Ling Xiao was lucky enough not to be angry to death!
What do you mean your grandma came faster than me?
It’s so shocking!
However, the facts were in front of him, and although Ling Xiao was angry, there was nothing he could do.
Practice!
He took a deep breath and kneaded again.
[When you shake my flower mist, it means progress! 】
[Practice slowly, don’t rush. 】
Xiu Shenhua and Bi Qingshu said again, this time in a gentler tone.
Um!
Ling Xiao perked up and pointed out the halberd.
The fireball let out a piercing roar, and in an instant, a mushroom cloud of flames rose up, drowning the practice stakes!
[There is progress, there are so many hair strands. 】
Tu Shenhua laughed again.
Ling Xiaoquan pretended not to hear.
He knew very well that with his spiritual talent, there was only one path available.
Diligence can make up for weakness!
Without hesitation, he took out a spiritual stone and held it. While recovering his mana, he performed the secret again!
As he was forging his body, he was very slow to absorb the spiritual energy of the spirit stones. Perhaps even when all his mana was exhausted, he wouldn't be able to replenish it much.
But, it would be fine if we could let him cast the spell one more time!
Practice!
In the silent manor, flames shot into the sky.
After practicing until his mana was empty, Ling Xiao quickly restored his mana, then got up and practiced again.
There is no idleness in my heart.
He kept trying, simulating the process of drawing the talisman while casting the spell.
If you realize something.
But it’s hard to grasp the details.
Not enough practice!
The night passed.
The morning sun was rising, and the golden light shone on Ling Xiao's body, making his bronze skin look like steel poured into iron.
Ling Xiao panted heavily and fired the last fireball technique. He didn't care about the result and sat down on the ground.
Fatigue comes like a tide.
Meditating and casting spells all night long is too much of a burden for a physical training monk.
Moreover, even though the degree of progress was extremely limited, there were still things that were not human beings chattering in my ears.
[What a wooden head! 】
[Where has the understanding that I used to learn cooking spells gone? 】
It especially dampens people’s enthusiasm!
[It can be considered a bit of progress. 】
【yes. 】
Leng Chunhua was strangely not sarcastic. It seemed that Ling Xiao's practice of magic had touched their memory.
[Progress is nothing! Every time he just stares at the casting stage, as soon as the spell leaves his hand, it seems like it has nothing to do with him anymore, which makes him really angry! 】
Tu Shenhua's tone was serious, as if she wanted to use the stem wire to stir up Ling Xiao's brain.
Ling Xiao shuddered.
Just focus on the casting phase?
Ling Xiao lay on the ground, resting and thinking.
Don’t blame him for doing this!
He had to cast the spell and simulate the process of drawing the talisman at the same time!
But from the effect point of view, it is not good.
Could it be that you are still distracted after the spell leaves your hand?
forgive me……
Ling Xiao smiled bitterly.
[Bite off more than you can chew, proper rest is also important. Relax, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge! 】
Bi Qingshu comforted.
Ling Xiao felt that it made sense.
He simply slept for half an hour.
Then wake up energetically, temporarily put aside the thoughts of spells and making talismans, and take care of the spiritual plants first.
After sorting out the spiritual field, spiritual pond, and medicine garden, Ling Xiao stood by the spiritual pond and made a decision.
Expansion!
He no longer has to worry about the rice demon worms. He can free up more time to expand the spiritual fields and spiritual ponds, which is the best choice.
Just do it.
Ling Xiao took out his purple sword, sharpened it, and got busy.
He has exercised his body and has plenty of strength.
Not long after, 2 acres of newly reclaimed spiritual fields and 2 spiritual ponds were born.
He pinched the magic formula again and modified the spiritual energy movement of the spiritual eye stone.
The spiritual energy of the Spiritual Eye Stone was already overflowing, easily covering the newly cultivated fields and ponds, and it seemed that it was far from reaching its limit.
After all this work, Ling Xiao didn't plan to go out.
He has changed his flea market pickup schedule to once every seven days.
Because it is becoming more and more difficult to pick up leaks, the valuable ones have been almost emptied by him, and the profits are very small.
Fortunately, his spiritual stone reserves are still very rich, so he doesn't have to worry about money for the time being.
Even if there is no money, there are still more than 3,000 kilograms of spiritual rice in the warehouse.
He couldn't eat that much by himself!
The training plan in the Moqu Mountains was temporarily put on hold after he started making talismans. In this regard, we can start over.
Practice.
Put aside all distracting thoughts.
After more than two months of hard training, Ling Xiao's cultivation level is one step closer. It is expected that with the help of sufficient spiritual food, he can try to break through to the sixth level of Qi refining in four to five months.
…
Cultivation life is fulfilling and busy, and Ling Xiao is moving forward steadily step by step.
boom!
Another fireball hit the practice stake hard.
The wooden pile let out a whine and came with a bang!
[Finally I can see some changes! 】
【It’s not easy! 】
Ling Xiao looked at the remains of the wooden pile, a smile flashed across his face.
The mist of the Goddess Flower floating in the air seemed to be faintly touched just now!
The fireball technique just now was at least about 10% more powerful than the original one!
To accomplish all this, half a month has passed since he started practicing the spell!
In the past five days, Ling Xiao could no longer remember how many times he had released the fireball technique.
During this time, he only went out once to buy the young Yuanbao turtles needed for raising. The rest of the time, he always stayed in the yard.
Even in his dreams every day, he would unconsciously dream about the boring and tiring process of casting spells.
The process is difficult.
The result is gratifying.
After casting spells again and again and simulating talisman making again and again, Ling Xiao's understanding of the fireball technique now far exceeds that at the beginning.
He firmly believes that if he makes a fireball talisman now, the success rate will definitely increase!
However, he has no intention of starting production now.
Spell training is not over yet!
Because he hasn't shaken Huashen Huawu yet!
Wait for me!
When Ling Xiao thought of all the cynicism he had suffered over the past half month, he felt that his whole body was full of motivation!
The premise is to buy a new practice stake first.
…
then.
Another half month has passed.
Ling Xiao carried the ten-tailed molten crucian carp and set foot on Chenjia Mountain again.
In the mountains, nothing changes.
Walking along the mountain path, Ling Xiao met the Taoist priest sweeping the floor again, but this Taoist priest was a little different.
"Brother Ma?"
Ma Ying stopped and saw Ling Xiao, and showed a kind smile, "Donor Ling is here! Master, he asked me to send you the spiritual rice yesterday, but I didn't expect you to come to the door first."
Ling Xiao said seriously: "Taoist Master Lao is worried. Why did Brother Ma come to sweep the mountain? Shouldn't this job be left to the junior brothers?" he asked curiously.
Ma Ying shook his head and said: "Cleaning the mountains and forests is the task of everyone in Qingfeng Temple, even Master. This allows us to stop while practicing."
"I noticed that the donor looked quite tired. It would be good to stop and give it a try once in a while."
Ma Ying added with a smile.
There was so much truth in these words that Ling Xiao felt confused and could only laugh twice and said: "Thank you, Brother Ma. Then I will go up to the Taoist priest first and bring you some delicious food."
He showed the fish in his hand.
Ma Ying's eyes lit up and she said, "Donor Ling is too polite."
After bidding farewell to Ma Ying, Ling Xiao continued to climb the mountain.
After walking for a while, he suddenly felt something in his heart and looked back.
In the quiet mountain forest, Ma Ying also looked at him, smiled slightly, lowered her head again, and patiently cleaned the stone steps.
Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart, but he couldn't figure out the reason. He could only shake his head and continue up the mountain.
Maybe I've been really tired recently.
