"What is the teacher doing?" The little girl's mouth was raised high: "I have been locked in the room for more than 20 days. Is he doing something shameful?"
Qingluan was immediately displeased, and said slightly reproachfully: "Miss, how can you say that about Master Tang?"
"That's what it is!" The little girl pouted even higher: "How can there be such a teacher who hasn't seen anyone for 20 days in a row and left the student here alone, so what kind of teacher is he..."
The little girl's complaints stopped abruptly, she stared blankly at Tang Tian who had just come out of the room.
Tang Tian's appearance at this time looked terrible. His hair was disheveled, his eyes were bloodshot, and his clothes were full of holes the size of trachoma. It fell from the sky and landed on the luxurious, exquisite and priceless carpet.
Carpet... black footprints one after another...
When Tang Tian saw the food on the dining table, his dull eyes suddenly shone with green light, and he rushed to the table like a hungry tiger. As they were about to grab food with both hands, everyone realized that Tang Tian's ten fingers were swollen like ten fat carrots.
Tang Tian's pitch-black claws had just touched a plate of fleshy elbows, he let out a scream, and retracted his hands as if electrocuted. The fleshy elbow was touched by him, the bone rolled, and slipped off the plate, about to fall onto the blanket.
Suddenly a figure flashed, and the fleshy elbow disappeared.
Tang Tian with bright eyes, like a running beast, opened his bloody mouth and grabbed the fleshy elbow accurately. Everything happened in a blink of an eye, and Tang Tian's movements were impeccable.
The plump pork knuckle and the hot marinade dripped into Tang Tian's mouth, and Tang Tian went completely crazy.
The dumbfounded little girl Qingluan and the others witnessed the most brutal meal scene ever.
Click!
With one bite, the bone as hard as iron in the middle of the fleshy elbow was shattered on the spot. The gravy and the bones are flying across the plate, and the saliva is the same color on the plate.
Sweeping, Tang Tian wiped out everything on the dining table with an unimaginable sweeping efficiency. He didn't even say anything about fruits and tea. The table was as clean as if it had been washed. He didn't use his hands during the whole process.
Tang Tian's belly was round, and he slumped on the chair, not wanting to move.
"Teacher... what's wrong with you?" The little girl asked cautiously, her face full of nervousness. The teacher stayed in the room for twenty days, why did he come out like this
After waiting for a long time, there was no response. She looked up and saw that Tang Tian was fast asleep.
Tang Tian was exhausted to the extreme. The time outside was twenty days in a row, which meant that he had practiced for a full sixty days in the new barracks.
In the past, Tang Tian's penance practiced one round every five days, and one round lasted ten days, with a time difference of one to two.
But now the new barracks keeps opening one subject after another, the time difference reaches one to three, and there is no need for penance mode, so the time is more free.
However, to Tang Tian, there was no difference.
The 60 days in the new barracks, plus the 20 days in reality, 80 consecutive days of practice, he was extremely tired.
He grinds the anvil boringly every day. Even with the protection of real strength, Tang Tian's ten fingers are still swollen like carrots. He also found out the hundreds of thousands of times he practiced hundreds of thousands of times in order to practice martial arts ultimate moves after Guangmen.
He had to spend a certain amount of time every day, using Zhenli to reduce the swelling of the carrot finger, but the effect was quite good. In eighty days, from the first three days to grind through one anvil, to three anvils a day on the tenth day. And on the thirtieth day, he was able to grind through five anvils a day. By the eightieth day, that number rose to ten anvils a day.
This number will not be broken for a long time.
Even the Ghost Claw was shocked by the efficiency of ten anvils a day, and Tang Tian's progress exceeded his imagination.
Tang Tian's ten fingers were like ten indestructible bruises, if they rubbed against the anvil, sparks would fly everywhere, and all the clothes on his body were burned through by the hot iron sand.
too tired.
This was pure hard work, and Tang Tian felt like a coolie in a blacksmith's shop, grinding the anvil day and night.
He was very surprised, why did Ghost Claw think of such a weird way to grind an anvil
Ghost Claw originally wanted Tang Tian's swollen fingers to soak in the potion, but he never thought that no matter how fast Tang Tian's fingers swelled, the swelling would definitely subside the next day if he used his true strength for a while.
This surprised Ghost Claw, who had been expressionless, for a long time again.
In the end, it came down to the fact that Tang Tian's physique was a bit special. Regarding the Beast theory of soldiers, Ghost Claw was noncommittal, but Tang Tian's physical fitness, in his opinion, was definitely at the beast level.
Tang Tian slept for five full hours, and slept extremely deeply.
The little girl curiously pinched her nose and moved closer, picked up a grain of sand that Tang Tian could see all over her body, studied it carefully for a long time, but couldn't understand it.
Later, it was Zhai Hengzhan who figured it out: "This is iron sand!"
"Is the teacher practicing iron sand palm?" The little girl's first reaction was this.
"It's not like." Zhai Hengzhan shook his head: "The iron sand used to practice Iron Sand Palm is larger than this one. Moreover, Iron Sand Palm is only a fourth-level martial art. How could Master Tang practice a fourth-level martial art?"
"That's true." The little girl tilted her head and thought for a long time: "But what other martial arts do you need so much iron sand?"
