Lin Chunfang secluded herself for two days, and appeared on time on the third day to make some body-strengthening medicine for Li Yiru. Li Yiru couldn't refuse, so she had to trouble her senior sister.
Her life for the next 10 days was still a straight line between the courtyard and the dining hall. She finally used up all the medicine bags for tempering her body.
Li Yiru's skin has basically returned to its original whiteness, and its toughness has increased a lot. Even a light scratch with the knife Aunt Xiuling gave her will not cause any wounds.
There has been a noticeable improvement from the skin, bones, muscles to the entire body.
When Li Yiru threw a punch, it even brought out a gust of wind.
She no longer felt dull pain in her meridians while practicing, and was left with a feeling of spiritual excitement.
So this is how other people practice, pure joy...
Li Yiru was so excited that she walked around the yard. Suddenly, she found that the firewood she had taken from the canteen was still piled in the corner. She slapped her forehead and realized that she had been so busy recently that she had forgotten about it.
He put the firewood into the backpack and hurried over. He seemed to have noticed that there was not much firewood left in the canteen yesterday, but he only remembered it now.
Wang Xiuling was cooking in the yard. Seeing Li Yirou, she frowned and said, "Xiaorou, didn't you finish your body tempering yesterday?"
"Auntie Lingxiu, I'm here to return the firewood." Auntie Xiuling remembered it so clearly, yet she still said she had a bad memory and forgot many things...
"Besides, I'm afraid I'll have to come here to eat for a few more days. I exchanged the fasting pills for some walnut charcoal."
"It's really because our residence is too close to Master and his family. The firewood will produce smoke, and we're afraid of disturbing them."
Wang Xiuling nodded and said, "I still have some fasting pills. I'll get you a bottle later."
"No, Aunt Xiuling, save it for when you don't want to cook."
Wang Xiuling sighed. Xiaorou was also a person of her word in this regard. Every time she tried to persuade her, she would get herself into trouble.
If she doesn't want it, then forget it.
"By the way, how does your master treat you?" Wang Xiuling stared at her this time, as if she was afraid that she would lie.
"It's okay." Li Yirou didn't try to coax her this time, but instead said something nice, "He doesn't pay much attention to me, and only checks on my cultivation occasionally."
"But I still have my senior sister, who is very kind to me. If there is anything I need to do in my cultivation, she will help me."
"That's good." Wang Xiuling stared at her for a while, and seeing that she didn't seem to be lying, the worry in her eyes gradually dissipated.
Li Yirou had a hunch and asked, "Aunt Xiuling, why do you ask that?"
Wang Xiuling thought for a long time before speaking to her, "Yesterday, Xiaoman, that is, Elder Feng came to see me and told me something about your master. I was a little worried, that's all. It's all in the past, don't worry about it."
"What's the matter with Master?" Li Yirou was very curious about her half-spoken words.
"That's right..." Wang Xiuling paused before continuing, "Elder Feng didn't expect Elder Han to accept someone with spiritual roots like you as an inner disciple. He said that he used to be aloof and ruthless. He was very contemptuous of the menial disciples, outer disciples, and even the leaders, and had a very bad attitude."
"Once, two outer sect disciples and menial servants somehow offended him and were beaten to death by him."
"It is said that later, Sect Leader Lu Guanqing even made him swear that he would never harm these disciples at will in the future."
The more Li Yirou listened, the more surprised she was. She never expected her master to have done such a thing. She thought he was the kind of person who appeared to be somewhat enthusiastic but appeared cold, otherwise how could he have saved her.
But my mind suddenly recalled the discomfort I felt when I first met my master, and the cold look that flashed by him.
No, no, Li Yirou thought of her master's kindness to her and just wanted to speak for him, believing that there must be a reason.
"Maybe those two disciples did something against the law of nature." Wang Xiuling concluded. After all, he was quite nice to Xiao Rou, and he shouldn't be the kind of person who would kill innocent people just because he looked down on low-level disciples.
Li Yirou nodded, and Wang Xiuling urged again, "Okay, eat first, and then go back quickly after you finish eating."
Li Yiru was feeling confused and finished eating in silence. Wang Xiuling asked her to go back quickly and not waste time.
The body tempering was over, and she didn't have the energy to find reasons to convince her because of her master's matter. She just told Aunt Xiuling to tell the headmaster if she felt unwell and not to cook anymore.
Wang Xiuling smiled and said, "Don't worry, if I can't do it, I will definitely go and I won't force myself."
Back in the house, Li Yirou also persuaded herself that no matter how her master treated others, he was a good person to her. He saved her and gave her the status of an inner disciple. How could she be obsessed with his wrongdoings towards others?
Without further hesitation, she opened the last paper book - "Tai Chi Sword Techniques".
The title page of the book is inscribed with "Five Elements Tai Chi Sword". It is divided into five parts: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. It is a sword move based on the five types of exercises. There are also some auxiliary pictures to illustrate the moves.
I finished reading it with great interest, and there were three small words written at the end of the book - End of the first part.
This book is divided into upper and lower volumes, but she has already borrowed all the paper books on martial arts in the library. Could it be hidden in the pile of picture books?
Li Yirou wanted to learn the basics of swordsmanship first. A sword cultivator is a cultivator who uses weapons for close-range attacks in combat. Since most cultivators use swords, they are generally called sword cultivators. They are similar to the melee attack characters in the games Li Yirou played in her previous world. They can deal high damage in combat, but they are also more vulnerable to injury.
Magic cultivators like Senior Sister Lin Chunfang can fight from a distance. Their advantage is that they can maintain distance and have more reaction time to protect themselves. Their disadvantage is that their damage is not as high as that of sword cultivators.
Li Yiru was helpless when facing Zhao Jinfan's two attacks. Her spiritual roots were too weak, and the effect of her magic spells was even mediocre. If she could learn some basic sword techniques first, she could unleash stronger magic power.
I followed the diagrams in the book and imitated the movements. Every time I guided the spiritual energy to my fingertips, it was like a flameout, with a crackling sound and then there was no power.
I took out the dagger that Aunt Xiuling had given me before, but it was still the same.
It may be that his cultivation level is low and he is unable to unleash the power of the sword technique. Another possibility is that he does not have any magic weapon. After all, this dagger is just an ordinary weapon.
Li Yiru lamented that the formation plate was about to be exchanged and she would have a few days of leisure, but she didn't expect that she would have to save money to buy a handy weapon again.
When it got dark, she stopped studying, made a cup of heat-clearing tea and took a break, preparing to meditate and practice after returning from her snow-walking trip.
As the time was running out, it still hadn't come back. Li Yiru was worried that it might have seen something good and wanted to bring back, and might get hurt.
Just as she was wondering what to do, she saw the shadow of a kitten jumping down from the wall. Li Yirou went forward to greet it and saw that it was holding a smaller ball of fur in its mouth. It looked like a mouse, which might be its food.
Li Yiru felt relieved and went back to her room to practice, but Taxue followed her in and pestered her, nudging her hand with his head.
She stretched out her hand in confusion, and Taxue let go with a snap, placing the little ball of fur in her palm.
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