Chapter 154: Cultivation

Looking at the brief but powerful words in front of him, Chen Zixin's forehead was instantly covered with fine beads of sweat, as if every word was as heavy as a thousand pounds, hitting the depths of his soul.

If you want to climb this path, you must first bear its weight and undergo tempering.

In plain words, "If you want to practice this, you must first be beaten."

This will make his body stronger.

On the path of practicing the Xuanwu Sutra, being beaten and practicing go hand in hand and become a unique rule.

Whenever the fist wind whistles and the pain follows like a shadow, it is also the step of his body transformation and moving towards the realm of innate warriors.

However, when the strength of the body approaches the innate threshold, the subsequent path of practice becomes more and more rugged, and the nourishment of the five elements is required to continue to climb.

Whether it is acquired or innate, it can be used for practice.

But the difference between the two is like the difference between heaven and earth. The innate five elements can not only make the path of cultivation more powerful and double the speed, but also forge the body invisibly, making it transcend the mundane and reach unprecedented toughness and purity.

However, the innate realm warrior is not what he can think of now. Now he still has to start practicing. If he can't even reach the first level, what's the point of talking about the innate realm warrior.

It's better to start practicing first.

After saying that, he sat cross-legged on the ground and looked up at the first level of the Xuanwu Sutra on the stone tablet.

As he slowly stepped into the state of selflessness in cultivation, the clothes on his body seemed to be quietly swept away by the invisible wind, and no trace was left at some point.

At this quiet and solemn moment, two dark whips suddenly appeared on the two stone pillars closest to Chen Zixin. They seemed to contain some ancient power, and suddenly rose up, breaking the silence of the air.

"Papa..."

With two crisp and sharp sounds, the two whips hit Chen Zixin's exposed back accurately with the force of thunder.

The power carried by the whip was huge. In an instant, two shocking whip marks were left on his fair skin, as deep as a brand.

As the whip fell, an invisible spiritual energy on the whip entered Chen Zixin's body with the whip.

As Chen Zixin practiced and the spiritual energy entered his body, Chen Zixin's physical strength became stronger and stronger.

However, Chen Zixin, who was immersed in the world of practice, was unaware of everything in the outside world.

He still sat on the ground, closed his eyes and concentrated, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him, and only the power flowing in his blood was his only pursuit at the moment.

"Papapa..."

The sharp sound of the whip cutting through the air echoed in this claustrophobic space, and each sound was accompanied by a palpitation.

But in just a dozen breaths, his back was covered with a fine net, with shocking whip marks interwoven on it, as if telling of silent pain.

Half an hour passed quietly, time seemed to be stretched here, and every second was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Finally, Chen Zixin slowly woke up from his deep state of cultivation, his eyelids slightly lifted, and a glimmer of confusion flashed in his eyes.

However, this confusion was soon torn into pieces by a sudden severe pain.

"Ah...hiss...pain, pain, pain..."

He suddenly realized that his back was suffering from unspeakable torture, and the pain seemed to tear his soul apart.

He began to roll helplessly on the ground, waving his limbs randomly, sweating like rain, quickly soaking the ground under him, and even the air was filled with a mixture of mud and bitter sweat.

At this moment, Chen Zixin suddenly realized that the "hardship of cultivation" mentioned by the master was not an understatement, but a cruel reality that he had to experience personally with his flesh and blood.

This is the so-called tempering and tempering on the road of cultivation!

The pain surged like a tide, almost drowning Chen Zixin.

At that moment, a shadow of giving up even flashed through his mind.

However, just as this thought just emerged, Chen Zixin was surprised to find that his body seemed to have undergone a transformation, and its strength had doubled, far exceeding the past.

He suppressed the waves of pain from his back and slowly clenched his fists. An unprecedented powerful force surged in his body, making his heart surge.

Is this cultivation?

Chen Zixin suddenly realized at this moment that the previous pain and suffering had become insignificant in the face of the sense of accomplishment at this moment.

If he could take this opportunity to gain powerful strength, then what would this whipping pain be?

Lin Qingzhi down below knew everything that happened in the palace.

He also saw clearly what Chen Zixin was thinking after being beaten, but he had great confidence in whether Chen Zixin could persist.

Although this child had the idea of ​​not being able to practice anymore, his body continued to practice honestly.

Looking at the palace up there again, Lin Qingzhi smiled with satisfaction, turned around and walked towards the room.

It was time to prepare lunch, as Wang Lu, who was going to help others with their illnesses in the town, would be back soon, and the disciples who were practicing up there would probably have to eat the amount for several people at noon, so they had to prepare more.

Thinking of this.

Lin Qingzhi turned around lightly, and walked firmly into the deep forest, secretly planning to capture a monster beast and nourish Chen Zixin with the meat of the monster beast, which contained rich energy.

His figure seemed to blend into the surrounding nature, but in the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already in the hinterland of the mountains, surrounded by towering ancient trees, blocking out the sun.

After walking a few steps forward, Lin Qingzhi's eyes suddenly opened up, and a huge creature came into view. It was a huge sika deer. Its size was so huge that it was not inferior to the giant elephant in his previous life, but its cultivation was still shallow, barely comparable to the acquired warriors.

But this was more than enough for Lin Qingzhi. Such a huge body was enough to be a sumptuous delicacy for their lunch today.

The next moment, his figure appeared beside the sika deer, silently, and the sika deer that was eating grass did not notice it at all.

Lin Qingzhi stretched out his hand and slowly brushed it, and the sika deer lost its life signs silently.

With a flash of light, the sika deer had disappeared from the spot.

Nodding, the ingredients were ready, and it was time to go back and cook. It would take a lot of effort to handle such a big sika deer, so it seemed that I had to ask my cousin to help.

After thinking about it, Lin Qingzhi disappeared from the spot, and when he appeared again, he had already arrived outside his uncle's yard.

"Dong Dong..."

Lin Qingzhi knocked on the gate.