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The strong are respected, the weak are fish. Whoever has a hard fist is the king, which is incisively and vividly interpreted in the wilderness.

Zhou Mu's body was full of flesh and blood, and his body was full of light.

Under the operation of Taigu zheteng Jue, Du Shaomu's injuries recovered at the first time.

And this time of breath adjustment lasted for three days.

During the three days, with Du Shaomu running Taigu Shitian Jue, the energy of heaven and earth entered his body, constantly repairing his wounds and refining his body.

I don't know when, with Du Shaomu as the center, the energy of the surrounding world permeated and sealed from the outside of the tree hole, and constantly poured into the body.

At the same time, Du Shaomu's whole body was covered with a kind of constantly flashing mysterious light. The mysterious secret lines were engraved on the body, filled with the ancient atmosphere, and the fluctuation sent out a strong and incomparable terror atmosphere.

At the moment, Du Shaomu's clothes were very shabby, but Luo's exposed body gradually recovered to a perfect state, filled with light, and possessed an indescribable domineering aura and prestige.

Early in the morning, when the first ray of morning light diffuse and open, pouring over this piece of Paradise like village.

"Hoo..."

In the tree cave, Du Shaomu breathed out his turbid breath, opened his eyes, and lifted a smile at the corner of his mouth.

The breath of his body fluctuated and passed away in a flash. Du Shaomu looked inside his body. The wound was no longer in a big way. His recovery was 7788. This is the strength of the ancient Wushen body.

Walking out of the tree hole, Du Shaomu stands in the back mountain overlooking taojia village.

The rising sun is like a big fireball. From time to time, in the village with smoke curling from the kitchen, there are a few shrieks and roars of poultry, mixed with the sounds of some children practicing martial arts.

The whole village, as if it is a remote and hazy paradise, gives people a feeling of incomparable peace.

"Well, ha..."

"One, two, three, four, raise your feet and punch, bend down, force from the ground!"

When Du Shaomu walked down the mountain, he saw that there were about 20 children, ranging in age from 3 to 4 years old and 7 to 8 years old, on a large square in the village, squatting on horsesteps to practice martial arts.

An old man in his fifties, standing with his hands on his back, was strong and powerful, and was guiding these children to practice martial arts.

These children practice very seriously, each foot and one punch are regular.

Not far away, there are even some children who are only two or three years old, who are also learning to dance with their hands.

Younger, accidentally fell on the ground, but do not cry do not make, the first time to get up to continue, people can not bear to laugh.

In addition, not far away, a group of older young men and women, also in the morning sun, waving sweat, a move in a form of a certain martial arts.

"Brother shaodu."

Xiaohu is also in the square at this time. When he meets Du Shaomu from afar, he rushes to the square and laughs with a simple smile, but his eyes in his big eyes are very clever.

"Eh Brother shaodu, are you all well? "

I feel Du Shaomu's condition at the moment. Although he is still in rags and his hair is messy, Xiao Hu can feel that Du Shaomu's injury seems to be better than before, which is totally different from that of three days ago.

"No big deal."

Du Shaomu smiles and looks at the vast square. The water and the sky are the same on the calm and vast lake in the distance. Several birds spread their wings across the void. They can't help but stretch their loins, and the whole body bone "crackles and crackles".

Looking at Du Shaomu, Xiaohu hesitated for a moment. His big eyes were full of expectation and asked, "brother shaodu, can you teach me to practice?"

"Teach you to practice?" Du Shaomu looks at the tiger.

"Brother shaodu must be a strong man. If he dares to be alone in Wanshou mountain, his strength must be amazing. If only brother shaodu could teach me to practice."

Xiao Hu nodded excitedly. He could feel that the young man in front of him must have a history.

The elder brother mu shaodu has the legendary pills and a space storage bag. He is definitely not a mortal. If you can get his advice, you will benefit from it.

Du Shaomu said with a smile, "what do you want me to teach you?"

"Kung Fu."

Xiaohu said without thinking: "my grandfather said that if you practice powerful skills, you can not only get twice the result with half the effort, but also step to a higher level."

"However, powerful skills are priceless."

Say, small tiger in the eye some desolate rise.

My grandfather said that those powerful skills are too precious. They are all the treasures of the great gate sect in the legend. They can't be spread out at all.

"I can't. I want to learn powerful martial arts skills. There are few martial arts skills in our village. My grandfather said that if I could cultivate the middle level or even the high level of yellow level martial arts, I could get twice the result with half the effort." Xiao Hu looks at Du Shaomu and says.

Du Shaomu smiles. The world is dark and yellow, and the lowest level of yellow level martial arts is already powerful and incomparable in Xiaohu's heart."Here, I'll take a look at your muscles and bones to see what kind of skills or martial arts you are suitable for."

Du Shaomu said to Xiaohu that he owed these teenagers a favor. If he could pay them back, he could leave at ease.

Smell speech, feel hope, small tiger immediately to Du Shaomu side, a look of expectation and tension.

Several fingerprints of Du Shaomu congealed, and the light of his fingertips twinkled, and then fell on the little tiger.

"Eh..."

At the same time, Du Shaomu found something. He was a little surprised.

"Tao Xiaohu, what are you doing? Don't come here to practice!"

Not far away, the 50 year old man had already fixed his eyes on the tiger and yelled at him with a powerful voice.

"It's our martial arts training. It's fierce, but it's very powerful."

Xiao Hu seems to be a little afraid and whispers to Du Shaomu.

"Tao Xiaohu, don't return to the team to practice soon!"

The martial arts teacher has come to Tao Xiaohu's side, staring at Tao Xiaohu. He has this kind of dignity.

"Teaching, brother shaodu said he would teach me martial arts or martial arts." Little tiger pursed her lips and said to the teacher.

The teacher's eyes looked at Du Shaomu. A young boy, who did not care about it, glared at Tao Xiaohu fiercely and yelled: "rise from a tall building on the ground. Go back to practice honestly. If you don't have basic skills, you can't practice even if you have strong martial arts and skills!"

"All right."

Tao Xiaohu nodded and blinked at Du Shaomu. He was afraid of martial arts teaching. He ran back to practice.

"You are the one who was met by Xiaohu. I heard that you are seriously injured. How are you recovering?"

Seeing Xiao Hu go away, Wu Jiaoxi looks at Du Shaomu again. His eyes are bright and his face is full of words and smiles.

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