Rebel Cultivation Guide [Transmigration Book]

After Feng Xiwu left, Liuli was the only one in the cold pool.

Liuli lay on the white jade bed, gazed affectionately at the ice layer above her head, and stretched out her fingers to test all the spells she knew. Water blades, whips, and waterspouts came one by one, but in the end, there was not even a mark left.

This cannot be untied by relying on the brute force of the foundation building period, Liuli penetrated her spiritual sense into her storage ring, and looked through her inventory.

As the head's daughter, she has absolutely no shortage of good things. Naturally, there are high-level magic weapons that can allow her to exert power beyond the foundation-building period, but...

Although Feng Xiwu was not there, Liuli still sighed and withdrew her consciousness.

Although the shortcut was quick, she didn't want to take it now.

This layer of solid ice is not just ice, it contains large and small formations set up by Feng Xiwu, which are interlocking like the nine chains and need to be broken with skill.

Liuli calmed down, her spiritual consciousness controlled her true energy to condense into strands, slowly covered the ice layer, and carefully explored the structure inside the ice layer...

Not enough true energy, she tried to meditate and practice, absorbing spiritual energy from the cold pool water.

In the beginning, he had to maintain his own breathing and explore the complex structure of the entire ice layer. His true energy was consumed very quickly, and Liuli was also easily tired.

But slowly, I don't know how long it took, she learned to effectively use every trace of true energy and spiritual consciousness, and learned how to reduce consumption without reducing the speed and scope of exploration.

Liuli entered a very strange state.

Later, she learned how to absorb spiritual energy and release true energy at the same time, and also learned to multi-task, using several spells at the same time.

She can breathe, she can explore, she can heat the water around her for warmth, and she can break down the small structures inside the ice.

When she finally melted the ice layer and stood up from the pool.

Feng Xiwu was already standing on the shore waiting.

Liuli beamed with joy, and when she stood firm, she called out, "Really, I did it!"

Feng Xiwu looked at her with a very shallow smile, just about to say something, paused, and changed his words: "Changing clothes and coming up."

Liuli finally remembered, looked down, and saw that the cloth beggar's clothes were soaked in water, messy and wrinkled on her body, and there was a big hole in her stomach, revealing her white and tender belly.

Liuli turned pale with shock, and sat back in the water with a crash.

After taking a deep breath, he twitched and said, "I'm going to change clothes, Maestro... you turn around."

The image is too bad, her impression score should drop again!

Under Liuli's apprehensive eyes, Feng Xiwu turned around without a trace of disturbance.

It's been a few days, and it's only now that I think about the image problem. Sometimes she is really dull.

Liuli quickly found out a suit of clothes, and stood in the pool to change. The clothes were the martial suit of Tianwuzong, with a white base and blue patterns, and the wide-sleeved robe was simple and plain.On weekdays, Tianwuzong did not make any clothing requirements for his disciples, so this suit was suppressed at the bottom of the box.

After changing the glass, he flopped ashore, dried his clothes with spells, and controlled his true qi proficiently and precisely.

Before I knew it, the foundation was laid.

Leaving the cold pool and going ashore, Liuli followed Feng Xiwu through a bend, only to find that this place turned out to be the inside of the cliff where the Mingyuetan Waterfall was.

The rumbling sound heard earlier was the sound of the waterfall.

Feng Xiwu asked her how she felt about the zhenqi in her body now.

Liuli thought about it for a while, and replied: "It's hard to say, if I really want to say it, it's better to say that I feel closer."

Feng Xiwu nodded, indicating that he understood, and brought Liuli back to the meditation room.

Liuli looked at the meditation room, felt the aura around her, and asked curiously why she didn't let herself continue to practice in the cold pool.

Isn't there a higher concentration of water elements there?

Feng Xiwu gave her an answer from another perspective: "The higher the concentration, the better. A monk uses his body as a filter to absorb the pure from impurities. This is also a kind of exercise."

At this moment, Liuli finally remembered and asked, "Really, how long have I been soaking there?"

When soaking in the water, there is no concept of time. When I am hungry, I will find something to eat from the ring and take two bites. With all my attention, I can't feel the passage of time.

"Seven days."

Liuli opened her mouth wide, in disbelief: "So long?!"

Feng Xiwu lightly tapped her shoulder, and pushed her to sit on the ground: "Wrong, you should ask 'so short'."

Liuli seems to understand but not understand.

Feng Xiwu originally planned to cultivate the child's temperament, and planned to trap her there for a month.

Who knew she could break through that layer of ice so long in advance...

Feng Xiwu affirmed her talent in her heart, but she didn't intend to tell it.Having said that, she will surely ask herself proudly if she is good or not.

Feng Xiwu got a headache just thinking about it.

……

Afterwards, Liuli stayed in the meditation room for a few more days, where she ate and slept, but resumed her practice rhythm of fishing for three days and drying nets for two days.

Ever since she knew the fact that she had been soaked in the water for seven days, she deeply felt the pity of her body and spirit, so she wanted to make up for it and rest.

