The breeze blew through the grass, and the birds in the sky were chirping. Doyle gradually woke up from his cumin-scented sleep, and his mouth opened wide unconsciously, revealing a sweet smile without front teeth.

In the dream when he was about to wake up, [Heaven] was hosting a wedding for himself and several wives. In the center of the banquet, the two big fat sheep were roasted. This dream was simply beautiful.

After stretching, Doyle slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw were two big sheep faces.

The two sides looked at each other for a moment, and Doyle immediately noticed the malicious eyes of the two big fat sheep. At this moment, he had already realized that these two big fat sheep were not as simple as they seemed.

"Hello sheep brothers, I am sent by Allah to herd sheep." At the critical moment, Doyle immediately used Allah as a shield.

"Allah sent you here in the hope that you would learn a [physical practice method] from us." The fat sheep on the left suddenly said.

"We have three [physical cultivation methods], namely the simple [Spiritual Breathing Method], the difficult [Holy Breathing Method], and the extremely difficult [Heavenly Breathing Method]. Which one do you want to learn?" On the right

said the fat sheep.

Doyle looked at its long face. Although there was no evidence, he always felt that the sheep was smiling, smiling maliciously.

For some reason, Doyle suddenly remembered a story he heard in his second life.

"Do you want a gold axe, a silver axe, or this iron axe?"

Trap, there must be a trap here!

Doyle subconsciously touched the hole in his front teeth. He felt that this was a proposition. It seemed that no matter which one he chose, the result would not be good. In that case, why not choose the best one?

"I want to learn the most powerful [physical cultivation method]!"

Doyle chose the golden axe, and then he saw two big fat sheep, one on the left and one on the right, showing amiable smiles at the same time, but this smile made Doyle feel a chill on his back.

"I want to learn from the best, but I have to endure hardships. Don't you regret it?" The big fat sheep said seductively.

"Can you be gentle?" Doyle was really frightened. He always felt that something bad was going to happen.

"We have always been very gentle." The other big fat sheep blinked his kind eyes.

There is no decent physical cultivation method in the entire heaven. The method mastered by these two sheep must be extremely precious, so fight!

"Come on!" Little Doyle said with a sullen face and gritted teeth. He looked as if he was about to go to the gallows.

Seeing that Little Doyle was so enlightened, the fat sheep on the right ran away happily. After running far away, it turned back and paved the ground with its hooves excitedly.

"Brother Sheep, should I start with meditation?" Little Doyle panicked.

"Need not!"

The big fat sheep stamped its hoof on the ground hard, shaking little Doyle up, and then gave Doyle a headbutt, pushing Doyle towards the other sheep!

"Oh~~~"

Little Doyle's screams began to echo across the prairie.

Volley, fly, 360° spin kick!

The big fat sheep on the opposite side was so nimble that it jumped up and kicked little Doyle back with his hoof!

"Ouch~~~"

"Good shot! Look at me reaching the top!"

"Oh~~~"

"Well done, look at my God's knees!"

"Save~~ah~~~"

"Your God's Knees are not as powerful as my World-Destroying Legs. You will definitely not be able to catch this ball!"

“Save~~save~~~life~~~”

"Crack!"

Doyle fell headfirst to the ground. As expected, the other big fat sheep didn't catch the ball. It shook its head in annoyance and was about to kick Little Doyle back again when Little Doyle suddenly tried his best.

He stretched out his little hand and held it on the big fat sheep's hoof.

"Sheep...Brother Sheep...kills people...but only with a head...nodding, not with...such...playing tricks."

Raising his little face with all his strength, Little Doyle said aggrievedly:

"Give...a way...to survive..."

The big fat sheep was stunned for a moment, then said to himself:

"Oh, I forgot to teach him breathing techniques. It would be troublesome if he was kicked to death."

Listening to the words of the big fat sheep, little Doyle almost cried. This sheep is really bullying.

"When you are kicked, you must make a bleating sound like a sheep." The big fat sheep lowered his head and instructed.

"That's it...that's all?" Although Xiao Dao'er has never practiced body training, he has every reason to believe that this fat sheep is deceiving him.

"Of course not, one sound is as light as the opening of the Hongmeng, the second sound is like moistening the five abdomen and six internal organs, the third sound is like the divine way entering the body, the fourth sound is like the return of nine dynasties, the five times are like the energy of transformation, and the sixth..."

The big fat sheep said it seriously, and then called out very responsibly:

“Mea~~~~~~”

"Do you understand this breathing-sound conversion? You have to make this sound the moment you are beaten, in order to temper your body."

"Brother Sheep, is this the Heavenly Breathing Technique you are talking about?"

"no."

"???"

"This is a method to strengthen your body after being beaten. You can also call it [the method of strengthening your body by crying sheep]."

"Brother Sheep, the name of this strengthening method is so strange."

"Yes, I just got up casually, don't be nagging, are you ready?"

"No, I want to sleep first."

"Very good, it seems you are ready!"

"..."

"Let's go!"

"Oh~~~"

Little Doyle, who was kicked away by a hoof again, let out a scream, but then he closed his eyes and began to ponder the [Sheep Crying Strengthening Technique] taught by the Big Fat Sheep.

"Well done, look at me hanging upside down on the golden hook!"

"Mea~~~"

The two big fat sheep were stunned for a moment by Doyle's sheep cry, because they didn't expect the child to learn so quickly!

really!

Really useful!

The power that rushes into the body with this rhythmic breathing and pronunciation turns out to be the power to temper oneself! The method of strengthening the body by being beaten is real, Brother Sheep did not lie to me!

"Hercules Fist!" The fat sheep hit Little Doyle back with a hoof, and then listened attentively to Little Doyle's cry.

"Mea~~~"

This second cry was actually more accurate than before, and it had reached the level of mastery of breathing techniques.

"God fart!"

The fat sheep on the opposite side turned around and knocked Doyle back with a fart, and also began to listen.

"Mea~~~"

This time the cry has reached the realm of breathing method transformation, and is only one step away from perfection!

This time the two fat sheep were dumbfounded.

"How long did it take you to learn this breathing method?" A fat sheep asked unwillingly.

"Three years have passed and I have become a peerless genius in my clan." Another fat sheep said with a livid face.

"How long did it take him?"

"Less than 30 seconds."

"I was angry and jealous. He made me look stupid."

"Me too."

"Kick him to death!"

"good!"

The two sheep sped up their progress and began to deliberately disrupt Little Doyle's rhythm. However, except for the initial discomfort, Little Doyle could always make a sheep cry the moment he was beaten, turning the force punched into his body into a force that strengthened his body.

Strength, he was in pain, but he felt that he should not miss this opportunity to become stronger, so he still persisted.

By the time the sun was about to go down, the two big fat sheep had almost turned into two big white balls, moving rapidly on the grassland. A black shadow huddled together was being beaten back and forth quickly between them, and the cry of the sheep echoed.

on the entire grassland.
To be continued...