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"Master, where is the senior brother Duanshuiliu?"

"I have been trying to breathe in full concentration recently, but I can't use it skillfully yet. I want to ask my senior brother for advice."

"If you want to teach other junior brothers, I won't disturb you."

The person who spoke was a beautiful girl with dark green medium-length hair. Her hair was softly placed on her shoulders, and there was a white hairpin between her hair on the left, standing pretty.

Her name is Zhen Feng (gu), and she is fourteen years old.

The true hair has dark blue eyes, white skin, petite figure, and looks less than 1.6 meters tall, but the legs account for a large proportion, which is surprisingly straight and slender.

Because it is summer, I wear a thin pink kimono, with a white ribbon around my waist, which is wrapped around my back to form a white bow, and the cuffs only reach the elbows, revealing the snow-white and slender arms.

Next to Masaki is a man wearing a Tengo mask, Rakiki Sukiji.

His half-white hair looks a little old, and his face is a bit ferocious. His body stands straight, looking inhumane and difficult to speak.

Lintaki Zuoji was wearing a large, large dress with a water-blue background and embroidered with wavy cloud patterns, and his voice was very serious.

“He is on the top of the mountain.”

"You can learn breathing from him, but don't take his evil ways seriously."

"You go, remember not to indulge in his power, that is his path and no one else can walk."

"One of the people who learn from him will die."

Originally, he could speak calmly with a look on his face, but when he thought of the rebellious disciple, Lin Taki became more and more angry as he spoke.

If you don’t go well, you will do something wrong, and you will also want to learn other schools of breathing to integrate them... It’s really easy to do it. Others have tried it a long time ago, and will they still be his turn?

Zhen Feng stuck out his tongue and comforted him: "Master, don't be angry. Senior brother is very strong and will definitely bring honor to you."

"Hmph, the ignorant disciple! He is obviously talented, but he is not careful!"

Lindao Zuoji snorted again in anger, shook his hand, and left without looking back to teach the new disciples.

He spread his hands and showed helplessness. He stood on tiptoe and started to go up the mountain.

It was noon, and huge orange and yellow fireballs hung high in the sky, emitting endless light and heat.

In Summer, the scorching sunlight shines through the layers of leaves and forms blocky spots of different sizes on the ground. The air humidity of Summer Mountain is much greater than that of other places. Various vegetation grows extremely densely and vigorously. Green vines surround the thick trunks, and the roots faintly reveal the ground, like the meridians of the human body.

At the foot of the Nagiri Mountain, it is where Masahi and Luraki Sakiji are now, and the eldest brother stays at the top of the mountain, which is his favorite and most common place.

Under the sunlight, the petite body of the true man ran rapidly on the gravel-filled mountain road, or jumped on a whim, and jumped on a branch. At a young age, he was even more sensitive than the monkeys in the mountains.

The breathing was extremely rhythmic, steady, long and thick throughout the process.

Soon, from the foot of the mountain to the hillside, a hazy fog appeared in front of Zhenhua's eyes, and the road under his feet became a little unreal.

However, she was very familiar with this place and found a path that could lead to the top of the mountain. It seemed that this path was stepped on by someone.

"The elder brother insists on going up the mountain in the early morning every day, and he has stepped out a path. It's so amazing."

The narrow fog mountain is not low, but the real fog speed is also very fast.

In about half an hour, Zhen Huan ran to the top of the mountain.

The fog mountain is covered with hazy fog from the hillside all year round. Even in the summer when the sun shines brightly, the fog still exists, and the sun is rendered with more golden color, like a cloud of broken gold, and the magnificent fog mountain is covered with hazy fog from the hillside all year round. Even in the summer when the sun shines brightly, the fog also exists, and the sun is rendered with more golden color, like a cloud of broken gold, and the magnificent.

When you reach the top of the mountain, all the fog will disappear, and the eyes will suddenly become clear. The sun shining with sunlight can amaze people's hearts.

The top of the mountain is relatively flat overall, with cracked brown rocky ground under the feet without a single weed.

Near the site, there are a large number of stone balls and stone piers, each of which is not small in size, at least half a ton, but most of them are cracked, covered with deep fist marks and finger holes, etc., and are surrounded by crisscrossing cracks.

And in the middle of this venue, there was a young man with his upper body naked.

He stood upside down out of thin air, without anything to rely on behind him.

At this time, the left hand was placed behind the back, the index finger of the right hand was put together, pressed against the ground, supported the body up and down, and did inverted one-handed two-finger push-ups.

I don’t know how many I made, but I still look at ease.

The arms and muscles rise and fall with the body movements regularly, making people's eyes hot.

The blue and white Yuri coat was thrown on the ground at will, and he didn't care about the dust on the ground.

The real man jumped over like a little rabbit, squatted beside him, and poked the young man's chest with his fingers.

It's so hard, like a stone, it can't be poked at all.

And... bigger than yours.

Makoto quickly lowered his head and looked at himself secretly, his little face slightly depressed.

I don’t know if the eldest brother has any secret, otherwise how could he have such an exaggerated pectoralis major muscle?

She looked up and said, "Senior Brother Duanshuiliu, why are your chest muscles..."

Before he finished speaking, his straight arm bent over there, and then he used force. The young man turned his body vigorously, stood up, picked up the clothes on the ground, patted the gray, and put them on his body.

Zhen Feng also straightened his body and then yelled.

It turned out that the young man bent his finger and knocked on Zhen Yao's forehead as fast as lightning.

"Don't touch me, and you must call me Senior Brother Kurosawa."

Kurosawa broke the water flow, and Lindao Zuoji's first disciple.

He is a rare black hair and black pupil in this world, with a dark color and pupil as dark as ink.

The most unique thing about the young man's face is his deep eyes, like a bottomless pool, which can easily overwhelm people.

His facial features were like a knife, axe and chisel, and his lines were rigid and distinct, making Kong Wu powerful and full of shock.

(You can imagine the macho Serti, macho Dior, macho Jotaro, etc.)

And beneath the tough face is a tall and burly body.

The pectoral muscles, abdominal muscles, biceps, triceps... are all slightly raised, and the jealous filamentous muscles appear in the movement and stillness.

From head to toe, his whole body was filled with a thick male hormone aura.

The true roe was near him, and he looked more petite and delicate. From a distance, he looked like a little girl standing next to an adult.

Unable to avoid it, after being knocked on the head, Zhenhua covered her red forehead and said firmly: "I'm going to call Chushuiliu!"

The background of this world is similar to that of Japan during the Taisho period. Kurosawa no water flow, Kurosawa is the surname, and Duan Water flow is the name, so it is called Duan Water flow.
Chapter completed!