Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Fang Lin spent the whole night in excitement and excitement. He didn't take a break, but he didn't feel tired at all.

The early morning sun shone on the thatched house, and the sunlight shone on Fang Lin from the window. He stood up slowly. After sitting all night, his body was a little stiff. He slowly moved his body and walked out of the thatched house.

Fang Lin walked out of the thatched house, stretched himself and looked at the dazzling sunshine, and then walked towards the pot of millet porridge.

A simple pot of millet porridge was eaten cleanly by Fang Lin. He licked the corners of his mouth with his tongue, still wanting more.

After last night's practice, Fang Lin's desire for practice became stronger. If he wanted to improve his realm, his body's level must also improve.

Although he is now in the early stage of the treasure body, it is not enough. He needs to strengthen his training. As long as his body reaches its peak, his state will not be too far behind.

Fang Lin once again came to the place where he practiced his body before. He cut several vines, each of which was very thick, and tied large rocks to his body.

"Four thousand pounds!"

When the four thousand kilograms of rocks pressed down on him, Fang Lin was completely buried, and his whole body fell into the grass.

Fang Lin's breathing quickened instantly, his cheeks turned red, and a hoarse voice came out of his mouth.

"It's so heavy, but I must hold on!"

Fang Lin roared, he wanted to challenge the limits of flesh and blood, break through step by step, and finally reach the mid-stage treasure body.

Of course, it will be a great pain. The cane will cut the flesh with bloody marks, just like being cut by a knife. Some body refiners cannot bear the great pain and finally kill themselves alive.

"Boom"

Fang Lin took heavy steps forward, and with every step he took, the barren mountain trembled.

His body was taut with flesh and blood, and the meridians on his body were clearly strangled by vines. After just taking a few steps, his body felt like it was wet by rain, and cold sweat kept flowing down.

Fang Lin's eyes were bloodshot from the pressure of the rock, which was too heavy.

But if he wants to reach the mid-stage treasure body, he has to bear greater pressure, and this weight is far from enough.

Every time Fang Lin took a step, the barren mountain trembled slightly, and the weeds and grasses intertwined and complicated.

Arrangement, the weeds under his feet were trampled deeply into the soil.

His appearance is like a huge rock, moving forward slowly.

At this moment, Fang Lin's body was covered with blood marks of varying depths, and the rocks seemed to be connected to the flesh and blood, trembling as he moved.

"One lap, two laps..."

Fang Lin was panting and muttering silently.

After finishing the second lap, he felt extremely tired, short of breath, and might collapse at any time.

Fang Lin gritted his teeth, his lips were scratched by his teeth. He kept telling himself in his mind to persist. Only by persisting could he improve his strength.

In this way, you will not be like a lamb, left to be slaughtered.

Through strong will, he finally succeeded in breaking through a limit level, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

He held on until the third lap.

This is the flesh and blood tempered by one's own body and inhuman perseverance, allowing physical energy to continuously impact the body, and step by step to reach the mid-stage treasure body.

The sky gradually darkened, and Fang Lin continued to move forward with a rock weighing four thousand kilograms on his back. From moving slowly at the beginning, to walking slowly, and then jogging, although the speed was very slow, it had already exceeded the limits of flesh and blood.

His body is transforming into a mid-stage treasure body, but the mid-stage treasure body may have to increase the flesh and blood limit of his body to more than 10,000 kilograms.

Fang Lin firmly believes that he can persevere, and only in this way can he be looked up to by others.

His body was wet with sweat, with a sour odor, and bursts of fishy odor emitted from the inside of his body, which was brought out by the sweat.

He walked to the place where he was refining his body, threw the rock off his body, and ran towards the river halfway up the barren mountain.

"Plop" sound.

Fang Lin jumped directly into the river, washed the sweat off his body, caught a few small fish, and walked towards the thatched house.

In the evening, Le Wenyao had returned to the thatched house. She stood in front of the thatched house in a daze when she saw a familiar figure appearing on the path in the barren mountain. She waved to Fang Lin with a happy look on her face.

