"Senior, I'm afraid it's inappropriate." Lin Lie felt helpless and depressed when he saw Feng Jueyu's gaze, resentful like the little daughter-in-law next door, and quickly stepped forward to help.

Rice's eyes as big as five dozen mung beans rolled around, with a trace of displeasure overflowing, and he said angrily: "You brat, what does it have to do with you, do you want me to deal with you personally?"

Lin Lie quickly retracted his head and turned to look at Feng Jueyu with an even more resentful look.

Feng Jueyu rolled his eyes, thought more carefully, and said: "Senior, let alone the injury on my body, even if I am not injured, I am still no match for my senior. But I don't know why my senior is here to practice boxing with me?"

Fan Wudou wiped his oily mouth and said impatiently: "Boy, who among the world's cultivators is not fighting and killing? You two disturbed my Qing Cultivation. It's good that I didn't kill you. Let you

You practice boxing with me because you are looking up to me. Where do you get all the excuses? Tell me, are you practicing boxing with me, or are you letting me take care of you together?"

This person is unreasonable.

Feng Jueyu was quite helpless and immediately said: "It is indeed an honor for me to be valued by the old senior. Since the old senior wants to practice boxing, there is no reason why I shouldn't do it, but..."

"It's just what?" Fan Wudou's eyes stood up, and he glared at Feng Jueyu fiercely: "I'm just annoying you guys, oil-headed and naughty boys. You have no manliness at all. There are so many nonsense, what on earth do you want to say?"

Feng Jueyu ignored Fan Wudou's arrogance and smiled slightly and said: "It's just that the senior's cultivation level is really not comparable to that of the junior. If I fight with the senior, wouldn't I risk my life to practice boxing with the senior?"

Fan Wudou smiled coldly and looked at Feng Jueyu with even more disdain: "You have good cultivation, but you are so afraid of death. Don't worry. Since you are allowed to practice boxing with me, I naturally don't hurt your life. That's alright.

Bar."

Feng Jueyu was still not satisfied, and immediately said: "This is not what I mean, I just feel that the gap in strength between me and my seniors is too great, and it is not interesting to fight. What do you think, senior?"

Fan Wudou's eyes lit up, and he immediately lowered his head and began to think.

According to Feng Jueyu's idea, it would be okay if he practiced boxing with Fan Wudou, but in this way, his practice would definitely be delayed. As soon as he got the hang of the physical training method and tasted the benefits, he wouldn't give up halfway.

Although Feng Jueyu has calmed down now and is not in a hurry to find the location of Huanshan, he cannot ignore it. The reason why he is not in a hurry is not because he is not in a hurry, but because he understands that it is useless to rush.

He is not strong enough and cannot save his family even if he finds him, so the most important thing now is to practice and improve his cultivation so that he can cope with all changes in the future.

Just when Feng Jueyu used words to seduce Fan Wudou into the trap he had set, Fan Wudou seemed to have fallen into the trap. He rubbed the steel-thorn-like beard on his chin with his big hand and nodded silently: "What you said seems a bit...

That makes sense, what do you think we should do?"

Lin Lie was beaming as he listened. He looked at the five buckets of rice while holding back his laughter and not daring to laugh out loud. After getting along with each other for these years, Lin Lie knew Feng Jueyu too well. He would often set traps to lure people into his trap with his chatty words.

No, Brother Feng still doesn’t know what he is holding back?

Feng Jueyu couldn't help laughing when he saw Lin Lie, and glared at him fiercely. He immediately put on a friendly and approachable expression and said, "Senior, how about this, let's play a trick, what do you think?"

"Trick? What trick?" Fan Wudou fell into the trap.

This is not because Feng Jueyu is extremely intelligent, but he is very aware of the existence of martial arts idiots like Fan Wudou. He has no other hobbies in his life. He has no fun except martial arts training. As long as there are tricks related to martial arts training, Fan Wudou will definitely like it.

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Feng Jueyu chuckled, not intending to hide his clumsiness, and planned to teach Fan Wudou the method of physical cultivation. It was not that he was kind and innocent, he was really afraid that Fan Wudou would accidentally injure himself seriously one day, and then end up with a whole body of illnesses.

None of them can be cured.

Feng Jueyu said: "Senior, this junior is not very talented. I am trying to figure out a way to refine the body. Although it is not as powerful as the Zhenwu Saint Body of my senior, it has its own characteristics. Senior, do you want to try it?"

"How to refine the body? What method can you come up with to refine the body?"

In Fan Wudou's opinion, what kind of body-refining techniques can a junior with lower strength than himself realize?

Feng Jueyu didn't mind Fan Wudou's contempt and said with a slight smile: "Actually, it's simple to say. This junior's method is very direct and violent. Although it is a bit difficult in the early stage, as long as you continue to practice it, it should be better than the magical body refining technique.

Much, I call this returning to nature.”

For people like Fan Wudou, even if any spell is simple, it cannot be said directly. It must be exaggerated and beautified, otherwise, he will not fall for it.

Sure enough, when Fan Wudou heard the words "return to nature", he immediately became energetic: "Boy, don't lie to me, I'm not an idiot. If it doesn't work, I will eat you."

