Qin Hanchuan's red lips bloomed and he smiled: "Does this show your timidity?"
Seeing that Qiong Yi had used enough strength to carry the bamboo basket on his back, he added, "Except for external force, you can use any method you can think of."
After she finished speaking, she cast her gaze on Sheng Xuanyuan. Before Sheng Xuanyuan had time to sympathize with Qiong Yi, she realized that she too was doomed. "As for Xiao Xuanqian, I bought some shells randomly. As for you, you are responsible for using your Guimo Slash to break these shells into pieces. No one can be missed." She weighed out a shell from the bag hanging around her waist. When you throw it up, the shell is less than the size of your thumb, and the color is not very eye-catching.
"Yesterday, your training results were too poor. You can't blame me for coming up with this method. Sheng Xuanyuan, if you miss one, or if you don't break it with skills, just carry Qiong Yi's basket of stones and run around the mountain. Ten laps.”
Sheng Xuanyuan said silently: "Run five laps."
"Fifteen laps."
"Seven and a half circles."
Qin Hanchuan narrowed his beautiful eyes and couldn't help but bargain: "Twenty laps."
Sheng Xuanyuan acknowledged: "Ten circles."
"It would be better if you just admit it earlier." Qin Hanchuan waved to Qiong Yi and signaled the two of them: "It's about to start, I will slow down."
Qiong Yi was carrying a bamboo basket on his back and was so pressed that he couldn't even straighten his waist. The stones in the basket were not heavy by themselves. After applying the weight-increasing spell, they became as heavy as a mountain, weighing two to three hundred kilograms. The real weight in the Dantian was Qi quickly transformed into strength, but her steps were still very reluctant. When she raised her eyes to look at Qin Hanchuan, she was already standing on a branch in the distance, and her voice spread far through the dense forest: "Xiao Xuanyuan, you must be sure to kill him accurately."
To catch up.
Qiong Yi silently recited several times in her mind, carried the bamboo basket up her back twice, and ran forward with difficult steps, leaving deep footprints every step of the way. She simply could not perform Qing Kung Fu under such a heavy load. At first, she could run at a relatively fast speed for a while. However, as time went by, her physical strength dropped sharply. In less than half a cup of tea, Qin Hanchuan had disappeared from her sight. Those who walked far away with her were also jumping over and over. Sheng Xuanyuan wielding a sword.
...How can we possibly catch up?
The training method Qin Hanchuan put into their practice was far more direct and brutal than Qiong Yi had imagined. It was different from the "leverage to strengths and avoid weaknesses" taught to her by Lu Bin in the past. Instead, it dealt directly with her own weaknesses.
Qiong Yi gritted her teeth and ran for more than a quarter of an hour. She really couldn't hold on any longer. She took off her backpack and rested for a long time. Her shoulders were sore from the thin straps, and the palms of her hands that were tightening the straps were scratched twice. She pressed the red marks on her palms. Fortunately, there were no blisters. She put the heavy backpack on her back and continued to move forward. Her Dantian, which had returned to breath, was delivering true energy to every inch of the meridians in her body. Moving forward is still extremely difficult.
In front of the dense forest that Qiong Yi could no longer see, Cheng Ying was smeared with dark green light. One after another sword energy hit the stone shells thrown by Qin Hanchuan. Sheng Xuanyuan breathed rapidly. He activated his skills several times, and the true energy disappeared like clouds. As quickly as they were used up, the sister-in-law stepped on the leaves from the top of the tree and flew away. The angle of the throw was extremely tricky. The small shell held between her fingers flew out with her wrist in an instant. It was so fast that he couldn't see clearly and could only rely on Wind and intuition judge.
She just said: "The third one missed."
After the harsh sound of "Shua——", Qin Hanchuan's voice sounded from the sky again: "The fourth one."
Sheng Xuanyuan bit her lower lip, and the dark green color gradually faded from Cheng Ying's face. She shouted again: "When the time is up for the skill, start it again! Don't stop, swing the sword!"
Taking a deep breath, his meridians tingled, Sheng Xuanyuan forced Gui Mo Zhan again, and the color of the mountain of ink flashed on the sword again. As his body changed, under the sword energy, he shattered the stone into powder. cowry.
