Just after crossing over: I was forced to bind to the system of wanting my child to become a dragon

"Why? Aren't we cultivators yearning to ascend to heaven and become immortals? Could it be that you won't ascend in the future?"

Wangyue said this, patted Dazi's shoulder, and flashed towards Yueshufeng.

In fact, she was also a little uneasy in her heart.

I have always hoped to ascend quickly and get out of the system as soon as possible.

But I brought those cubs home myself and taught them carefully for a period of time.

Although the cubs would have to rely on their own efforts most of the time, she didn't dare to miss them.

How can you just leave without any feelings at all?

But she also knew that she didn't have much choice.

She was chosen by the system, which was a form of coercion and kidnapping.

But she couldn't go back, which was why, after the second and third cadets completed their missions, she didn't even mention going back to see her relatives in her dreams.

If she didn't mention it, the system naturally wouldn't mention it either.

Having been with the system for so long, it seems that I get along well with it on a daily basis.

But she is not equal to the system.

It is true that I am reluctant to leave my four kids behind, but it is also true that I urgently want to untie myself from the system.

Now that I am finally about to be freed, I feel sad and a little hesitant.

For her, ascending to the fairyland was just like going from one strange place to another.

Back in the yard, Wangyue was silent for a long time.

The system couldn't bear it any longer and asked:

"Host, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Yue lowered her head, a dark look flashed in her eyes:

"System, what is the fairyland like? If I ascend there, will I be nothing?"

As he spoke, he looked up, his eyes full of worry.

Hearing this, the system did not hide anything:

“Host, rest assured. After ascending to the Immortal Realm, the host’s strength is not the weakest. There will naturally be a place for you.”

These words seem to have a hidden meaning.

-

However, a gleam of light flashed in Wangyue's eyes:

"Oh? You mean, there are ordinary mortals in the fairy world?"

"That's natural. The biggest difference between the Immortal Realm and the Immortal Cultivation Realm is that the upper limit of this world is higher."

Wangyue could naturally understand what the system said.

"Then are we the ascenders also managed by someone in the upper realm?"

"That's about right. You guys who have ascended to the upper realms on your own are more popular than the locals."

Having said this, the system suddenly stopped talking and said no more.

Wangyue originally wanted to find out some news about the fairy world.

Seeing that the system was like this, I could only give up for the time being.

-

The repair of Ti Xiu Peak was completed in just one day.

However, Wangyue felt that the name Ti Xiu Peak did not sound very nice, so he changed it to Ti Jian Peak.

After another month, the selection of disciples who wanted to specialize in physical training was almost complete.

Everyone had entered the Body Forging Peak yesterday.

Early in the morning, Wangyue and Zhao Fan went to the nearby Body-building Peak.

The morning bell has not yet rung.

The newly opened martial arts training ground at the Body-Building Peak is already filled with people.

It is said that there were more than 10,000 disciples who signed up to change their cultivation, but in the end only 108 disciples were selected.

It can be seen that not everyone has such great perseverance to persevere.

I don’t know how many of these people can actually embark on the path of physical cultivation.

The one hundred and eight outer peak disciples who had gone through three days of body tempering all had unhealed wounds on their knees.

Wangyue took a rough look and estimated that the youngest one was only eight or nine years old.

The forearm with the black iron wristband was still bleeding.

Wangyue was a little surprised that he could pass the body tempering test at such a young age.

-

After the usual lecture, Wangyue suddenly smiled.

He casually grabbed the black iron rock next to him and crushed it into powder in front of everyone's horrified eyes.

"Today I will teach you the first lesson of physical training - bone strengthening."

That is, being beaten.

After saying——

'boom! '

Wangyue suddenly punched the big cub next to him.

An extremely cold breath exploded instantly.

The eldest boy seemed to have anticipated this and turned sideways, but the cold air directly knocked over the disciples in the front row.

……

“While controlling the power, you must also learn how to release the power.”

Wangyue picked up a bruised and battered teenager and pointed his finger at her dislocated ribs:

"This is where we need to deliver it. This is where it matters."

The boy's eyes suddenly widened.

The broken bones actually returned to their original positions automatically under the guidance of Wangyue's spiritual power.

-

Zhao Fan seemed a little surprised that his master's power was so strong.

Although he is not a physical cultivator, his explosive power is not inferior to that of his junior sister.

But Master obviously has a slender figure and seems no different from other practitioners.

I didn't expect that this slender body could burst out with such powerful force.

If the two of them had not discussed it before coming, Zhao Fan would have been stunned by his master's sudden punch.

After the bone-strengthening exercise in the morning, almost every disciple had a bruised face and nose.

After they had lunch, they started to exercise.

This is also something that every disciple of Yue Shufeng has experienced.

Take a medicated bath.

Zhao Fan was the first to experience how painful it was to soak in a fitness pill.

Under the scorching sun at noon, more than a hundred wooden barrels were neatly arranged below.

All the disciples were soaking in the wooden barrels.

There was a layer of fog lingering around them, hiding their current plight.

Because of the fog, the howling sounds never stopped.

If there weren't a formation outside the Body Refining Peak, the entire sect would have been able to hear the screams of these guys.

-

Zhao Fan scratched his ears, looked at his master beside him and said:

"Master, why don't you go back and rest first, I will help you watch over it from now on."

After Junior Sister comes out of seclusion, I will have to hand it over to her.

After all, the reason why most disciples changed their cultivation was mainly because the junior sister’s heroic appearance at that time was too eye-catching.

He is a ruthless man who has defended the title for hundreds of games.

Who wouldn't want to be such a being?

In the world of cultivating immortals, strength is respected, no matter what one’s appearance or body shape is.

As long as someone is good enough, even if he is just a loser, there will be people who admire and worship him.

"Well, just watch."

Anyway, the next step is to teach them the basic movements of the body-building exercises. Zhao Fan is now able to perform the basic movements smoothly and skillfully.

It's okay for him to teach.

-

They were all people who had tempered their bodies for three days, and even though they were screaming in pain, no one gave up.

After all, we all know that the process of body building cannot be that easy.

What's more, I have endured the pain of body tempering.

No matter how painful it is to exercise, it is impossible to do it for three consecutive days.

Sure enough, when the effect of the medicine had almost worn off, the howling gradually became quieter.

Zhao Fan swept his spiritual sense and observed the situation of these disciples.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on the youngest child.

Surprisingly, she discovered that she was the only one among all the people who did not say a word and was in a state of meditation in severe pain the entire time.

This made Zhao Fan terrified.

Could it be that all the young girls nowadays are like my junior sister?

Although the majority of these people are men, there are actually at least one-third women.

Looking at the little girl in front of him, Zhao Fan felt that if his junior sister came out of seclusion, she would probably pay special attention to her.