Chapter 49 Sticking

The next morning, when Xueling got up, she saw that it was already dawn, so she turned over quickly, and when she opened the door and entered the small courtyard, Chu Li was already practicing sword in the small courtyard.

His sword is as powerful as lightning, extremely fast, but silent, there is no hissing sound of piercing, if it is a sneak attack, it is really hard to guard against.

When she saw Chu Li, she felt unnatural, blushed, and hurried into the kitchen.

Practicing the Taiyin Jue last night entered the realm faster, the effect of the Eight Taiyin Forms is much stronger, and the guidance of a master is really important, he only knocked himself three times with the scabbard, and the effect of the Eight Forms of Taiyin was almost doubled. Different.

Chu Li smiled secretly when he saw her hurrying into the kitchen with her head bowed, her sword not stopping.

The door of the small courtyard was opened, Suru came in wearing an apricot-yellow blouse, looked at his sword skills, and said with a smile: "It's such a fast sword, it's almost comparable to Miss!"

Chu Lijian kept smiling and said: "Yes, Miss's sword is faster, far inferior!"

This is not modesty, he only found out after practicing Kuaijian that after reaching a certain speed, it is difficult to go faster, no matter how fast he can't beat Xiao Qi.

"Of course!" Suru laughed and said, "Miss practiced the ancient sword scripture, you can see that it is Taishang Huijian, but it is only one aspect, and you can't see the more mysterious aspects. Ordinary sword skills are not good for Miss. use."

"Taishang Huijian..." Chu Li suddenly withdrew his sword, and the sword light all over the sky suddenly dissipated. He returned to the small pavilion and put the sword back into its sheath, and hung it back on the Zhu Zhu: "Is this the meaning of the Huijian cutting the thread of love?"

"Well," Suru said with a smile, "Taishang Huijian targets the flaws in the soul, and it has surpassed the level of swordsmanship. Alas... these are just words, and it's useless if you don't experience it yourself."

Chu Li was thoughtful.

"Should the Sky Spirit Tree be alive today?" Suru asked.

She didn't eat any food, so she wanted to come and have a look.

As she spoke, she came to the Tianling Tree and looked at it carefully.

Chu Li stretched out his hand to dig the soft spiritual soil, exposing the bottom of the dead branch, and pointed to the hair-thin sprout: "Did you see it?"

Each small bud is full of green and full of vitality.

Suru's bright eyes widened, and she smiled in surprise, "He's really alive!"

Chu Li smiled and said, "Congratulations!"

"Alas..., unfortunately, there is no way for you to be promoted." Suru shook her head and sighed: "Miss will find a chance to make up for you!"

Chu Li waved his hand and said with a smile: "It will be too eye-catching if you upgrade again."

Rank 6 has already made him the youngest rank 6, and if he goes up to the top, he is too eye-catching.

He understands that the exercises given by Xiao Yueling are the young lady's compensation, and the Vajra Duer Divine Art is no matter how you say it is the top skill of Daleiyin Temple, its value is immeasurable.

The merits he has made are far from the value of the Vajra Duer divine power. It would be about the same if he fed the Heavenly Spirit Tree and cultivated several kinds of spiritual grasses.

"It's best to think like this." Suru nodded, "Don't worry, Miss will not treat you badly."

Chu Li smiled and said, "I'm already very happy to be able to share my worries for Miss."

Suru gave him a white look: "Stop coming!"

She could see that Chu Li's character was not the kind of selfless devotion, with his own ambitions, it is impossible for an extremely smart person like him to have no ambitions, and the young lady is wise, so she is not afraid of ambitious people.

Chu Li said: "Have you got the spiritual grass seeds? It can be planted!"

"In two days." Suru said, waving her little hands: "I'll go back to Zhang Luo first, and get it as soon as possible!"

After Suru left, Chu Li continued to practice the Vajra Survival Magic Kung Fu, Xueling chanted scriptures, and he tried to transfer the aura of the Tianling Tree. It had already survived and the aura was usable.

