Midday.

The sun is shining.

Chen Luo practiced sword for a long time, and was a little tired, so he sat cross-legged on the ground and practiced the mysterious breathing method.

The speed at which Pure Yang Gong absorbs spiritual energy is faster than the Mystic Breathing Method, but the effect of nourishing flesh and blood is far inferior to the Mystic Breathing Method taught by Meng Bai.

"Chen Luo."

"Eat something first."

Meng Bai brought two elixirs to Chen Luo, and the leaves and roots of the elixir were red.

Chen Luo smelled the fragrance of the medicine and was a little confused, "Uncle Shi, can you eat this elixir directly?" ”

"That's right."

"This is a red-rooted, yellow-level intermediate elixir, the grade is not high, and it is easy to digest."

Uncle Meng said that there was no problem, Chen Luo did not hesitate, he chewed the elixir, the taste was very bitter, and he barely swallowed the two elixirs into his stomach.

Seeing Chen Luo's painful expression, Meng Bai reminded: "Although taking the elixir like this is uncomfortable, it can better refine the internal organs. ”

"Uncle Meng."

"Thank you for your attention."

Chen Luo remembered Meng Bai's kindness, and if he had the opportunity in the future, he would definitely repay Uncle Meng.

"Let's practice well."

Meng Bai was full of expectations for Chen Luo.

……

Chen Luo regained his spirits.

He continued to hone his sword momentum with the boulder, and every time he swung his sword, the power of the sword qi would increase by one point, and such a talent made Meng Bai amazed.

Bang!

The two-foot-high boulder collapsed.

Chen Luo was not proud, nor did he rest, he walked straight to the three-zhang high boulder, which was like a small mountain, and he swung his sword again.

……

It's approaching dusk.

Chen Luo no longer practiced swords.

He was ready to return to Creek Peak.

Before leaving, Meng Bai reminded: "Chen Luo, there are three layers of sword power. ”

"The first layer is sharp."

"The second layer, no edge."

"The third layer, there is a sword in the heart."

Chen Luo listened carefully, he remembered it in his heart, and repeated what Meng Bai had said in his mind, "Thank you Uncle for reminding me, I will feel it well." ”

On the way back.

Chen Luo has been pondering.

When passing by the foot of the creek peak.

Chen Luo jumped into the creek to take a bath, he broke through to the late stage of the Qi Cultivation Realm, Jiang Fuyao no longer beat his body, and he could go back after taking a bath in advance.

When bathing in the river.

He was thinking about what Uncle Meng said.

"I should still be on the first layer now, if I have a sword in my heart, is it a sword with my heart?"

Chen Luo can use his heart to resist the sword in the black stone, but in reality, he can't do it.

"Maybe something is missing!"

Chen Luo recalled the battle with the Black Shadow at that time, when he was fearless and indomitable, and most importantly, he was very confident at that time.

"Confidence!"

I can do it.

I have to believe in myself.

Chen Luo's eyes gradually became firm.

The stream suddenly rippled, and in the distant woods, the birds flew in horror.

He concentrated.

Maintain the belief of invincibility.

Chen Luo pinched the sword finger in his hand, and he felt an invisible force wrapped around his finger.

"This is the potential?"

Chen Luo felt the existence of potential, which was a force that could affect heaven and earth.

He found that the world within ten zhang became extremely clear, everything around him slowed down, not only the swimming fish in the water, but also the blood flow in the swimming fish's body, and when he closed his eyes, he could still see the scene within ten zhang, but there was no color.

Chen Luo suddenly waved his hand and slashed out.

The sword finger drew an arc in mid-air.

There is no sword energy.

There is no sword light either.

The whole stream was split in two by an invisible force, and soon the stream closed again.

"It's done!"

Chen Luo's expression was excited, if he used a sword, the power he caused would definitely be multiplied.

"The sword momentum is so powerful, if you can master the sword intent, you dare not think of the power."

Chen Luo took out the iron sword.

Get ready to try your hand at the power of your sword again.

"What are you grinding about?"

"It's cold."

Jiang Fuyao's voice sounded on the mountain.

Chen Luo put away the iron sword and said loudly, "Senior sister, I'll come back now." ”

A small courtyard in the mountains.

In the courtyard, there is a waist-high black tripod.

Chen Luo smelled a special fragrance, "What a strong medicinal fragrance, senior sister, what is this?" ”

Jiang Fuyao opened the black tripod, "There is no pot to cook rice on the mountain, the Danding borrowed from Shendan Peak." ”

Chen Luo's eyes widened, cooking rice with Danding, it was really extravagant, "It's so fragrant, golden rice, is this precious spiritual rice?" ”

Lingmi.

It is also known as fairy food.

There is a lot of spiritual substance in it.

Jiang Fuyao gave Chen Luo a meal and chuckled: "You have worked hard in cultivation, eat more." ”

Chen Luo looked at his senior sister's pretty face, his appetite was great, he picked up the bowl, took a big bite of food, chewed the spiritual rice, and rolled into his stomach like spiritual liquid.

