In those years, the cultivators we cut together

In the courtyard, Dongfang Dan enthusiastically unwrapped his cloth bag, and there were a lot of goodies inside.

"Brother Lu, I brought you and Xiao Yu'er a lot of specialties. Look, lotus leaf chicken, sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and snow lotus cake."

"Wow~"

Lin Xiaolu's eyes were full of splendor, and he praised Dongfangdan for being sensible.

Tang Xin, Chen Nianyun, and Yu Chuchu also walked out of the guest room when they heard the noise. Dongfangdan was very generous, as if doing the landlord's favor, and shared the snacks they brought with everyone.

Well, Chen Nianyun only gave a twist, and Yu Chuchu gave him a middle finger, very sensible.

"Brother Lu, I asked. The big bluestone slab, the golden spear, and the hammer are all ready. After two days, we will recruit disciples at the Taimiaokou where the capital worships. Throat, split bricks with bare hands."

"Is there a lot of audience?" Lin Xiaolu asked while holding the lotus leaf chicken.

"That must be a lot." Dongfang Dan smiled and said: "Your Majesty, civil and military officials, and our outstanding disciples from Dayue will all come at that time. Guarantee there will be huge crowds of people. It will take several days for us to recruit disciples."

Tang Xin looked at Lin Xiaolu and said with a smile: "The big stone is broken in your chest, do you want to practice first? Don't cry out that it hurts then."

Lin Xiaolu rolled his eyes: "Do I still need to practice? I'm so awesome, it's not like you don't know."

"Senior Sister Tang, what spiritual method shall we perform at that time?" Chen Nianyun curiously asked Tang Xin if he wanted to perform a flying sword when he thought about it.

"We don't need to move much, just use some gadgets at will."

After finishing speaking, Tang Xin's beautiful eyes flashed. With a wave of her hand, a long golden crack flashed in front of her. The next moment, a deafening beast roar came from inside the crack.

"Roar!"

A huge male lion covered in red gold, with hair fluttering like a cloud, tore through the crack and jumped to the ground nimbly.

The guards of Honglu Temple were startled when they saw this huge golden lion.

Lin Xiaolu and the other children were also extremely shocked, watching this scene in disbelief.

"Mimi, come here, don't run around." Tang Xin called softly, and the huge golden lion immediately squatted obediently behind Tang Xin, sizing up the child in front of him with eyes the size of a washbasin.

Tang Xin touched the lion's furry chin, and the lion immediately closed its eyes comfortably and made a "purring" sound, like a cat magnified dozens of times.

"This is my psychic monster, Huangyun Lion, whose nickname is Mimi. It will also show up at that time. Once people see it, they will know how powerful we are in Emei."

"Wow~ Senior Sister Tang Xin, you are too cool."

The four children looked up at the lion one after another, each envious, and Lin Xiaolu almost drooled.

This mighty and majestic golden lion is so beautiful, especially the golden cloud around its neck, which is full of domineering aura.

It would be great if I could ride it out to collect protection fees, let's see who dares not to pay.

Seeing that the children liked it, Tang Xin showed off her joy and said, "You guys practice hard, and you will succeed your senior brother as the chief disciple in the future. The chief disciples of each branch are very powerful and resourceful. It is relatively weak."

"Is my elder brother also very strong?" Lin Xiaolu asked curiously. He didn't call Li Yaoxi and Li Shanpao directly, and he didn't say that he beat him. Li Mingru told him.

"Li Yaoxi must be strong." Tang Xin said with a smile: "He can be ranked in the top three among the inner disciples of Jiumai, much stronger than my senior sister."

Lin Xiaolu gave a dazed "Oh", a bit disapproving, he felt that Li Yaoxi was far worse than the Raksha hag, although the Raksha hag also beat him, but he was better than that guy, that guy was full of shit every day .

The four children circled around "Mimi", curiously teasing the three-meter-high big lion. Lin Xiaolu also specially searched for its little brother, wanting to study it, but it was a pity that it seemed to be a lion The lioness, could not be found.

At noon, after the group finished their lunch, Tang Xin, Chen Nianyun, and Yu Chuchu went back to their rooms, practicing and taking a nap.

Lin Xiaolu didn't have the habit of taking a nap, so he continued to practice in the yard, Dongfangdan and Zhang Yong accompanied him.

