Chapter 1180: Thunderbolt is invincible
Lu Jiaojiao laughed, "Actually, it's not a big deal. ”
After a few days like this, Lin Qinghe gradually became familiar with the life here, in addition to practicing every day, he did some chores, and his life was very relaxed.
And her cultivation is also rising rapidly, her physique is already different from others, and now, practicing this unfathomable internal strength has made her whole person completely different, and her cultivation has grown much faster than others.
If this continues, it is estimated that in a few months, she will be able to surpass Lu Jiaojiao.
And a person like Ziyuan, who has a short entry time and is not good at cultivation, is no longer her opponent now.
You must know that Qianhuan was defeated by Lin Qinghe's men, although Qianhuan was like this because of carelessness.
However, if it really fights, Lin Qinghe can still defeat her if he tries his best.
And these days, the biggest harvest is that the medicinal seedlings in the space have grown very luxuriantly.
Lin Qinghe dug up a few more pieces of land and planted some new medicinal herbs in it, which were all leaves she picked from the medicine pu in Biluo Peak, and then inserted them into the ground and poured spring water.
She believed that these leaves would definitely be able to grow, so that she would be able to grow the alchemy herbs herself, and as long as the herbs were ripe, she could use the Bagua Alchemy Furnace to refine the pills.
It can be said that her space is full of treasures, medicinal herbs are treasures, spring water is treasures, and even the alchemy furnace is treasures.
With such good conditions, she felt that it would really be a waste if she couldn't refine a good pill again.
After a few more days, it is already winter, but Biluo Peak is still warm as spring, listening to Bai Lu said, here is warm like spring all year round, but out of the range of Biluo Peak, I dare not guarantee it.
It could be warm, it could be a hot summer day, and of course, it could be snowy.
This weather depends entirely on the preferences of the owner of the peak, because Lin Zilu has planted a lot of medicinal herbs, so he prefers spring.
He once said that he likes spring, green, blue sky, white clouds, and green world.
It's just that he didn't say it, he prefers to have someone by his side to watch this beautiful one.
He was actually a very lonely man, always alone, rarely interacting with people, and therefore, he rarely accepted disciples.
Others think that he likes to be pure, and he is a very high person.
But, basically no one knows what a lonely person he is, he basically can't express it to others, his heart, the door of his heart has always been closed, no matter who it is, he can't push this door open.
On this day, Lin Zilu called Lin Qinghe to the martial arts training ground and said, "Rushuang, practice the Thunder Sword again." ”
"Yes, Master."
Lin Qinghe said, took off the white silk on his body, and injected internal force, and the white silk immediately shone brightly, and the colorful streamer flashed.
Her hands began to wave non-stop, and the white silk that was as bright as a galaxy seemed to come alive in her hands, dragging long clouds in the air, and the foremost end was like a sharp blade, and wherever it went, the thunderbolt was invincible.
Lin Zilu kept standing on the pillar, looked at her coldly, didn't speak, and waited for her to finish practicing before saying, "Yes, there is progress." ”
[Dear friends, in the recent rainy season, it rains all the time, and Fan Ye's cervical spondylosis and frozen shoulder are committed, and I can't sit for a long time because of the pain all over my body, sorry. 】