"My dear disciple has been very tired recently, not being home every day."
“I don’t know what I’m busy with.”
Shang Wu muttered as she looked at the busy figures in the kitchen.
Master knows nothing about Xiao Li’s progress.
"He should be practicing swordplay."
Ying Bing withdrew his gaze.
These days, she became more and more certain that it was not a coincidence that Li Mo asked those questions last time.
Because every day, Li Mo would ask new questions about kendo, and many of them were extensions and in-depth answers to yesterday's questions.
What does this mean?
This shows that he did not slack off, and after the discussion, he practiced and studied hard.
That's why I go out early and come back late every day.
"He works so hard?"
Shang Wu blinked, a little confused.
“It’s hard work.”
The beautiful eyes reflected in the teacup flashed a hint of appreciation.
If you ask her what she relied on to reach the ninth heaven in her previous life.
A supernatural physique?
Peerless talent?
No, for those who are truly qualified to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, those are just icing on the cake.
Only persistence.
This is the most precious treasure that is easiest to obtain but also easiest to lose for anyone who goes upstream in the long river of martial arts.
"Eh? He has made great progress recently."
Shang Wu's face flushed, her almond eyes sparkled as she said, "Then in this Nine Peaks Martial Arts Competition, it's time for our Qun Yu Peak to impress others!"
Actually, it’s not quite accurate to say that I was impressed.
I haven't participated in Qun Yufeng for many years...
Shang Wu has been coveting the rewards of the Jiufeng Martial Arts Competition for a long time.
According to the disciples' ranking in the martial arts competition, the sect will give them very generous resource rewards, including but not limited to martial arts, elixirs, rare treasures...
"I wonder what kind of reward will be given to the champion of this martial arts competition."
The more Shang Wu thought about it, the more outrageous it seemed.
The champion of the martial arts competition is the current chief of Qingyuan Sect.
The rewards are even more exaggerated.
"Reward..."
Ying Bing added a cup of tea and his thoughts drifted far away.
I can’t remember clearly the other rewards.
But there is one item among them that the top three in every martial arts competition have.
That means you are qualified to choose a unique skill.
Thinking of this, Ying Bing gently stroked the Tianshuang Sword.
The swordsmanship of the first owner of the Tianshuang Sword was among the ultimate skills, and the same is true for the Chixiao Sword.
Those two unique sword techniques complement each other, resonate with each other, and confirm each other.
To be precise, this is actually a sword technique.
"The Sword Art of Sun and Moon" comes from Tianshan Sword Manor.
This was originally a martial art that allowed two people to communicate with each other through swords and make progress together.
Throughout the Qingyuan Sect, many people have tried to recreate the power of the two swords combined, but they have all failed. The reason is that they have been focusing on trivial matters.
"It's almost time for dinner, come and give me a hand."
At this time, Chef Li's voice came from the kitchen.
Ying Bing put Tianshuang down and walked into the kitchen.
We are having hotpot tonight, the soup base has been prepared, and Li Mo is cutting the side dishes with his back to the door.
"Li Mo."
"Hmm? By the way, you don't eat chili peppers recently, right?"
Li Mo was very focused and didn't even turn his head.
"No, what's your current realm?" Ying Bing asked.
Li Mo was silent for a while, then asked tentatively:
"The peak of the late Qi and Blood Realm?"
Ying Bing: “?”
Isn't it enough for you to just say that the Qi and Blood Realm is perfect? Where do so many suffixes come from?
In fact, Xiao Li also has his own difficulties.
Others have only twelve meridians when their Qi and Blood realm is perfect, but he has now opened up thirty-five main meridians.
Obviously, this cannot be generalized with the normal perfection of Qi and blood state.
"Then I won't add chili peppers. We'll have clear soup tonight."
Li Mo was also a little curious and asked, "How is your progress?"
"I can rest in peace tonight."
"Let's add some spiciness. It's not hot pot without chili."
Ying Bing's tone was indifferent, but it seemed as if it was a done deal, without any consideration of the possibility of failure in breaking through.
Student Li was not surprised by this answer.
It's just Bingtuozi's normal performance.
"As expected, you won't stay in the Inner Breath Realm for too long. How are your preparations for the Nine Peaks Martial Arts? I'll put more garlic in it. I enjoy eating garlic."
"I will win the Nine Summits Martial Arts."
"You can get yourself a garlic dish."
Well, the picture is a little weird.
Among the shocking information, there are topics such as whether to add chili peppers or garlic to hot pot.
Neither of the two parties felt there was anything wrong with it.
"You've made great progress recently."
Ying Bing spoke softly and wrapped the minced garlic with Xiaguang and put it into a small bowl.
"It's nothing compared to you."
As a descendant of the Yellow Emperor, Xiao Li has always upheld the traditional virtue of modesty.
"Don't be modest. I can feel your progress."
Ying Bing's eyes reflected Li Mo's busy back, and he said softly: "Except for me, your swordsmanship is second to none among your peers. You have a chance to compete for a ranking."
Li Mo paused for a moment, then smiled and said indifferently:
"What's the point of arguing about that?"
"You don't want to meet me in the finals, do you?"
Student Xiao Li really has no interest in competing for ranking.
He has no shortage of rewards from the sect.
"I hope you get into the top three."
Suddenly, a voice as loud as jade falling to the ground was heard.
clang--
Li Mo was stunned for a moment and turned around.
The girl stood at the door holding a hot pot, the moonlight shining from behind her, casting a bright glow on her fair skin.
The night wind blew past, and the clothes her mother had sewn on her body rippled...
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