Lying on the bed, Rogge didn't have any idea of resting, but he didn't feel good about going out and bouncing around.

After all, he is now a hard-working, hard-working man, who has just returned from the 100,000 mountains, and he has seriously injured one arm.

As soon as his mind moved, a bone was in his hand, and Rogge was very curious about what was it that deliberately let the sea buckthorn be carried on his body. You must know that this middle-level martial artist has nothing else on him, he doesn't have any money, only this one bone.

The bones are as smooth as white jade, and in the well-lit tent, they reflect fluorescent brilliance.

Rogge held it in his hand and played with it, and after opening the pulse for the second time, Rogge's body changed slightly, his skin looked white and tender, and the calluses on his hands had also shed a lot. Rogge's more sensitive palm gently rubbing against the bone was also a novel experience.

"Huh?!"

Rogge sat up, the skin of his fingers as if he sensed subtle lines on the bones. Rog picked up the skeleton and put it in front of him to look closely, but he still couldn't see anything.

It shouldn't be, if there are really lines on the bones, it makes no sense for the sea buckthorn to see it? Is it the wrong way?

Rogge's eyes lit up slightly, and his true qi reached his eye sockets, and he continued to look at it, but there was still nothing, and he used his true qi to completely cover the bones and sense it carefully.

Suddenly, several tiny handwriting flashed in front of his eyes. Rogge was overjoyed, although he didn't read those words clearly, he had already mastered the method.

There are actually miniature carvings on the bones, although they don't know what they are, but Rogge has already discovered its value. It's just that Rogge hasn't completely controlled the true qi in his body yet, and he can't reproduce the miniature carving microscopically.

It is necessary to achieve the microscopic control of true qi.

Originally, Rogge still wanted to slowly adapt to the skyrocketing true qi, but it seems that he can't come step by step now, driven by the unknown microsculpture on the bones, Rogge feels full of motivation.

The majestic earth true qi was constantly running in his body, and Luo Ge sat cross-legged on the bed, his mind moving slightly, and began to peel off the true qi.

Rogge's true qi was three fingers thick, and it was separated by one-tenth for the first time. The second stripped was only half of a tenth, but it was quite easy. The third time was a little difficult, because he hadn't yet adapted to the skyrocketing true qi. The fourth peel took half an hour, and the difficulty skyrocketed.

The fifth was nearly an hour away, and the sixth stripping was over, and Neville brought in all the dinner. It was already late at night when the seventh time was completed, and there was faint sweat on Rogge's forehead, his mind was very depleted, and his eyes were full of exhaustion, you must know that his physique at this time was at the peak of the first rank, and it was not even weaker than some middle-level martial artists.

Rogge gritted his teeth and insisted, he didn't believe he couldn't do what Seabuckthorn could do.

Neville had a worried look in his eyes when he came to deliver the food, and although the captain had eaten all the food, he hadn't rested at night. He came to see it during his night patrol, and Rogge had been sitting on the bed. He knew that the captain was cultivating, so he didn't dare to disturb even if he was worried.

Rogge never sleeps, and has been stripping away his true qi. The true qi stripped during eating can still be maintained, and Rogge's eating is not affected. Sleeping is not good, but fortunately, he has a strong physique, and he can hold on without sleeping for a few days and nights.

Uncle Mark and Duroc's squad leader have come to him these days, and they didn't bother him when they saw him cultivating. Duroc also wondered why the adjutant didn't come to him, and later heard from the squad leader that he was in retreat and penance, and was very satisfied with Rogge's diligence.

Ten days have passed in the blink of an eye, and Rogge has remained in this state, he is physically and mentally exhausted, his spirit is extremely depleted, his brain is tingling, and he wants to lie down and sleep, but the belief in his heart supports him not to give up.

The sweat on his forehead was dry and wet, wet and dry, Rogge's mouth was dry, and he felt like he was about to collapse, and the wisp of true qi that was being peeled off had not been completed for a whole day and a night.

Sweat kept coming out of his body, wetting Rogge's mattress, and his face was pale and yellow, as if he was terminally ill. This is a sign that the mind is exhausted to the limit.

The true qi was stripped off little by little, and Rogge, who had already forced himself to the precipice, was sitting on the bed, but he felt that his whole body was trembling, and his spirit was stretched into a line. He couldn't hold on anymore.

It's just the last little bit......

Rumble.

The last wisp of true qi was finally completely peeled off, and Rogge, who had relaxed, felt that the whole world was surging towards him, and the earth attribute elements in the air were clearly presented in front of his eyes.

