The fabrics in the cold palace textile courtyard are all defective products picked by those Zhenggong Niangniang, of course, there are no good fabrics. But Chang Jing, as the director of this textile institute, still has some treasured fabrics. She took Chen Yuelai to the textile and cotton mill, which was Chang Jing's personal studio with a three-foot-long cotton bed.

"Father-in-law Chen, wait a while, I'll go get it. Chang Jing said with a smile, then walked to the side of the cotton bed, bent down and dragged out a dusty wooden box from under the cotton bed, this wooden box is about 24 inches long, the wood is golden silk nanmu, which is very worthless wood in this world.

Chen Yuelai can only be described by the idiom of tyrannical things.

Call!

Chang Jing exhaled in a breath of air, blowing away the dust deposited on the wooden box.

Suddenly, a layer of mist covered the market.

"Ahem, cough, cough .....", Chen Yuelai was choked and coughed hard. The flying dust quickly settled, Chang Jing took out a silver key and stuffed it into the lock hole, opened the wooden box, and there was a thick layer of fine cloth stored in the box, Chen Yuelai couldn't help but be surprised, this kind of process is not much worse than the craftsmanship on the earth.

The fabrics in the courtyard were simply disgraceless in comparison.

"Grandpa Chen, these are some of the fabrics I collected before I came to the Cold Palace Textile Institute, can you see if there is anything you can see?", Chang Jing patted the dust on his body and said, Originally, when Chang Jing entered the palace, he did not work in the Cold Palace, but was transferred later.

Chen Yuelai looked through the boxes of fabrics, and each one was shiny and bright, and the texture was soft, which was very much in line with Chen Yuelai's standards.

"I can't use all of these fabrics, but they're all very good. Chen Yuelai said with satisfaction, these fabrics are more than enough to make the clothes of Concubine Hua and Concubine Wu, and then Chen Yuelai took out a drawing, handed it to Chang Jing, and said, "I don't know if Dean Chang is sure to sew these two clothes?"

On the drawing that Chen Yuelai took out, it was the manuscript of the clothes he designed for Concubine Wu and Concubine Hua, but the size was not indicated on it, but this was not a problem, Chen Yuelai already had information on Concubine Hua and Concubine Wu's measurements, height, weight and so on.

"You can give it a try. Chang Jing looked at the unique and beautiful artwork on the drawing, and a trace of heat flashed in his eyes. As a textile woman, her pursuit of beautiful clothes is far better than that of ordinary women.

Chang Jing didn't dare to guarantee that she could do it perfectly, after all, it was the first time she had seen such a costume.

"Okay, then it's tiring, how long will it take Dean Chang?" said Chen Yuelai politely.

"Two days. Chang Jing said seriously.

"Well, okay, if there's any problem, just look for me in Asateien, and I'll always be there. Chen Yuelai said.

late at night

Lake Center Pavilion.

Chen Yuelai sat hesitantly in the pavilion, his eyes dark, as if he was thinking about something important. The five pulses emitted a dim glow on his body, and his cultivation had basically not improved much in the past few days, and none of the three pulses in his temples and back had rushed away.

That night, Ji Bingling reminded Chen Yuelai not to take shortcuts when cultivating, so Chen Yuelai has been carrying stones these days.

But tonight he was hesitant.

Cultivating in that way is too slow, and I don't know that Ma Yue will be able to break through the remaining three pulses and enter the True Yuan Realm in the Year of the Monkey.

The two in the void were even more anxious than Chen Yuelai.

"What's wrong with Xiao Laizi today? I've been sitting in the Huxin Pavilion for an hour. ", Gonggong Xu said puzzled.

"I don't know, nothing has happened recently, what is he hesitating about?", Concubine Wu was also puzzled, Chen Yuelai was by her side almost every day, and she was still fine during the day.

Normally, when Chen Yuelai arrives at night, it is like cultivating with chicken blood, and tonight he would be willing to waste this hour to think?

Concubine Wu and Gonggong Xu in the void both looked at Chen Yuelai anxiously.

"That's it, just take another shortcut, and don't take shortcuts in the future. Chen Yuelai finally made up his mind, the three pulses of the temples and back are difficult to get through, and none of the exercises that Chen Yuelai has mastered can exercise the temples and back well.

After grinding for a long time, Chen Yuelai took out a pitch-black ceramic jar from his waist bag.

At this time, if you want to make the blood in your temples and back active, Chen Yuelai can only think of one way, and that is cupping!

"What is this kid going to do? Do you want to eat fish again?", Concubine Wu looked at the small clay pot of soup in Chen Yuelai's hand in surprise, her eyes straightened.

".......", Father-in-law Xu was silent.

Chen Yuelai put the ceramic tube on the stone table, then lit a piece of white paper and threw it into the ceramic jar, taking advantage of the fierce fire, Chen Yuelai snapped the ceramic jar on his temple.

"Wu!", Chen Yuelai felt the flesh on his temples being sucked in by the powerful suction of the jar, and the feeling of pain made him let out a muffled snort.

Soon, the temples began to burn, Chen Yuelai struck while the iron was hot, quickly sat on the ground, and ran the pulse of "Hundred Revolutions Pulse" hitting the temple, the mysterious and magnificent voice in his mind sounded again, but Chen Yuelai was immune to this sound.

The rhythm in his mind was not only not harmful to Chen Yuelai's cultivation, but also helpful.

"What kind of cultivation method is this?", looking at Chen Yuelai with a ceramic tube on his head, Concubine Wu lost her voice.

"Didn't you give him the exercises he learned?", Gonggong Xu raised his eyebrows and looked at Concubine Wu.

"His exercises were indeed given by me, but the ..... of this cultivation method was not written on the Hundred Revolutions," Concubine Wu explained anxiously.

Gonggong Xu was stunned and said, "Could it be that she taught this?"

"It's not impossible....", Concubine Wu's eyes deepened a little, and from a distance, the pulse in Chen Yuelai's temples flickered rapidly, this cultivation method was indeed extremely fast.

It is a kind of accelerated cultivation.

"Ah, comfortable. Chen Yuelai slowly opened his eyes, a touch of joy appeared on his face, he didn't expect that he would hit more than ten times with a cupping, he knew that cupping was so fierce, and he didn't have to bother before.

This kind of health preservation has a way to quickly improve the cultivation realm, and it should not be too perfect.

Chen Yuelai, who succeeded once, became more and more motivated, lit a piece of white paper and threw it into the ceramic jar, and continued cupping!

One night, the black circles on Chen Yuelai's temples and back were layered.

Buzz Buzz.....

The humming sound came and went on Chen Yuelai's body, and nine golden pulse circles appeared on his body, and the energy spread and vibrated so that a splash splashed on the surface of the lake.

"Finally arrived at the True Yuan Realm.....", Chen Yuelai sighed, from the beginning he could only hit ripples, and now he can make a splash, and it has taken half a month.

"Yes, it's finally ...... the True Yuan Realm", Gonggong Xu could clearly hear what Chen Yuelai said through his divine sense, and he said with a black line on his face, thinking that it took him eight months to get through the nine pulses, and Chen Yuelai only took half a month!

"Seriously, if I could, I would rush over and beat him to death!", Concubine Wu's forehead was black.