Traveling through memoirs

Zhengdao's reaction was not unpleasant. When Qing Ke went out to investigate the next afternoon, he met a team searching for the murderer.

Across the green bushes after the rain, Qing Ke sees through the gaps between the water-stained leaves and the clothes of these people.Her ears fluttered, and all the conversations of those people were absorbed by Qing Ke's ears.After a while, seeing that the group of people were about to leave, Qing Ke hunched over and hung in a place not far away from the dense forest, just enough to listen to their conversation.He didn't do anything with these people, and returned to the cave after roughly inquiring about the news he wanted.

Seeing that Qing Luo was still cultivating cross-legged, Qing Ke didn't disturb her, but sat down next to Yingcao, picked up a piece of roast chicken and gnawed it together with Yingcao as if to relieve boredom.

The cave is empty and quiet, and the slightest sound will be repeatedly slapped by the stone wall, causing annoying noise. The sound of gnawing bones mixed with Qing Luo's long breathing, beating Qing Ke's eardrums over and over again, Qing Ke couldn't breathe because of the boredom that came from unknown.

Spitting out the bone scum on the ground, Qing Ke no longer gnawed at the chicken, but stared at the bulging cheeks in a daze.Yingcao didn't care about Qing Ke's gaze on her, and took the trouble to carefully remove the shredded meat from the bones with her teeth.

"How is it?" About half an hour later, Qing Luo opened her eyes and exhaled a foul breath.

"They have already discovered what happened last night, and they are now sending people around to arrest the murderer. From what they say, they generally suspect that our people did it." Qing Ke came back to his senses and looked at Qing Luo: "How should we do it?" ?”

Nodding her head, Qing Luo said, "Don't act rashly during this period of time. It's a lot to say that they can resist this kind of large-scale search for half a month. [Purple Mist Valley] was destroyed, and the various sects have long since been destroyed. I can't wait to divide up the resources. According to the ability of those elders and suzerains, they must have seen that there were only three people who did what happened last night, and they did not pose any threat to them. It is just a show to pursue it now. Just show it to other disciples."

"Then shall we just wait like this?" Yingcao chewed up a piece of chicken bone and sucked out the delicious bone marrow inside.

"Our main task now is to improve ourselves as much as possible, and then..." Qing Luo glanced sideways at Yingcao with a half-smile: "Wait for the signal."

It is said that there is no time for practice, so it took more than two months to wait.These days, the three of them will go outside to solve the problem except eating and drinking, and basically stay in the cave for the rest of the time.The practice of cultivation, the dispensing of medicine, the making of Gu.

It was too monotonous and boring, but no one felt relaxed, even Yingcao, who has always been lively, was surrounded by depression.This weird feeling of suffocation not only did not ease with the passage of time, but became more tense with the pace of time, as if the dome was about to fall and the air condensed.

With the accumulation of time, in addition to the atmosphere of being suddenly grasped like fascination, there is also the progress of the three of them in terms of force.

Under the meticulous care of Qing Luo and Yingcao, Gu Wang Huahua stepped up to another level.Not only is it more toxic and can command more poisonous insects, but its body has also shrunk to the size of Yingcao's thumb, and its body has turned bright red.

Qing Ke's "Underworld Blood Art" has also made great progress, and has barely reached the threshold of the second chapter, and can break through the cultivation of the second chapter with only one kick.

Although the two had made such a huge breakthrough, compared with Qing Luo's progress, they were as different as a firefly and a bright moon.

Qing Luo's 'Ye Chun Pin' has already broken through to the eighth level. In terms of the depth of internal strength alone, although it is not comparable to Qing Ziyan, it is completely comparable to Ying.If you are facing up to the decent elders, you can even rely on internal force to crush them.

This kind of explosive progress, in addition to the characteristics of "Ye Chunpin" and Qing Luo's reckless cultivation, is also thanks to Jie Wubai's ten years of internal strength that Jie Wubai gave to Qing Luo.The chicken lays the egg and the chicken lays the egg, relying on that strong internal force to speed up Qing Luo's cultivation by five or six times, which is why Qing Luo has accumulated such a profound foundation in a very short period of time.

At the same time, Qing Luo also figured out the true principle of the operation of the 'Ye Chun Pin' technique.

For example, similar to bank deposits, the larger the base you deposit, the more interest you will earn.

The same is true for "Ye Chunpin", the deeper your internal force is, the easier it is to cultivate, and the more internal force you get after training, the easier it is to cultivate.This has resulted in the characteristics of "Yechunpin" which is difficult in the beginning and easy in the end.

The more than ten years of internal power that Jiewu passed on to Qing Luo greatly accelerated the process.However, this kind of practice, which seems to encourage the growth of seedlings, also brought Qing Luo a lot of trouble.

The internal force circulates along the meridians, and the strength of the meridians behind the internal force is imperceptibly improved and strengthened, so that more internal force can be accommodated, and then the internal force continues to increase.Such a large amount of internal force rushed directly into Qing Luo's meridians, and gradually increased with the operation of "Ye Chun Pin", how could Qing Luo's meridians withstand it?

Qing Luo urgently needed to become stronger, and it was impossible not to wait for the meridians to adapt, so he could only resort to risky tactics and find another way.