For convenience, Zhang Yong found him a good target—a big brass bell that was bigger than others.

This brass clock is five or six inches thick and weighs ten thousand catties. It is nailed to the floor with thick iron nails and is very strong.

There is also a piece of bluestone inside the bell, as long as Lin Xiaolu can break the bluestone inside the bell through the big bell, he will be considered a master.

In the wide courtyard, Lin Xiaolu was naked to the waist, and punched the big clock, making deafening roars continuously.

He exhausted all his strength every time, using Taiji to relax his whole body, using Baji to spread his strength, and then his waist and legs cooperated to display the collapse strength, and the forearm urged Cunjin, and then he used the progressive movement to beat out, but Every time, he couldn't achieve the effect he wanted.

He just couldn't stimulate these forces at the same time, either he missed the Cun Jin, or he missed the Collapsing Jin, or he couldn't use the Soft Jin in a stalemate.

It was as if the body was resisting instinctively.

For a full hour, Lin Xiaolu practiced his fists against the big clock, and he used a pair of small fleshy fists to make deep fist marks on the indestructible body of the clock.

Dongfangdan was cheering him on with enthusiasm at the beginning, but now he is already lying on the cool chair next to him, eating watermelon while lying down, those who don’t know think he is the big brother.

"Brother Lu, take a break, this watermelon has been chilled, it's really sweet." Dongfang Dan pouted his beer belly, and while spitting out watermelon seeds, he beckoned him to eat watermelon.

Lin Xiaolu shook his head, expressing that he didn't want to eat, then rubbed his sore and swollen fist, continued to look for the feeling, and punched hard.

"Oh, you don't need to be so anxious. You can't rush to practice martial arts. Brother Lu, you have only practiced for a day. How can you do it well?"

Zhang Yong on the side also persuaded: "Shangxian Xiaolin, Shangxian Dongfang is right, you don't have to be too impatient, take your time, and everything will be done when it will happen."

Lin Xiaolu still shook his head, wiped the fine sweat from his head, and said stubbornly: "My boss gave me the blood of a monster, and my body is already stronger than that of ordinary warriors, so I can't use the standards of ordinary warriors. Ask yourself."

After finishing speaking, he let out a loud roar and swung his fist again, causing the whole ten thousand jin bronze bell to shake unceasingly.

Seeing that they couldn't be persuaded, Dongfangdan and Zhang Yong stopped persuading. Dongfangdan gave Zhang Yong two pieces of watermelon, and then watched Lin Xiaolu sweat profusely in the yard while eating.

Throughout the afternoon, the Honglu Temple kept ringing the roar of the bronze bell, with an average of every two breaths, without stopping at all.

Dongfangdan and Zhang Yong were stunned at the end. They didn't expect Lin Xiaolu to fight so hard. It was as if he was crazy. He practiced over and over again, then made a summary, then analyzed, and then continued to try.

And Lin Xiaolu also likes to mutter while practicing, saying something in his mouth all the time: "If you can't use it, it's the habit of the body to resist. I want to restrain this habit of the body, so that the involuntary muscles become voluntary muscles. The body is moved by the heart, and the heart is moved by the mind.”

At the end of the practice, after thousands of times of bombardment, his fist finally broke the skin, and his two white and tender fists were bloodied, and the fist marks on the bronze bell were also covered with blood marks. It hurts, but he doesn't seem to feel it, and while he continues to punch, he is still muttering in his small mouth, saying something after a while: "Roughness and softness are in conflict."

After a while, he said again: "Rigidity and softness are combined. It is not enough to punch out rigidity and softness from one body. You have to stimulate both rigidity and softness in one punch."

Zhang Yong, who has learned about Tai Chi, can't understand it, and Dongfang Dan can't understand it even more.

In Zhang Yong's cognition, even Tai Chi, which claims to combine rigidity and softness, does not have a punch that can strike rigidity and softness at the same time. It can only be that a certain move is rigid and a certain move is soft. It's softness, combining rigidity and softness with one punch?Is this something people do?

Finally, after three full hours passed, the sun set and night fell, Lin Xiaolu stopped training, and went to the lobby for dinner with Dongfangdan.

And when they appeared in the brightly lit lobby, Tang Xin, Chen Nianyun, and Yu Chuchu immediately saw his two bloody little hands.