In the afternoon, at the foot of the mountain.
With a snap, Yang Yunhai, who was carrying vines hanging down the mountain wall, landed on his toes.
"Here, I've tied it securely." He raised his hand and handed the fixed safety rope to Zhu Zhuqing.
"Thank you." The latter took the rope and tied it around his waist, turned around and faced the mountain wall, and began to climb the rock wall with his hands.
"It's time for me to start." Seeing Zhu Zhuqing climbing higher, Yang Yunhai turned around and walked towards the other side of the mountain wall. When you get close, move back to a distance of five meters, raise your right hand, and connect your middle finger and index finger. As the soul power surges, thunder arcs fill the fingertips.
"Discharge!" With a slight flick, a thick electric arc shot out from his finger, hitting the rock wall in front of him with a snap, leaving a black mark.
The next moment, the five fingers spread out, and lightning arcs filled the fingertips again. As time went by, a golden thunder light that was about the size of a thumb and flashed with electric arcs continued to take shape on the palm of the hand. From a distance, it looks like a thunderball made of thunder nets.
After a few breaths, Yang Yunhai frowned slightly, threw his hand, "Boom!" A bright roar sounded loudly on the rock wall.
"The control is still a bit weak, and I can't compress it too much." Yang Yunhai pondered, then shook his head and turned towards the area with lush blue silver grass.
He sat down on the spot, summoned his martial soul, activated his soul power, and vines rose up.
Interweaving, twisting, and stretching, gradually, a thick snake-shaped vine with a tapered head and barbs all over the body spiraled into shape. Then, as if he was alive, he swam behind Yang Yunhai's left shoulder.
Constantly turning, circling, and making impact movements.
Half an hour later, another snake head floated up behind his right shoulder.
"It's a pity that the mental strength is not enough and the control power is a little worse. Otherwise, the ability of Wuhun to reserve energy may be further used, making Vine Snake truly a helper who can fight independently." He opened his eyes and glanced at both sides, and couldn't help but sigh.
Time flies, an hour passes quickly, and there is a soft sound of landing in the distance.
Yang Yunhai turned around and frowned suddenly.
Zhu Zhuqing had already landed on the ground, her beautiful body slightly bowed, her right wrist pressed against the stone wall to support her body, and her left hand naturally drooped, trembling unconsciously along with her legs.
Looking from a distance, the palms of both hands are bloody, the ears and temples are wet, and salt stains can be vaguely seen on the ears and neck.
Such hard work...Yang Yunhai quickly stood up and came to Zhu Zhuqing's side to steady his shoulders with a few bounces.
"I'm fine, just take a rest." Zhu Zhuqing said softly through gritted teeth.
"My hands are bruised and blistered, but I still say it's okay." Yang Yunhai shook his head and used his soul power to slowly inject it into his body.
While injecting soul power, he said, "Your body is currently in a state of depletion, and you cannot sit down and rest for the time being. I will use my soul power to heal your injuries first, and relieve your muscles by the way. Then I will help you move around, and then I will carry you back to the cabin. rest."
"Thank you." Zhu Zhuqing said concisely.
"No problem." Yang Yunhai smiled and began to focus on injecting soul power.
After a while, he withdrew his hand and helped Zhu Zhuqing towards the wooden house. When he was about to leave, he bent down, picked up Zhu Zhuqing from the waist, and ran quickly towards the wooden house.
During the process, Zhu Zhuqing did not speak, but lowered his head slightly and rested his head on Yang Yunhai's shoulder.
After a while, when they returned to the wooden house, Yang Yunhai placed Zhu Zhuqing in the house and sat down on a chair.
"Sit down and rest for a while, then rub the sore parts with your hands. When I come back, I will boil water for you to take a bath."
"Yeah." Zhu Zhuqing shook his head gently and watched Yang Yunhai walk out of the wooden house.
