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"Tell me, what exactly did you do to him?"

Chen Pingan looked at Jiang Mi and raised his eyebrows.

"Nothing, just to polish his body, beat his muscles and bones with a cane every two hours, and to temper his will, let him only eat half a bowl of rice every day, and to exercise his speed , he runs and I chase him, and I beat him up when I catch him."

"All that's left is to double your previous training volume."

Jiang Miao said with an expressionless face such a training method that even a strict person like Chen Pingan would find crazy.

"Jiang Miao, you are planning to kill him."

The corners of Chen Pingan's mouth twitched, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

"It's better than being played to death by others in the future."

"My training method is very simple. As long as you can't practice to death, practice to death."

Jiang Mi responded solemnly.

"But I'm going to die soon!"

The young monk said dissatisfiedly after hearing this.

"Aren't you living well now?"

"You even have the energy to argue with me!"

Jiang Mi snorted coldly when he saw that the young monk dared to talk back.

Hearing Jiang Mi's scolding, the young monk shuddered subconsciously and retreated behind Chen Pingan again.

"Don't look dissatisfied."

"Although Jiang Milian's method of training you is a bit cruel, it is indeed the most effective method for you now."

Noticing the dissatisfaction and resentment on the young monk's face, Chen Pingan couldn't help but scold him.

Because when Chen Pingan saw the little monk for the first time, he had already discovered that this little guy had only been separated from him for a few days, and his physical ability had once again reached a higher level.

Although this is because Chen Ping'an has laid a good foundation before, Jiang Mi's contribution is also indispensable.

"I know all what Benefactor Chen said, and I am not a person who is afraid of hardship and fatigue, but there is only one thing I can't accept, and that is that he never lets me eat enough."

"Although he said it was to sharpen my mind, I am still a child now. I am growing up. If I am not fed, how will I grow up?!"

The young monk is naturally aware of Jiang Mi's good intentions.

Therefore, the reason that made him resist the most was because Jiang Mie never let him eat enough, and he didn't want to grow taller.

Because the purpose of the young monk's martial arts practice is to protect Nangong Qingyu, if he is not taller, in the eyes of others, he will not seem to be the one being protected.

"I understand, don't worry, I will make sure you are well fed in the future."

"However, the training volume should be increased by another third."

Chen Ping'an understood what the little monk was thinking very well, so he promised to make the other monk full, but he also had to increase the amount of training again.

"It's a word."

After learning that he could eat enough, the young monk no longer hesitated.

"As soon as Donor Chen came, my back mountain, which is usually inaccessible to people, became a lot more lively."

At some point, Holy Monk Wuchan had appeared not far away, and looked at Chen Pingan and others with a kind face.

"I have met the holy monk Wu Zen. I came as promised."

Chen Ping'an quickly turned around when he heard this and said with a rather respectful expression.

"Easy to say, easy to say."

"After traveling for so long, let's take a good rest today and start again tomorrow."

Holy Monk Wuchan was like an old patriarch, with a bright smile on his face when he looked at the energetic Chen Pingan and others.

"It all depends on the arrangements of the Holy Monk Wuchan."

Chen Pingan was not polite when he heard this. After all, the two parties were already familiar with each other.

"Brother, are you hungry? Let me cook for you!"

Nangong Qingyu smiled like a flower and spoke lively and smartly.

"That's great. It's been a long time since I had food cooked by you."

Although Nangong Qingyu is young, he is very experienced in cooking. Chen Pingan had discovered this as early as the first time he ate Nangong Qingyu's cooking.

"Nangong Xiaoshi is a superb chef, and I'm really lucky today."

The holy monk Wu Zen on the side took the initiative and sighed after hearing this.

"Wait a minute! I didn't tell you to take the old monk with you!"

But who would have thought that as soon as Saint Wuchan finished speaking, Nangong Qingyu gave the other party a big eye roll and said in a very strong manner.

"Ugh......"

In response, the holy monk Wu Zen could only sigh softly, and the kind smile on his face grew instead of diminished.

"Okay, don't mess around."

"As long as you bring a meal to Holy Monk Wuchan, I will teach you martial arts tomorrow."

Chen Ping'an put his hand on the top of Nangong Qingyu's head and persuaded her lovingly.

"Big brother, it's a promise! Don't lie!"

When the little girl Nangong Qingyu heard this, her face suddenly showed surprise and she jumped up and down and said.

"Go quickly, I have lied to you before."

Chen Pingan couldn't hide his smile when he saw this.

"Uh-huh."

Nangong Qingyu nodded and left quickly.

"Wait a minute, I'll help you."

Upon seeing this, the young monk was about to follow him, but was stopped by Jiang Miao.

"If I remember correctly, today's training volume should not have been reached, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the little monk froze on the spot and looked at Chen Pingan with pleading eyes.

"Go, go, let's take today as a holiday."

Chen Pingan smiled bitterly and waved his hand to the young monk.

"Donor Chen, great kindness!"

The little monk couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and then ran away.