Qing Ling Dan?
Ye Cheng heard it clearly.
Aunt Yu Zhen has always been a vegetarian.
The three meals a day are not particularly large.
But he has excellent swordsmanship and possesses extraordinary power.
How long have you been practicing swordplay?
Food intake increased dramatically.
So he was curious about how Taoist Priest Yu Zhen met the energy needs of practicing swordsmanship?
Now we finally have the answer.
It turned out that he had taken pills.
If I could take elixirs, would my swordsmanship training be faster?
Ye Cheng's heart pounded.
For the Qingling Pill, he must perform well.
Ye Cheng held the bamboo basket and gathered tea leaves in one hand.
"Xiao Bai, you can't pluck like this. You have to pick the buds one by one...you have to be like me..."
Aunt Yu Zhen glanced at Ye Cheng's movements and immediately corrected herself.
Then she gave Ye Cheng a demonstration.
There are strict requirements on how long to pick and how many buds to pick.
Otherwise, the quality of the tea will be greatly compromised.
Ye Cheng nodded.
At first, he picked slowly.
Over time, I became proficient.
When Ye Cheng finished picking a bamboo basket full, Taoist Lin Ji was helpless and could only take out a porcelain vase from his arms and threw it to Taoist Sister Yu Zhen with some reluctance.
Who would have thought that this little white ape is so understanding of human nature.
Misstep.
Taoist Aunt Yu Zhen won a bottle of Qingling Pill and burst into laughter.
After returning to the bamboo house, Taoist Aunt Yu Zhen took out the porcelain bottle and poured a gray-white elixir.
Round.
Exudes a light medicinal fragrance.
"Xiao Bai, this Qingling Pill is a good thing. It can strengthen the body, nourish Qi and blood, and the effect of the medicine is very gentle. You will have great benefits after taking it."
Aunt Yu Zhen said with a smile.
This Qingling Pill is quite precious to martial arts practitioners like them, and they cannot take it every day.
It is indeed a huge waste to feed a little white ape.
However, she is willing.
Xiaobai had been seriously injured before. Although he recovered, the lost energy and blood were difficult to replace using conventional methods.
Qingling Pill can do just that.
She didn't care whether Ye Cheng understood or not, so she handed over the Qingling Pill.
Ye Cheng's attention has been on the elixir. He was worried that Taoist Priest Yu Zhen would forget to give him the elixir, so he was thinking of finding an opportunity to remind him.
He suppressed his inner excitement and quickly took the Qingling Pill.
First put the elixir under your nose and smell it. The aroma of the medicine is slightly pungent.
"Xiao Bai, eat quickly."
Aunt Yu Zhen made a gesture of eating.
Ye Cheng swallowed the Qingling Pill directly.
He thought that after taking it, his body would feel warm or something...but after a while, he found that his body had no reaction at all.
While eating, Ye Cheng finally discovered the problem.
He wasn't even hungry.
No appetite at all.
My stomach feels very bloated.
Aunt Yu Zhen seemed to have expected this.
She didn't even cook Ye Cheng's food.
Just a bowl of rice, a plate of green vegetables, and a piece of white water tofu, chewed slowly and ate it.
night.
Ye Cheng lay on the bamboo bed and fell asleep for the first time.
It's a bit uncomfortable because my stomach is bloated.
He obviously didn't eat for two meals.
Not just not hungry.
On the contrary, my stomach is bloated.
"Is this the effect of Qingling Pill?"
Ye Cheng was very curious.
Since Taoist Aunt Yu Zhen was at home, it was not easy for him to practice swordsmanship.
Otherwise, he really wants to go out now so that he can practice to his heart's content and exhaust himself...
morning.
Aunt Yu Zhen went out as usual.
Ye Cheng doesn't know what to do.
Ye Cheng, who had had a sleepless night, was still full of energy.
I just feel like there is endless strength in my body.
So he quickly picked up Taoist Aunt Yu Zhen's green bamboo sword and started practicing in the yard.
Once, twice, three times...
Ten times, twenty times, thirty times...
