Chapter 54 Teenagers in the Cold Wind

"Xiaoqi, from tomorrow, you will enter the Zixin Forest to practice. I hope that when you come out, you will surprise us all." Long Jingdao looked at his grandson with a smile, but in his heart, he was still more worried. Heart demon, this shadow that has destroyed countless geniuses, planning is in people, and things can only be done in heaven...

In the Zixin Forest, a teenager, dressed in single clothes, stood in the cold wind and looked at the cold sun. Although it has been many days apart, Long Jingdao's words still come to his ears from time to time. If you want to make a breakthrough, you have to endure a harsher test. If you want to get more, you have to sweat ten times more than others.

"Haha, Zixinlin is indeed a magical place, and the feeling of collapse in the past has disappeared." Long Xiaoqi grinned and waved her fist heavily, mixed with the sound of wind.

Here, there is no high-end training equipment, without the careful guidance of Master Guo, but only Long Xiaoqi's experience and persistence.

Long Xiaoqi sat cross-legged on the ground, feeling the cold wind blowing through her body, and the pores on her body tightened, as if resisting cold air.

Grandpa once said that it is not difficult to train people's physical quality. As long as they are willing to suffer, it will be a matter of time. It is not difficult to break through the realm of war spirit. As long as you accumulate enough war spirit in your body, these are all natural things. It is difficult to have a fighting spirit in the body at that moment, which requires not only enough endurance, but also good physical and psychological coordination.

Long Xiaoqi closed her eyes and held her breath, as if she were on a green grassland. There was nothing else except the sound of the breeze passing through the grass. It's like sitting quietly in the middle of the sea. No matter how strong the wind is, Long Xiaoqi will not move.

Every inch of skin, every organ, and even every pore of his body appears in his mind, and clear pictures constantly appear in Long Xiaoqi's inner world.

The heart is moved by me, and the body is controlled by me, and Long Xiaoqi seems to have fallen into an inexplicable world. In this world, only himself, everything is part of the evolution of his body. He is the king of the world, and he is the master of the world.

The sun and moon in the sky are his eyes, the endless grassland on the ground are his skin and hair, his hair has turned into the stars in the night sky, the rivers are his blood, and his body has turned into the continuous mountains.

Long Xiaoqi's soul floated in the air, feeling all this, breathing the familiar smell, inhaling, exhaling, inhaling, exhaling... Not only is her nose breathing, but also Long Xiaoqi's body has also reached a stable state, exhaling, inhaling... There are no waves, no air floating, so she exhales smoothly Inhale, swallow the aura between heaven and earth, turn it into everything, and use it for your own use.

The cold wind roared crazily, mixed with snowflakes hitting Long Xiaoqi. At this time, the bad weather has become Long Xiaoqi's only enemy. As long as you defeat it, it is not far from success. The cold wind rolled up the snowflakes in the air and flew around Long Xiaoqi. He wanted to leave Long Xiaoqi here. He wanted to freeze Long Xiaoqi here forever. He wanted to defend his authority and punish those human beings who dared to challenge him with violence.

A big world outside, a small world in your heart. No matter how bad the environment in the big world is, it can't shake the stability of the small world. It is with the continuous energy in the big world that nourishes the small world.

There is nothing between heaven and earth, only the sun, moon, stars and myself. The cold wind is still raging, but Long Xiaoqi's figure is motionless, like a sitting old monk and an ice sculpture in the wind and snow.

"How long has Xiaoqi been there?" In the secret room, Long Jingdao sat in a chair and interrogated the two brothers of the Dragon Army.

"It seems to have been more than ten days!" Long Zhanhua thought for a moment and replied casually that even he didn't know much about Long Xiaoqi's secret training.

"It's been more than ten days..." Long Jingdao opened his eyes and slowly bit the words, with a happy expression on his face.

"Father, I don't know how Xiaoqi is doing?" The Long Zhanjun stood on the side and asked anxiously. Regarding Long Xiaoqi's secret training, Long Jingdao did not say much to the two, but told them that Long Xiaoqi was sent to the depths of Zixin Forest by him and was taken care of by an old man guarding the mountain to reassure them. At the same time, he told them not to mention this to the clan. Long Zhanhua is better. As a father, Long Zhanjun is naturally worried, but looking at Long Jingdao's calm eyes, it's hard to say too much. How could grandpa throw his own grandson into the fire pit!

"Don't worry! Xiaoqi will definitely surprise us all this time. Although he still had a calm expression, the inadvertent fluctuations between his words betrayed his excited heart.

"Hey..." For Long Xiaoqi, Long Zhanjun did not expect to step into the realm of unprecedented people at a young age, because the stronger the strength, the more responsibilities they will take. As long as he is happy, as long as he is happy, it is the greatest wish of the Dragon War Army, and it can also be regarded as an explanation for the passed away Zhang Lingfei.

The snow, getting heavier and bigger, wrapped the whole purple forest tightly, and even some branches couldn't resist the weight of the snow, made a crisp sound and fell down. Looking around, the silver snowy sea is bumpy, and everything looks so beautiful under the influence of nature.

There is only one place, which looks out of place. The bulge part is in the shape of a human, like half a body, but more like a snowman. The wind blew quietly, and the snowflakes on the "snowman" fluttered in the air with silver light. Gradually, the "snowman"'s head grew hair, followed by the nose, followed by the eyes and mouth.

Long Xiaoqi has been buried in the snow for a long time. He has forgotten the outside world. His spirit and soul live in his own small world and feel the subtle changes in every part of his body.

"Roar..." A long roar broke the unique beauty, and the birds that came out foraging were almost fell from the branches. The snowflakes trembled, as if they were afraid of this unknown creature, fluttered, and buried themselves under the body of the same kind.

Long Xiaoqi looked up to the sky and roared, and a sense of war came from his heart. Now he just wants to fight happily to test the results of these days.

He stood up swayingly. Although the cold of the quarter did not cause too much harm to Long Xiaoqi, it still made his body stiff and his limbs numb.

After a simple move, Long Xiaoqi looked at her body, and her face was full of surprise. At this time, he can clearly feel everything in his body, and even slowly control the pores on his skin to breathe. Xiaoqi's dream was like a thousand years. After waking up, her body changed greatly.

"Haha, it's so fun." Long Xiaoqi's childlike innocence suddenly squatted on the snow, feeling the opening and closing of her pores, and there was an indescribable excitement in her heart.

"It turns out that the fighting spirit still has this effect." Long Xiaoqi easily aroused the war spirit and felt the changes brought by her body after arousing the war spirit, which was indescribably pleasant.

It seems that it has been a long time! But why don't you feel hungry?" Touching her stomach, Long Xiaoqi felt very strange. According to reason, even if she reached the level of Grandpa's fighting spirit, it was impossible to completely open the valley. However, why did you not feel hungry in such a long meal, but full of energy and physical strength?

Long Xiaoqi shook her head. Since she didn't know, she didn't think about it. Maybe when she saw Grandpa, all the problems would be solved.

Humming and taking a cheerful step, Long Xiaoqi jumped to the clan, occasionally stepping on the snow, leaving only a string of deep and shallow footprints.

"The Long family has this person, and their fate is worry-free." I don't know when an old man in gray appeared in this snowy world and exhaled gently, as if he had understood something on his mind. He sneered and whispered a few words. Although the voice was not loud, he could hear it clearly in this quiet world. Looking at Long Xiaoqi's distant back, he nodded with satisfaction and smiled.