Bowl after bowl.

Jiang Fuyao sat at the table, she held her cheeks with her slender hands, and looked at Chen Luo quietly.

"Senior sister, why don't you eat it?"

"I don't like to eat, and for me it's not as good as grilled fish."

"I think so."

Chen Luo nodded in agreement.

Although the grilled fish is fragrant, it can't fill his stomach, Jiang Fuyao knows that Chen Luo is hard to practice swords, so he prepares spiritual rice to fill his stomach.

After Chen Luo finished eating the spiritual rice in the Danding, he felt that his whole body was full of strength, and after cultivating the mysterious breathing method, his digestion speed had greatly improved.

"Have you eaten enough?"

"Nope."

Chen Luo shook his head.

Jiang Fuyao leaned on the bamboo chair and smiled lightly, "If you are not full, then you pick peaches and eat them." ”

Chen Luo shook his head, "No, when you can't eat enough, you only think about filling your stomach, and if you eat too much, all you think about is Senior Sister." ”

"It doesn't seem like you can overeat." Jiang Fu raised his eyebrows playfully.

Chen Luo smiled awkwardly.

I'm afraid that I won't be able to eat enough in the future.

Chen Luo cleaned up the yard and Danding, and then washed by the water tank.

Jiang Fuyao sat on a bamboo chair.

She had a very new book in her hand.

Chen Luo said curiously: "Senior sister, I often see you reading, and I rarely see you cultivating. ”

Jiang Fu shook his smile, "Reading books is cultivation, what do you like to read?" ”

"I only read spring and autumn books."

"I haven't heard of it."

Chen Luo walked up to Jiang Fuyao's side, wondering what she was looking at, still smiling between his eyebrows.

Jiang Fuyao closed the book in advance, "If you have nothing to do, you can rub my shoulders for me." ”

"For your sake."

"I'll rub it for you."

Chen Luo reluctantly agreed.

Night falls.

There are peach blossoms falling in the yard.

Jiang Fuyao leaned back on the bamboo chair, she had the boundless galaxy in her eyes, and Chen Luo had her in her eyes.

Half an hour later.

Jiang Fuyao rested on the bamboo chair.

Senior sister actually slept?

The evening breeze is slightly cool.

Chen Luo saw Jiang Fuyao holding a book in his arms, which looked quite clean, different from the yellowed books before, he couldn't help but reach out curiously.

"Just take a look."

Chen Luo successfully got the book.

He casually flipped a page.

In the third year of junior high school, eating grilled fish is interesting.

Diary?

Who keeps a diary for serious people?

Chen Luo then flipped through the content behind.

On the fifth day of junior high school, it's boring, beat Chen Luo.

On the sixth day of junior high school, beating Chen Luo is interesting.

On the seventh day of the first month, you should be gentle and not hold back.

……

It's all very short diaries.

Chen Luo wanted to continue to roll back, but suddenly his back was cold, he looked back and saw Jiang Fuyao's beautiful face, and she blinked playfully.

Jiang Fuyao was still sitting just now.

appeared behind Chen Luo in the blink of an eye.

Chen Luo was almost scared to death, "Senior sister, your style of writing a diary is really unique. ”

"Give it to me."

Jiang Fuyao stretched out his hand.

Chen Luo put the book back in her hand.

Jiang Fuyao's pretty face was expressionless, and she said coldly: "Go and warm the bed for me." ”

"No problem."

Chen Luo hurried back to the house.

He thought he was going to be beaten.

Lie down in bed and fall asleep quickly.

Jiang Fuyao sat back on the bamboo chair, her left hand clenched into a fist, supporting the side of her face.

The more I think about it, the more wrong it becomes.

"Am I going to wander too?"

Jiang Fuyao was a little surprised, when Chen Luo was beside her, she would be so relaxed.

She opened the book.

Write a paragraph in it.

On the first day of junior high school, I wanted to beat Chen Luo, but I couldn't help it.

After writing.

Jiang Fuyao put away the book.

She stretched her waist lazily, and then rubbed her shoulders with a pleasant look that she found interesting.

"He seems to be very good at pinching shoulders."

Back to the room.

Jiang Fuyao got into the warm quilt, and she found that Chen Luo was asleep, so she pulled his arm away.

"Lend me a pillow."

Jiang Fu shook Chen Luo's arm, she moved her body and changed to a comfortable position.

She put her hand on Chen Luo's shoulder, her body was filled with radiance, and these energies poured into Chen Luo's body, nourishing his body.

Midnight.

Chen Luo suddenly turned over.

He took Jiang Fuyao in his arms.

Jiang Fuyao's beautiful eyes widened, she stared at Chen Luo fiercely, but found that he slept soundly.

If he is awake.

Now it's been kicked out.

Jiang Fuyao's face flushed, and she lay in Chen Luo's arms and rubbed, "It's quite comfortable." ”