After a while, his muscles relaxed slightly, and he pushed himself up and staggered to the window. Looking around, Yang Yunhai is wearing a short-sleeved shirt, holding a nearly three-meter-long single-hug log with both hands, standing up and squatting down in the distance, which looks very methodical.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Zhuqing bit her lips unconsciously.
Become stronger, continue to become stronger, strong enough to ignore the fate imposed on herself by those people, this is the reason why she has been working hard. But now it seems that she hasn't worked hard enough. The gap with Yang Yunhai seems to be getting wider and wider.
Thinking of this, his slightly drooped hands couldn't help but clenched, and his eyes became firmer.
Half an hour later, there was a creak, the ajar door was pushed open, and Yang Yunhai strode in.
Looking around, Zhu Zhuqing was not in the living room, so he couldn't help but look up to the room. Through the ajar door, one could clearly see Zhu Zhuqing sitting on the bed and practicing with his eyes closed.
Smiling slightly, Yang Yunhai turned around and walked towards the kitchen without interrupting.
While cooking rice, place a pot to boil water.
Two quarters of an hour later, carrying two large buckets of hot water, he arrived at the door of Zhu Zhuqing's room, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.
"Zhuqing, the hot water is boiled. I'll carry it in for you and pour it into the bathroom tub."
Zhu Zhuqing, who was sitting on the bed practicing, then opened his eyes, propped himself up, and replied softly: "I'm sorry to trouble you."
"It's okay." Yang Yunhai opened the door, picked up the hot water, entered the house and walked to the bathroom.
Three people from the education committee helped him build this wooden house. There is a well drilled in the bathroom of each room, which can draw water directly. It's just that due to the conditions, it can't automatically boil hot water. You need to burn it yourself, then carry it indoors and pour cold water into the bathtub to adjust the temperature.
Adjusting the temperature depends on one's physical fitness, and he was not prepared to help.
After a while, Yang Yunhai walked out of the room carrying the empty bucket, returned to the kitchen, and carried two buckets back to his room. After taking a comfortable hot bath, I changed my clothes and returned to the kitchen. Take out the still-hot food and place it on the dining table in the living room.
Not long after, Zhu Zhuqing, who was still wearing a loose black nightgown that could not hide her bulging figure, walked out in small steps.
After finishing dinner quietly, the two of them went back to their rooms to practice.
There was no talking all night. The next day, the two got up early. After eating the breakfast cooked by Yang Yunhai, they jogged to the training ground together. After the morning training was over, we returned to the cabin together. After lunch and some rest, we started a new round of training in the afternoon.
The difference is that after adapting on the first day, Zhu Zhuqing was no longer as embarrassed as yesterday after going to the ground on the second day.
Although his hands were still bruised with blood blisters, after Yang Yunhai helped heal them, his body was no longer as exhausted and unable to walk as it was on the first day. After returning to the wooden house to make simple repairs, he practiced some more and took the initiative to boil water and cook so that Yang Yunhai would have hot water to take a bath as soon as he entered the house. Of course, Yang Yunhai cooked the food. Zhu Zhuqing is very self-aware of his cooking skills and can only learn first.
Therefore, when Yang Yunhai was cooking, Zhu Zhuqing took the initiative to take on the role of assistant.
Time passes like this day by day, and a week passes quickly.
"I haven't seen grandpa for many days, Tian Heng. My grandpa should return to his house in Tiandou City today. So, I am going to accompany grandpa in the afternoon. Do you want to go with me?" After the training in the morning, Dugu Yan turned around He turned his head to look at Yu Tianheng.
"I'd better forget it." Yu Tianheng instinctively shrank his neck.
"Is my grandpa that scary?" Dugu Yan's mouth curled up, showing an "I'm not happy" expression.
"Meeting parents is indeed an extremely scary thing. It's more tiring than practicing!" On the side, Oslo helped smooth things over with loyalty.
"..." Dugu Yan rolled his eyes at him, but did not say anything to refute.
Yang Yunhai shook his head, did not say anything, stretched out his hand to say hello to other teammates, and left the field with Zhu Zhuqing.