Fang Lin looked at Le Wenyao's cute face and walked over with a smile on his face.

He said with a smile: "Why don't you go in? It's windy outside."

Le Wenyao took Fang Lin's arm and returned to the thatched house. She smiled slightly and said, "Brother, sit down first."

Le Wenyao pressed Fang Lin on the wooden bench with a rich expression on his face.

Fang Lin gently pinched Le Wenyao's face with his hand and said with a smile, "Xiaohu, are you good today? I didn't cause any trouble for you in the academy!"

Le Wenyao heard Fang Lin talking about Xiaohu, and she said excitedly: "Xiaohu is a good baby."

"Xiaohu came outside the academy today and held back his aura. People from the outer sect didn't notice it at all, and they all came to tease Xiaohu."

"But there are still some blind people who bully Xiaohu. Xiaohu gets angry and bursts out with his aura, which scares the person into unconsciousness."

"Xiaohu is a spirit-level monster. In the Immortal Martial Academy, I have never seen a monster more ferocious than Xiaohu."

Le Wenyao's little face was filled with joy.

Today, Xiao Shan, Xiao Jian, and Zuo Jin came to the gate of the Academy. When they saw the little tiger, they ran away. They were already frightened by the giant toothed tiger.

The most important thing is Xiao Shan. He is a leader among the outer sect of Xianwu Academy. Seven Stars Guides the Spirit. When he saw Xiaohu, he ran away directly, causing people in the outer sect of the academy to talk about it.

Now Le Wenyao has become the dominant figure in the outer sect of Xianwu Academy.

Many disciples gathered around Le Wenyao, asking questions. Some asked about Xiaohu's origins, and some even wanted to exchange pills for him, but Le Wenyao refused.

Fang Lin was very pleased to see Le Wenyao so happy. He turned to look at Xiaohu and nodded.

When Xiaohu is with bad people, he is a monster, but when he is with good people, he is a spiritual beast. He immediately

Then he understood what Fang Lin meant. This was his affirmation. His eyes were shining with golden light and he called out to Fang Lin with a "ouch".

This sound awakened Le Wenyao from Xiaohu's incident, and she said: "Brother, there is one more thing, I almost forgot to mention it."

Fang Lin smiled and said, "What's the matter?"

Le Wenyao said happily: "In two days, the assessment of Xianwu Academy will begin."

"Brother, you have such a strong body, you will definitely be able to enter the Immortal Martial Academy."

"Are you just going to take the test? Okay!"

There are a total of 108 stone steps in Xianwu Mountain. As long as you can climb eight stone steps, you can become an outer disciple of Xianwu Academy.

If you can climb the forty stone steps, you are qualified to enter the inner sect to practice.

If you can climb the one hundred and eight stone steps, you will be regarded as a disciple of the Immortal Palace by the Immortal Martial Academy, and will be the focus of training. It is said that the head of the academy will personally teach you.

The disciples of the academy are divided into: outer sect, inner sect, and immortal palace.

Outer disciples have limited resources, just like Le Wenyao, she can only get the lowest level of pills every month.

Inner disciples have many more resources than outer disciples.

Immortal Palace, that is the core of the entire Immortal Martial Academy, has far more resources than the inner sect.

Fang Lin is so enthusiastic about the Xianwu Academy. The books and techniques he has read before can also be practiced in the immortal world, which is much more powerful than the Xianwu Academy.

He was also a strong man in the God Emperor realm before. In the past, Fang Lin could wipe out any academy with just one word.

Xianwu Academy has the resources he needs. Fang Lin thought for a while and said to Le Wenyao with a smile: "Then I will go up the mountain in two days to take the assessment."

An idea flashed through Fang Lin's mind. No matter what, get the resources, elixirs, etc. first.

Another thought he had was that the cold poison in Le Wenyao's body was only suppressed by the Naqi Pill and was not completely eradicated.

When Le Wenyao heard that Fang Lin agreed to take the assessment, she said with a smile on her face: "Brother, you will definitely pass the assessment."