"Cut, you dare to be small and we have no hate!"

Lin Mo looked at the back of the second old man leaving, and couldn't help but whispered.

He naturally guessed what the second old man was thinking.

It's just that I don't believe in No Hate, I can modify this practice to be more reasonable.

That being the case, Linon simply didn't bother to hold back any longer, and went back to the desk on his own.

After sorting out the exercises that have been modified without hate.

Lin Mo copied it again.

Then he was treated as a guinea pig, and he began to practice cultivation alone.

...

Time came to the second day.

After Hu Quan's regular long-distance running, he brought his exhausted body and returned to the place to meditate and practice.

Especially after talking with Lin Mo.

His training became even harder.

This is exhausting, Tomb First Class.

Although the spiritual energy in their bodies is more than ten times more abundant than that of Hu Quan.

But this kind of lifeless running for a long time, their bodies can't bear it either.

"Boss, why don't you discuss this cow!"

"If it goes on like this, let's not talk about cultivation."

"Whether you can survive or not are two things!"

"Yes, yes, boss, I feel that these legs are not chasing my pull these days!"

"With our talent, we don't need such training at all!"

Amidst the whining of the younger brother.

The tomb shook involuntarily.

This way of cultivation is the best way for Hu Quan.

But for himself and his companions, it is an accumulation of ordinary existences.

Although, after the long-distance running has exhausted their physical and spiritual power, they can quickly increase their training speed in a short period of time.

But with the time for long-distance running, it was simply not as effective as their previous meditation practice.

And every day I have to be exhausted half to death.

Completely half the effort!

Although they admired Hu Quan's perseverance, they even said that they were convinced by this perseverance.

But this does not mean that they can accept such cultivation methods.

Thinking of this, after tangled for a while, he stood up.

"I'm going to talk to Mr. Lin right now!"

He knew in his heart that it would be useless to talk to Hu Quan about this matter.

After all, it was Lin Mo who arranged all this.

It was at this time that the ten brothers suddenly remembered the voice behind them.

"I heard someone was looking for me?"

As soon as the tomb turned around and saw the person coming, the courage that had just been mustered was instantly withered.

"I've seen Mr. Lin!"

Several other people also jumped up from the ground like frightened birds, and they all made salutes.

"If you have anything, just say it!" Lin Mo said bluntly.

Tomb Yi was imposing and the other was short, with fear in his eyes.

After experiencing what happened before.

When he saw Lin Mo, he always had an inexplicable sense of fear in his heart for some reason.

It seems that he is afraid of the strong, and it seems that Lin Mo's amazing talent makes him shy away.

After a long struggle in the tomb, he mustered up his courage.

He stammered out his worries.

It's just that Lin Mo was not moved at all after listening to it, and replied to Tomb One with only one sentence.

"Keep following!"

After speaking, he started to leave and walked towards Hu Quan not far away.

Just when the tomb first class was full of loss.

The old man who had been following Lin Mo suddenly stopped.

"Listen to Mr. Lin's arrangements."

"Since he didn't shut you out, he won't hurt you!"

"Keep going, it won't do you any harm! Don't embarrass the old man."

After speaking, the old man had no other explanation, and quickly followed.

Although several people were sent to Lin Mo by him.

But after all, it was all taught by him.

Now I see ten confused teenagers.

The old man still couldn't help but reminded a few words... JrNovels.com