don't talk to me anymore." Jiutian Yishou took out a map, which was full of meridian acupoints. Then Jiutian Yishou took out a human-shaped stone on the side, and his fingers were running, and it started to carve it like this. The sound of brushing was endless, and the stone chips splashed. Zhang Tao was curious and didn't know what his master was going to do. Soon, the stone with high humanity turned into a stone man.

"Look, this also indicates the acupuncture tendons and veins. In the future, you must find the exact location of the acupuncture on the stone man, when can you be familiar with it, when to start practicing, you can continue the daytime training, but you must strictly demand yourself, and have several times more training than ordinary children. With this young master, you can bear it." After the young master said that, he stood with his hands behind his back, as if he was not very satisfied with the stone man, and then began to continue carving. Under Zhang Tao's stunned gaze, the outline of the stone man's face was also vague, but the water chestnut was vague and difficult to tell the male and female.

"Do you know why I didn't finish this stone man carving?" Jiutian Yishen suddenly turned around and asked, as if he wanted to study Zhang Tao.

"It's because I use this stone man to practice finding acupuncture, so the young master doesn't need to work hard." Zhang Tao said what he thought.

Jiutianyi Shao gave Zhang Tao a blank look, "I don't want to carve it out because if the stone sculptures carved by me are all there, then it will be like the finishing touch of the painting and become a living person. Wouldn't it be a waste of my time again? Okay, you practice."

Watching the young master gradually fade away, and then looking at the rough surface of the stone man, with different depths. Although the young Zhang Tao did not know how to carve, he vaguely felt that his master might be bragging... Of course, this idea can only be buried deep in his heart. If he said it, God knows whether his perverted young master would treat him as the food for wild beasts.

The next time was boring... During the day, not only did the children in the village work hard, but at night, the training of Jiutian Yishou was even more intense. The six-year-old Zhang Tao often fainted on the ground because of overwhelming burden, but he would be as intact as before under the magical true energy of Jiutian Yishou. This torture of hell and heaven greatly strengthened Zhang Tao's mental strength, and even though Zhang Tao's young and tender face had a rare resoluteness.

"Stand with it. If you fall down, let Frost Yu play with you today." The way for Jiutian Yishou to punish Zhang Tao was to let Zhang Tao fight with Frost Yu. For Zhang Tao, who had never learned true qi, the speed of the strange beast was not something he could keep up with. Fighting with Frost Yu was equivalent to being tortured... His whole body was covered with scars, and Zhang Tao had to grit his teeth and persevere. The hard work day and night was exchanged for only Jiutian Yishou's contempt... "You can't hold on like this? It's really embarrassing for me."

The young Zhang Tao almost bit his teeth, his muscles trembled all over his body, sweat spread like a waterfall, his little face turned red, and his whole body was like waterlogging. Although his eyes gradually dissipated, the blood dripping from the corners of his mouth still showed that Zhang Tao was still persisting...

In order not to be despised by his master, to make his master praise him once, and to make his father show a proud expression for him, Zhang Tao almost always surpassed his limits, biting his lips again and again, and pinching his palms again and again... I don’t know when, Zhang Tao was used to talking with his master.

Whenever the young master said that he could not hold on for a stick of incense, Zhang Tao would stick to it. Even if his mind was as painful as a burst of pain or even if his whole body was pricked by a needle, he would not hit Zhang Tao.

"Hmph, I insisted on it, but this is nothing." Whenever I hear Master Master's insincere words, it is the greatest encouragement and support for Zhang Tao... For such a sentence, Zhang Tao's progress is beyond imagination.

Dong... Zhang Tao fainted again because of fatigue exceeding the limit...

A rare softness appeared in the eyes of Jiutian Yishou. "Boy, although you are not outstanding in talent, you have a strong tolerance. Under the guidance of this young master, you will surely shine in the future."

Whenever Zhang Tao reaches the limit and faints, Jiutian Yishou will use his true energy to help Zhang Tao comb his whole body, so that he cannot leave any hidden dangers or hidden injuries. Because of Jiutian Yishou, Zhang Tao can persist on the edge of the limit again and again.

"Hehe, this kind of modern training combination with the Dongyue Continent is like the merger of China and the West. It can definitely continuously realize the potential of human beings and continuously increase the capacity of human beings to carry potential. It is time to start practicing the Zhoutian Creation Achievement." Looking at Zhang Tao after fainting, Jiutian Yishou thought to himself.

Putting Zhang Tao back on the wooden bed, Jiutian Yishao looked at Xu Xiaoxue faintly falling outside, and a rare loneliness appeared on his handsome and evil face. "Is the New Year coming soon? I don't know if the people in my hometown are okay?"

At this time, Zhang Tao didn't know if he was still practicing hard in his dream, and murmured in a hazy state, "Master Master... Tao'er can persist, Tao'er will persist."

Seeing Zhang Tao's cute look in his sleep, a hint of doting flashed in his cold eyes like lightning... The next moment, the figure of Jiutian Yishou was gone in the room, and the dust particles around him did not move, while Jiutian Yishou disappeared like a fox fairy. The hunting dogs in the village still slept soundly, but they didn't know that guests were coming to the village every night.

Day after day, year after year, winter after year, summer after three or three hours. Whether it is wind and rain or thunder, Zhang Tao's life-long practice has never stopped for a moment.

At this time, Zhang Tao was standing on the sharp wooden stake in a snow-white dress like a golden rooster. Even so, Zhang Tao's body was as immovable as an old monk entering the state of meditation. The breeze was gentle around him, and Zhang Tao's long black hair was flying gently. Zhang Tao was already sixteen years old at this time.

The ten years of practice have made Zhang Tao's body grow and relaxed, because most of them are practiced at night, and Zhang Tao's skin color has not affected any of it. Perhaps because he practiced the Zhoutian Creation Practice, it became whiter and redder, as moist and transparent as a newborn baby, and even women will feel jealous.

Although the calm face is not very handsome and charming, the compassionateness reflected by the kind and honest mentality makes people feel even more trembling. This unique temperament makes people feel peaceful, as if just looking at the face is enough to make people put down their butcher knife.

Because Jiutian Yishao likes white robe, Zhang Tao was naturally printed with a mill under his deafness and eyes. He breathed smoothly and his face was unwavering. Although his body was not strong, he was like a pine tree and straight, vigorous and powerful. He was just standing simply, but he gave people a calmness of the face without changing his expression.

The night sky is dotted with stars, the full moon hangs above, and the picturesque Milky Way flows slowly, making people linger. The quiet woods occasionally roar by the wolf, and the surrounding insects and ants are crying endlessly. This is the dense forest behind Taixiang Village.

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