Canglan Sword Sect, as the name suggests, is famous for its fierce swordsmanship in the mainland, summoning a flying sword thousands of miles away to take the enemy's head, how wanton and chic.

It's not enough time to practice swordsmanship, and there are still people who use it to refine the body?

This is actually a girl, and she is also the true disciple of the airborne.

For a while, everyone couldn't figure out Chang Ling's intentions, and many people followed for a few days, wanting to see what kind of powerful exercises Chang Ling was cultivating.

But Chang Ling just ran simply, running for half an hour in the morning and evening.

The disciples who couldn't see any way gradually dispersed, and they didn't forget to taunt a few words, and soon she was left alone to run around the mountain all day.

At the beginning, listening to everyone's discussions, Chang Ling naturally felt embarrassed, but with the increasing weight of iron on her body, she clearly felt her own improvement, and it was too late to be happy, how could she have the kung fu to worry about others.

Luoyue said that his body is congenitally deficient, and if he wants to constantly open up the trick points, he must first improve his physical fitness.

In addition to running during the day, take a medicated bath at night.

The medicinal herbs obtained from Yi Bao Pavilion were all turned into piles of finely crushed powder under the guidance of the falling moon, and sprinkled into warm water every night to soak the medicinal power into Chang Ling's body.

If Shouyi sees this, I'm afraid he will have to be furious again.

Although these medicinal materials are not extremely precious, they are also very valuable, and they are all used to make medicinal liquids or pills for use.

Such an expensive medicinal bath naturally works well.

At first, Chang Ling could only run for a quarter of an hour, but after three months of soaking in the medicinal bath, she could already run for several hours with ten catties of iron tied to each of her limbs.

She could easily leap to the top of the small tree on the mountain, which was one or two feet high, and of course she did not have the ability to step on the treetops to keep her balance, and every time she jumped up like a cool man, she would fall to the ground with bared teeth after a moment.

Such a fall could no longer cause any damage to her body, and the labor pain would soon dissipate, and she could jump vigorously in the mountains and forests again.

This made her faintly feel the pride of stepping on the flying sword and flying in the air.

The functions of Chang Ling's body have changed imperceptibly, and even Luo Yue can't help but praise a few words, this is the power of money.

Three months flew by, and the large bag of medicinal herbs that I had applied for from Yi Bao Pavilion was all used up.

Judging from Shouyi's reaction last time, the things he applied for were probably worth a lot, and now, with a list that was twice as long as last time, he stood in front of Yi Baoge again.

After three months of transformation and exercise, her body was raised a little higher, her originally yellowed skin became a bright white, her black hair was as smooth as satin, and she wore a white disciple's robe, like a graceful young immortal.

She still attracts a lot of attention.

Her hearing was excellent, and she heard the disciple in the distance whispering: "Is this the Chang Ling Senior Uncle Ancestor, the change is a bit big......"

"After running for so long, I didn't see any extra muscles on her body, she was still very weak, why did she waste her time?"

"Maybe it's because of the poor talent, let's find another way out. ”

"Oh, he's still a mortal. ”

......

Chang Ling's face was still indifferent, three months had passed, and she was no longer the little girl who was about to hide in the quilt and cry when she heard a few words of cynicism.