bookcurios Chapter 176 Step by Step
Chapter 176 Step by Step
When Shao Shuang'er finally finished her painful training and opened her eyes, she was startled by the people in front of her. Her heart skipped a beat, but she was relieved when she saw that they were familiar friends. "What are you doing? Why are you all surrounding me?"
"It's because our junior sister is worried about you. As your good sisters, we must be here to watch over you." Wu Baiquan replied with a smile. He stood up and patted his butt in a pretentious manner, saying, "Our sister Shuang'er is working so hard. It really makes me feel guilty."
"Don't give me that," Murong Ziqiu said with a smile, "I don't know who is pestering Elder Wu every day, asking him to teach me something real. Senior brother is just saying that, but in fact, he still wants to work hard in his heart."
Shao Shuang'er silently felt her Dantian. Not only did she feel bloated, but she also felt extremely uncomfortable. It was hot and swollen, as if it was about to burst. She couldn't help but turn pale, with big drops of sweat sliding down her cheeks. She held her stomach tightly with her hands, looking very uncomfortable.
An Ling saw Shao Shuang'er's situation in her heart, and she said in time: "Senior Sister, you have absorbed too much spiritual energy now, you need to release it."
"How to release... I have only learned sword moves and destructive spells. They are not suitable now, right?" Shao Shuang'er looked around. The accommodation conditions arranged for them by the Tianqiong Sect must be excellent. The interior of the building is beautifully decorated, and each furnishing has its unique meaning, whether it is a vase with lifelike flying gods painted on the surface, or a jade ruyi placed on the table, or a mirage silkworm that was fished out of the Beiming Sea and is still wriggling and emitting cold air... Everywhere you look, they are genuine treasures. Because of this, no matter which one Shao Shuang'er breaks, it will be tantamount to drawing fire upon herself.
An Ling was in a dilemma. She didn't have the ability to absorb the spiritual power of others. After all, that was the behavior of evil cultivators. She would never do such a thing. She just blinked and had a new idea. She quickly dragged the sect master who was still "fishing like Jiang Taigong" from the side of the pond and asked him to help regulate the spiritual power in Shao Shuang'er's body.
"I'm just a poor, weak, stinky old man, and I've never encountered such affluence diseases." He took a look at Shao Shuang'er's condition and knew the general situation. He stretched out his skinny palm and placed it more than ten inches away from Shao Shuang'er, muttering in a low voice: "Isn't this just indigestion? You have to eat one bite at a time, and do things one by one. You can't rush your cultivation, otherwise you will regress."
He pushed hard, and changed several hand gestures with one hand at an extremely fast speed, and finally drew out the excess spiritual power from Shao Shuang'er's Dantian. His fingers formed into sword fingers, slowly rising to his throat, he concentrated and shouted: "Open your mouth!"
"Ah!" Shao Shuang'er only felt that her dantian began to churn, and a strong impulse went from her dantian along the eight extraordinary meridians all the way to her throat. When it reached her throat, she finally couldn't help the physiological reaction. She opened her mouth with a wow and spit out a ball of spiritual power that was almost condensed into substance. Luo Qinghuai who was prepared easily dodged it. The fast-flying ball of spiritual energy unexpectedly hit the face of Li Feiling, who was wiping the mother-and-child sword in the distance with an expressionless face, like a meteor.
Luo Qinghuai was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing. He retracted his hand, looked at Shao Shuang'er whose face had turned the color of liver, and said happily: "You are fine, but others don't seem to be very well."
When Li Feiling was hit by the ball of spiritual energy, his cheek collided with the actual spiritual energy, making a huge impact sound. Luo Qinghuai thought maliciously, his whole face must be concave after being hit by such a powerful ball of spiritual energy, right?
“Brother Shishishi! You’re not… dead… right?” Shao Shuang’er hurriedly got up and scrambled to the side of Li Feiling, who had been hit by the disaster. Tears immediately flowed down her cheeks. She looked at Li Feiling, whose face was filled with black lines. She didn’t know what to do with her hands and feet. She could only sob and cry, “I’m sorry, sob, sob. It’s all my fault. I’ve hurt you.”
Li Feiling frowned, raised his hand and crushed the aura ball, looked at the crying Shao Shuang'er and said coldly: "What's there to cry about? I'm not dead yet."
