In those years, the cultivators we cut together

Facing Zen Master Wuxin's teachings, Lin Xiaolu felt that he had benefited a lot, although he didn't know exactly what he had received, and finally fell asleep in a daze.

He didn't know when he fell asleep.

After all, having endured the pain of animal blood training for the second time, he didn't feel the pain of the massage. Instead, he slept very comfortably amidst Zen Master Wuxin's rambling words.

Perhaps, older people like to sigh about life?

Inside the Library Pavilion, Lin Xiaolu was awakened by a very sudden itching. He had experienced the pain of cutting into pieces, but he had never experienced this kind of itching. When he woke up, he was even more frightened. I found that I couldn't move!

"It's so itchy! Master Wuxin! Master Wuxin!" Lin Xiaolu yelled in pain

"Boss, don't bark." Shuai Shuai Ya, who was studying Yi Jin Jing, said, "Zen Master Wuxin is tired and has gone back to the meditation room to rest."

"I, I'm so itchy, and why can't I move?" Lin Xiaolu, lying on the bedding, was sweating profusely. He felt that his whole body was extremely itchy, but he couldn't catch it. burst out.

The handsome duck in front of him was helpless: "According to the acupuncture and moxibustion method recorded in the Yi Jin Jing, Zen Master Wuxin used spiritual power to drive the silver needles, and pierced more than 130 acupuncture points in your body, temporarily closing your meridians. After all, it is a human being, and if the meridian is closed, it will definitely not be able to move."

"Then why am I so itchy?"

The boy almost screamed in pain.

"This is the chain reaction that occurs after the silver needle pricks the acupuncture points. It is said in the scriptures that this is the process of cleansing the eight tendons and the meridians of the whole body. It is a very important step."

After finishing speaking, Shuai Shuai duck held his chin with duck wings and said: "Boss, do you know how strong your body is? In order to help you, Zen Master Wuxin constantly exerts spiritual pressure to move your muscles.

Acupuncture is even more difficult. It is necessary to wrap the fragile silver needles with spiritual power, not only to ensure that they can penetrate the acupuncture points, but also to ensure that the silver needles will not stop. "

Lin Xiaolu was taken aback when he heard the words, and nodded, then gritted his teeth and endured the severe itching on his body.

Only by suffering through hardships can one become a master, and oneself not only wants to become a master, but also a master of immortals, isn't it just suffering!Give me a hundred times!

At this moment, the boy's head, back, arms, and legs were all pricked with silver needles. The chain reaction between different acupuncture points made him feel like countless bugs were crawling all over his body, and he couldn't move yet!

This kind of feeling really makes people feel that there is no way to survive or die, and he just endured it for half an hour in such a situation!

Half an hour later, the acupuncture points all over Lin Xiaolu's body pierced by the silver needles finally began to slowly flow out black impurities, and Shuai Shuai Ya became excited when he saw this scene.

"The boss is done! The second layer of marrow washing is done!"

Hearing this, the lying boy showed a pale smile:

"Did you finish the second coat?"

"No, the second layer has just started, and after that you have to massage and get acupuncture every day until there is no more pickled liquid coming out."

Lin Xiaolu: ...

"How long will that take?" He continued to lie on his stomach and asked.

Shuai Shuai Ya smiled and said: "Not long, maybe half a month."

Lin Xiaolu: ...

It was getting late, Shuai Shuai Ya, who was pinching the time, saw that it was almost time, so he went to call Zen Master Wuxin, and asked Zen Master Wuxin to withdraw the needles from Lin Xiaolu regularly. This torment finally came to an end.

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Three days later, late at night.

After a day of farming, massage, and acupuncture, Lin Xiaolu had dinner, took a horse stance, and did push-ups, then sat alone in the small courtyard of the temple, leaning on a rocking chair, with his back facing the quiet bamboo forest, enjoying the rare free time.

The past few days have really exhausted him, and he is aching and itchy every day. Originally, he thought that practicing Tieshanjiao and horizontal Qigong would be hard work, but he did not expect that the seemingly quiet Yi Jin Jing was the hardest part. , almost catching up with the time when he experienced beast blood.

Fortunately, my perseverance is relatively tenacious. I have persisted for three days, and if I persist for more than ten days, it should be over.

