The sun rises in the east, and the sunlight softly shines on the road, as if it has been covered with a golden coat, rendering this red world more charming.
Waves of flames soared into the sky, flames splashed everywhere, and the boundless sea of fire burned endlessly, burning the entire sky into a fiery red, scorching, and high temperature. Under this seemingly harsh environment, there was something that made countless warriors
I envy and yearn for the cultivation conditions.
On the outskirts of the sea of fire, the islands in twos and threes were already packed. Groups of warriors sat cross-legged quietly, with sweat covering their almost naked bodies. The rolling waves of fire washed over their bodies again and again, and the air was full of people.
, even filled with a burnt smell, but they did not say a word. Because they knew that if they want to succeed and achieve better results than others, they need to endure hardships that others cannot endure.
Practicing alone in the morning and training in the afternoon, the disciples did not dare to relax at all and took advantage of this free time to intensify their practice.
On an imperceptible island, Lin Xiu squatted down, bending his body slightly, and the menacing flames rushed towards his face, reflecting Lin Xiu's delicate but increasingly determined face. He gritted his teeth and let the flames rage.
The blow hit the body, making a tearing sound as the flesh opened. Lin Xiu's brows knitted together tightly, and the corners of his lips were stained with blood from clenching his teeth.
Skin refining involves integrating the fire element into the skin and flesh to complete a preliminary transformation. The highlight of this step is to find the weak fire element in the body and introduce it into the flesh, and then use it as a primer to transform the skin.
The fire element scattered in the sky and earth is introduced into the skin. This seems to be a simple step, but it is very complicated and difficult to actually do it.
His expression remained unchanged, his mind sank, Lin Xiu quietly realized the weak fire element in his body. Between heaven and earth, above the sea of fire, the rich and almost substantial fire element surrounded Lin Xiu, like a cocoon.
, wrapping Lin Xiu in it.
Time passed little by little, and the fire attribute elements all over Lin Xiu's body were still as strong as ever. Apart from the fact that the skin on Lin Xiu's body was more charred and cracked, there was not much change.
"It's too hasty. Improving your strength really cannot be accomplished overnight."
With his brows furrowed, Lin Xiu stepped away from his horse and sat on a stone nearby. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands and thought. There were bursts of pain in the cracked parts of his body, which made Lin Xiu stunned.
Taking a breath of cold air, as a warrior, you must first learn to tolerate pain.
Finding the fire attribute element in the body is a familiar task for Lin Xiu, but it is extremely difficult to introduce the fire attribute element inside into the flesh and blood skin. Lin Xiu carefully guides the fire attribute element towards the flesh and blood, but every time
When it wants to enter the flesh and blood, it will be blocked by a thin film, making it difficult to enter. The fire element that has been in a stalemate for a long time finally disappears.
"I hope you can gain something from the afternoon training session."
Sighing in his heart, Lin Xiu thought with some disappointment.
But it's no wonder that Lin Xiuhui is like this. Yesterday's practice progressed at a rapid pace, but today it's not moving at all. This gap is not small. But fortunately, he also knows that qualitative change requires the accumulation of quantitative change, and food also needs to be eaten one bite at a time.
To eat, you have to walk step by step. It is a bit unrealistic to want to swallow a big fat man in one bite.
After treating the wound a little and putting on the red robe, Lin Xiu thought to himself, "I don't know how that boy Fu Huang is doing in his cultivation."
On the other side of the sea of fire, there was a different scene. In the Fire Purple Bamboo Forest, fourteen or five people were holding a special machete in their hands, slashing at the Fire Purple Bamboo. However, this seemingly slender Fire Purple Bamboo looked like it had been poisoned.
It's like a law and hard to shake. The only thing left is a shallow mark that can be ignored.
"Fuck, is this fucking bamboo!"
A thin man with the strength of a four-star warrior threw aside the machete in his hand angrily and cursed with an angry face. Beside the man, there were dozens of bamboos scattered here and there.
With such a shout, everyone's attention also gathered. Some shook their heads helplessly and continued their activities, some laughed disdainfully, and most of them sympathized, because they were all under the same roof.
, they all feel a headache for this tough Huo Zizhu.
"Okay, okay, it's useless to complain anymore. Let's cut down as much as we can, otherwise we will be fined again."
A companion next to the thin man smiled bitterly and comforted him. Yesterday, they were punished with an extra hour of work. In the end, they were so tired that they didn't even have the strength to go back. But there was no way. In this team, there was no way.
They are the weakest, and the workload of one hundred trees an hour is indeed too much for them.
"Damn it, what kind of sin did you do in your previous life to deserve this kind of punishment?"
The thin man muttered and walked aside, picked up the machete that was thrown on the ground, and then started the monotonous and tiring work of chopping bamboo again.
This is just a small episode of the bamboo-cutting team. No one paid attention to it because this kind of thing has happened more than once, but what's the use? They can't really go on strike, and the higher-ups don't care about your behavior at all.
, what they ultimately value is the quantity of bamboo you cut, as for the other things, they are secondary.
The bamboo chopping team continued their work, but in this team of only a dozen people, there was a body that was even thinner than the skinny man. He was waving the machete in his hand non-stop, slashing at the hard bamboo.
This person is Fu Huang.
"Keng clang clang."
The machete collides with the fire purple bamboo, making bursts of impact sounds. However, this sound is not necessarily a good thing for the bamboo cutter. The longer the sound, the longer it takes you to chop down a bamboo, and the work efficiency is reduced.
It went down accordingly.
"It seems that I can't escape today's punishment, alas."
A minute later, Huo Zizhu finally responded, but Fu Huang also sat down on the ground. He drooped his eyelids and glanced at the scattered bamboos around him, Fu Huang wrinkled his nose and said sadly.
"Hey, isn't this our little genius? Why has he fallen to the point where he can't even cut down the bamboo? Do you need help from big brother?"
Just when Fu Huang was filled with melancholy, a joking voice suddenly sounded. After that, four figures slowly walked out from the bamboo forest. The one who spoke was the man walking in the front. The man had a round face and big eyes.
He has thick eyebrows and light color, and his appearance is quite ordinary, but his eyes are sharp and there is a vague aura of violence.
He raised his little head and looked up at the people not far away. The anger in Fu Huang's eyes was undisguised. In fact, he knew these people. The round-faced man in the lead was called Luo Qiang, and he had the strength of a six-star martial arts disciple.
, and the following few people, although not as powerful as Luo Qiang, still have the strength of a five-star warrior. When these few people gathered together, they have formed a small force. However, what they did was somewhat disgusting.
"If I want you to take care of me, who do you belong to me? If you have such leisure, you might as well go back and brush your teeth."
If it were others, they might still compromise, but Fu Huang was not one of them. He didn't buy Luo Qiang and the others at all. He didn't believe that they dared to do anything extraordinary in broad daylight and under the clear sky.
"Haha, the boy does have some backbone, but I just don't know whether your bones are stronger or our fists are stronger."
Luo Qiang's eyes were half-squinted, and the corners of his fleshy mouth revealed a sarcastic arc.
"Brother Qiang, it's not that he's not honest, I bet it's because he has a strong bone, haha."
Behind Luo Qiang, someone joked.
"Brother Qiang, people still support you very much. You will always be the brightest star in my heart."
A damn, whiny voice came out from a person's mouth. This person had charming eyes, but unfortunately, he was a man. The fake girl lightly curled her hair with her fingers, winked at Luo Qiang, and let the latter know
I shivered involuntarily.
"Neuropathy!"
Fu Huang, who was sitting on the ground, rolled his eyes at a few people and said. After saying that, he stood up and went to get the machete on the ground.