Chapter 230: Her Handwriting
After saying that, Lei Wanshan pointed to the waterhole outside and said, "That is the place where the master used to cultivate." Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
There are white thunder fish in the waterhole, go and sit on the stone under the waterfall and meditate! Feed the fish in the water with the aura around you, and they will feed you the pure thunder element. ”
Ye Qinghan listened carefully to every word of the master's explanation, and finally recognized this master in his heart.
This master of his, thinking of it, is a cold-faced and hot-hearted master. Usually he has to comprehend everything by himself.
However, when he comprehends difficulties, he will still point out the key points for him one by one, so that he can deepen his impression and make rapid progress!
This time was no exception, he told the little sister about the depression in his heart, but he didn't expect that the little sister would help him, but also go directly to the master and let the master solve his problem!
This has the auxiliary pill, and there is a new cultivation method.
Ye Qinghan curiously took out one of the small jade bottles, opened it, and poured out a pill the size of a dragon's eye.
This pill is indeed different, he looked at it carefully, the whole body was like a glass jade bead, and the Dan pattern around his body was faintly flashed with thunder.
Looking at Danmaru, he inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity.
Ye Qinghan's eyes flashed, each Dan Master has his own habits, the pills refined, the thickness of the Dan clothes, and the Dan patterns are all somewhat different.
And the pill in his hand, as soon as he took it out, he could keenly feel that it was still very fresh, and this feeling was like it had just been baked!
Looking at this size, the thickness of the Dan clothes and the depth of the Dan pattern are all like her handwriting!
However, instead of giving it to him herself, she became the Master's apprenticeship......
Ye Qinghan hid the complicated color in her eyes, why did she do this? Did she want to give the master a long face and deepen the affection between their master and apprentice? Indeed, by bringing their master and apprentice closer together, the master would teach him more without reservation!
Or, is she worried that she has given him too much, exposed too many good things to her, afraid that he will be greedy, or will kill her?
If it were him, he would indeed have worried about this, and then he would be wary of the other party, and even strike first!
But what did she think? the former or the latter? Perhaps, both!
On the one hand, she wants to help herself, but on the other hand, she is afraid that she will harm her!
That's why the master was allowed to come forward, and she hid behind the master's back to help him silently?
This silly girl! Cute as a little wild cat with only a smart mind!
Doesn't this feel like a little wild cat that wants to be close to him, but is afraid that he will hurt it, showing its little paws to him, and guarding against him?
Why did she give him kindness, but when he was always moved, he felt even more sorry for her?
She would be so insecure, what had happened to her?!
Ye Qinghan looked at the pill in his hand, his heart was warm and sour.
In the end, it only turned into a silent sigh, since she didn't want him to know, he pretended not to know!
After thinking about it, he didn't hesitate, and swallowed the pill in the palm of his hand into his mouth, which was originally a pill condensed with aura.
It melts in the mouth, the familiar taste, the familiar bamboo fragrance, makes the night cold more certain, this is Yun Yueyao's handiwork!
The difference is that this time the juice contains a large amount of thunder!
The moment he swallowed, a thunderbolt power "crackled" all the way down the throat into his body.
Ye Qinghan didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly jumped on the big rock lying in the water under the waterfall, and sat down cross-legged, the pool of water just reached his chest.
The water in the pool is not bitterly cold, but it is not lukewarm but it is not cold. Like a person's body temperature, this surprised him a little.
But just by raising his eyebrows, he no longer paid attention to the water temperature, but began to cultivate, refining the essence of the pill he had just swallowed, as well as the domineering power of thunder and lightning.