Feng Jueyu laughed, not afraid. He finally saw that this old man had a very simple mind. As long as he got close to him, he might be able to become his assistant in the future.

Feng Jueyu said: "Senior's cultivation is on display here. How can I, a junior, talk nonsense and deceive me? I will know if it will work or not, senior will try it."

Mixed with deceit and cheating, Fan Wudou really nodded: "Okay, tell me."

Feng Jueyu walked over and sat carelessly in front of Fan Wudou, and began to explain what he called the physical training method. In order to make Fan Wudou listen carefully and understand, he deliberately made a very simple body training process

The method is divided into five chapters, seven chapters, and eight paragraphs to explain, making sure to explain every word in detail.

As a result, Fan Wudou was trapped.

When Feng Jueyu finished speaking, Fan Wudou fell into deep thought.

"You mean to say that even without using our original divine power, our physical body can withstand extreme cold and extreme heat? Is this unlikely?"

Feng Jueyu took a deep breath: "Senior, if it were an ordinary mortal, of course it would be impossible. However, as seniors have been practicing for hundreds of years, the original divine power has long been integrated into the skin, flesh and blood. Even if the divine power is not used, the original power exists in the flesh and blood.

Once the original divine power is integrated into flesh and blood, it can transform the physical body and greatly enhance the physical body's recovery ability. Of course, the human body has its own limits. How cold and how strong a person's physical body can withstand depends on the divine power.

To what extent can I merge with my physical body? Senior, look at me..."

Feng Jueyu said, put away all his original divine power, and sat there with a golden sword, letting the six rays of sky fire burn through the cracks in the earth without changing his expression.

Fan Wudou was not completely an idiot. His consciousness swept away and his eyes suddenly lit up: "I remembered that when you and I had your first punch just now, you didn't use your divine power."

Feng Jueyu snapped his fingers: "Yes, this is the result of my hundreds of years of training in the Hanmeng field. However, everyone is different, but I believe that the seniors will never be worse than me." He said.

Pointing at Lin Lie, he said: "Senior, you see, I, Brother Lin, have already shed 50% of his divine power and can withstand the burning of six heavenly fires. Do you still think that this junior is telling lies?"

Fan Wudou quickly glanced at Lin Lie with his spiritual consciousness. Lin Lie suddenly felt proud and pressed his divine power to 50%. Even though he was sweating profusely and his face was distorted, his life was indeed safe.

"Hiss?" Fan Wudou took a breath: "It seems true?"

"Of course. If you don't believe me, senior, try it?"

Fan Wu Dou had no doubt that he had it. He immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and ran through the exercises first, stabilizing his cultivation level at 70% of the divine power.

Zhenwu Sheng's body cutting is one of the magical powers in the world. It is based on body refining. It can resist cold and fire. It is many times more powerful than Taiyi's Great Body Changing Technique and Great Secret Body Condensation Technique.

Now that Fan Wudou was asked to give up hundreds of years of cultivation, he was still a little trembling, but as he abandoned 10% of his divine power, Fan Wudou was overjoyed.

In fact, it had no effect at all at this time, but he had not had the courage to try it in the past. He had no idea that his physical body had become extremely domineering.

When the divine power was reduced to 50%, the ground turned red like a fire.

When Feng Jueyu saw this, he shouted: "Senior, have you used the Holy Body Cutting Technique? This is not good."

Fan Wudou's behavior was completely out of habit. He was immediately embarrassed and quickly put away the Holy Body Cutting Technique. He was suddenly sweating profusely.

"It's not very useful."

Feng Jueyu was blowing next to him: "Senior's physical body should be able to resist the six heavenly fires. The difference lies in how much divine power you use. My brother has 50% divine power. I think you can throw away some more. Senior, you use

How old is it?"

He had five buckets of rice and his face was red. It was clearly fifty percent, but he insisted on saying: "Forty percent."

"Can you hold it?"

"Nonsense, how can I be embarrassed in front of juniors like you?" So he lowered it by another 10%, which was only 40%.

Feng Jueyu hurriedly said: "Senior feels unbearably hot. It should be because the physical body has not adapted to the sky fire. It is not because of lack of strength. Wait for a while and try to reduce the temperature by 10%."

In a matter of moments, Feng Jueyu changed from a weakling who was intimidated by others to a dignified old instructor, guiding Fan Wu Dou's luck step by step.

Fan Wudou was in a state of anxiety both internally and externally, so he had no intention of speaking. In order not to embarrass himself in front of his juniors, he tried his best to reduce his divine power by another 10%, and then he did not dare to take any further steps.

"Three percent?" Feng Jueyu's sharp eyes could tell at a glance.

Fan Wudou snorted, and Lin Lie covered his mouth in joy.

Feng Jueyu glared at him fiercely, and then said to Fan Wudou: "Senior, don't be anxious. It's not easy for the senior's cultivation to give up 70% of his divine power in one go. You know, the two of us are in this situation."

It took me nearly a hundred years to reach the current level in the Hanmeng Realm. I admire my senior's superb strength."

Fan Wudou glanced at him and said in an old-fashioned way: "Stop flattering me. I know you are complimenting me and have nothing to do to practice. When I get used to the Six Paths of Heavenly Fire, I will ask you to practice boxing. Just don't shirk your ability."
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