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When it was still dawn, eldest senior brother woke up early and called me along with him. I didn't sleep well last night, so I forced myself to go wash up and followed him out of the room.

Right now, I can't be considered a cultivator, in other words, a newly-entered Daoist Priest. If I want to step into the ranks of cultivators, I still have a long way to go, so the first thing I have to do is to catch my physical fitness, even if I have to catch a ghost to bring down a demon, if my body is in a bad condition, it will still be impossible.

How could a man not lower his head when he was under the eaves?

This mountain is quite steep, and there are no stone steps. It is easier to go down the mountain, and it is not very tiring, but it is not so easy to go up the mountain. I only ran back and forth, and I was already out of breath.

Originally, I wanted to stop and rest, but eldest senior brother didn't give me a chance to catch my breath and told me to keep running.

After running back and forth five times, I was so tired that I was like a dead dog lying on the ground, unable to move.

He shook his head and sighed, saying that my physical strength was really too weak, it was as if I was a weak chicken. He also said that he would teach me some kung fu in a while, and tell me to get up from the ground and not to play dead.

At this moment, my mood was extremely depressed. I wasn't playing dead, I was almost dead from exhaustion. Even an iron man would be tired after running five times in such a tall mountain. What else could I do?

I had an idea. If I just lie here, I wouldn't move. What do you want?

However, I thought that since it was only the first day, he had already given my eldest senior brother a kick. Master would definitely be unhappy, so I could only force myself to get up from the ground while trembling.

He thought, "Why is my life so bitter?" If he wasn't killed by that Gui Sha, he wouldn't be able to be a cultivator in this monastery, and he would be exhausted to death.

What's worth celebrating is that right after I got up, that cute little senior sister informed us that dinner was ready. Immediately, I felt as though I had been rescued from the execution grounds.

After a simple wash, he changed into a different set of clothes and came out. He immediately felt that his hands and feet were sore and weak, and his legs were weak. He could even walk lightly.

Eldest Senior Brother and Master were sitting at a small stone table in the courtyard waiting for me. I greeted them one by one before sitting down.

When I picked up the chopsticks, the hands are steep, why is it that I can't pick up the food, I'm still wondering, I'm running on the legs, why can't the hands do what I want?

At this time, my master glanced at me, then asked my eldest senior brother, "How is it, has your youngest junior brother made it?"

"It's not bad, my body is really too weak. If I didn't urge him, he would have been kicked to the ground a long time ago …" The Eldest Senior Brother said bad things about me while he was eating his meal.

However, the little senior sister said, "His physical fitness is a bit lacking, but there's no need to rush this. Take it slow. I still believe in the little junior brother …"

After hearing this, I was so moved that I almost cried. Finally, someone helped me speak up. I looked at my little senior sister gratefully.

His Master added, "Tell me …" No matter what you do, you have to go through this stage to have a strong body, and being a Taoist is no exception. During this period of time, let your eldest senior brother properly teach you, and you have to listen to everything your eldest senior brother has to say, do you hear that? "

"Understood, Master …" I nodded and replied obediently.

Seeing that I couldn't hold the food anymore and even placed some in my bowl, the little senior sister moved my heart.

After dinner, my master went back to his room to meditate. This time, I was in an even more miserable state.

Even though Eldest Senior Brother didn't let me run all over the mountain, he said that he wanted to teach me some martial arts, which is unique to our sect. Hearing that Eldest Senior Brother is a master's self-created Tai Yi Art, his every movement is extremely strange.

I thought that with my little senior sister here, she would definitely treat me well. Who would have known that little senior sister would be even more ruthless than senior brother, she would personally show me her skills, and before learning two moves, she would have to spar with me, even though she has a slim body, weak and weak body, her attacks are really ruthless. A single punch from her could send me flying four or five meters away like a shrimp.

Every day, I felt like I was in a purgatory, all the bones in my body were broken, and I didn't even have time to wash up before I fell on the bed and slept soundly before my eldest senior brother pulled me up and ran around the mountain.

However, as time passed by, I gradually got used to this kind of lifestyle. After half a month, I would no longer be as tired as a dead dog after running five laps around the mountain.

During this time, I made a phone call to my parents and told them a lie about finding a job in South Sky City. I asked them to be assured.

When I said this, I felt unlucky. I had obviously run to the wilderness to become a Daoist, and I felt that I had let down those two old people.

As for the matter of being haunted, I am even more afraid to tell them. I plan to hide this matter from them for the rest of my life, but with my identity as a Taoist, I don't know how long I can keep it a secret from them.

When I think about it, it makes my head hurt.

Life on the mountain is always very fast, and the same life is repeated every day. What's worth mentioning is that two months later, I have already trained all the tendons in my body. When I was still in school, my skin was covered with white.

The Tai Yi Technique that eldest senior brother handed to me has also been practiced quite well. I was able to exchange two simple blows with my little senior sister before being sent flying with a kick. In the past, I was sent flying with a kick.

However, the most tragic thing was that after these two months, I was originally running five laps up and down the mountain. Eldest senior brother immediately doubled my speed, running ten laps every day, tormenting me to death.