This set of Demonic Ox Powerful Fist is the ultimate technique of the Western Regions Zen sect Tianchan Temple's physical training period. It will never be taught lightly to those who are not direct disciples of Tianchan Temple.

It was also by chance that Liao Chen fell into the eyes of Zen Master Jiuru and was taught this boxing.

Liao Chen felt grateful for Xu Yi's saving grace and passed on this fist again.

But Liao Chen never expected that it only took Xu Yi two years to reach the peak of physical training with this set of Demonic Ox Power Fist.

It took ten years to get rid of the dust!

Liao Chen's younger brother Beichen spent three years just like this, and has been hailed as a genius who emerges only once in fifty years in Tianchan Sect.

Liao Chen also knew that for Beichen to achieve a breakthrough in three years, Tianchan Temple had to pay more than just a set of Demonic Ox Power Fist, and consume countless precious medicinal materials.

What does this young peasant boy in front of me have? He just earns some copper coins by telling stories, and at most he can use his monthly savings to exchange for some low-grade medicinal materials!

It has taken two years to reach this point, which is simply a miracle!

"Tan Yue is an extraordinary genius. He has never heard of it before. He has never been taught by a teacher before. Tan Yue's Demonic Bull Powerful Fist was secretly taught to him, which made Liao Chen really uneasy. Seeing Tan Yue's talent today, even if my teacher Jiuru Zen Master knew about it, he would not take it seriously.

Will blame."

Liao Chen's face was full of joy, and he put his hands together and shouted to the Buddha.

Xu Yidao said, "Disciples are dull by nature, and the owner is just diligent. If someone else practices once, the disciple can practice it ten times or a hundred times. I believe that diligence can make up for stupidity!"

"Diligence can make up for weakness! What a wonderful saying! The fact that you can say this clearly shows your character! Okay, I don't have much time to die, so please Tan Yue and listen attentively."

Immediately, he vomited out an old story.

It turned out that when Liao Chen was thirty years old, he broke through the peak of physical training and reached the sea of ​​​​qi realm, so he was promoted to be the director of the Sutra Collection Building of Tianchan Temple.

In the following years, there was no change from the old days except for the pursuit of martial arts, which meant cleaning the scripture library and sorting out the classics. Time passed by and it was fifteen years.

One day, news came out from the Sutra Library that the treasure thief in the dust had escaped!

The senior officials of Tianchan Temple were furious, and a big hunt began.

Liao Chen fled from the Western Regions to the Middle Earth in one breath, and then moved to Guang'an, where he died in a fight! Only then did Yin Hun and Xu Yi meet.

Liao Chen originally did not intend to reveal this secret to Xu Yi, but now that his ghost was about to disperse, he trusted Xu Yi, so he told Xu Yi all the cause and effect.

"If you can't break the Qi Sea for a period of time, you will have no hope for life! After all, Liao Chen has not escaped the great terror between life and death. He became afraid and became greedy for thieves, so he stole the treasure scripture! Maybe God wants to punish Chen,

This precious scripture cannot be grasped by ordinary people. In the end, it is just a bamboo basket to fetch water, and it is all in vain. Today, the dust is about to disappear, and there is nothing to remember. The only regret is that this precious scripture will not return.

Tianchan Temple, fortunately, we met Tan Yue. Liao Chen begged Tan Yue to return the treasured scripture to Tian Chan Temple on behalf of Chen!"

After saying that, Luo Chen was about to kneel down.

Xu Yi was a disciple of Chen, so how could he receive such a great gift from Chen? He turned around and walked away, saying anxiously, "But if you have an order, don't dare to disobey it!"

At this moment, another fierce forest wind blew, brushing the ground and tearing away Chen's only remaining arm.

Xu Yi was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, but he heard Chen Chen say something in a trembling voice with a face full of pain. As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly, a strong wind blew up in the forest, and Chen Chen's broken ghost was blown away.

Xu Yi was stunned for a long time, feeling sad. He stared at the locust tree, the empty forest was silent, the thin smoke was thin, and there was no trace of dust anywhere.

He yelled wildly, and then wailed. His mournful voice startled the cranes and tigers to roar in the vast forest. It lasted for a long time, until the east gradually turned white. In the dense mountains, birds came out of the forest, and tigers roared in the valley. Hundreds of sounds reached my ears, but

No more spiritual thoughts came from the world.

Suddenly, Xu Yi fell to his knees on the ground, tears streaming down his face, and his mind was filled with the sounds, faces, and smiles.

At some point, a ray of morning light suddenly shone in the forest. Xu Yi finally put aside his grief, split wood into a monument, threw earth into a tomb, threw three sticks of residual incense into the grave, and reluctantly built a tomb for the dust.

Half an hour later, Xu Yi's figure appeared at the foot of Huiyin Mountain, with a wild boar the size of a calf on his shoulders.

Entering the peak of physical training, Xu Yi could feel the pleasure brought by a strong body far more than before. It was a kind of refreshing feeling that everything was under control.

In the past, although he could also go into the mountains to hunt, he would never be able to break trees into arrows, rub soil into cannons, and roam the ocean as he does now.

Looking up at the sky, Mao hour has just passed and the morning sun is getting higher. On the lush terraced fields in the distance, countless farmers are working on hoeing, helping plows, or leading oxen, shuttling among the greenery.

The picturesque scene diluted the excitement in Xu Yi's heart a lot. As he was staring, a thick smoke rose from the northwest.

Looking away, Xu Yi raised his hand and threw the wild boar on his shoulder, shooting towards the thick smoke like lightning.

It turned out that where the thick smoke was billowing, what was on fire was Xu Yi's small wooden house that had been passed down for two generations.

After running a few steps, a shrill barking sound came from the dog!

"No, it's rhubarb!"

Xu Yi's eyes were about to burst, and the blood in his body was almost boiling. His legs were dancing like windmills. The journey of more than ten miles was about to arrive in an instant, but it was a pity that it was still too late!

The wooden house had been burned to the ground, not even an empty shelf was left.

In the open ground in front of the door, a cross stake was inserted. Dahuang's limbs were deeply pierced by sharp wooden wedges and nailed to the cross stake.

The skin was torn from the dog's head and peeled off to the chest, revealing the oozing red and white flesh.

Even though the injury was so serious, Dahuang didn't die. A pair of cloudy eyes hanging in the eye sockets stained red with blood looked at Xu Yi with big tears oozing out.

Xu Yi hugged Rhubarb and wailed silently. His thin face was covered with veins, his eyes were protruding, and his eyeballs were almost filled with blood.

A big hand pressed on the peeled dog's head, and Dahuang stopped screaming.

Scenes of memories come to mind like a trickle of water flowing into a stream. When I was a child, I rode on the back of rhubarb and played. There were many mosquitoes on summer nights, so rhubarb stayed up all night, wagging its tail to drive away mosquitoes for itself. My parents died for the first time, and my poor family was ruined.

, making porridge all day long, so hungry that his eyes were blurry, it was Rhubarb that ran into the Huiyin Mountains, covered in blood, and dragged back the pheasants and fat rabbits for him...

Although Rhubarb is a beast, he is like a brother and a father!

Xu Yi's liver and intestines were broken, so he took off Dahuang's body and held it in his arms. His blood and tears were like rain, and his great grief drove him to run wildly.

In the green mountains and forests, it seemed as if a huge wild beast had broken into it. Wherever it passed, the vegetation was broken, as if it had been struck by a giant plow.

He ran up the mountain peak for a while, and then ran into the valley again. He didn't know where he was. His mind was in chaos and turned into a blank.
Chapter completed!