Chapter 152

With a gurgling sound, Zhou Li felt hungry. She touched her stomach and put down her dagger. She wanted to find something to eat here to fill her stomach first, and then think about killing people. Otherwise, she would starve to death before she killed the devil.

Mortals need to eat, let alone Zhou Li who has not yet embarked on the path of cultivation. Chen Yingmeng had given them fasting pills on the way. Now the effect of the pills has worn off, and Zhou Li was starving. Zhou Li remembered that when he went up the mountain, he passed by a bamboo forest, and he didn't know if there was any food there. Anyway, this hall was so deserted that it didn't look like there was any.

Zhou Li looked at the road ahead carefully, trying his best not to step into the pits. The pits here were big and small. If you stepped into a small one without paying attention, you would just fall. The big ones could be several meters deep. With Zhou Li's current small body, he was afraid that if he fell in, he would not be able to climb out.

She held the dagger and put the sword manual in her arms. She was so hungry that she had no appetite to read.

Walking and looking all the way, she finally walked into a bamboo forest that was cut in half. The grass in the bamboo forest was half a person's height. Zhou Li saw some bamboo shoots on the ground. She was finally happy and pulled them out as if she had found a treasure. After pulling for a long time, the bamboo shoots did not loosen at all. Zhou Li looked at her little hands in distress. She was too weak. She suddenly had an idea. She took out the dagger and dug into the land around the bamboo shoots. She easily dug up the soil. With another pry, the bamboo shoots broke into two sections and was successfully pried off by her.

It’s good enough as long as there is something to eat, Zhou Li is not picky.

Peel off the old bamboo shoots on the outside, and the tender bamboo shoots inside are crispy and sweet.

After eating a little, Zhou Li regained her strength and dug out a few more. She didn't want to go deep into the bamboo forest, so she found a few more mushrooms, made a fire on the spot, and roasted the mushrooms and bamboo shoots to eat. After eating half full, Zhou Li casually clapped her hands, wiped the ashes on her hands on her body, and carefully took out the sword manual.

This was her first time encountering this world of immortal cultivation. She was certain it must contain the secrets to immortal cultivation, and she was somewhat excited at the thought of being able to control the wind and rain in the future. But when she opened the sword manual, she was stunned. She knew every word separately, but why didn't she recognize them when they were put together?

"Sink the Qi into the Dantian, exhale and inhale..."

She knew Dantian, but what was Qi? Zhou Li's mind was full of questions.

As an outsider to the world of immortal cultivation, Zhou Li had no idea what the so-called spiritual energy was. Only when she was testing her spiritual roots, she briefly felt it for a brief moment with the help of the spiritual technique that Shi Yi had injected into her body, but this was not something she could understand now.

Zhou Li flipped through the book in distress. The front part contained some methods of breathing in and out, and the back part contained sword manuals. The sword techniques had to be combined with mental skills and techniques. The techniques were easy to understand, but when Zhou Li picked up the sword and stabbed forward as the book said, it was limp and powerless, and she couldn't feel any airflow at all. She put down the sword after practicing a few times. Without a master to guide her, she didn't even know the most basic method of cultivation.

Zhou Li put away the sword manual in frustration. She looked at the tall palace, hesitated for a moment, and decided to go find the Demon King first. If she could really kill the Demon King, she wouldn't have to practice anymore. The mission would be completed, and she could go back directly.

Zhou Li returned the same way, walked through the hall and went to the room at the back.

There were countless rooms at the back. Some of them could be opened by Zhou Li with a push, while some seemed to be under a spell. The door was obviously not locked, but Zhou Li could not push it open. She didn't know where the Demon King lived. Zhou Li looked at the mostly deserted rooms and thought that if the Demon King's room was like this, she wouldn't have to kill anyone because she couldn't even open the door.

Zhou Li found the pharmacy, but it was empty, and the medicine bottles on the shelves were all empty. He also found a warehouse, which contained a lot of things, but they were all miscellaneous items, as if they were just carelessly piled there. Zhou Li saw a lot of treasures that were extremely precious to mortals, but they must be worthless in the world of immortal cultivation.