Half an hour later, a certain mansion in Tiandou City.
"Grandpa, I'm back." Dugu Yan walked in cheerfully.
"How about it? Has anything interesting happened in the college during this period?" After meeting, Dugu Bo started talking in his usual way.
During this period of time, he has been staying in his secret medicine garden, but he knows nothing about Tiandou City.
"There is something." Dugu Yan nodded slightly, "We have a very powerful control-type soul master in our team."
After training together for many days, she had to admit that Yang Yunhai's martial soul control ability was indeed powerful, and his personal combat power was also a bit off the charts. He could easily hang up any member of their team and beat him without any chance of fighting back. kind of.
"Oh?" Dugu Bo raised his eyebrows, "How powerful is it?"
To be praised so highly by his arrogant granddaughter, in his opinion, must be because of two brushes.
"His name is Yang Yunhai, and this year..." Dugu Yan began to tell immediately.
"The skin is like ink and the texture is like jade. Let me go. Isn't there one in my medicine garden?" After hearing Dugu Yan describe the appearance of the bamboo shoots, Dugu Bo was suddenly surprised. But after listening to Yang Yunhai's speculation, his heart sank again.
He had to admit that it did make some sense. The older he lives, the more he cherishes his life. He really doesn't dare to eat randomly.
There was a treasure in his hand but it was not suitable for him. At this moment, Dugu Bo felt that his mood was worse than eating shit.
At the same time, I also secretly sighed at Yang Yunhai's good luck.
The appearance description is basically the same as the one in his own medicine garden, which is enough to prove that Yang Yunhai is telling the truth. After all, how could a civilian soul master know about such rare treasures, unless he encountered them by accident.
"What a lucky child." In the end, Dugubo could only make this comment.
"However, such a person is indeed worth getting to know. This child is not only diligent, but also has unconstrained thinking. He is different from ordinary people. It will be good for you to practice martial arts more if you communicate more with such people." Looking at his granddaughter, he said with a smile.
To be honest, this was the first time he had heard of someone who could play the Blue Silver Grass Spirit to such an extent.
Dugu Yan immediately rolled his eyes, "I know, Grandpa."
"In addition, there is one more thing." Dugu Yan added, "One time in the dormitory living room..." Lian Jiang told Yang Yunhai that he had sensed his wrist with his martial spirit and asked him for poison, and then asked, " Grandpa, tell me, did he sense something?"
"What can he know about a little brat who can't even recognize medicinal herbs?" Dugu Bo's first feeling was disbelief.
If Yang Yunhai, a little brat who has never studied pharmacology, could sense poisoning with just a touch of his martial spirit, and subsequently develop a way to take drugs, wouldn't he, an old guy who has studied and used drugs for decades, all Did you learn from dogs?
"Yes." Dugu Yan nodded, and then whispered, "To be honest, I quite hope that boy can succeed in the experiment."
"..." Dugu Bo suddenly fell silent. Thinking of the pain his granddaughter has endured over the years, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, but with a smile on his face.
"Then wait until that kid's experiment is successful and then tell Grandpa. I'll go find that kid to try the effect."
"Forget it. I'm going to go as well. Let you go, but don't scare others." Dugu Yan curled his lips.
"It's up to you." Dugu Bo said casually. Anyway, he didn't believe that the Blue Silver Grass Spirit could develop any drug-taking abilities.
Soul-absorbing power is soul-absorbing power, and taking drugs is taking drugs. In his opinion, they are completely different things.
"Okay, let's not talk about this. It's not easy to get together. Let's have a good fight tonight."
"No problem! I have already agreed with instructor Qin Ming and Tian Heng not to go back to the dormitory tonight."
"..."
PS: I finally have to make the transition to the daily routine of entering the academy, which is not easy. In the previous chapter, the steamed stuffed buns and soy milk were all harmed. Hey, it seems I still have to be an honest person.