Then, there was one round, and another, and another.
Qiong also caught up with them an hour and a half later. In other words, it was Qin Hanchuan who took the initiative to stop and wait for her at the top of the mountain. With trembling steps, she jumped up to the top of the mountain with the bamboo basket on her back. Unable to support herself, she unloaded the heavy object and knelt down on the ground. The basket on her back landed with a thud, making a hole in the ground. Xuan Yuan stepped forward to help her but Qin Hanchuan stopped him: "Let her get up by herself."
Sheng Xuanyuan's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and he had to take it back silently. Qiong Yi put his hands on his knees, and after a long time, he stood up unsteadily.
Qin Hanchuan pointed to the backpack and said resentfully to Sheng Xuan: "Put it on your back and run seventy round trips along the way we went up the mountain."
Sheng Xuanyuan walked up behind Qiong Yi, picked up the bamboo basket, and asked her in a low voice: "Can you hold on?"
Qiong Yi smiled reluctantly: "Small problem..."
After hearing her reply, he nodded, jumped up and flew down the mountain.
Qiong Yi watched him fly away in shock, and Qin Hanchuan's melodious voice sounded in her ears: "Are you surprised that he can carry heavy weight with ease?"
Pressing his thumb against the burning blisters on his palm, Qiong Yi responded dully: "Yes."
Qin Hanchuan took her hands and applied medicine into his palms: "He has been held to extremely strict standards since he was a child. The immortal dew spiritual materials and high-grade magic weapons have been used in the foundation building for a long time. Once you have a good foundation, you don’t have to force yourself to compete with him.”
Qiong also said nothing.
"Little girl, you are really competitive." Qin Hanchuan laughed.
"Sister-in-law, Sheng Jing never had a free day in his past, right?" Qiong Yi's voice was very soft, her eyes fell on the place where Sheng Xuanyuan disappeared, and she asked knowingly.
"Yes, so he hates cultivation." Qin Hanchuan also followed her gaze: "If he hadn't met you, he would have stagnated."
*
In the next few days of practice, Qiong also changed from one trip up the mountain with heavy weights to additional training to two round trips with heavy weights. She has gradually improved from an extremely strenuous state. When she is too tired, she will use Xian Ge to support herself for a while.
She occasionally had a whim, thinking about whether she could use the wind condensation technique to hold objects, but the actual effect was not good, because the air flow she gathered was a constantly expanding wind, which would bounce away objects that were close to her. Controlling its shape did not work for one or two days. On the seventh day of the effort, the wind shape really changed. The flowing wind mass began to slow down and the controllable distance also began to expand. Qin Hanchuan saw this , encouraged: "That's right, let's try to make it still and solidify."
Sheng Xuanyuan could only maintain the flow of dense ink for ten breaths, but now it has been extended to nearly a hundred breaths. Although the progress is huge, Qin Hanchuan is not satisfied. She said: "Let the 'Gui Mo' sword energy truly become your ordinary sword energy." Part of it, Xuan Yuan, you should practice with this idea in mind, instead of fooling me or yourself."
That day, Sheng Xuanyuan practiced without saying a word for a long time, but with little effect. Then he went to nowhere, and he didn't come back until dark.
Seeing that the dinner left for him was gradually cooling down, Qiong Yi looked at Qin Hanchuan with some confusion. She was wiping the tear-breaking sword in an orderly manner: "This old problem is no longer strange. Go find him."
These days, Qiong has also personally experienced Qin Hanchuan's tolerant attitude towards her, but harsh and harsh attitude toward him. She is somewhat dissatisfied in her heart, dissatisfied with being treated differently, and dissatisfied with her excessive scolding of Sheng Xuanyuan, but It's hard to say anything, so I can only go find him alone.
It was already late at night when Qiong Yi found Sheng Xuanyuan. The moonlight was clear and the trees were whistling. He was guarding by a mountain spring. The Shadow Bearing Sword was deeply embedded in the spring, and the sword's light was sharp.
When Sheng Xuanyuan saw her coming, there was a moment of panic in his eyes. He subconsciously turned his back, and realized that escaping like this was not an option. He was tangled in his heart, but he wanted to get closer to her, so he called out in a low voice: "Qiong Yi .”