If the main meridian can't bear it, then open up a new small meridian to continue running and divert it.If this is still unbearable, then there are still bones and muscles that can bear it.

Qing Luo's behavior was undoubtedly reckless, but she didn't want to really succeed, or... half of the success.

'Puff' spit out a mouthful of thick blood choked in her throat, Qing Luo wiped her mouth and looked at Qing Ke in front of her, said hoarsely: "Is there any news?"

"No." As Qing Luo said, those chasing soldiers receded like a tide in less than half a month, not even leaving behind two or three spies who continued to pursue: "It's calm, when will we act?" Qing Ke pointed The most important thing is the action against the [Luoxia faction].

"It's not the time yet." Qing Luo took a glass of water and rinsed her mouth to wash away the smell of blood.

"Take it easy, too." Sitting by the side, stroking the tiger's delicate brows, knitting into a knot: "Don't worry about it, you kill yourself first, look at the water, you and now Only ghosts make any difference."

What Yingcao said was not an exaggeration at all, it was a completely truthful description.

The internal force was used to temper the muscles and bones, making Qing Luo's body taller very quickly.

How fast?So fast that you can see, hear, and touch.

It is quiet in the mountains at night, especially in the Dongfu.At night, Yingcao sleeps, Qing Ke and Qing Luo practice, the three of them stay on a stone bed, breathing can be heard.Because of this, Yingcao felt extraordinarily terrifying.

The sound of bone growth "咔嚓咔嚓" intensified in the echo of the cave, superimposed one after another, occasionally mixed with the muffled sound of Qing Luo subconsciously gritting her teeth and enduring the pain. The sound of chewing bones woke me up.As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that Qing Luo's lower lip was almost bitten by himself, blood was flowing from his slender neck into his collar, cold sweat soaked his clothes layer by layer, and his eyes were tightly squeezed. The long eyelashes were buried by the upper and lower eyelids, the blue veins were exposed, and the lights were shining, looking ferocious like a ghost.

However, Qing Luo, who was immersed in cultivation, did not know all of this.

During cultivation, Qing Luo had a kind of obstinate madness, able to ignore all pain and devote herself wholeheartedly.

Sometimes Yingcao even wondered, would Qing Luo die in pain while practicing but he himself didn't know anything about it?

In this way of cultivation, Qing Luo's growth period seemed to be infinitely compressed.It should have taken ten years to grow, but it was compressed into just a few dozen days.

Qing Ke and Yingcao watched Qing Luo grow taller at a speed that they could tell with the naked eye. The growth rate was too fast, causing the intake to not keep up with consumption, and the body was elongated and thinner at the same time.The most obvious thing is that Qingluo is so sharp that it can poke someone's jaw to death, only the hard mandible is left to support the flesh, and all the soft baby fat is gone.The already big eyes were sunken, making them even bigger, bloodshot, always tired, and looked pitiful.

"Growing pains, you haven't grown one before, so you definitely don't understand." Qing Luo smiled, took the little tiger from Yingcao's arms, and stroked its fur over and over again.

"I haven't grown Qing Ke, have I? Are you as bloody as you are?!" What Yingcao remembers most is one night, the skin of Qing Luo's joints suddenly cracked, and the blood instantly soaked the clothes.

She didn't see the cracked skin with her own eyes, and Qing Luo avoided her when dealing with the wound.But she could hear clearly, the sound of 'beng' was like the sound of the unbearable periosteum being ruptured abruptly.

Yingcao couldn't help thinking about what the wound would look like, and she had nightmares about it for several nights.

Yingcao was even more afraid of Qing Luo. Yingcao's fear of Qing Luo was an indescribable kind of strange fear.But now, this fear has become clearer, and it seems to be stimulated by the coldness and sternness gradually emanating from Qing Luo.

"You are like this, you are not like you at all." Yingcao couldn't help complaining again, she was afraid of Qing Luo before, but Qing Luo was warm back then.

Qing Luo just shook his head and didn't answer.Holding the little tiger's armpit, he lifted the little guy up, and rubbed his nose against the hard and prickly hair on the little tiger's forehead.

The little tiger howled a few times, then stretched out its little tongue to please Qing Luo's chin with the tip of its tongue.

The barbs of a tiger's tongue are relatively hard, and they are easily scratched when licking on the skin.After being educated by Qing Luo several times, the little guy knew that when licking people, he could only use the tip of his tongue and not his tongue.

"Wait a little longer." Qing Luo suddenly stuffed the little tiger back into Yingcao's arms, took a deep breath, and smiled at the corner of her mouth: "Hurry up, there will be news soon."

Saying this, Qing Luo stretched her waist, her wrist slipped out from the wide cuff, it was as thin as if it would break when folded.Pulling up the quilt, Qing Luo crawled into bed, yawning: "I'm going to sleep for a while today..." As soon as the words fell, Qing Luo snored softly.

Accompanied by the sound of snoring, there is also a very light, 'cracking' sound of growth.

"Qing Ke, why didn't you persuade him." Yingcao pouted her mouth and pinched the little tiger's pad angrily.

After a long silence, Qing Ke said, "If you don't practice, you will die. It doesn't make any difference if you die sooner or later."