Douluo: My red lotus Godzilla soul pet

"Run? Why run? Only a coward would run!"

"Little girl, don't teach your little brother Li to be obedient."

Chen Xin and Gu Rong walked up to them.

"Oh..." Ning Rongrong lowered her head guiltily.

After saying that, he followed them towards the sect.

Arriving at the corner of the main hall, Ning Rongrong followed Sword Dou Luo Chenxin and left first.

And he followed his master Gu Rong through the corner and came to a small firewood shed.

There was a large blackened pot in the room, with firewood set underneath, and the water in the pot was already steaming.

"Don't stand there stupidly, come in quickly."

Gu Rong took out a lot of medicine from the storage ring, and then poured it into the pot. The aroma of the medicine instantly hit his face.

"Gu Gu, what are you going to cook?"

He touched his already full belly. Could it be that the master wanted to give him a small start?

But I was already full, so if I didn't eat, I wouldn't be giving Master the dignity of an old man.

Why! It’s difficult.

Gu Rong was slightly surprised when she heard what he said to her.

Can't help laughing out loud.

"Cook you."

Li Xingyun was a little confused, "Did I hear correctly? Master, are you going to stew me?"

"Well, you heard that right."

"But...Master, I don't want to die yet. I haven't married a wife yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked into the pot, and the hot potion instantly turned his skin red.

Especially the skin wounds left by today's practice, when combined with the potion, it was a burning pain.

"Ah! It's ancient, you don't play like this."

A fire stick hit him on the head, and Li Xingyun fell silent instantly.

"Close your eyes and practice quickly, don't fix those things that you have or don't have."

"Soaking for a longer time will help you recover faster, so don't waste it."

Gu Rong looked serious, not like he was joking.

But he was still adding firewood vigorously, and the fire was getting stronger and stronger, so that the potion was almost boiling.

Isn't this really cooking him?

However, Li Xingyun had no choice but to close his eyes and start practicing. His soul power circulated throughout his body through his meridians, cutting off the heat around him.

This way you can feel better.

The medicine penetrated through the tiny pores, causing itching like a crawler at first.

After five or six minutes, the medicine became more and more powerful, so much so that Li Xingyun's whole body was purple-red, his veins popped out, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"This therapy is so excruciating!"

While gritting his teeth, he began to digest and absorb the incoming medicinal power. The medicinal power rushed through the meridians, as if it was bursting out of the body.

Gu Rong added firewood while observing Li Xingyun's condition.

Judging from the current situation, as a master, he is still very satisfied.

Finally, his precious medicinal materials were not wasted.

More than half an hour passed before I knew it, and the sunset on the horizon had already set.

It was dark, and the entire sect was brightly lit.

Li Xingyun opened his eyes and found that his master Gu Rong had already left.

There was only red-hot charcoal left under the pot.

The potion turned pitch black, and the scent of the potion had long since disappeared. Instead, it emitted a foul odor.

"This must be the impurities and dirt discharged from my body. It stinks so much!"

After all,

He jumped out of it, shook his arm, and found that the previous soreness was gone.

The bruises and bruises on the body are no longer so obvious.

"As expected, the poor are rich in culture and rich in military affairs. How can a poor family withstand such a situation?"

In other words, Master has many treasures.

He first poured out the water in the pot and then put out the sparks.

Then he packed up his things and returned to his residence.

After washing up again and putting on new clothes, Li Xingyun was not in a hurry to rest.

Instead, he came to the practice room and began to meditate on "The Divine Movement without Traces in the Falling Sand", and the practice data began to be projected.

In my mind, the figure of Xianfeng Daogu demonstrated.

Like a black and white ink painting, the figure performs every move skillfully and naturally.

Li Xingyun's consciousness and body were synchronized and he started practicing.

But as he got further back, his movements became more clumsy and he began to be unable to keep up.

"The first move is so difficult even when it explodes with snow and falling sand, damn it!"

"I don't believe it. It's just a basic movement skill. How can there be a reason why I can't master it!"

Then this night, of course, he stayed up late.

……

Early the next morning, I heard Li Xingyun shouting excitedly.

"Successful! This first move isn't that difficult, haha!"

I thought it would be so difficult, but it’s not easy to do, huh!

Li Xingyun had already begun to dream about catching up with Jian Lao in speed.

But before he could be happy for too long, he was called up to practice.

"Jian Lao, I will definitely catch up with you today."

"Are you drifting off?" Chen Xin didn't care about him and jumped into the lake first, "Then let me see if you have that ability!"

There is a real seal under my feet,

Li Xingyun also rushed into the lake, deliberately showing weakness at first and keeping the same speed as yesterday to catch up with him.

Since Jian Lao stipulates that he can only maintain the same level of cultivation as himself, as long as he surpasses him, is it possible that he can still cheat?

The first style of explosive snow and falling sand!

Suddenly, his speed suddenly increased and he reached out to grab Chen Xin.

"Why did this kid become so fierce today?"

Subconsciously, he wanted to improve his cultivation level, but was deeply suppressed by Chen Xin himself.

After all, the rules have been established before.

"Forget it, let your boy win for a while."

His sleeve was successfully grabbed by Li Xingyun, who had a proud smile on his face.

"Mr. Jian, I said I would be able to catch you today, but you still don't believe me."

In the distance, Ning Rongrong happily patted Gu Rong sitting next to her.

"Grandpa Bones, Grandpa Bones, look."

"Brother Xiao Li has caught Grandpa Jian!"

Gu Rong stretched out his old hand and touched her little head, "I see it, I see it, this kid has made great progress."

Could it be that the medicine I took last night had an effect?

Gu Rong thought secretly in his heart.

"Okay, you're pretty good." Chen Xin smiled slightly, "Originally I didn't want to increase the difficulty so quickly, but you asked for it, don't blame me."

"What?"

After a while, sandbags were tied to Li Xingyun's feet and back.

Judging from the sound, it was filled with heavy metal blocks.

Li Xingyun shouted without tears: "Mr. Jian, you are cheating!"

"You're cheating? What I said was that I could suppress my cultivation level to the same level as yours, but I didn't say I couldn't put more weight on you."

"Hahaha!"

snort! Old than the lamp.

He bullies my teenage comrade without respecting martial ethics.

The increased difficulty also made it more difficult for him to maintain balance when chasing Jian Lao in the lake.

It's like everything is back to square one.

In the afternoon training, it became even more miserable.

In addition to the original training, Gu Rong added flogging.

"Clap!"

He slapped Li Xingyun's body hard, his master was not merciful, and blood marks could be seen almost everywhere.

So much so that after the day's practice, Ning Rongrong came over to help.

She still couldn't bear to persuade him: "Brother Xiao Li, you'd better run away."