There was no need to collect dew today, so Li Yirou ignored the loud voice of the morning bird. She only heard Xiao Taxue get up on time and go out.
She calmed down and continued to improve her tendons and veins.
According to the book, humans have twelve meridians, including twelve collaterals and eight other collaterals. Every time a cultivator improves two of the twelve meridians, his cultivation level will be improved by one level.
After improving all twelve meridians with spiritual energy, you have reached the tenth level. At this time, if you improve the dantian with spiritual energy again, you can improve your cultivation by one level.
Li Yirou continued to apply spiritual energy to the shortest remaining meridian, but unfortunately, until the bell rang, only a small branch of the remaining meridian became transparent. She repeatedly applied spiritual energy to the remaining part, but there was no change.
After she pulled herself out, she even felt a little impatient, wishing she could just ignore it and continue practicing.
After calming down, Li Yiru prepared to cook, but she also realized that something was wrong with her.
She has never been the kind of person who forces herself to learn even though she knows she can't understand the subject. However, this time, although she knows that she has made no progress, she is unwilling to break away from the state of practice. Instead, she forces herself to continue improving her meridians, doing useless work for several hours.
Is it possible that practicing this is as addictive as trying to clear a level in a game?
Isn't it a waste of time to do something knowing it's impossible? Li Yirou couldn't understand herself. She felt like a social animal who was suddenly given a big promise and wanted to work overtime to complete those unattainable KPIs.
After cooking, he calmed down and prepared a pot of white porridge hotpot for Wang Xiuling. It was light and nutritious. Wang Xiuling felt special and felt more energetic after eating it.
After the disciples finished their meal, she took the time to teach Li Yirou how to make a dish that Elder Feng liked.
Xiaorou does have some talent in cooking. She tried this dish and thought it was pretty good that she could make it like this for the first time.
Even without her guidance, just following the recipe can make everyone marvel at the deliciousness.
"I've used one pill of this pill, and it doesn't seem to be of much use. You should keep it." Seeing that Li Yiru didn't need her to worry about her, Wang Xiuling handed her a small porcelain bottle.
It was the wasted elixir. She ate one, but then felt it was a waste to give it to someone who was about to die, so he returned the remaining four to her.
Li Yirou insisted that she eat it, telling her that even if it was of some use, it would be fine. Wang Xiuling refused in vain, and for the first time, she became anxious: "You don't understand! How precious this is to low-level cultivators!"
She knew this, otherwise she wouldn't have provoked Zhao Jinfan to snatch it away, and she would even be satisfied if she got one.
"Aunt Xiuling, I hope you're well and stay with me more." She put the porcelain bottle back in her hands. "Without your protection, how could I be so free? Besides cooking, practicing, and doing whatever I want."
Wang Xiuling clenched the small bottle in her hand when she heard that. Yes, if she went somewhere else, how could she, a menial disciple, have such sufficient time to practice? She would either be running errands or doing chores.
But with the protection of the elders, you won't be humiliated at every turn.
Wang Xiuling sighed and finally found some reason to live. She no longer thought about living a few days less and pushing Li Yiru to a better place.
As long as she is around, Xiaorou can make good use of her time in the dining hall to practice and gain more skills, so that she will have more confidence when she goes to see Elder Feng in the future.
She seemed to have figured things out, "Forget it, you young people sometimes see things more clearly than me." She went back to the house to rest, leaving all the time and space to Xiaorou, hoping that she could practice hard and live freely for some time.
Seeing that Wang Xiuling finally listened to her this time, Li Yiru no longer looked depressed as if she was waiting for death, and finally let go of her worries.
I gathered the dried flowers and plants, and thinking of the fragrance I smelled when I went to the Deacon's Hall before, I couldn't help but feel like making incense.
She picked out the roses that were not suitable for brewing, added a few sprigs of mugwort, mint, and rosemary, and roasted them in a small stove. After a while, the whole room was filled with a fresh and elegant fragrance, which made Li Yirou feel relaxed and even calmer.
While doing this, she relaxed and recalled the mistakes she had made in her practice.
The meridians were improved, perhaps because she had forced the refinement, which resulted in superficial changes but was not actually completely absorbed.
Li Yiru adjusted herself to the best condition and entered the practice mode again. The small section in the remaining meridian seemed to have undergone subtle changes again, and it was indeed still improving.
She understood and stopped introducing spiritual energy into new places, but instead repeatedly condensed that small section of the remaining meridians.
It also gradually changed from transparent to almost invisible, and when the spiritual energy was invested to a critical point, it slowly returned to its original red blood color.
But Li Yirou kept staring at it and could see that it had become thicker and a little tougher.
Under the impact of spiritual energy, it remained stable and motionless, but other unrefined meridians felt a noticeable dull pain.
Li Yiru exhaled a breath of foul air, and a faint sour smell came out of her body.
She had to clean again. It seemed that day after day, her life was so regular and predictable. In fact, she didn't dislike such days. They made her feel fulfilled and peaceful. What she feared most was the unexpected.
Xiao Taxue had returned at some point and was sleeping on the straw mat. When she saw Li Yiru washing herself, she hugged her head and turned her back to her.
Li Yiru laughed, dried her hair, and rested for a while.
It would be nice if she could take a bath. She really wants to take a bubble bath, how relaxing it would be~
After having a wonderful dream of taking a bath, Li Yiru didn’t want to wake up at all.
Today she got up after the bell rang. She felt refreshed after waking up and stretched. The incense really made people happy. Li Yiru wanted to give some to Wang Xiuling, but she was afraid that she would worry that she was not doing her job properly and it would affect her mood which had finally improved, so she decided to keep it.
When she went out to cook, she made a new dish specially provided by Elder Feng according to the recipe, but suddenly she saw a talisman paper fly into Wang Xiuling's room, followed by a paper crane holding a food box, and landed outside her door.
What is this? Ordering food? It's like a drone...
Li Yiru was very curious and stopped what she was doing. After a while, Wang Xiuling came out holding a talisman paper.
His handsome eyebrows frowned, "Elder Han ordered dinner..."
"What's wrong?" Li Yirou was puzzled. Wang Xiuling's rice was delicious and it was said that it contained a faint spiritual energy that could nourish the body. However, it took a lot of time to eat and was not as effective as the Qigong Pill. Most cultivators were unwilling to waste it.
It wasn't surprising that an elder wanted to eat her.
If she were such a powerful cultivator, she would want to eat and drink well every day.
"He has never ordered any food." Wang Xiuling was very surprised, but being a foundation-building cultivator is the norm in Yijian Sect.
She was about to see what to make when Li Yirou said, "Aunt Xiuling, let me do it. He's never tasted anything you cook before, so I don't think he'll be able to tell the difference."
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