Chapter 132: Dead Wood Meets Anger in Spring

"Master, what realm am I in now?" In the afternoon, Zheng Qiu waited for Master Wang in the warehouse hut and immediately asked about his cultivation.

Master Wang replied slowly: "Why worry, the realm is a thing, you will know it naturally when you reach it, and you don't need to be commented on by others." ”

"But the gladiatorial troupe is about to participate in the competition, and there are only seven or eight days to go, and I don't know my own realm, how to choose an opponent. ”

Master Wang's eyelids twitched, and it was obvious that he didn't know about the Liesha Gladiatorial Troupe's participation in the competition.

"Uh...... To participate in the competition...... Then I'll have to figure out a way for you to win. ”

Hearing this, Zheng Qiu's face was overjoyed: "Really, great, the master must teach me a few powerful tricks, I can only fight with my folded fingers now, definitely not." ”

"Definitely, you will cultivate by yourself in the afternoon, I will think of a way, and I will come to you as soon as I think of it. ”

After speaking, Master Wang stood up, patted off the dust on his clothes, and hurriedly stepped out of the snow.

He was in such a hurry to go out, so he naturally went to Lord Mingzong and reported the emergency to the adult.

Why did the master leave without saying a word, Zheng Qiu was puzzled, but he didn't have the heart to dwell on this issue.

The competition is approaching, so it's right to practice fingering, and maybe you can come up with a good way to practice it.

He crouched down on the edge of the debris pile in the warehouse, reaching out and rummaging through things that he could use to practice folding his fingers, any wooden pole, any stone, or metal piece.

Suddenly, there was something in the clutter that he picked up, giving him a familiar feeling, and Zheng Qiu immediately withdrew his gaze from the other clutter to find the familiar thing.

It was a wooden pole the length of his index finger, a medicinal rod to be exact, and he picked it up and looked at it carefully, recalling what brought the familiarity.

This pattern, this size, oh, I thought of it! Isn't this the herb rod that broke off when I used the folding finger for the first time?

He flipped the rod of the herb, only to find that the incision that had been broken at that time was missing, and the incision was replaced by a cluster of yellowed buds and leaves.

Strange, how can there be buds and leaves here, or are they withered and yellow?

Zheng Qiu leaned over to the window, pointed the medicinal herb rod at the light outside the room, and squinted his eyes to take a closer look.

After a while, a slightly familiar conjecture came to mind, could it be that this bud and leaf were broken that day and grew out?

Thinking of this, he immediately raised his right arm, flicked his fingers to cast his folding fingers, and pinched the rod of medicinal herbs again.

With a click, the herb rod shortens again, revealing a smooth incision.

Zheng Qiu stared at the incision tightly, waiting for the buds and leaves to emerge, waiting, waiting, waiting, his legs were sore, and the incision still didn't move.

"Why is it so slow, so anxious!"

Zheng Qiu pouted, and with his right hand, he used the third fingering technique of the "Cangcui Jue", and a wisp of white air spewed out from the tip of his index finger, hitting the stem of the medicinal herb and shattering and scattering.

Still no, even if he is already familiar with the first ten fingerings, the air flow that is hit by this still has no attack power, and such a small piece of wooden pole can't be pushed.

Hmph, he puffed up his arm and threw the wooden pole out of the window.

The medicinal herb pole fell into the courtyard and was stuck diagonally on the snow, Zheng Qiu glanced at the place where it fell, and his eyes were immediately firmly absorbed.

On the slanted stem of the herbs, a yellow-green sprout emerged, a vibrant color, so dazzling in the snow.

Quickly ran out of the house, picked up the herb rod and studied it over and over again.

Zheng Qiu found that the place where the buds grew was at the incision, wasn't this phenomenon caused by folding the flower finger?

His curiosity was completely aroused, and in order to find out the reason, he kept rummaging in the warehouse, finding more than a dozen medicinal rods of similar size, which were placed on the ground in turn.

Click, click, twisting his neck and fingers, Zheng Qiu moved his body to get ready.

Then pick up the leftmost herb rod and use the folding finger to break it, put down the two truncated rods, and then pick up the second rod and use the first fingering technique of "Cangcui Jue" to exert qi to impact it.

This is followed by the third root, with the second fingering, and the fourth root, with the third fingering.

Going down in turn, until the ten qi fingering techniques were cast, Zheng Qiu felt that the feeling of fullness in his stomach disappeared, and the white qi that came out from time to time in the seven orifices also completely stopped, and it seemed that a lot of qi energy had been consumed.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, staring at the rows of herb rods, expecting the image of his guess to appear.

After a while, the wooden pole on the far right shook slightly, and a yellow-green bud emerged from the pole, and after a few more moments, the penultimate bud on the right side also grew.

Zheng Qiu jumped up from the ground, oh my God, it turned out that his strength had such a magical ability.

As time passed, one herb after another sprouts sprouted, and he found the pattern.

The more qi energy released by fingering, the faster the herb stem will germinate, and the shoots will be larger.

And the two severed poles did not grow buds and leaves.

In the process of exerting the folded fingers, the energy is hidden in the fingers and is rarely emitted, which shows that germination is only related to the strength.

Zheng Qiu rubbed his cheeks, which were numb from excitement, and gasped for air, trying to calm his mood.

Master Wang said that the "Green Jue" he learned was a grass and tree exercise, and it turned out that this was the mystery of the exercise.

He couldn't wait to find more herb stalks, dried grass leaves, dried flowers, and roots, and experiment one after another.

Try it inside the house, try it outside the house, hold it in your hand, and try it in the sand.

Zheng Qiu found that the size and number of buds and leaves are also related to the environment in which they germinate, and when the plants are moistened with snow water and inserted into the sandy soil, the germination effect is the best.

After tossing for more than an hour, releasing too much energy, and feeling tired physically and mentally, he leaned against the wall, picked up the plants on the ground, broke off the buds and stuffed them into his mouth.

Some buds and leaves are sweet, some are bitter, and there are many different tastes such as sourness, astringency, and saltiness.

While chewing, he had a beautiful idea in his heart, the Great Wilderness does not grow anything, and the fruits and medicinal materials can only be transported in from outside the Great Wilderness.

At that time, there will be a sea of people, and the food will be eaten as much as you want, and Qing Shui can hire a lot of cultivators to help fight for it, and he will also buy a big house in the city and live with the eared cat and Ma Peng......

Suddenly, Zheng Qiu wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly thought of an imminent matter.

In a few days, we will participate in the gladiatorial competition, and if you lose your arm and leg in the competition, it will be useless to open the shop no matter how big it is!

Solving the problem in front of him first is the most important, Zheng Qiu decided to tell Master Wang about his discovery as soon as possible, hoping that Master Wang can come up with a way to let him survive the game safely.

Wait, wait, wait, until nightfall, Master Wang still did not appear. He had no choice but to leave the warehouse and go back to the stone house to sleep and rest.

And Master Wang, who he had been waiting for, was standing in a study at this time, quietly listening to the instructions of the person in front of him.

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