Normally, he would be exhausted after practicing three to five times.
But now... he has practiced for thirty or forty times, and he is still not exhausted... His whole body is even hot, as if his energy and blood are boiling.
The feeling of fullness in my stomach finally subsided a little.
"What a pleasure."
Ye Cheng dropped his sword and jumped up and down in the bamboo forest like crazy.
It was as if this bamboo forest had become his playground.
As Taoist Aunt Zhen was about to come back, Ye Cheng quickly cleaned up the bamboo leaves scattered everywhere in the yard, and then lay lazily on the bamboo chair, as if nothing had happened.
"Huh?"
Aunt Yu Zhen walked into the courtyard and glanced at Ye Cheng, her eyes showing surprise: "My eyes are overflowing. Is this a sign that my blood has boiled?"
The blood boils.
Every martial arts practitioner is familiar with it.
Now, she actually saw it in Xiao Bai.
Although Xiaobai had taken a Qingling Pill, while the drug was taking effect, it would increase the activity of Qi and blood, but it was definitely far from reaching the level of boiling Qi and blood.
"Xiao Bai, what did you do when I was away?"
Aunt Yu Zhen asked curiously.
Ye Cheng showed a confused expression.
Seeing this, Taoist Aunt Yu Zhen immediately knew that her question was a little too out of line. No matter how smart and understanding Xiaobai was, she could not answer her doubts.
After more than half a day passed, Ye Cheng finally no longer felt full.
Moreover, he felt that his strength, speed, reaction and other aspects had been significantly improved.
I have to say that the effect of Qingling Pill is really strong.
This is just a Qingling Pill.
It would be great if you could take it regularly.
It's a pity that I can only think about it.
I wonder if Aunt Yu Zhen will give him the Qingling Pill?
In the evening, Aunt Yu Zhen came back again.
"Tsk, tsk, your qi and blood have calmed down. Did you digest the Qingling Pill so quickly?"
Aunt Yu Zhen looked at Ye Cheng.
Even for a warrior like her, it would take more than half a day to completely refine the Qingling Pill through sword practice and internal skills.
An underage little white ape can actually digest the Qingling Pill so quickly.
She took out another Qingling Pill and threw it to Ye Cheng.
Ye Cheng took the Qingling Pill and was overjoyed.
Taoist Aunt Yu Zhen is so generous.
I should hope to get more elixirs from Taoist Aunt Yu Zhen in the future.
Ye Cheng didn't have dinner.
Because his stomach is bloated again.
Although uncomfortable.
He wishes he could feel this bloated every day...
Unfortunately, it's just a wishful thinking.
From the conversation between Taoist Aunt Yu Zhen and Taoist Lin Ji, this Qingling Pill should be quite precious.
the next morning.
After Aunt Zhen left, Ye Cheng took out his green bamboo sword and practiced the Double Ninth Festival sword technique in the yard.
What he didn't know was that Taoist Aunt Yu Zhen had gone and returned, standing outside the bamboo forest, looking through the thick bamboo forest at the little white ape who was practicing his sword.
At this moment, there was a touch of surprise and disbelief on her pretty and delicate face.
"Xiao Bai actually knows how to practice swordsmanship?"
Moreover, the swordsmanship practiced by Xiaobai seemed familiar to her.
"Chongyang Sword Technique? No, there is a little difference..."
"Is it possible that when I was practicing my sword every day, Xiaobai just watched and learned it?"
Aunt Yu Zhen was a little confused.
The scene she saw was really unbelievable.
A white ape learned a lot just by watching her practice swordsmanship.
This imitation ability is too strong.
All along, she only thought that the little white ape was humane and very smart... But now it seemed that she still underestimated the white ape's spirituality.
"No wonder Xiaobai can enter the boiling state of Qi and blood and speed up the digestion of Qingling Pill."
Aunt Yu Zhen was deeply moved.
This shows that the swordsmanship learned by the little white ape is not only imitative, but also practiced.
Otherwise, there is no way to arouse Qi and blood to the point of boiling.
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