I was hiding in the village and became the Grandmaster of all things!

Looking at the brief but powerful words in front of him, beads of sweat instantly covered Chen Zixin's forehead, as if every word weighed a thousand pounds, striking deep into his soul.

If you want to climb this path, you must first bear its weight and endure the tempering.

In plain words, "If you want to practice this, you must first be beaten."

This will make his body stronger.

On the path of practicing the Xuanwu Sutra, getting beaten and practicing go hand in hand and have become a unique rule.

Whenever the wind from his fists whistled and pain followed him like a shadow, it was also the step of his body transforming and moving towards the realm of an innate warrior.

However, when the strength of the physical body approaches the innate threshold, the subsequent path of cultivation becomes increasingly rugged, and one needs the nourishment of the five elements to continue climbing.

Whether it is acquired or innate, it can be used for cultivation.

Yet, the difference between the two is as vast as the difference between heaven and earth. The innate five elements not only enhance the path of cultivation, multiplying its speed, but also invisibly forge the body, making it transcend the mundane and attaining unprecedented tenacity and purity.

However, becoming an innate warrior is not something he can think of now. He should start practicing now. If he can't even reach the first level, how can he become an innate warrior?

It’s better to start practicing first.

After saying that, he sat cross-legged on the ground and looked up at the first level of cultivation method of the Xuanwu Sutra on the stone tablet.

As he slowly entered the state of selflessness in cultivation, the clothes on his body seemed to be quietly swept away by the invisible wind, and disappeared without a trace at some point.

At this quiet and solemn moment, two whips as dark as night suddenly appeared on the two stone pillars closest to Chen Zixin. They seemed to contain some ancient power. They suddenly rose up and broke the silence of the air.

"Papa..."

With two crisp and sharp sounds, the two whips hit Chen Zixin's exposed back accurately with the force of thunder.

The whip carried enormous power, and in an instant, it left two shocking whip marks on his fair skin, as deep as a brand.

As the whip fell, an invisible spiritual energy from the whip entered Chen Zixin's body along with the whip.

As Chen Zixin practiced and the spiritual energy entered his body, his physical strength became stronger and stronger.

However, Chen Zixin, who was immersed in the world of cultivation, was completely unaware of everything in the outside world.

He still sat upright on the ground, his eyes closed and concentrated, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him. Only the power flowing in his blood was his only pursuit at the moment.

"Clap clap clap..."

The sharp sound of the whip cutting through the air echoed in this claustrophobic space, and each sound was accompanied by a palpitation.

However, in just a dozen breaths, his back was covered as if by a fine net, with shocking whip marks woven all over it, as if telling of unspoken pain.

Half an hour passed quietly. Time seemed to be stretched here, and every second weighed a thousand pounds.

Finally, Chen Zixin slowly woke up from his deep state of cultivation. His eyelids moved slightly, and a hint of confusion flickered in his eyes.

However, this confusion was soon torn to pieces by a sudden severe pain.

“Ah…hiss…it hurts…it hurts…”

He suddenly realized that his back was suffering from unspeakable torture, the pain seemed to tear his soul apart.

He began to roll helplessly on the ground, his limbs flailing wildly, sweat pouring down like rain, quickly soaking the ground beneath him. Even the air was filled with the smell of a mixture of mud and bitter sweat.

At this moment, Chen Zixin suddenly realized that the "hardship of cultivation" mentioned by his master was by no means an understatement, but a cruel reality that he had to experience personally with flesh and blood.

This is what is called tempering and tempering on the path of cultivation!

The pain surged like a tide, almost drowning Chen Zixin.

At that moment, a shadow of giving up even flashed through his mind.

However, just as this thought emerged, Chen Zixin was surprised to find that his body seemed to have undergone a transformation, and its strength had doubled, far exceeding the past.

He suppressed the severe pain in his back and slowly clenched his fists. An unprecedented powerful force surged in his body, making his heart surge.

Is this what cultivation is?

At this moment, Chen Zixin suddenly realized that the previous pain and suffering had become insignificant in the face of the sense of accomplishment at this moment.

If one can take this opportunity to gain powerful strength, then what does the pain of being whipped matter?

Lin Qingzhi below knew everything that happened in the palace.

He also saw very clearly what Chen Zixin was thinking after being beaten, but he had great confidence in whether Chen Zixin could hold on.

Even though this child had the thought in his mind that he couldn't continue practicing, his body continued to practice honestly.

Looking at the palace above again, Lin Qingzhi smiled with satisfaction, turned around and walked towards the room.

It's time to prepare lunch. Wang Lu, who has been treating others in the town, will be back soon. Also, the disciple who is practicing upstairs will probably need to eat the amount for several people at noon, so we have to prepare more.

Think of this.

Lin Qingzhi turned around slightly and walked firmly into the deep forest, secretly planning to capture a monster and use the monster's meat, which contained rich energy, to nourish Chen Zixin.

His figure seemed to blend into the surrounding nature, but in the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already in the heart of the mountains, surrounded by towering ancient trees that blocked out the sun.

After walking only a few steps, Lin Qingzhi's eyes suddenly opened up and a huge creature came into view. It was a giant sika deer. Its size was so huge that it was not inferior to the giant elephant in his previous life. However, its cultivation was still shallow and could barely be compared with the acquired warriors.

But this was more than enough for Lin Qingzhi. Such a huge body was enough to be a sumptuous delicacy for their lunch today.

The next moment, his figure appeared beside the sika deer, silently and without a sound, and the sika deer that was eating grass didn't notice it at all.

Lin Qingzhi stretched out his hand and slowly brushed it across, and the sika deer silently lost all signs of life.

In a flash of light, the sika deer disappeared from the spot.

He nodded. The ingredients were ready and it was time to go back and cook. It would take some effort to handle such a big sika deer. It seemed that he had to ask his cousin for help.

After thinking about it, Lin Qingzhi's figure disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, he had already arrived outside his uncle's yard.

"Boom..."

Lin Qingzhi knocked on the gate.