Chapter 2353

"Bang!"

The dull impact sound sounded, and Liu Xuan was immediately hit and flew out, and then climbed up from the ground with difficulty. Under the scattered clothes and robes, there was a bluish purple mark on the original bright and clean chest.

The simultaneous interpreting of the burning pain and the stuffy feeling made Liu Xuan unable to bear his teeth.

However, without waiting for his reaction, a broken air voice then hit his right arm.

"Shua!"

"Bang!"

Tingling accompanied by strong numbness emerged from his small arm. The heavy strength made Liu Xuan feel some excitement in his body.

But he had no spare time to recover his state.

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Because the front, like a storm like attack is constantly coming at him.

"Bang bang!"

The straight and slender elm stick was immediately waved into a frenzied storm by Fang Tong, sweeping Liu Xuan, and countless stick shadows almost partially fell towards Liu Xuan's body.

The stick knocked on his body and made a dull sound. Rao Shiliu Xuan also couldn't bear it. He quickly took a painful step and dodged aside.

But Fang Tong, who saw that Liu Xuan still had the strength to avoid the attack, suddenly flashed a touch of excitement on his face. After licking his lips, he raised the long stick in his hand and attacked Liu Xuan again.

"Please take it, elder martial brother!"

"Bang!"

Two hours later, Liu Xuancai slowly came out of the Yanwu hall. However, compared with entering the Yanwu hall at the beginning, he is now completely indifferent.

But with a black face, he staggered forward. If you look at him carefully, it is not difficult to find that there is a layer of fine cold sweat on his forehead.

It's a big game.

Feeling the pain coming from his body, Liu Xuan couldn't help but show a bitter smile on his face.

Recalling the scene of Fang Tong's violent beating in the training room of Yanwu hall, even he couldn't help feeling a little sour.

Although the clothes and robes of external disciples are hidden outside now, Liu Xuan can't see how his body is at this time.

"There are 112 injuries in the chest and abdomen, 431 in the back, and the number of first innovations in both arms and thighs is unknown. The congestion of the whole body is more 1499, hiss!"

Thinking of Fang Tong's figure like a mad devil during the battle, Liu Xuan couldn't help but smoke his mouth, and then shook his head with a bitter smile.

Originally thought the other party was a talkative guy, but who knew that the fight was like a madman. He didn't know to keep his hand at all.

If you were an ordinary monk, you might not recover in ten days and a half months, and you might leave a secret wound.

Where can I exchange a few bottles of wound medicine and ten spirit stones!

That is, he has the protection and repair ability of Xuanwu cultivation formula and can recover quickly.

Otherwise, just relying on these numerous secret injuries is enough to get rid of the idea of practicing rock skill by being beaten!

"Alas, the cultivation of this rock skill is so difficult that I'm afraid it's difficult to sell it at a high price in the Kung Fu Pavilion. Just go step by step. The task of the liver emperor doesn't have to be completed."

Liu Xuan shook his head and dragged his tired body back to his residence.

Although he was seriously injured this time, Liu Xuan was quite satisfied mentally. Only on the first day of training, he successfully achieved nearly 1500 resistance exercises and completed nearly 15% of the progress of cultivating rock skill. If he continues to improve according to this progress, before going to Ziyou Valley, You may not be able to finish cultivating the first layer of rock skill.

Thinking of Liu Xuan here, he couldn't help being more active. He even had the impulse to continue to run to the martial arts hall and be beaten.

"Is this a masochism?"

Looking at his blue and purple body, Liu Xuan smiled at himself. Then he came to the bed with a firm face and endured the pain. He sat cross legged and began to quietly run the Xuanwu cultivation formula to repair his injury.

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The next day, Liu Xuan, who recovered from his injury, took an hour to complete the daily chore task of the external disciples, and came to the skill pavilion with a pile of simple paper. That pile of paper was the cultivation method of rock skill written by Liu Xuan overnight after repairing his injury last night.

At present, the liver emperor of the drug addict has only six days left. Naturally, he wants to release the rock skill as soon as possible, and then convert all the spirit stones into quenching body pills, so as to complete the task of taking 100 quenching body pills in the remaining few days.

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After all, the requirement is to take, not to accumulate. Even with the Xuanwu cultivation formula, the medicine contained in the 100 body quenching pills can't be consumed in a moment and a half.

Thinking of this, Liu Xuan shook his head, emptied his mind and came to the disciples on duty in the Kung Fu Pavilion.

"Borrowing the Yellow level skill requires three contributions. A spirit stone can be borrowed for half an hour. If necessary, take out the identity card."

The disciple on duty said lazily, with a lack of interest on his face.

Liu Xuan, a common external disciple, received more and naturally understood each other's needs. It's really strange if he still has enthusiasm after working in Qingshui yamen for a long time.

Just when the disciple on duty skillfully stretched out his right hand and planned to go through the borrowing procedures for the poor man in front of him, the next sentence from the other party stunned him in situ and immediately widened his eyes.

"Elder martial brother, I have a skill that I want to hand over to the skill Pavilion. I wonder if you can help me judge the value of the skill."

"Ha?"

The disciple on duty was stupid.

……

"Are you going to hand in the skill?"

Half an hour later, the elder of Gongfa Pavilion, who was found by the disciple on duty, looked at Liu Xuan in an outer door dress and couldn't help a flash of disappointment on his face.

It turned out to be the skill handed in by external disciples. It is estimated that it is at most yellow level.

Just, no matter how small mosquito legs are, they are also meat. It's better than no merit.

Thinking of this, the elder dispersed his dissatisfaction and then said to Liu Xuan lightly:

"Take it and let me judge it!"

"Please also ask the elder's palm."

Liu Xuan respectfully handed the stack of paper recording rock work to the other party.

When he saw that the Kung Fu was not the original, the elder of the Kung Fu Pavilion couldn't help frowning, but he continued to watch it patiently.

After seeing the content, he first gave a light sigh of surprise, and then his eyes widened, as if he saw something incredible.

From time to time, he murmured in amazement. His right hand even pointed his fingertips, which was obviously deducing the feasibility of the skill.

After a long time, he recovered from his meditation, glanced at the slightly riotous crowd, and then took a deep look at Liu Xuan:

"Come with me!"

After saying that, Liu Xuan took the lead and walked towards the compartment in the Kung Fu Pavilion. Liu Xuan was stunned. Then he hurried to follow, leaving a group of monks talking in the hall.

"This skill is very good."