In addition to the overwhelming earthy yellow, there was also a slight reddish and azure purple leaning towards him affectionately, was that a fire attribute aura?

Rogge's consciousness gradually fell into darkness, and when he relaxed, he fell asleep happily.

When Rogge opened his eyes again, it was already three poles in the sun, and the light was a little dazzling. Rogge squinted and lay on the bed, reluctant to get up, and while he was asleep, True Qi relieved the soreness on its own.

Carrying wisps of true qi extending from the body, the scene before falling asleep is presented in the perception again. Because of the exercises he practiced, there must be a lot of earth attribute around, and red is the fire attribute?

What's purple is it, is it water? No, it's blue. Could it be the thunder attribute?!

Rogge pondered, except for the earth, fire, and water attributes, which were more popular, and Ryan Nord had introduced them to him, there were too many other relatively rare attributes, but they were just generalized and did not tell Rogge.

Alas, Rogge sighed, although the cultivation of the affinity attribute would be twice the result with half the effort. But he only had the soil attribute exercises of the military camp in his hands, and it was useless to think about anything.

Rog picked up the nameless skeleton at the head of the bed and received a hidden place. Although I would like to know what exactly the miniature sculpture is, now is obviously not a good time.

Uncle Mark and Duroc have something to look for him, he has to go to see it, if nothing else, it should be a matter of going north, calculate the time, it's almost time.

"Neville!" Rogge shouted out of the tent.

"Boss. Neville rushed in, a little happy to see Rog wake up.

"You go to the quartermaster and get me some food!" Rogge had just woken up hungry, and when he saw Neville turn around and go out again, Rogge got up and poured water into the tub. I haven't taken a bath for more than ten days, and my body is rancid.

"Uncle Mark!"

Rogge, who was well fed and drunk, walked a few steps to Mark's tent and shouted loudly. His left arm still drooped unnaturally, and many officers and soldiers in the battalion already knew that this fierce man had been wounded while encircling the wolves.

"Looks like it's not lightly injured!"

"I don't know if I can participate in the siege of Waka Castle. ”

Rogge, whose control of true qi was to the extreme, also greatly enhanced his hearing, and noticed whispers in the distance. Rogge remembered that he seemed to have talked about this place in the last meeting, and it seemed to be a difficult bone to gnaw.

Rogge entered the tent, and Mark had just finished training, wiping the sweat from his body.

"You kid, it's a good deal!" Mark stared at Rogge, a little surprised, feeling that this junior had changed a lot, his skin seemed to be whiter, and his eyes were brighter.

"Uncle. Rogge grinned.

"How's the arm?" Mark put down the towel.

"It's been around for a long time. Rogge waved his left arm up and down, and Mark smiled dumbly, he saw Rogge come in and hold his arm, and thought it was not good.

"Okay, it's okay, I'm going north in the next two days, so I don't have to worry about you. ”

"Uncle, I'm not going to stay in the barracks anymore. ”

Rogge's face was very serious, not like a joke, and Mark's face was solemn.

"Are you serious?"

Rogge nodded, these things must be told to the uncle, and the uncle will not harm him.

"Since you've decided, go your own way," Uncle Mark patted him on the shoulder fiercely, "Uncle you, I have long seen that you didn't eat this bowl of rice." ”

"Thank you, uncle. Rog's eyes were a little moist, and Mark's support was important to him, the only elder in his world.

"Alright," Mark handed him a towel, this rough man who has been a horse all his life doesn't know how to comfort people, "I will take care of those brothers under your hands, don't worry!"

Rogge took the towel and wiped his tears, and gave a vague "um", he didn't expect to want to cry, a little ashamed.

"It's okay to go, you've never been to the barracks' training ground, and the captain of the Leonnord guard has a lot of opinions about you!"

Rogge was also very aggrieved, he also wanted to go, and there had not been a morning since the beginning of the pulse.

Mark didn't ask what he was going to do after that, he knew Rog had a plan of his own. He won't inquire, otherwise it won't be safe for Rogge, after all, a place like a barracks is not something you can walk if you want to.

The two chatted for a while, and Rogge asked a few questions about the exercises, and Mark said everything he knew, and there was really no way for him to understand what he didn't understand.

Knowing that Rogge was going to find Duroc, Mark urged him to leave, and he could guess that Duroc would definitely arrange to go north. Rogge was the lieutenant of the squadron, and it was not a problem for him to stay all the time.

Mark sent Rogge out of the tent and looked at Rogge's back, his eyes moistened.

When the eagle grows up, it always has to fly!