"I don't know." Zhai Hengzhan shook his head: "I don't know how many kinds of martial arts there are in the world. Those that need iron sand are difficult to count."
"It's strange..." The little girl looked curious.
When Tang Tian opened his eyes again, what he saw was the curious face of the little girl. The little girl didn't expect Tang Tian to open her eyes, she screamed in fright and jumped aside.
Tang Tian looked bewildered.
"Teacher, what's going on with you?" The little girl who was just in shock asked quickly.
"Me?" Tang Tian was taken aback when he heard the words, looked down at himself, and said, "Cultivation."
"Master, have you been practicing for more than 20 days?" the little girl asked.
More than twenty days? I remember it was more than eighty days...
Tang Tian came to his senses all of a sudden, nodded and said, "Yes, that's right."
Qingluan and Zhai Hengzhan were in awe, they didn't even give up their cultivation during the journey, no wonder Master Tang was so young and so powerful. How many people can achieve such an attitude of penance
Strength, there will always be no fluke.
Tang Tian looked around and asked, "Where's Xiao Xuxu?"
"Brother Ling is also practicing every day." The little girl said: "He is performing martial arts."
Ling Xu, who was originally a cultivator madman, saw that Tang Tian didn't even leave the house, so he immediately stepped up his efforts and made the martial arts field his home, where he slept and ate.
Tang Tian nodded: "Understood."
After saying that, he got up and walked towards the room.
The unkempt figure immediately became taller in the eyes of everyone. Deeply infected, Qingluan turned around and left: "I want to practice too!"
Tang Tian continued to devote himself to cultivation.
The two-month journey is finally over. This is probably the most boring and boring journey the little girl has ever taken. Everyone was cultivating desperately, even Qingluan, who used to play with her every day, practiced like crazy.
So when the little girl saw the middle-aged man waiting at the gate of the mansion, her eyes lit up immediately, and she shouted happily: "Father!"
He jumped out of the window and rushed into the arms of the middle-aged man.
With a kind face, the middle-aged man slapped a chestnut on the little girl's head and scolded softly: "You are getting more and more naughty now, how dare you sneak away so far away!"
This kind-looking middle-aged man is the Marquis Wu who is in charge of one party.
"My daughter will never dare again!" The little girl admitted her mistake obediently.
Marquis Wu scratched her nose, laughed and cursed: "I believe you are stupid."
The little girl quickly hugged Marquis Wu's arm and shook it wildly: "Really, really."
"Okay, okay." Marquis Wu doted on Mingzhu very much, and suddenly frowned: "Where's Qingluan? Where's Hengzhan?"
The little girl pursed her mouth: "They are all practicing, and they will not play with me all the way."
Marquis Wu's expression slowed down a little, showing satisfaction: "Well, I didn't expect that they have made a lot of progress this time out. Qingluan's talent is good, but he didn't spend much time on cultivation. Alright, let me introduce you soon. Master Tang let Dad know."
"Teacher has been practicing! It's been forty days since he came out!" The little girl's mouth was pouting higher: "What a bad teacher, he didn't even care about his students all the way."
"Could it be that you are retreating?" Marquis Wu was surprised.
"I don't know, anyway, he stayed in the room, locked the door, no one knows what he's doing in there." The little girl said bitterly: "They brought Qingluan and they also focused on cultivation."
Suddenly, the little girl's eyes lit up and she waved her arms: "Brother Ling!"
Marquis Wu immediately confronted Ling Xu, and he couldn't help squinting his eyes to look at Ling Xu.
What a fierce momentum!
At this moment, Ling Xu was like the sharp gun in his hand, every step gave off a dangerous aura. The faces of the guards around Wuhou changed slightly, and they couldn't help rushing towards Wuhou.
Marquis Wu raised his palm to prevent the guards from coming forward.
Ling Xu carefully controlled his feet. On the surface he looked very calm, but inside he was very nervous. He has just broken through, and his power has increased dramatically, but he is far from taming these powers.
So at this time, his aura is exposed, showing his sharpness.
puff!
One didn't control it well, and his entire sole sank into it, like stepping into tofu. With a shake of his figure, the other sole of his foot lost control immediately, and poof, it also sank into the stone slab.
The guards around Marquis Wu were even more nervous, as if they were facing a formidable enemy. The stone slabs at the entrance of Marquis Wu's Mansion are all made of Shuiqing Rock. The hardness of this kind of stone is comparable to that of steel, but under Ling Xu's feet, it is as soft as tofu.
terrible!
Marquis Wu's eyes were filled with brilliance, and he could tell at a glance that Ling Xu was now only one step away from a Tianlu-level warrior, and he was a real Quasi-Tianlu-level warrior!
Moreover, Ling Xu is still so young, dressed in a white robe with gold thread, with silver guns and silver hair, orange pupils and red tassels, he is so heroic that even Marquis Wu couldn't help but applaud, what a young man!
As long as Ling Xu digests these powers, with his strength, he has the qualifications to attack Tianlu-level warriors.
The future is boundless!
At this moment, a disheveled, ragged guy suddenly rolled down from the van and landed beside Ling Xu, with green eyes shining.
"Hey, who has something to eat?"
The little girl was dumbfounded.
The heroic and handsome Ling Xu suddenly appeared beside him like a tramp. The strong contrast and contrast stunned everyone.
It's cold.