Chapter 34

Su Moyu didn't sleep much that night. Before dawn, he ran to Cheng Jian's door, but he didn't dare to knock at the door rashly considering the strange temper of the black fat man.

Until the sun came out, he gently pushed the door panel and said, "master?"

There was a yawn in the Tianzi room, and then two wooden doors were pushed open from inside. Cheng Jianxuan rubbed his eyes and scolded: "little rabbit, what's your name in the early morning?"

Su Moyu, looking wronged outside the door, said, "master, didn't you ask me to come this morning?"

Cheng Jianxuan tried to think about it. He seemed to think of something: "Why are you looking for me?"

After listening to his question, Su Moyu quickly expressed his worries, such as the arrangement of Tianya martial arts test, the Tianjian disciples who sharpened their swords, and his humble cultivation at the moment.

His words were mixed with cadence. It was really blood and tears. Even he was moved by himself.

But after finishing these words, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere was wrong. When he looked up, he saw that Cheng Jianxuan had fallen asleep on the table.

"Master!" Su Moyu shouted at the top of his voice.

"Ah... I'm listening, keep talking!" Cheng Jianxuan woke up and said while wiping his saliva.

"Master, I'm finished." Su Moyu twitched the corners of his mouth and felt a little speechless.

Cheng Jianxuan rubbed his eyes, nodded his head and said, "ah... I heard a general idea. Generally speaking, you are worried about the duel of the great martial arts test, aren't you?"

Su Moyu nodded.

Over there, Cheng Jianxuan continued: "in that case, let's start special training today. When it comes to the big martial arts test, at least you have to have some ability to protect your life."

Su Moyu's eyes brightened and said, "what is master going to teach me?"

Cheng Jianze thought for a moment and said, "well, go to the library first. There is a Book wrapped in brown paper at the bottom of the seventh bookshelf in the northeast corner of the second floor of the library. You must take that book for me. However, you must pay attention not to read it privately!"

After listening to the master's mysterious words, Su Moyu nodded seriously, turned around and was about to leave, but he was stopped by Cheng Jianxuan.

"I haven't finished yet. What's the hurry?" Cheng Jianxuan pulled down a box from the table, took out a pair of iron boots and handed them to Su Moyu. "Wear this. Don't take it off halfway!"

Su Moyu felt a headache after only looking at the iron boots. Not to mention the three inch thick sole. Even the iron boots are almost knee high, and the iron walls are very thick. It doesn't look like something for people to wear.

"Master, how heavy are these two guys?" Su Mo Yu asked in a astringent voice.

"One is 150 Jin, two are 300 Jin." Cheng Jianxuan said as if nothing had happened.

"Do you really want to wear this?" Su Moyu still didn't believe it.

"Don't talk nonsense, let you wear it, and then go to the library and get the book back to me!" Cheng Jian glared. Su Moyu didn't dare to speak any more, so he had to put on his iron boots obediently.

Even though Su Moyu's body was much stronger after washing the marrow, he was still reluctant to walk with two 300 Jin shoes. He wanted to help with his hand, but Cheng Jian stopped him, so he had to move forward step by step.

At first, the flat ground was ok, but when he walked out of the cliff and began to climb the stone steps, he was a little desperate.

Every time he lifted his feet, he spent more physical strength than before, and the weight of 300 kg brought a great burden to his legs. Just after climbing a section of the way, he felt as if his legs were broken.

But he still didn't dare to relax a little. He didn't even stop to have a rest. Because he guessed that this might be a test or warm-up for master.

Thinking so, he climbed up step by step, like the pace of the devil.

When he arrived at the library, it was almost noon. Su Moyu climbed to the second floor of the library in the surprised eyes of a group of sect disciples and found the book on the shelf designated by Cheng Jianxuan.

The book is very thick. I'm afraid it can't be less than a thousand pages. It's several times as many as some other skill scripts on the shelf.

Su Moyu was holding such a thick book, but he was a little happy. He thought that such a thick book must be a great secret.

Because of Cheng Jianxuan's warning, Su Moyu didn't dare to open the book. In addition, he was afraid that he would delay more time on his way back, so he took the book and went straight down the mountain.

However, it is easier to go up the mountain than to go down the mountain. It took him a longer time to go from the library to the factotum hall. By the time we got back to Cheng Jianze, the sun had already set.

Cheng Jian chose Dala to sit in the room, looked up at Su Moyu and asked, "why is it so slow?"

Su Moyu replied bitterly, "master, with such a heavy pair of shoes, God bless me to come back."

Cheng Jian picked an eyebrow and said, "where is so much nonsense? Give me the book quickly, and then what should you do?"

Upon hearing this, Su Moyu thought it was wrong and hurriedly said, "master, what about my cultivation?"

Cheng Jian chose his face and said, "talk about it tomorrow!"

At this time, Su Moyu wanted to argue about something, but he saw Cheng Jianxuan snatch the book, but Cheng Jianxuan didn't hold it firmly, and the thick book fell to the ground with a slap.

Then the heavy cover of the book was opened, and two lines of small block letters with hairpin flowers appeared on the title page: silver vase plum - telling the story of senior officials and several women in the east gate.

The expression on Su Moyu's face suddenly became very wonderful. After struggling for a long time, he slowly looked up and asked, "master, shouldn't this book be a skill or other secret script to help me practice?"

Cheng Jianze couldn't see any embarrassment on his old face. He bent down and held the book in his arms, turned his eyes and said, "did I say this book has something to do with your cultivation?"

Su Moyu was speechless for a moment. Indeed, in the morning, the other party didn't say that the book he was asked to take was some kind of skill or secret script.

What is the reason why I worked hard to wear iron shoes to the library?

"Is your head a piece of wood? Your cultivation is not in the book, but in your feet!" Cheng Jianxuan said, kicking Su Moyu out of the house.

"Come back tomorrow morning and remember to wear those boots!" Cheng Jianze's voice came from the other end of the door and fell in Su Moyu's ear.

Su Moyu returned at this time. Looking at the iron boots under his feet, he shook his head and said, "I thought this was just an auxiliary training before practice. Unexpectedly, this is the main content of practice!"

With such emotion, he slowly moved back to his A-shaped room. After sitting on the Kang, he slowly took off his iron boots and saw that his two feet and two lower legs were covered with blood bubbles.

Even many blood bubbles have been broken, pus and blood flow a lot, looking miserable.

This day made him very tired, so even if he looked at his legs like this, he didn't have the impulse to clean them. He just wanted to fall asleep without paying attention to anything.

But just then, the door was pushed open with a squeak, and the dumb son's head poked in from the outside. When he saw that there was only him in the room, he waved to him and motioned him to pass.

Su Moyu didn't want to move at all, so he waved his hand to the dumb son. He didn't even have the strength to speak.

But dumb son didn't seem to understand what he meant. He waited for him outside the door for a while. Seeing that he didn't come out, he rushed directly into the house and dragged him out with his arm.

"What are you doing?" Su Moyu exclaimed, but at the next moment she was covered by dumb son.

The mute grinned at him, revealing his neat little white teeth.

Su Moyu looked at her teeth and felt that the other side was also very good-looking for a moment.

But the next moment, he was dragged into the night by the mute. Bearing the sharp pain in his feet, Su Moyu couldn't help wondering, "why is this girl so strong?"