She was not greedy and pushed open several rooms in succession, but they were all empty, as if the owner of the house did not care about them. Finally, she pushed open another room, which turned out to be a guest room. The room was dusty, but there was a bed. Zhou Li was also tired. It was not easy for her short legs to walk so much.

Zhou Li also gave up the idea of ​​killing the Demon King. With so many rooms, she was afraid it would take her forever. She might as well wait for the Demon King to come find her. She tidied up the room, found a pond to fetch some water, wiped the dust in the room, shook the dust off the quilt and pillow, and then Zhou Li went to sleep. After all, she didn't know magic, so for a cultivator, this was just a matter of removing dust. Zhou Li missed Chen Yingmeng a little now. At least Chen Yingmeng had some conscience and would not abandon her, a child, here.

On the first night at Qingyun Peak, Zhou Li curled up uncomfortably and slept all night.

The next day, Zhou Li slept until noon before reluctantly opening her eyes. She yawned and pushed open the door, seeing a crane flying through the clouds in the distance. Zhou Li looked at it enviously, thinking that if she had wings, she would definitely be able to leave this damn place.

Breakfast was bamboo shoots and mushrooms again. Zhou Li didn't find anything to eat yesterday. She remembered that there were clothes in the warehouse. Zhou Li was still wearing the tattered cloth she wore in the village. She went to the warehouse to pick and choose. The clothes piled there were all gorgeous clothes, but they were all adult clothes and didn't fit her at all. Zhou Li compared them and decided not to change. She opened a few more rooms, but still didn't find anything to eat. There were countless doors in front. Zhou Li sat on the threshold and hesitated, thinking that she shouldn't just sit there and wait for death.

I heard that cultivators would stay in seclusion for a long time. What if the Demon King was gone for decades? When Zhou Li came out of seclusion, she shuddered at the thought of her gray hair and living on bamboo shoots every day. She took a deep breath, stood in the yard, and roared with all her might: "Ah ...

Sitting on the bed, she looked calm and composed, but in fact, the Nascent Soul in her body was bleeding from all seven orifices, and her spiritual orifices were constantly being washed by spiritual energy. Just when Liang Yiliu was about to be unable to suppress the spiritual energy in her body, a sharp sound pierced her eardrums, making her alert instantly. She pinched her fingers and continuously compressed the spiritual energy in her body. The Nascent Soul in her body also kept making the same hand gestures as Liang Yiliu, and the spiritual energy that was about to overflow was continuously compressed by her. The originally vaporized spiritual power turned into a silver-white liquid, and one drop, two drops, three drops of spiritual liquid appeared in the veins. Liang Yiliu opened her eyes, and a layer of white flashed in her eyes, and gradually returned to black. She sighed and got through it again.

She stood up and jumped out of bed. The stinging pain from her veins being stretched by spiritual energy was still there. She waved her hands and continued to chant spells, one spell after another repairing the scars on her body. She also performed a set of boxing techniques before she felt relieved.

Zhou Li shouted several times: "Master! Where are you! I am starving to death!"

Liang Yiliu pushed open the door, a smile flashing in her eyes. It seemed that her new disciple was not a person who stuck to the rules. She did not intend to abandon the child like this. It was really because she had a problem in her body and was in a hurry to deal with it.

Just when Zhou Li was disappointed, a man suddenly descended from the sky, picked up Zhou Li and tucked him under his arm. Zhou Li took off instantly. Liang Yiliu's voice came from the wind, "Master is here, I'll take you to dinner."

Practitioners who have not established their foundation cannot practice fasting. Although it is not easy to practice if you eat too many grains, you cannot starve yourself to death. Generally, when you enter the fifth level of Qi training, you will gradually try fasting. Most practitioners will no longer indulge in food and drink at this time. They will take fasting pills to clear the impurities in the body and work hard to establish the foundation.

