Chapter Thirty-Seven: Arduous Special Training

The spring rain outside the window is still dripping, but it is much smaller than at night, and it may stop after a while. The flame in the medicine furnace was extinguished, Bai Yanruo took out a jade bottle, used his strength to put the medicine liquid that had just been refined in the medicine furnace into the jade bottle, sighed, put the jade bottle aside, and turned around to go to the bathroom to wash his face. It was another sleepless night, Ye Chaoxiao's dream in the middle of the night brought him a touch that he couldn't forget for a long time, it had been two or three hours, but he was always confused, and remembered what Xiao Yihan had said, Bai Yanruo seemed to have made a decision, took out some precious medicinal materials and pills from the storage ring, sat in front of the medicine stove, and began to try again.

"Head...... It hurts....."

Bai Yanruo, who came back from the bathroom, happened to hear a few faint *, and hurriedly came to Ye Chaoxiao's bedside, and Ye Chaoxiao also happened to open his eyes in a daze.

"I ...... How long did you sleep......"

"It's been ten hours since I took a nap at noon yesterday. ”

"It's been so long, it's not good, I'm going to be late for class......" Ye Chaoxiao was stunned for a moment when he heard Bai Yanruo's words, and then suddenly remembered that he had to go to class this morning, and he hurriedly wanted to get up, but he felt a pain all over his body, and he couldn't get up at all. Bai Yanruo pressed a finger on him and forced him back on the bed, and said casually:

"I've asked your homeroom teacher for leave, and so are you, I don't know if you have successfully entered the second floor, but do you know how much damage you have used to yourself? Seeing that Ye Chaoxiao didn't know anything all day long, he knew the appearance of learning and cultivating, Bai Yanruo couldn't wait to give him a fist on his elm head, daring to love this thing when he cultivated, he didn't treat himself as a person at all, he was so cruel to himself, Bai Yanruo really couldn't complain.

"So...... Is it serious?"

Ye Chaoxiao lay on the bed and said slowly, of course he knew his own situation, not to mention the muscles that were sore everywhere, just that strong feeling of weakness was enough for him. The only good thing about his whole body may be the Zhihai in his head, the majestic power stored in it has not weakened with his two uses, but has increased with the passage of time, however, before his body is strengthened enough to withstand that power, the power in Zhihai is useless.

"But since you're awake, it proves that your injuries have healed to a certain extent, come, drink this bottle of liquid, so that you can breathe, don't go anywhere today, and give me a good recuperation in the dormitory." Let's talk about the cultivation thing when the injury is healed, it's just a day, and I can make up for it for you if I go back and stuff your bottle of pills. ”

"Pill?" Hearing Bai Yanruo's words, Ye Chaoxiao suddenly remembered the contents of the mysterious jade slip he found yesterday, and his eyes rolled and said:

"Brother Bai, do you have any prescription for quickly refining your body......

"Yes, there are, but there are few people refining the body after all, and I rarely refine that kind of thing, why do you want that kind of thing. ”

At this moment - the inner courtyard of Qizhongyuan

"Cold Wind - Hundred Swords"

In the woods on the edge of the cliff near the Tongling Valley, there were violent fluctuations in battle qi early in the morning, but fortunately, there were almost no people in this place, otherwise this fluctuation of battle qi would inevitably cause many people to suffer. In a small clearing in the woods, Xiao Yihan was dressed in white, holding a three-foot Qingfeng, and the incomparably cold air covered the sword, and even the sword body was attached to a thin layer of frost, and the drizzle moistened the ground under his feet, and under Xiao Yihan's cold air, the ground of this small clearing condensed with heavy ice. In the drizzle, it was like a white lightning, and in just one or two breaths, it rushed in front of the gray-clothed man in front of him, and the cold chill around his body suddenly transformed into an astonishing sword qi, and more than a dozen sword shadows condensed in mid-air and slashed towards the gray figure. The gray figure did not move in place, but raised a finger, trembling slightly, and an ordinary-looking iron sword flew straight out, without being unsheathed, this sword was just suspended in front of the gray-clothed man, and it formed an indestructible barrier, and more than a dozen sword shadows carrying cold qi were directly broken on it, and Xiao Yihan's entire body was also shocked out of several meters.

"Cold Jedi!"

After the sword easily blocked Xiao Yihan's blow out of thin air, the man in gray raised his hand again, and the iron sword seemed to have received some order, and then rushed forward quickly. Xiao Yihan saw that the flying sword rushed straight towards him, and hurriedly stabilized his figure, the long sword in his hand was inserted into the ground, and a more terrifying cold air burst out from under the ground, and the flying sword that was like a bamboo was actually affected a little under this cold air, and a thick layer of frost condensed on the scabbard, and it was also this layer of frost that slightly changed the trajectory of the flying sword, flying past Xiao Yihan's side, and cutting off the three big trees behind him one after another before stopping.

"Huhu, Uncle Wuming, bullying people. ”

Seeing that the man had no intention of continuing to fight, Xiao Yihan put his mind at ease, put the long sword in his hand into the scabbard, and said breathlessly.

"I sent you here to let you be bullied a little bit and have a longer memory, but as a result, you can sit comfortably in the first position in the inner courtyard, and don't bully you, where do you come from the pressure to cultivate. Cao Wuming looked at Xiao Yihan with disdain, and said helplessly, beckoning, the flying sword flew back into his hand by itself.

"Don't, Uncle Wuming, don't you know how capable I am? I'm working very hard to be the first in this inner courtyard, don't mention the guy who has been traveling outside for a year, there is still a big worm staring at my position in the academy. Xiao Yihan said with a smile, his eyes rolled when he remembered something, and said with a hippie smile at Cao Wuming:

"Uncle Wuming, I'll discuss something for you, anyway, you don't like me as the first in the inner courtyard, or you take me with you next time you go out, I swear that I will never add to the chaos, I will win the fight, and I will definitely run first if I don't win." ”

"You kid, your heart is outside all day long, right, no, you kid will cause trouble, I don't want to live a clean life, don't you, I obediently graduate from the inner courtyard, and then I'll talk about where to go." Cao Wuming gritted his teeth and said, looking at Xiao Yihan's appearance of hanging his son all day long, he hated that iron and steel could not be made and wanted to give him two blows, but after thinking about it, he still forgot it, sighed, and said slowly:

"Did you do what was given to you?"

"Of course, I can't do what you gave me. I have a bedroom with that kid, I used to know him, he was an alchemist, although he didn't go out much all day long, but his character was still very reliable. By the way, Uncle Wuming, I've always wanted to ask this question, I don't think that Ye Chaoxiao is a very capable guy, why do you and Vice President Wu value him so much. Xiao Yihan rubbed his hair wet from the drizzle and asked puzzled.

"I don't know why Lao Wu took a fancy to him, but I'm very simple, his eyes are very similar to one of my old friends. ”