Chapter 52: Nanshan Cultivation
"Three hundred and nineteen, three hundred and twenty, three hundred and twenty-one......" Lu Zhe waved a bowl of thick trees and slashed back and forth.
"I can't stand it anymore" After speaking, Lu Zhe sat on the ground, put the four-foot-long tree on the ground, and sat on the ground panting.
"Hmm, this won't work?" Ye Lao lay in the shadow of the tree and looked at Lu Zhe and said lightly.
"Master, I don't understand, why do I want to swing this thing five hundred times?" Lu Zhe asked with a gasp.
Ye Lao held a grass in his mouth, lay in the shade with his head in his hands, looked at Lu Zhe quietly, and said: It's nothing, the technique I will teach you next has something to do with wielding this thing.
Lu Zhe was taken aback when he heard this, looked up at Ye Lao, and then quickly moved his body to Ye Lao's side and asked, "Master, what spell are you going to teach me?"
Ye Lao opened his left eye and looked at him, and said, "The secret of heaven must not be leaked."
After speaking, he closed his eyes and ignored Lu Zhe.
Lu Zhe was bored with himself, and was just about to turn around and leave, when he suddenly turned his head and asked Ye Lao: Master, can you reveal what kind of class this technique is?
Ye Lao opened his eyes, looked up at the sky, and said: It's probably at the Kun level.
Lu Zhe took a sip and hurriedly said: What class, high, intermediate or low-level?
Ye Lao looked at him, thought for a while, and said: It's probably low-level.
"Cut" Lu Zhe heard the words and "cut".
"Smack"
Ye Lao slashed the back of Lu Zhe's head, and said a little angrily: What do you know, the low-level spells of the Kun number are stronger than the high-level spells of the Xuanzi number, I don't know how much, the master will have a few high-level spells of the Xuanzi number, but the real master has made a move, and the winner still depends on the level of the Kun number, understand?
Lu Zhe covered the back of his head and said "oh", started to the place where he had just practiced, raised the heavy wooden stick, and continued to swing it.
With this swing, Lu Zhe swung more than two hundred times, and only stopped at dusk, so tired that he couldn't straighten his waist.
"Ahh The weather in November was already very cold, but Lu Zhe was still lying shirtless on the stones.
Ye Lao rode on Lu Zhe's body, pinching, pinching, kneading, hammering, etc. back and forth on Lu Zhe's waist and back with both hands. It seems to be massaging Lu Zhe.
Ye Lao pressed back and forth on Lu Zhe's back, and from time to time pressed his thumb on Lu Zhe's waist and abdomen, and then turned back and forth.
"Ah, Master, tap, tap" Lu Zhe shouted in a voice like killing a pig, begging Ye Lao to be lighter.
Ye Lao looked at Lu Zhe helplessly, and said: You let the hot water burn, just use a little strength, and you shout so loudly.
After speaking, he turned his hands into fists and smashed Lu Zhe's back and forth, and Lu Zhe called his mother.
Smashing and smashing, Ye Lao suddenly found that Lu Zhe was silent, lowered his head and looked at it, and found that Lu Zhe was actually asleep.
Looking at Lu Zhe's sleeping face, Ye Lao smiled bitterly, then picked up Lu Zhe's clothes from the ground, put them on him, sat in the shade of the tree, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The night climbs into the night sky inadvertently, and then flows quietly through people, and a ray of early morning sunlight shines down from the nascent sun in the distance, bringing vitality and vitality to the boundless earth.
Suddenly, Ye Lao, who was sleeping, suddenly heard the sound of "drinking", and when he opened his eyes, it turned out that Lu Zhe had already started his cultivation.
Lu Zhe was waving the bowl-thick trees back and forth with his bare shoulders at the moment, beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his forehead, some flowed on his body, some were thrown out by him, and the early morning sun shone on his sweaty upper body, emitting a trace of reflection.
Ye Lao stood up from under the tree, came to Lu Zhe's side, looked at Lu Zhe, and said, "How many?"
