Xie Changtian's face showed a bit of determination and he said: "Brother, no matter what kind of pain and suffering I can bear, I hope that eldest brother will not show mercy to me."
Murong Feng nodded, and there was a hint of playfulness in the corner of his mouth again: "This is what you said. If someone can't bear the pain, then I will not show mercy. The training begins now." Murong Feng said in his words.
The eight meridians of the Qi Meridian were connected by several points, which quickly forced his power into his Dantian without affecting his actions at the same time.
At this time, his Xie Changtian had become like an ordinary person. Except that he was a little stronger than ordinary people, there was nothing special about the rest. After Murong Feng did all this, he smiled sinisterly at him a few times. This laughter
Making Xie Changtian's heart tremble, Murong Feng's palms were full of energy and he sucked all the dozens of weapons left by the robbers in mid-air.
Dozens of weapons floated in mid-air. A red flame appeared in Murong Feng's palm and he quickly threw it into the air. The flames rose in the wind and swallowed up all the dozens of weapons in an instant. Soon the weapons turned into a puddle.
With thick water, Murong Feng slowly formed the molten iron into the shape of a piece of clothing.
The handprints changed continuously, bursts of red light flashed, and Murong Feng's eyes widened: "Ning" quickly carved the gravity formation and the spirit gathering formation on the clothes, and an ordinary black battle suit was formed. Using magic,
Nian carved patterns and lines on it, and soon a battle suit made of iron was formed.
The clothes were black, with irregular patterns and lines on them. They were soft in the hand, as if they were made of silk. They didn't have the cold feeling of ordinary iron. Murong Feng handed the clothes to Xie Changtian and said, "Change into them."
Try it."
Chang Tian was stunned by the action just now. There are so many mysteries about this big brother. Several ordinary weapons can be made into clothes. They are soft and have no cold feeling like armor, and they are light.
Ruowuwu. Thinking of this, Xie Changtian quickly changed into clothes.
My whole body felt so comfortable, and it was like it was tailor-made. I couldn't help but feel that this boss was too strong. Murong Feng had a cunning look on his face and said, "Boy, how do you feel? Are you comfortable?"
Xie Changtian suddenly felt confused, but he still said bravely: "Well, brother, it's very comfortable and fits well."
Murong Feng rolled over on a horse, nodded and said sternly: "Well, as long as it fits, the gravity formation is activated."
I saw a burst of khaki light emerging from the black uniform. Xie Changtian's body suddenly fell to the ground without paying attention. The pressure on his whole body increased greatly, and he could not lift up any strength, not even the strength to stand up.
No more, Xie Changtian gritted his teeth and reluctantly held up his arms.
His body moved with great difficulty, and after all his efforts, Xie Changtian finally managed to stand firm. However, his whole body was sweating profusely, his face turned pale, and even his breathing was slowly panting.
There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and then it flashed away.
It was replaced by a firm and unyielding light. Murong Feng smiled slightly when he saw this. Murong Feng just activated double the gravity, which seemed to have not reached the limit of his body. Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of his mouth became sinister and earthy.
The yellow light flashed again.
Although Xie Changtian was prepared this time, he was still pressed to the ground. Soon Ye Changfeng's breathing intensified, and his face became paler, but there was an unyielding look in his eyes, and he stood up reluctantly again.
Get up.
Murong Feng's expression became calm and he said in a deep voice: "From now on, run with all your strength. If you relax even a little bit, the punishment for you will be very serious. Let's go."
Xie Changtian started running slowly, each step taking a huge amount of effort. Before he ran 10 meters, Xie Changtian was already panting. Before he could squat down, Murong Feng's voice was already shouting from behind: "Changtian
, you are still a man, do you want to stop just this far away? Like a bitch, hurry up."
Xie Changtian's anger exploded in his heart, and he remembered that since he was a child, he was called a tomboy because of his good looks, so before he was 10 years old, he went to the mountains with his master to learn martial arts, with the purpose of changing other people's opinions, and Murong Feng
His words hit his point of pain exactly,
He roared loudly and said: "I am a man, not a woman, ah!"
Immediately, his whole body seemed to be full of strength, and he ran forward quickly, while Murong Feng followed behind on horseback and walked slowly, with a cunning smile on his lips. He did not expect that saying that he was not a man would stimulate him so much.
In this way, Xie Changtian sprinted for a hundred meters. Murong Feng found that his pace had not slowed down yet. From a distance, he held his chin with his hand and said thoughtfully: "Isn't this kid's potential small? Not bad, haha!
When you can't run anymore, wouldn't it be strange if you don't look like a dead pig?"
After saying that, he galloped his horse and followed him. Sure enough, after a few dozen meters, his speed slowed down. His muscles all over his body were extremely sore, and his legs felt as heavy as lead.
In this way, the belief of "I am a man" filled his consciousness. No matter how slow and heavy his steps were and how weak his body was, he always gritted his teeth and persisted. He took one step, two steps, three steps, and fell down with a "plop".
Xie Changtian fell to the ground and fell into a deep coma. Murong Feng dismounted his horse lightly, stepped forward and unlocked his seal. The true energy quickly began to flow through his body, like the surging waves of the Yellow River.
It relieved all the fatigue on his body, but he didn't know it yet.
After the zhenqi flow circulated for a few times, Murong Feng sealed him again, kicked him a few times with responsibility and said: "Boy, don't pretend to be dead. If you are a man, get up and hurry up."
Xie Changtian woke up faintly, feeling that his whole body was extremely heavy, but the fatigue and soreness on his body had long since disappeared, and his spirit felt very comfortable.
Under Murong Feng's devilish urging, they only walked 10 miles in one day. The nearest town in Tianmang Grassland was only a hundred miles away. For this hundred miles, the two of them walked for 11 days before arriving.
During this period of time, Xie Changtian's strength has improved by leaps and bounds. He can already withstand three times the force of gravity, which is equivalent to a force of 500 kilograms. His physical body has also gradually become stronger. Although he is not as abnormal as Murong Feng, he is
Now it is difficult for ordinary swords to hurt Xie Changtian at all.
In the evening of that day, the two of them were standing on a hillside a hundred meters away from the city.
It’s too late! Get up tomorrow and continue on your way!”
Murong Feng's eyes revealed an imperceptible light and said: "I asked you to practice the shape-changing technique a few days ago. How are you practicing? You need to change your appearance. I guess there will be someone in the city ahead of you.
portrait."
Xie Changtian's bones all over his body made "squeaking" sounds, and his appearance suddenly changed a bit, and his figure became burly. He was originally a scholar, but now he turned into a man in his thirties, with a burly figure and a handsome face.
A tall man with a sallow complexion and a strong aura exuding from his whole body.
Xie Changtian's voice became hoarse and he said: "Brother, do you think my change is okay? Now you are the young master and I am the servant."