Luo Qinghuai said faintly from a distance: "Hey, hey, hey, be careful and don't speak so harshly."
Shao Shuang'er waved her hands at Luo Qinghuai and said, "Sect Master! It's my fault, please don't say that." She turned around and apologized to Li Feiling earnestly, "Senior Brother Li, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it, it's just because I was too ambitious and in a hurry to practice, I wasted everyone's time and hurt you. I, I will make it up to you."
Li Feiling looked at Shao Shuang'er strangely, who was serious to the point of being stubborn. He really couldn't understand. Didn't she say she wasn't dead? Why was she crying as if the sky had fallen?
He thought for a moment and said directly: "Maybe my meaning is not very clear. I am just telling you that I am not dead and I am okay. There is no need for you to cry like this."
"Wow, wow, wow..." She thought that it was because of her excessive practice that she did not control the degree well, and she also thought that her talent was average. In fact, her hope of making it into the top three in the Immortal Gate Conference was very slim. Then she thought of the tragic fate of being "forced" to marry after failure. Shao Shuang'er cried even more miserably and burst into tears. Li Feiling stood up hurriedly. He did not know whether to persuade her or not, so he could only look at the sect master for help.
Luo Qinghuai didn't even glance at the most outstanding disciple of the sect. What's the point of being able to practice? The real skill is knowing how to coax girls! He was too lazy to pay attention to this guy who only loved to stay in the cave and farm. He walked slowly to the side of the spirit pond and put away his fishing rod. He walked upstairs with his hands behind his back and prepared to go back to his room to read some storybooks to adjust his mood. As for the young people's affairs, they had to be solved by the young people themselves.
An Ling walked to Shao Shuang'er and sat beside her. Shao Shuang'er looked like a senior student she had met in Blue Star University. An Ling recalled that senior student wanted to take the postgraduate entrance examination to a better school. She got up at six o'clock every day to study in the study room and did not return to the dormitory until the library closed. She persisted for several months. As a result, when the exam was about to start, she suddenly broke down. She tore her professional books frantically in the study room, and then burst into tears. Her voice was hoarse as if it came from the deepest part of her body. She lay on the table and loudly scolded herself for being dull and unable to compete with those powerful people. The pressure from family and studies finally made her completely collapse. The day she was suppressed to the extreme and exploded, it was just because she made a mistake in a familiar question again. She felt like the whole sky was about to fall. These small problems were just fuses. The real gunpowder was the mountain-like pressure behind her - just like Shao Shuang'er now.
In fact, An Ling already knew that among the three people, Wu Baiquan had the highest aptitude for cultivation, followed by Shao Shuang'er, and finally Murong Ziqiu. However, in terms of overall strength ranking, Murong Ziqiu was firmly in first place, and the other two were on par with each other.
In the final analysis, it was because of his family background. Murong Ziqiu was born into a family of immortal cultivators. The Murong family had a heritage that had been passed down for thousands of years. How could they let their children be inferior to their peers just because of their talents? Magical weapons, rare talismans, elixirs, poisons... In the process of Murong Ziqiu's growth, he not only obtained precious intelligence and knowledge from his family, but more importantly, these were external objects that could not be reflected in "spiritual power capacity".
This is also the reason why the Canglan Sword Sect has always been reluctant to adopt the Tianqiong Sect's realm level system. Because in a real battle, it is not as simple as two people standing together and comparing the level numbers on their heads. Strategy, location, IQ, martial arts level, quantity and quality of external objects, etc., these factors that cannot be reflected in the order of magnitude of spiritual power are the things that determine the victory or defeat of a battle!
In the world of cultivating immortals, there are frequent cases of subordinates rebelling against their superiors and the young beating the old, but it is not considered mainstream. Take An Ling for example. Since An Ling was taught by Master Black Mist, her spiritual power reserves are actually equal to those of Elder Mu Qing, who has practiced for most of his life. But can you say that An Ling can tie with Mu Qing? Obviously not. An Ling can't even tie with Li Feiling, who is slightly inferior to her in spiritual power. The key lies in "combat experience" and auxiliary items.
Battle is not an experiment that can be calculated with numbers, but a "dynamic" that is changing all the time. The tricks involved cannot be understood unless one personally experiences countless battles.