Immortal Lord Qingxue and the others ran two laps with Ginger Cake.
As dawn broke in the east...
The three of them couldn't stay awake any longer and went back to sleep.
It's quite a novel thing.
In the cultivation novels that Jiang Bingbing used to read, the cultivators basically didn't eat, they usually took fasting pills, and they didn't sleep much either. They were full of energy after meditating at night.
The Eight Desolate Continents are different.
Although there are fasting pills here, they don't taste very good. Swallowing them is like chewing paper; they have no flavor at all.
I ate gingerbread once and never wanted to eat it again.
The monks here eat on time.
They sleep normally at night.
If one were to engage in seclusion and arduous cultivation like the senior sister, naturally there would be less time for rest.
The rest of the time they also worked at sunrise and rested at sunset.
When the sun is fully risen.
Gingerbread is just two laps away from finishing his grueling training.
"Luckily, I had the Bone Strengthening Pill, otherwise I would be crippled."
Gingerbread was so hungry that it balanced the bowl on its head.
He held the iron basin with his left hand and took out a piece of meat from the thousand-pound beast with his right hand to eat.
The taste was really mediocre, and it was also very difficult to chew.
Immortal Lord Qingxue had just woken up. He came out of the house and saw Gingerbread flash by. "Good disciple, you are really hungry. You can eat anything."
They even eat the meat of a thousand-pound beast!
That stuff doesn't even taste as good as fasting pills.
"Master, try running ten laps around Immortal Jade Peak. You'll be able to eat anything then."
After saying that, Gingerbread ran off on its head, carrying the big pot, and disappeared.
"I'm not old yet!"
Immortal Lord Qingxue was stirred by a surge of primal passion.
Hundreds of years ago.
That's how he trains.
"My good disciple, wait for your master."
Jiang Qingxue chased after him, and the two ran to the mountainside. Wen Yuzhao bent down to fetch water to wash the vegetables, and saw his master, dressed in a flowing white robe, running beside his junior sister.
The junior sister had an iron basin on her head.
He even had a bone in his mouth that he was gnawing on.
What's wrong with this world?
Wen Yuzhao rubbed his eyes, doubting he was seeing things, put the bucket aside, and chased after them.
The three of them ran for a distance.
He ran into the peacock practicing its sword again. Xie Yingnan had the kind of temper that dogs disliked, and he would go wherever there was excitement.
that's all.
The four of them, master and disciples, ran up and down the mountain, startling a flock of spirit beasts and birds within the peak.
The entire Xianyu Peak was in complete chaos.
Gingerbread thought that his master and the others were crazy, since they had already exercised and were still causing trouble.
I finally finished ten laps.
Immortal Lord Qingxue went to hold the Peak Master Conference, while Wen Yuzhao and Xie Yingnan went to the Merit Hall to receive their missions.
Gingerbread struggled back to its lodgings.
Old Huang sang a little tune under the tree, "Oh, is this a little turtle that came back after a little girl left?"
Gingerbread's mouth opened and closed.
Garlic.
She didn't have the energy to yell at anyone.
All I want to do right now is lie in bed and rest for a while.
Fenjue: "Go boil water and soak in a medicinal bath for an hour."
"Help!" Gingerbread sobbed as she walked out, mumbling, "I washed the garlic."
He said that, but his body was very honest, and he obediently boiled water as Fenjue told him to.
She guessed that if she didn't take a medicinal bath, her muscles would definitely be in excruciating pain the next day.
After taking a medicinal bath, Gingerbread did not go to bed but continued to meditate and cultivate.
Old Huang muttered to himself as he drifted around the courtyard.
"Is this still the same lazy little girl who seemed like she could eat and do nothing? This inhumane physical training, at this rate of cultivation, she's trying to ascend to immortality at the age of a hundred!"
When Gingerbread was in herbal bath, the muscles under her skin felt like they had been twisted.
The pain only lessened slightly after the medication was fully absorbed.
Fen Jue gave her a cultivation manual.
The basic cultivation method of this technique is the same as that of the Sword Sect, but it changes starting from the fifth form.
She glanced at her meridians before finishing her cultivation.
The meridians are thicker than before I started training.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion.
Fen Jue: "It's not an illusion. When your meridians are wide enough, you can absorb spiritual energy faster and your body can hold more spiritual energy. No matter how a cultivator cultivates, it is ultimately related to spiritual energy and spiritual roots."
"Spiritual power serves the spiritual root."
"You may appear to be the most useless of the five spiritual roots, but you are actually a chaotic spiritual root."
Gingerbread was finally in the mood to joke, "Wow, that sounds amazing."
Fen Jue corrected, "It's not just what it sounds like, it's truly powerful; a Chaos Spiritual Root is a rare find, perhaps only once every thousand years."
"Since you haven't formed your core yet, it's not advisable to say too much. Now that you've rested, continue your body training."
"?" Gingerbread was so angry that it left it speechless.
"I ran all night, I was cultivating during the medicinal bath, and I was cultivating just now. You want me to continue body tempering now?" Gingerbread's feelings were hard to describe.
Ten thousand cattle, horses, and beasts galloped through her heart.
After careful consideration, Fen Jue said, "That makes sense. Then you can rest for two hours before running again."
He had barely finished speaking.
Gingerbread fell asleep as soon as it hit the pillow.
We need to hurry; not a second can be wasted.
...
This month.
Gingerbread undergoes extraordinary physical training.
At the beginning, after running ten laps around Xianyu Peak, her chest heaved and she almost vomited blood.
Now he finishes the run without batting an eye.
It turns out that human potential is limitless.
She was also surprised by the changes in herself.
That day, after Jiang Bingbing finished her run and was about to take a medicinal bath, Fen Jue in her mind said, "Go find Ling Hanchuan tomorrow."
"Why are you looking for Senior Brother Ling?" Jiang Bingbing asked, puzzled.
“Let him kill you with his sword, and then you dodge his sword moves.” Fen Jue paused slightly, then continued, “The people of Immortal Jade Peak spoil you too much; they can’t bring themselves to be ruthless.”
However, it is not convenient for him to show up right now.
"OK."
Gingerbread readily agreed.
Fen Jue was surprised and raised an eyebrow in puzzlement.
Seeing that she agreed so quickly, and considering how hard she's been training this month, I'll let her rest for a day.
hey-hey!
This was all Gingerbread's scheme.
Since I'll end up going to Senior Brother Ling anyway, I might as well just agree and let her take a day off.
Gingerbread was lying in bed, lost in thought.
Old Huang emerged from the lamp and chattered, "Do you still want to make money? Look, you haven't written a single word."
"I know, I know, today I'll show you what a true master of the pen looks like."
She ran to her desk and buried herself in writing furiously.
I occasionally stop to eat.
Seeing how quickly Jiang Bingbing wrote, Old Huang wondered if he had really taken on a talented disciple.
An hour passed.
Gingerbread has finished eating and writing.
She picked up a stack of papers, waved them around, and said smugly, "Haha, guaranteed to be a bestseller."
Is this true or false?
Old Huang hesitated for a moment, then leaned down to look at the words that looked like gingerbread ants scurrying about.
He looked disgusted.
Gingerbread: "How was it? Wasn't it so well-written that it moved the cultivation world to tears?"
Old Huang threw his head back and laughed heartily, then spat on the table and scoffed, "What rubbish is this!"
Gingerbread: "..."
What does that mean? She can't be a hidden big shot anymore?
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