On the way back to the room, Nuomi kept staring at his palm, trying hard to practice the method of releasing the true yuan power. There are no shortcuts to this method, it just depends on hard work. The so-called practice makes perfect, the only way to use the true yuan force smoothly is to practice, when the practice can be as familiar with the true yuan force as hands and feet, other qiē problems are naturally not a problem.

These are all recorded in the jade slips of the exercises. Nuomi has not seen the relevant jade slips, and even if he did, he couldn't understand it at all with Nuomi's current literacy. He just felt that his method of releasing True Yuan Power was too jerky, for fear that he would forget it, so he recalled the methods taught to her by Senior Brother Zhuzi and Senior Uncle Zu again and again, and then tried to follow suit. So unconsciously, the control of the true yuan force gradually became less jerky, and she felt that she had to write it down.

She was originally gifted and intelligent, and she worked hard, so this skill was naturally easy to grasp.

When Nuomi returned to the room, Sun Min was not in the room, only Zhuzi was sitting cross-legged on the bed and reading the exercises and jade slips. Nuomi lay on the edge of the pillar's bed, continuing to practice the method of releasing the true yuan power while waiting for the pillar to detach his divine consciousness from the jade slip.

When the pillar took his consciousness out of the jade slip, he happened to see Nuomi looking down at his palm, unable to see his expression, his long hair looked a little rough because of the relationship between years of wandering and lack of nutrition, but the whole person showed a very serious look.

"Senior Brother Nuomi, what are you doing?"

Zhuzi smiled and reached out to rub Nuomi's hair, but immediately frowned:

"What's wrong with your hand?"

"The spirit hoe still doesn't work well. However, glutinous rice has been learned. ”

Glutinous rice still has a milky voice when she speaks, and the end of the words is soft and long, and it sounds very soft and glutinous, just like a slimy sugar cake. But the meaning of the words is not so good. Only then did the pillar remember that Nuomi had just entered the mountain gate yesterday, and he had not yet come into contact with the True Yuan Force, so he should have been taken into the threshold for the first time by the uncle who passed on the gong today. Before this, even if he taught him the method of releasing True Yuan Force, it was useless. Naturally, he didn't know that the glutinous rice was so high and his comprehension was good, so he had already tested the method of reincarnating the true yuan force by mistake, and thought that the glutinous rice had just learned to cultivate from the uncle of the master tonight.

It's just that the pillar didn't expect that the kid Glutinous Rice was so solid-eyed, and it didn't matter if he couldn't learn to use magic weapons, no matter who he was on the first day, he was just lazy to make up the numbers. The glutinous rice made the fingertips swollen, and even the nails were loose.

It's really a distressing baby.

Zhuzi carefully took the glutinous rice hand and looked at it, his brows furrowed a little deeper, "If you don't treat it, the wound will become more and more serious." ”

This kind of wound is naturally nothing to the body cultivation of the pillar, even if you cut a few knives on the body and go deep into the bones, it will only take a few days to recover. But now the pillar has realized that Nuomi is just a new disciple who has just stepped into the threshold of cultivating immortals, let alone physical cultivation, and Nuomi's physique is not even comparable to that of children who have grown up healthily under the mountain.

When Nuomi heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said, "Uncle Shi, I gave medicine." ”

That is, when he heard Senior Brother Zhuzi mention the wound, Nuomi remembered the small porcelain bottle he got from his uncle, and hurriedly took the bottle out of his sleeve. She doesn't have a storage bag that can easily hold things like Qingyin Zhenren, and can only stuff everything inside her clothes, which makes her look quite wolfy.

The pillar was a little surprised that Nuomi got the injury medicine from Qingyin Zhenren, probably thinking that Nuomi had no contribution points that could be used to exchange the injury medicine. However, he didn't ask anything, dragged Nuomi to the water tank outside the room, and carefully washed the mud and blood from the nails.

But the pillar is a body cultivation, and the body is already thick, and even the thickness of the fingers is two or three times that of glutinous rice, so it is impossible to do such meticulous work at all. The strength of the pillar was quite strong, and he didn't feel it at all, but the glutinous rice was so painful that his whole little face wrinkled. Although Nuomi didn't cry, the tears were already rolling in her eyes, and the corners of her eyes were red. Seeing her like this, Zhuzi scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and was also a little overwhelmed.

"You...... Bear with me. ”

In the end, the pillar could only say something like this.

Because Qingyin Zhenren had already explained that she wanted to clean the wound, Nuomi also believed in the pillar, so she just nodded obediently, and then endured the pain and let the pillar pick out all the mud and blood clots in the cracks of her nails, and then apply a cool ointment.

After this side was dealt with, there was no light in the sky at all, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on the head of the pillar, which was even harder than making him work for half a day. Because the Qingquan Peak is filled with a dense fog that covers the entire mountain all the year round, only the fierce sunlight can penetrate the thick fog, and the moonlight and starlight are not visible in the Qingquan Peak at all.

The pillar led the glutinous rice and was about to go into the room, but was suddenly pulled by the glutinous rice and grabbed the corner of the clothes.

"Senior brother, can you teach glutinous rice to read and write? Glutinous rice...... Give you steamed buns. ”

Glutinous rice, who grabbed the corner of the pillar's clothes, looked at the pillar a little afraid of rejection, and his eyes were shining, like a little squirrel. She was still young, her cheeks were thin, but her eyes were large and watery, and her black eyes occupied most of her sockets like jewels. Glutinous rice tightened the clothes of the pillar with one hand, and held the two steamed buns that were too late to eat in the other hand. Her palms are so thin that she can't hold two steamed buns at all, and the steamed buns are crumbling in the glutinous rice hand.

Zhuzi stretched out his hand and scratched his head, looking at Nuomi with an expectant look, he was a little embarrassed to refuse. Moreover, he had no idea of refusing.

He didn't want to accept steamed buns with glutinous rice. After all, he is a fourth-level cultivator in the enlightenment period, although he doesn't earn much and has to convert his contribution points into food and belongings and send them back to his family, but in any case, he is richer than Nuomi, a miscellaneous disciple who has just entered the mountain gate.

However, he only said that he didn't want steamed buns, but the glutinous rice refused to do anything. The pillar didn't reach out to take the steamed bun, and the glutinous rice wrinkled his little face as if he was about to cry.

Zhuzi thought for a moment and took a steamed bun from Nuo Mi's hand.

"One steamed bun a day."

"Okay." Naturally, the answer was crisp and crisp.

After the pillar took away the steamed buns, the glutinous rice bent his eyes and immediately laughed happily.

She used to live a life of wandering and begging, worrying about whether she could eat enough every day, and even being able to eat enough for three days was already very good, and she had no extra property of her own. She also knows that in ordinary life, if you want to buy things, you need to pay money and materials. Glutinous rice doesn't really like a life of begging. She used to live like that, but there was really no way, and now that she finally has some "property" at her disposal, she doesn't want to live a life of eating white food anymore.

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