At this moment, he was lying comfortably on a rocking chair, gnawing on a pear intently, feeling the sweetness of the pear while thinking about his awesome past.

I don't know how Emei is doing now. Before I know it, it has been almost a year and a half since I went down the mountain. My sister should be coming out soon, right?

Is Tangyuan still refining his elixir?Will you refine yourself to death?

How is the egg?Have you lost weight?

Will Chen Nianyun return the sword?

What happened to the senior sister and Rakshasa hag?

Has Hou San'er become an inner disciple?

The young man looked at the bright moon above his head, and he missed the small courtyard where he lived in Zhaixing Peak.

He shook his head, lamenting that people really can't rest, and when they rest, they will think wildly, so it's better to practice.

Thinking of this, he took a pear in his mouth and was about to get up and do another set of push-ups, but he found that Shangguan Pomegranate suddenly ran out of the temple.

"Huh? It's so late, you still haven't slept?" Shangguan Pomegranate was surprised.

"I've been tired all day and take a rest." After finishing speaking, Lin Xiaolu glanced at Shangguan Pomegranate, and asked doubtfully, "What are you doing?"

"I can't sleep, come out for a walk." Shangguan Pomegranate ran to Lin Xiaolu's rocking chair, squatted down and asked, "Can't you sleep too?"

"Of course not, I was thinking."

"Thinking about what?"

"Think about how much to eat for breakfast tomorrow to show that I'm not a fool." Lin Xiaolu said seriously.

Shangguan Pomegranate almost laughed out loud upon hearing this, and happily pulled up a small stool and sat down beside Lin Xiaolu:

"What did you think about the letter Aning wrote to you last time?"

"What do you think?" Lin Xiaolu was puzzled.

"It's because the girls are in love with you." Shangguan Shiliu asked.

Jiang Ning left a month ago and left a confession letter for this guy. Everyone could see that he was very happy, but later found out that he was really just happy, and he didn't express his heart at all.

For this reason, Shangguan Pomegranate asked Lin Xiaolu more than once, but Lin Xiaolu didn't answer directly every time, and she didn't know if it was an illusion. Shangguan Pomegranate always felt that Jiang Ning was in Lin Xiaolu's heart, and might not be as handsome as Wugou or handsome. duck.

Just being good friends really.

At this moment, the round eyes of the girl were full of gossip, and she looked at the boy in front of her curiously and said:

"Are you ready to accept Aning? Do you know how much courage it takes for a girl to take the initiative to muster up the courage to confess her love to a boy?"

"do not know."

Shangguan Shiliu choked, then continued to ask: "Then do you like Aning?"

"Uh... Actually, it's okay." Lin Xiaolu scratched his head, he felt that there was something wrong with Huadie, and asked himself these questions that he didn't know how to answer all day long.

He lay on the rocking chair, and responded with some embarrassment: "Whether you like it or not, it depends on who you compare with."

"Compared to Miss Ben?"

Under the moonlight, the girl asked with a smile.

Lin Xiaolu glanced at Shangguan Shiliu twice, then looked at her slap-sized face, suppressed nausea and said:

"Hua Die, although we are good friends, I am one year older than you after all, I am 14 years old, so I still want to advise you as someone who has experienced it, you must be self-aware.

Although Ah Ning is also ugly and has no muscles on his body, he does exercise regularly and his lines are obvious.

What do you think you have? "

The boy's words stunned Shangguan Shiliu for a moment, squatting on the ground, with a confused expression on his face, "What does Miss Ben want muscles for?"

"Muscles are strong!"

Lin Xiaolu pointed at her figure with a look of disgust, and complained without hesitation: "Look at you, you are not tall, but there are many things, your whole body looks limp, and you probably can't pick big shit, The old lady Su in our village had big arms and a round waist, and she could carry two buckets of dung and walk two miles without taking a breath, can you?"

After complaining, Lin Xiaolu warned earnestly: "As a human being, you can't rely too much on things outside your body like magic weapons, and you have to look at your body shape and size.

Ah Ning took a red-tasseled gun, went out to collect protection fees, at least it was a bit of a deterrent, you have a hair when you go out. "

After finishing speaking, the boy lying on the rocking chair leaned in front of the girl and snorted disdainfully:

"Do you have any hair? You don't have any hair. How dare you come out and compare yourself with others."