"Please take this bottle of Qigong pills." Li Yiru didn't need to sell the Qigong pills for the time being, so she thought of giving it to Wang Xiuling, which would save her from having to cook an extra meal.
"I still have some, and my monthly salary is enough to buy the fasting pills." Wang Xiuling also refused to accept them.
The two suddenly smiled at each other. They really cared about each other.
Li Yirou no longer forced her to accept it, but just chatted with her while clearing away the dishes left by the disciples.
Wang Xiuling didn't let her do this, so Li Yirou came up with another excuse, "Aunt Xiuling, I'm digesting my food while I'm cleaning. It's been a good quarter of an hour, so I can run back now without getting a stomachache."
"Let me help you for another month. After I finish tempering my body, I won't have the free time." Li Yirou said as she put the dishes into the pot and started washing them.
"You see, I can also practice some water magic at the same time."
Seeing this, Wang Xiuling finally stopped refusing and instead carefully asked about her life with Elder Han. Listening to her calm and joyful narration, the slight worry she had was put to rest.
"Okay, go back and practice for a while, and come back in the afternoon." Wang Xiuling began to urge again. Li Yiru had to joke that Aunt Xiuling disliked her, and then she left.
Watching her small figure leave, Wang Xiuling always had a relieved smile on her face.
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After returning to the room, Li Yiru hurried to read. She had to master the common sense as soon as possible, otherwise she would always miss steps during the practice.
She opened the "Essential Techniques", which was a book about basic techniques. Unlike the one distributed by the sect before, these techniques required one to reach the first level of Qi Refining before learning.
Putting it aside for the moment, Li Yiru started reading "Twelve Volumes of Spiritual Objects" again. This book recorded all kinds of natural treasures. Her cultivation was too low, and she had no chance to explore them at the moment.
But when she turned to the last volume, it was about magic weapons. Li Yiru became serious, as she needed to understand this.
Magical weapons are divided into many levels. The lowest level is ordinary weapons, which are instruments that have not been refined by weapon refiners, like the dagger that Aunt Lingxiu gave her in the dining hall before.
Next are magic weapons, spiritual weapons, magic treasures, spiritual treasures, immortal weapons, and divine weapons, each of which can be divided into low-grade, medium-grade, and high-grade (or low-level, mid-level, and high-level).
Most of the magical weapons from Lingbao onwards have weapon spirits or are nurturing weapon spirits, which can help cultivators in combat to a certain extent, but such spiritual objects are hard to find in the world.
According to this book, immortal weapons and divine weapons only exist in legends and have never been seen.
Because no one has ascended to heaven in this world for three thousand years, and immortal artifacts and divine artifacts can generally only be refined into a grade higher than immortal artifacts by cultivators who have ascended to heaven.
The book focuses on magical weapons, which are commonly used by low-level cultivators. Ordinary cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage have never seen spiritual weapons.
Magical weapons contain spiritual energy and mostly have auxiliary functions, which can enhance the effects of some monks' spells.
Li Yiru looked at the thin bracelet on her wrist. This magic weapon possessed the magical power of "hiding", so it could probably be classified as a spiritual weapon.
What about space?
She had never seen much in the world of cultivation, so she could only guess what kind of magic weapon the bracelet and the space in her sea of consciousness were.
No longer wasting her energy, Li Yiru read for a while, stretched, and then ran to the cafeteria for a meal.
I was still out of breath after running back. The trip was about 10 kilometers, which was much more tiring than running morning exercises at school.
She wiped the sweat off her body, but the clothes she wore were always dry and clean and did not need to be washed.
After injecting spiritual consciousness, she discovered that the inner disciples' clothes were low-grade magic weapons, which had certain defensive capabilities and could also increase the power of magic spells.
As night fell, Li Yiru lay down to rest for a while. When she came back from walking on the snow, she petted the kitten again. She relaxed and sensed the spiritual energy of the five elements, absorbed the spiritual energy of the space, and practiced until dawn.
The remaining meridians have been improved by nearly half, and the progress of the first level of Qi Refining is close to 50%. Li Yiru is full of confidence and seizes the time to practice horse stance for another hour until dawn.
After a series of high-intensity exercises, Li Yiru's thin legs were trembling a little, and her muscles were sore and unbearable. She quickly absorbed another round of spiritual energy before going to the Deacon's Hall.
Chang Shuqing was also holding a jade slip and reading it. Seeing Li Yirou coming, he greeted her warmly. This time, he turned around and walked into the room behind the curtain, leaving only a sentence: "Junior sister, wait a moment."
After a few minutes, he took out a familiar cloth bag, which was probably the kind that could hold a lot of things. Li Yirou thanked him sincerely.
"Brother, I don't have anything good to give you. Please accept these herbal teas." She also wrapped the teapot in cloth, which contained the spiritual-replenishing herbs that Han Yuzhen had given her as a reward, as well as a bottle of spiritual-replenishing pills.
Even so, it cannot compare to the value of these body-tempering herbs.
The last time Zhao Jinfan beat her to death, he didn't let her go, but held the spiritual herb tightly in Li Yiru's hand. When she woke up, it had dried up.
Li Yirou thought it was a pity that she could only mix other ordinary flowers and herbs to make spiritual tea.
When Chang Shuqing heard that it was herbal tea, he accepted it without refusing. Seeing that another disciple had arrived, Li Yiru said goodbye to him.
After Chang Shuqing finished his work, he opened the package and saw that in addition to a pottery jar of tea, there was also a bottle of elixir. The little girl was really well.
Moreover, the tea was mixed with spiritual herbs. Chang Shuqing felt a little happy and a little sighed. After all, she was an inner disciple and her life had improved.
I heard that what was brought before were some sweet fruits from the trees, and Li Qianxing caught him and laughed at him.
He laughed dryly at that moment, but in his heart he felt the same sadness.
Seeing her hard work and not giving up in her cultivation, Chang Shuqing was encouraged. His spiritual roots were much stronger than hers, so he decided to try again!
Li Yiru went to the dining hall to eat again, and shyly borrowed a lot of firewood from Wang Xiuling.
During this period, she needs to boil water and cook the medicine bags. Once she reaches the first level of Qi Refining, she can go to the back mountain to collect firewood and return the things to the canteen.
Even though she took a detour and ran in less crowded places these past two days, she still attracted the attention of many disciples in the sect. Many people guessed what she was doing and laughed at her for not yet tempering her body.
So what if he's an inner sect disciple? His cultivation level is still the lowest in the sect. As expected, he's from the same clan as Chef Wang, and the dining hall is known for producing lackeys.
One of them was a contemporary of Elder Feng, who could run a dining hall even though his cooking was so bad; the other one was even more amazing, who had directly hooked up with the elder and became an inner disciple.
Li Yirou turned a deaf ear to this, did what she had to do, and ran back to her residence carrying a basket of things.
I made a small progress today. I can run with heavy objects on my back at the same speed and I don’t feel exhausted.
She put the things down and couldn't wait to take out the package to look at it. Another golden light flashed. The herbs inside were just enough for her to temper her body for two rounds.
Chang Shuqing also packed each set of body-hardening medicine in a small bag for her, and the dosage was also adjusted according to the proportion, but there were some crumbs, not as good as if you bought it for money.
Li Yirou was a little surprised by how detailed his division was. He was indeed a member of the Deacon Hall and had done his job to the utmost.
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