I still practiced while sleeping according to the previous rhythm. When I was bored, I ran to the small windy garden and stood on the top of the pavilion to water the flowers. I never got down and stood in the mud.Occasionally, I will cook in the small kitchen that has not been used for several years.

At the beginning, Liuli was worried and wavering in front of Feng Xiwu, but later found that Feng Xiwu still answered the questions with all her heart, and there was no displeasure on her face, as if she had no complaints about her half-hearted appearance.

Liuli then waved boldly with confidence.

More than half a month passed, the weather was calm and there was no accident, Liuli rose to another level naturally during a meditation.

This matter was accomplished, Liuli was overjoyed and felt that it was all thanks to Feng Xiwu, so she hung upside down on the gazebo and picked some edible flowers such as chrysanthemums and gardenias to make a plate of flower cakes.

Feng Xiwu's garden is very magical, and I don't know how to make it. The plants of different flowering periods all gather together to bloom, and they are always blooming undefeated, and even contain pure aura.

In the gazebo, there are orchids surrounded by flowers, with a faint fragrance and a gentle breeze.

Feng Xiwu sat on the stone bench, looked at the dim sum brought in front of him, stretched out his fingers, picked up a small piece and put it in his mouth to chew.

Looking at the scene of the beauties eating cakes in front of her, Liuli couldn't help showing a weird smile.

After staring at Feng Xiwu after eating a piece, he didn't want to reach out anymore.

Feng Xiwu picked up the scented tea brewed in Liuli, took a sip, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at why a real person doesn't leave any crumbs when eating cakes." Liuli stretched out her hand and gave a thumbs up, "As expected of a real person, his movements are elegant and his manners are superb. My disciple feels full just by looking at a real person. This must be beautiful and delicious!" "

Feng Xiwu: "...do you know what you are talking about?"

Liuli held her face and smiled: "You know, I'm praising the real person. Although it sounds like flattery, every sentence is the disciple's sincerity. The disciple is clumsy and can't speak elegant words, so he can only speak the truth. Don't be offended by real people..."

Mouth clumsy?

Others don't even talk nonsense in front of themselves, let alone words with frivolity.

Only she dared to be so presumptuous.

Feng Xiwu pinched a piece of cake and stuffed it into Liuli's mouth with lightning speed, and said flatly, "Shut up."

Liuli: "No!"

It's delicious, and there's a pleasant smell in your belly!

Liuli asked Feng Xiwu to come out to eat cakes this time, and she also wanted to ask some questions.

The process of leveling up this time was as smooth as milk, Liuli was a little curious: "You know my leveling up won't take long this time, so you don't care about my playing?"

"You also know that you are playful?" Feng Xiwu glanced at her.

Liuli immediately bit her lip and smirked, trying to pass the test with cuteness.

Feng Xiwu didn't care about her, and said: "You are quite talented, but your foundation is not stable. After laying the foundation in the cold pool, you can progress naturally. Besides, the mentality of a monk is also important. If you don't focus on cultivation, Forcing retreat will be self-defeating."

Why not just follow her and make her happy.

Liuli deeply agrees: "Really, what you said is really right!"

……

Liuli was still driven away.

Feng Xiwu waved her sleeves, and she was thrown out of the yard.

"You've been around long enough, it's time to go."

At this time, there is only half a month left before the master competition, and Liuli has been in Wutong Mountain for a long time, and she is about to develop feelings.

She unilaterally felt that Feng Xiwu had taught her so much, and it could be said that the two of them had become masters and apprentices, and they were only one title away.

She didn't think much about it, and said this in front of Feng Xiwu, but Feng Xiwu didn't know what to think when he heard it, his expression paled, and he threw her out.

Liuli was very puzzled: there is no need to be so strict, right?

Unable to understand, Feng Xiwu asked her to go back, and she went down the mountain obediently, and she couldn't be annoyed at the last moment.

On the way down the mountain, Liuli stopped by the disciple's courtyard halfway up the mountain, and gave some of the flower cakes she made earlier to the two master sisters.

The flower cake has always been stored in the ring, and it is still fresh when it is taken out. The skin is thin and crispy, and it is delicious.

Junior Sister Xiaofeng tasted it, and asked with a smile how the stuffing was prepared, Liuli said: "Honey, sugar, pine nuts, fresh flowers... well, the quality of the flowers is also very important, try it, it's grown in real people's yards , very good."

The two master sisters froze and looked at each other.

"What's wrong?" Liuli was puzzled.

Junior Sister Xiaofeng hesitated and said, "What grows in the real man's yard...is a panacea."

"Crimson Phoenix Chrysanthemum, Chiba Gardenia, Huishui Yeminglan..." Junior Sister Xiaofeng broke apart several cakes with different fillings and counted them one by one, "These are all high-level spirits that can't be grown in Baicaoyuan Medicine."

Liuli looked at the flower cake, looked at Junior Sister Xiaofeng, slowly swallowed the cake in her mouth, and said hesitantly:

"Those who don't know...are not guilty."

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