Lu Zhe didn't look back, he still continued to wave the wood, and said as he waved: Three hundred.
Ye Lao nodded, did not speak, turned around and returned to the shade of the tree, sat cross-legged, and looked at Lu Zhe who was waving back and forth.
Looking at it, Ye Lao was a little surprised, and said to himself: This kid was able to swing more than three hundred times yesterday, and today he actually waved four hundred, and it is really not a piece of mortal iron.
Time passed quietly minute by minute, and more than an hour had passed since Lu Zhe started wielding, and Lu Zhe had also stopped waving the wooden stick, sat down and cultivated cross-legged.
With the deepening of cultivation, a trace of white qi also emerged from Lu Zhe's body, and the aura hovering around was quickly inhaled into Lu Zhe's body, and finally transformed into spiritual power.
Feeling the aura of heaven and earth pouring into him, Lu Zhe's tense body slowly relaxed.
Lu Zhe's spiritual elixir was extremely scarce because of the wielding guide just now, and at this moment, he had been cultivating cross-legged for more than half an hour, and he had only recovered more than half of it, which showed that the consumption was huge.
"Whew" Just an hour after Lu Zhe entered the cultivation state, Lu Zhe finally breathed a sigh of relief and opened his eyes.
"Ugh" Lu Zhe stood up, moved his muscles and bones a few times, picked up his clothes from the ground, looked up, and found that Ye Lao was also sitting not far from him, cultivating cross-legged, Lu Zhe walked over, and wanted to get some water by the stream behind Ye Lao, but as soon as he walked a distance away from Ye Lao, he suddenly felt that there was an unusually powerful aura pulse around Ye Lao, with the induction of heaven and earth aura, Lu Zhe felt that this aura pulse was extremely powerful, and the aura pulse generated when he was cultivating was very different from Ye Lao's aura vein。
Lu Zhe stood in place, and even felt that he was about to be sucked by this huge aura flow to Ye Lao's side, and hurriedly walked back at the moment before he broke out of Ye Lao's absorption range.
Ye Lao was cultivating cross-legged at the moment, his hands were knotted to cultivate the mudra, and the spiritual energy veins from all directions converged on the top of his head, and then formed a huge spiritual energy vortex with a diameter of four zhang and a height of about three feet, and then continued to hover above Ye Lao's head, and a huge spiritual energy that could be sensed flowed down from the center of the vortex and was inhaled into Ye Lao's body.
"This, what level can you do this?" Lu Zhe looked at Ye Lao, who was cultivating, and muttered to himself in surprise.
Suddenly, Ye Lao, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, and a stream of light shot out of his eyes, and a majestic momentum emanated from his body like a mountain and a sea, and the momentum spread to a few miles away, and the frightened birds in the woods rushed to fly out. And in a small forest not far behind Ye Lao, the first few trees were directly blown off by the momentum exuded by Ye Lao, which shows the fierceness of this momentum.
"Whew" Ye Lao slowly exhaled a breath, then got up and shook his robe.
Lu Zhe was directly knocked over by the momentum exuded by Ye Lao just now, knowing that after the momentum was emanated, Lu Zhe got up from the ground, knocked off the grass on his body, came to Ye Lao's body, and looked Ye Lao up and down.
Ye Lao looked at Lu Zhe and said with a faint smile: I haven't cultivated like this for a long time, and I have nothing to do today, so I have cultivated a few times.
Lu Zhe looked at Ye Lao in astonishment, Ye Lao looked at him, and said, "You must want to ask me what kind of class I am."
Lu Zhe nodded.
Ye Lao laughed, waved his hand and said: What kind of class I am can't sue you now, but when you should know, you will naturally know.
Lu Zhe nodded, he didn't speak, what he should know and what he shouldn't know, he knew it in his own heart, even if Ye Lao said this, then he had to shut up.
(Today, my father's friend's son got married, and he went to eat after taking the money, but he didn't come back until now, so I'm sorry everyone.) )