As soon as the Vajra Duer Divine Kungfu is practiced, the Kurong Sutra runs on its own, and the spiritual energy of the Tianling Tree pours in.

The spiritual energy is extremely pure, after entering the body, it runs along the route of Vajra Duer's divine power, and the muscles quickly feel it. If the spiritual energy he obtained before is like water, the spiritual energy of the Sky Spirit Tree is like mercury.

After practicing in the middle of the morning, Chu Li felt that he had reached his limit, his muscles were swollen and numb, and he couldn't practice any more, otherwise it would be harmful and useless.

He paused, contemplating.

I am not talented enough, my muscles are not strong enough, and I can't resist the Vajra Duer Divine Art. If I want to prolong the practice time, I must first improve my muscles.

He searched in his mind and found an ancient prescription, an ancient medicinal bath prescription.

This recipe is very effective, but because the spirit grass is hard to find, it is gradually discarded and lost. The most important thing is Xuanli grass, which grows slowly, is delicate and difficult to raise, not to mention that it is not considered a spirit grass, and has almost no medicinal value. However, this ancient prescription cannot be done without it.

"Xue Ling, I'll write a prescription, and you can go to the manager to get the medicine." Chu Li paid off, came to the hall, and sat in front of the dark purple table.

Xue Ling researched the ink for him, and Chu Li wrote down a prescription and handed it to Xue Ling: "If you don't have Xuanli Grass, ask the manager if you can get it. If you can't, get its seeds."

He took another piece of paper and outlined a medicinal herb with a few simple strokes, which was as clear and realistic as the real thing.

Xueling nodded in agreement, picked up the paper and blew a few breaths, and took it away when the ink was dry.

Half an hour later, Xue Ling came back with a bag: "My lord, there is no Xuanli grass or seeds in the library. The manager said that he will find a way to find it."

Chu Li nodded.

Without Xuanli Grass, these elixirs are useless. The elixirs in this prescription are not expensive, they are all ninth-grade elixirs, so they are affordable.

Chu Li sat in the small pavilion and thought for a while, then got up and picked up a wooden stick in the corner: "Xue Ling, hit me with this."

"Huh—?" Xue Ling looked at him.

Chu Li smiled and said, "If you have a chance to vent your anger, don't let it go!"

"No way." Xueling said shyly, "Why did you beat me, Young Master?"

"Practice." Chu Li said.

"How heavy is it?" Xueling took the stick.

The wooden stick that was as thick as the baby's arm was heavy in his hand. It was a pine stick, not strong, but no matter how weak it was, it still hurt to hit the body.

"Use half of your strength first." Chu Li said, "Try before you speak, come on!"

"Did I hit you?" Xueling raised her stick.

"Stop rambling, hurry up!" Chu Li made the first gesture: "Back!"

"Bang!" A stick hit his back firmly, making a muffled sound.

Chu Li felt the feeling of the stick hitting his muscles, and nodded: "Very good, use more strength!"

"boom!"

"Okay, try harder!"

"boom!"

"Keep going!"

"boom!"

"Keep going!"

"Young master, I am doing my best!"

"That's it, come on!"

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...

Xue Ling swung the stick for more than 20 times in one breath, with all her strength, the gloom of these days was swept away, and the corner of her mouth was smiling.

"Crack!" The long stick broke.

Xueling looked at the broken stubble of the stick and shook her head, she felt out of breath for a while, the pine stick was stronger than expected.

Chu Li closed his eyes slightly, and used the big round mirror to gain insights. His muscles were hit, and the internal force of the Vajra Du'e Magic Kung Fu rebounded, and it operated faster, and the efficiency was faster than usual practice, and the effect was good.

"Go get some more sticks," Chu Li said.

Xueling left the small courtyard slowly, and when she came back, she carried a bundle of wooden sticks, ten in total, of different woods, all about the thickness of a baby's arm.