He was silent for a while and said: "...I'm sorry."
Qiong Yi didn't say anything, but walked to his side, opened his arms, curved his eyes slightly, and showed a shallow smile: "Give me a hug."
She said: "I won't feel sad after a hug."
Sheng Xuanyuan was stunned and raised his hand to hug her tightly.
Qiong also felt the wet and cool touch in his hair, sticking to her neck, which was a bit disturbing, but she didn't hate it. She said, "I'm a little tired too. I went out for a walk and happened to bump into you. "
Sheng Xuanyuan knew she was lying. No one who had practiced hard all day would walk in the deep mountains and forests in the middle of the night. His throat was a little tight and he could only hum. Qiong Yi rubbed his hair. , as if bullying the lost cat, rubbing his half-dried hair into a mess.
"I'm not good." He buried himself on her shoulder and said over and over again: "I'm not good..."
"...It's because I'm not practicing well."
Qiong Yi accompanied him over and over again: "Don't say that, I'm watching. You're fine. You've made so much progress in the past few days, I'm watching..."
The moonlight gradually shifted, turning the two people's overlapping figures, and the grass insects rustled and chirped. Sheng Xuanyuan finally let go of his hand and kissed her gently on the forehead. His expression had calmed down and he never saw her again. Feeling gloomy and lonely just now, he said: "Let's go back."
Qiong Yi held his hand and blinked: "Don't take those words of Senior Qin to heart."
"Yeah." Sheng Xuanyuan nodded: "I don't care anymore."
He added: "It seems that at times like this, you always know how to... comfort me."
Qiong also smiled softly, "Yes."
*
From that day on, Sheng Xuanyuan became more and more silent and diligent in his hard training. Except for spending some time alone with Qiong Yi in the evening to talk privately between them, the rest of the time was dedicated to honing his sword skills.
After half a month of hard training, Sheng Xuanyuan's control over the "Gui Mo" state of his sword energy gradually changed from consuming a large amount of true energy to actively adjusting its consumption, duration and power, integrating with Sheng Jichen's sword technique, and finally succeeded It lasted for half a quarter of an hour and finished all the sword moves on Jichen's first level.
Qin Hanchuan said nothing, just nodded slightly.
Sheng Xuanyuan didn't see it, but Qiong was very close and could clearly see the satisfaction and relief in her eyes.
The days of practicing with Qin Hanchuan were very tiring. Every time she was pushed to the limit and then passed the limit. During this process, Qiong Yi didn't complain at all.
For her, the initially overwhelming bamboo basket could no longer overwhelm her. Now she could carry it half using light kung fu and half trotting, all the way to the top of the mountain. Her physical strength had increased unknowingly, and her true energy had transformed into strength. My kung fu has also improved, and even my light kung fu has become a bit better.
The range of the Wind Condensation Technique has also been expanded from a hundred meters in radius to one mile in radius. It can slightly change the shape of the gathered airflow and turn it into a wind wall. Although it can be turned into a blade shape, it has no sharp edges and its lethality is not high. Qiong also somewhat realized that her gifted skill might not be wind condensation, but wind control. Because her cultivation level was not high enough, she only let it appear in the form of gathering wind and condensing wind.
The days of hard training passed day by day. Qin Hanchuan did not tell them how long they would practice. The two of them gradually calmed down and did not mention the end.
The end of this penance was when the two received a letter.
A letter from Yan Tingshen and Qiong Yi that they exchanged before they parted ways with Su and Yan.
It's a blood seal.
"The author has something to say:
The reason why Qiong Yi was dissatisfied with the differential treatment was that she believed that since she and Sheng Xuanyuan were training together under Qin Hanchuan, they should be treated equally. Being easy on yourself and harsh on Sheng Xuanyuan will make you feel aggrieved for him first, and secondly you will think that Qin Hanchuan pays more attention to Sheng Xuanyuan? It’s also a sign of competitiveness.
In fact, Qin Hanchuan just liked her more, and felt that Xiao Sheng's temperament needed to be tempered. "Anyway, there are people here who can coax him, and they can coax him very well. I might as well go too far~"... She is probably like this Thought. "
