"I said a few words to you, and you're so angry?"
The maid laughed uncontrollably, and after some frolicking, she suddenly sighed, "As the saying goes, beauty brings disaster. Miss Sheng is born with such a beautiful face. If she stays here for too long and loses the young master's protection, I'm afraid..."
"Pah, pah, pah!"
Xiao Tao frowned, "What are you talking about, you crow-mouth? The young master has deep feelings for Miss Sheng and would never abandon her."
"Then how many times have you seen the young master come to the East Courtyard?"
The maidservant lowered her voice and gossiped, "I think the young master accepted Miss Sheng into the sect just for the sake of fame. When the excitement wears off, who knows how he'll treat Miss Sheng."
"Just tell me this, don't tell anyone else."
Xiao Tao's face was serious. "If more people know about this, it will definitely reach Miss Sheng's ears. Even if Miss Sheng has a gentle temper, she won't tolerate such talk and will definitely punish you. You better not get into trouble."
The maid was so frightened that she covered her mouth, nodded repeatedly to show that she understood, and trotted away.
Xiaotao looked at her back and sighed softly.
She knew Miss Sheng's situation very well, but as a slave, she could not help Miss Sheng in any way. The only thing she could do was to try her best to complete Miss Sheng's instructions and not let anyone disturb her when she was practicing sword.
Xiang Sheng, who returned to the inner room, naturally had no idea what had happened at the door.
She placed the branch on the edge of the table, and with a thought, she scooped out a pot of Yuanquan from the blood ring.
This batch of Yuanquan was obtained by soaking snow water in a blood ring at the foot of Xuanwang City Mountain. The blood ring did not contain any spiritual energy, so the effectiveness of the Yuanquan was unknown.
Ever since she ran into Xiang Hongyu and his group, she was afraid of exposing her true identity, so she never opened the blood ring.
Now that Xiang Hongyu has gone to the main peak to practice, his wounds have scabbed over and he no longer needs to have the dressings changed by others, so naturally he doesn't have to endure it anymore.
Thinking of this, Xiang Sheng raised his head and drank a big mouthful of Yuanquan, silently sensing the changes in his body.
Soon, the spring water began to emit tiny streams of hot currents, which passed through the meridians.
The badly damaged meridians immediately returned to their original state as if time had reversed, and the hidden injuries in the body were also moisturized. The long-standing feeling of chest tightness gradually disappeared.
After sitting quietly for a while, Xiang Sheng stood up and stretched his body. He suddenly felt that his internal injuries had mostly healed, his meridians were intact, and his true essence had begun to condense and would no longer leak out.
The healing effect has not weakened at all.
Xiang Sheng heaved a sigh of relief, took out a magic pill and ate it, then drank a mouthful of spring water. He used his true energy to block the heat flow from circulating in his body, preventing it from touching the external wound, maintaining the external injury to prevent detection.
After completing this step, Xiang Sheng picked up the branch again, stood in the middle of the room, recalled Fourteen's movements, and prepared to chop down!
At first, after dozens of times, Xiang Sheng's movements were still a little unfamiliar; after more than a hundred times, his movements had gradually become standard; after more than a thousand times, his downward chopping movements had become extremely smooth.
More than 10,000 times——
A sharp pain radiated from between her arm bones, causing her hands to twitch uncontrollably. Her blood vessels and meridians became dilated and suddenly burst, with dense beads of blood oozing out of her pores.
After the severe pain, there was soreness mixed with a strong numbness, as if the hands were no longer hands, but a pair of rotten wood.
Is the limit reached after just over ten thousand times?
Xiang Sheng frowned slightly, swallowed the Yuanquan in his mouth, and urged his true energy to heal his wounds quickly.
The warm current from Yuanquan flowed through his arms, and the numbness quickly faded away, replaced by a tingling sensation.
Compared to the first surprise, Xiang Sheng had become accustomed to this feeling. After waiting for a short while, his arms recovered as if they had never been injured.
Xiang Sheng looked out the window at the gradually brightening sky, but his mood did not relax.
As early as when Fourteen mentioned the "mortal limit", she thought that Yuanquan could offset this limit, which was enough to achieve success in a short period of time.
But after a night of hard training, his swordsmanship did not improve as much as he had imagined. At most, he could only be considered to have mastered the "sword chopping down" action.
This is not really an achievement in the system of swordsmanship.
"Is it because my mind is not pure enough..."
Xiang Sheng seemed to be lost in thought, his lips slightly pursed.
Recalling the night's practice, although she was mentally focused enough, she was a little impatient. Her mind was not on the sword, but on time and results.
More haste, less speed.
She understood this principle early on, but it seemed difficult to clear her mind and focus only on the sword.
By the time I had sorted out this thought, the sky had completely brightened.
She wiped the blood from her arms, lowered her lifted sleeves, stood up and walked out.
"Someone come."
Before Xiang Sheng finished speaking, Xiao Tao pushed the door open and said, "Miss Sheng, the bath water is ready."
Xiang Sheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled gently: "Thank you."
Xiao Tao blushed, "Miss Sheng, please go quickly. I have already sent the others away."
"Um."
Xiang Sheng didn't hesitate and immediately went to the bathroom, and Xiao Tao quickly followed.
In the water room.
After taking off his clothes, Xiang Sheng sat in the pool. In the white mist, one could see scars and blood scabs all over his shoulders and back.
Xiao Tao looked at this and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Miss Sheng really knew her limits. As long as the wound didn't break open, it was good.
She picked up the towel, avoided the blood clot, and wiped it carefully.
After a night of hard training, Xiang Sheng sweated a lot. After washing himself and changing into clean clothes, he felt refreshed immediately.
She steamed her hair dry and put it into a simple bun. Seeing Xiao Tao about to leave with the dirty clothes, she suddenly said, "Wait."
Xiao Tao turned back in confusion, "Miss Sheng, what's wrong?"
Xiang Sheng took out a pill bottle and stuffed it into Xiao Tao's pocket, while reminding her: "Don't show off your wealth. Don't let others see it."
Xiao Tao was immediately flattered and quickly refused, saying, "Miss Sheng, you misunderstood me. I'm not helping you for the elixir."
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