The Wuji Sect has a canteen for disciples in the Qi Refining Stage. Liang Yiliu didn't covet it before, but her situation is different now. Liang Yiliu wants to use various methods to delay her own practice, and gradually finds pleasure in these external things.

She was at the Nascent Soul stage and could practice directly without the help of external forces. She picked up Zhou Li and went to the cafeteria.

Zhou Lishengtian cried out a few times. Although she had experienced such a shock yesterday, she still didn't dare to open her eyes. She didn't open her eyes until the wind on her face became gentle. Then she cautiously opened her eyes and saw that she was protected by a shield of spirit energy. The wind could pass through, but it was no longer so biting. She stretched out her small hand and poked the spirit energy shield. Seeing that the clouds and mountains were under her feet, she suddenly felt heroic. She muttered a few words under her breath, "It's not that scary."

With Liang Yiliu's strength, she naturally heard it. A smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she said lazily: "Disciple, you must study hard, otherwise you won't even have food to eat in the future. Here we are."

The canteen was built at the outer gate. Inner gate disciples were usually accepted and fed with various elixirs, including fasting pills. However, Liang Yiliu did not have these things. She was rich and had a high level of cultivation, so she naturally would not prepare these things for beginners.

When they arrived at the place, she left Zhou Li behind. Zhou Li was still dizzy, so she pushed him and said, "Go eat, I'll pick you up later." Then she disappeared again.

Liang Yiliu was going to prepare everything needed to support his apprentice. Since he had accepted him, he could no longer be careless as before.

Zhou Li smelled a fragrance, found the right direction, and saw the sweet big white steamed buns. Suddenly, his dizziness and legs were no longer weak, and he ran forward.

"Brother, can you give me a steamed bun?" Zhou Li asked sweetly.

"Eh? Where are you from, Junior Sister?" The senior brother who was serving food looked down at Zhou Li, who was leaning on the stove and begging for food. "Which courtyard are you from? Why haven't I seen you before?"

Zhou Li blinked her eyes. She didn’t know either. The Demon King hadn’t told her.

Seeing that she was dressed in rags, the senior brother thought that Zhou Li was bullied. After all, there was a group of new people on the mountain, and he knew it. He immediately stuffed two steamed buns into Zhou Li's mouth with heartache, and then made a big bowl of meat and vegetables and put it on the table next to Zhou Li. Seeing that Zhou Li started to eat, he scooped a bowl of soup.

Zhou Li began to eat happily, while his senior brother sighed beside him.

"It's so small, I have to tell the dean."

Zhou Li ate and drank his fill, patted his belly and burped.

The senior brother asked, "Junior sister, what's your name? Which courtyard are you from?"

Zhou Li didn't understand the Wuji Sect's division of disciples. He pointed to a mountain peak he could vaguely see in the distance and said, "My name is Zhou Li, and I live there."

The senior brother turned around and took a look, then smiled and said, "That's where the inner disciples are. You're still young, so if you practice hard, you'll be able to get there one day. Now, don't dream. Tell me, is there anyone from the outer courtyard bullying you? I'll help you talk to him."

Zhou Li looked at her kind senior brother with an innocent face. Was she really not lying?

Zhou Li said, "No one bullied me. I was hungry, so my master brought me down from the mountain to eat."

The senior brother looked at Zhou Li with disbelief and pity, wondering if the kid had been bullied into being stupid. Just as he was about to comfort Zhou Li, a clear and pleasant voice suddenly came from behind him: "Have you eaten? Let's go back to the mountain."

The senior brother turned around stupidly and saw a woman in gorgeous clothes standing behind them with an elegant temperament. She stood with her hands behind her back, making it difficult for people to look directly at her. The senior brother didn't even see what she looked like, but he felt that the other party's aura was dazzling and he couldn't help but bend his neck.

Zhou Li walked over happily and chirped, "Master, the food here is so delicious!"

"If you want to come and eat, then you can learn to fly the sword yourself. Otherwise, just eat the fasting pills in the mountains. I, your master, can't cook."

