My brother carried the doomsday

Chapter 3 3. Cultivation

Chapter 3 3. Cultivation
Bai Ao didn't say much, and said directly: "Xia Yuan, you can work harder, otherwise, Bai will not recognize you as a senior brother!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Ju Neng became angry: "Bai Ao, what are you talking about?"

Bai Ao: "Xia Yuan is already eighteen, and he was only at the third level of the earth lock, so he can be a big brother? Seventh, feelings belong to feelings. The big brother in the academy has a lot of burdens on his shoulders. Let me ask you, now he is a big brother." Can you afford it?"

Zhu Ju Neng twisted his neck, "Elder brother will always be elder brother."

"Bai does not agree."

"Get out, don't you just want to be a big brother?"

Zhu Ju Neng put down the bamboo basket and slapped him.

After a while.

Both Bai Ao and Zhu Ju Neng were on fire, and Zhu Ju Neng was the pinnacle of the quadruple Earth Lock, so it stands to reason that he was no match for Bai Ao at all.

But even if Bai Ao got angry, he didn't use his real strength.

The two of you come and go, there are many phantoms.

Three locks show one virtual wheel.

However, Wuxin Xuegong's cultivation method is a misty, and the phantom appears to be a fairy.

Zhu Ju Neng's round phantom is an immortal guiding the way, if a finger sticks out from the cloud, Bai Ao has never used the sixth level of power, so it is the same.

The little junior sister was dumbfounded, and shouted from a distance: "Second Senior Brother, Seventh Senior Brother, stop beating, stop beating!!"

The two took advantage of the situation to block with their swords, separated further and stopped their movements.

Zhu Ju Neng gave a "bah", Bai Ao put his sword back into its sheath, his eyes were like eagles.

Xia Yuan also probably understood, so he turned his head to look at Bai Aoqi and said, "Second Junior Brother, do you want to be a Senior Academy Senior Brother?"

Bai Ao quickly shook his head and said: "I didn't mean that, I just didn't want to see senior brother being so depraved and absurd, that's all, the younger junior sister has already been locked in the fourth level, senior brother can't lag behind junior sister, right?
It was also my way of speaking that was wrong just now. Master and wife asked us to send [-] ready-made medicine packs. The brother took a medicine bath once a day and soaked it for an hour to absorb the medicine liquid.

For the classics of Wuxin Sword Dao, I have already fetched the power circulation diagram and ten volumes of visualization diagrams. Senior brother is on the top of the cliff, so don't slack off. "

He silently picked up the bamboo basket and put it into the cave on the top of the cliff.

The color of the snow is vague, reflecting the skylight, making it slightly dazzling.

The three talked with Xia Yuan for a while, saying that the northern part of the East China Sea is not stable recently, and the Sea Demon Palace seems to be ready to move. Recently, the communication between the five university palaces has been frequent, and the master went down to the Fenglan Academy again this morning. up.

In deep winter, two bright moons hang high in the sky.

Mountain Shadow Cui Wei.

Peak shadows like long swords fell on the cliff.

Xia Yuan turned the bonfire away, saw that the three-legged bronze cauldron had already raised a little heat, and the smell of medicine was coming out, but before the time came, he took a sword, pulled his left hand, and visualized The picture fell down like a horse training.

On the scroll, there are ink and wash outlines, with a few strokes, there is a rush of imagery.

He stared at the painting with both eyes, imagining how he would practice Wuxin Kendo. Slowly, slowly, his expression seemed to be trapped in the painting.

For the practice of learning palace skills at the ground lock level, one needs to first combine the visualization map with the state of mind, and then take advantage of this idea to practice swords, and then soak the medicinal liquid while it is hot, in order to gain something.

at this time
Xia Yuan seemed to see the white-clothed immortal with his hands behind his back against the wind, soaring through the clouds and the mist, with his immortal sword hanging high, and an ethereal aura came from him.

This breath broke into his mind, forming a strange inspiration, Xia Yuan closed his eyes.

Then, with this inspiration, he began to use the sword.

Essence and blood circulated, forming a wonderful connection with the space. Where the sword came out, a phantom appeared, but that phantom was not a fairy, but just a finger that the fairy casually pointed out.

A pointing finger is under the moon, and the bright moon casts a lone shadow, jumping like a spirit ape, drawing out the sword and dancing with the sword.

When he was covered in sweat, the three-legged bronze furnace was already steaming, Xia Yuan went to the campfire, tested the water temperature, then took off his clothes and got into the furnace.

Taking a deep breath, closing his eyes and immersing himself in the artistic conception just now, the liquid medicine started to condense towards him very well, gathered on the surface of the skin, and the power of the medicine penetrated into his body along the pores, the blood was turbulent, and a warm current flowed quickly Formed, and then pulled by a strange force, along the pores of his skin, drilled in, and began to impact the fourth chain bound to the body.

Ding.

Ding.

Ding.

The chain was shaken, but there was no sign of it breaking.

This is a matter that accumulates over time, and there is no rush.

And for these medicinal materials, each configuration needs two taels of silver, and the monthly expenditure is 60 taels, and a year is 720 taels. You must know that the income of a normal family in this world is only five or six thousand yuan, which is five or six taels. silver.

Therefore, it is also doomed that being a student in a palace is a very, very expensive profession.

What the academy can provide is some unique medicine pills, some temporary employment, or other things. Depending on these, each university palace can also be self-sufficient.

Of course, many of the palace students have good backgrounds and good family backgrounds, so the silver taels as a teacher's gift are naturally indispensable. In addition, the students' respective medicinal materials are also at their own expense, and only the palace lord knows the prescriptions. Can earn some.

As for Xia Yuan's training expenses, Master and Mistress paid directly.

In the cauldron furnace, the bronze is warm, and it is very comfortable to be able to soak in such a medicinal bath in such a deep winter.

He did not immerse himself in that comfort, but concentrated on mobilizing the power of the medicine, using this power to continue to rush against the invisible bondage.

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
The ground lock was trembling, but it was still extremely hard.

"It's still worse."

Xia Yuan murmured: "Wuxin swordsmanship is ethereal. If I were asked to practice this swordsmanship four years ago, I would have been naughty and escaped at that time. I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to understand it at all, but now it's okay. It seems that practicing Xuan There is really no rush.”

Another incense stick of time passed.

The medicinal liquid in the cauldron had been sucked dry, and the remaining hot water became clear. Feeling that the water temperature had also become cooler, Xia Yuan got up and walked out of the bronze cauldron. His body was strong, but there was not much fat. , it doesn't look like a muscle explosion, just like a leopard roaring in the mountains and forests, with a bit of wildness.

He put on his clothes, wrapped in a navy blue warm robe, opened another volume of visualization, and looked at the picture again.

On the picture, ink and wash are vertical and horizontal.

But it is the image of a fairy drawing a sword, the sword flying out from the clouds, looking lonely and arrogant.

Study for a while longer.

Xia Yuan just walked out of the cave.

The moonlight outside the cave is bleak, hanging down from the sky.

He took a small jar of fine wine and sat under the evergreen pine on the edge of the cliff, leaning against the tree trunk, drinking the wine, looking into the depths of Chiyue Mountain, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.
A month ago, he buried a dead man's urn there with his own hands.

And in March and April, the peach blossoms will bloom half a mile there, unparalleled in beauty, if she knows, she will be a little happier even under the nine springs, right?
(End of this chapter)

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