Liang Yiliu said lightly, and at the same time stretched out her hand to Zhou Li. When Zhou Li saw her movement, she knew that she was going to carry her up the mountain again. She got ready, and sure enough, Liang Yiliu flicked her sleeves and carried Zhou Li up to the sky.

Zhou Li said goodbye in heaven: "Goodbye, Senior Brother!"

That senior brother just realized that this ragged junior sister was actually telling the truth. Only those who have reached the Nascent Soul stage can fly in the air. And in the Wuji Sect, there are only seven peak masters who have reached the Nascent Soul stage!

Senior Brother was terribly excited. Wasn't that Liang Yiliu, the legendary Qingyun Sword Master who never accepted disciples?! She accepted a disciple?!

According to legend, she used the Qingyun Sword to challenge the disciples of the other four major sects and won the championship for the Wuji Sect, but there was no movement after that. The next movement was thirty years ago, when an evil dragon appeared in the East China Sea and injured countless people. Rumor has it that the master of the Qingyun Sword traveled in the East China Sea and killed the evil dragon with just one sword. What kind of ability is this?

The senior brother stood there, gazing into the distance with yearning.

Zhou Li was brought back to Qingyun Peak by Liang Yiliu again. This time, Liang Yiliu did not just walk away. Instead, she handed Zhou Li the bracelet she had snatched from the sect leader and instructed him, "This is a storage bracelet. It contains the things you need."

Zhou Li looked at the storage bracelet and it didn't move. Liang Yiliu frowned and heard Zhou Li say shyly: "Master, I don't have any spiritual energy and I don't know how to use it."

Liang Yiliu's brows relaxed and he even wanted to hold his forehead.

After practicing for a long time, she really forgot what ordinary people look like.

She took out the Taoist robe and the Qigong pills and handed them to Zhou Li. She also put the bracelet on her and said, "Go change first, then come to me. I will teach you how to draw Qi into your body."

When Zhou Li heard this, his eyes lit up and he ran away happily.

After changing clothes, Liang Yiliu channeled spiritual energy into Zhou Li's body, and the clothes that had originally ill-fitted him immediately became snug fitting. She said, "This Taoist robe has the ability to automatically purify dust, and it also bears the Wuji Sect's seal. Wearing it will make you invulnerable to water and fire."

Zhou Li looked down curiously, and then Liang Yiliu said, "Sit down."

Two cushions appeared in front of her without her knowing when, and Zhou Li sat down obediently. Liang Yiliu frowned at her messy hair. He had endured it for a long time, but he couldn't help it. Even the laziest people around her would tie their hair up and wear a high crown, at least making themselves tidy. Although there were some people who were not tidy, at least they didn't dare to reveal their inner thoughts in front of Liang Yiliu. If they dared to, Liang Yiliu would speak with strength.

A comb appeared in her hand, and she stood behind Zhou Li and combed Zhou Li's hair.

It was a little unfamiliar at first, and Zhou Li's scalp hurt so much that he fell backwards.

Zhou Li pursed his lips and said, "It hurts."

Liang Yiliu was stunned for a moment before she slowed down her technique. She pursed her lips, looking cautious as if she was facing a formidable opponent. After all, she could smash a mountain with one palm strike. She seldom did hair combing, but she quickly mastered the technique and gave Zhou Li a Taoist hairstyle.

The sleeve brushed against the back of Zhou Li's neck, making her wince. A faint "okay" sounded, and Zhou Li shook her head, feeling refreshed. Her opinion of the Demon King changed, and she even felt a little guilty. She thought, "Isn't this man's temper quite good? He doesn't look like the Devil King of Destruction." At least he was quite patient with her, a child, though he had no conscience at first.

Liang Yiliu sat on the futon opposite Zhou Li and said in a deep voice, "Keep your mind focused, calm your mind, and feel the pattern of my energy entering your body. Find the energy in your body, control it, and let it enter your spiritual orifice!"

It’s too early to ask for leave, so I got out of bed and started writing.