On this day, the morning light was just rising. White-Clad Woman got up and opened the window to take a breath, and his eyes froze.
Deng Qing is still there!
Under the morning light, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and the hair on his forehead was stuck into a few locks, but his hands were still hugging and massaging, and his feet were moving forward and backward in a very orderly manner.
White-Clad Woman originally thought that he should go back after practicing until midnight.
Unexpectedly, this kid actually practiced all night.
She was about to speak, but suddenly stopped, no!
Deng Qing's movements were completely different from last night.
This boy's hands rise and fall, his waist turns as he goes, and his feet can follow up in time. The whole set of movements is actually somewhat harmonious.
White-Clad Woman blinked subconsciously, and when he looked at it again, Deng Qing's practiced moves were still consistent.
This is just one night's work!
The guy who needed her to stop and correct him at any time last night has actually become like this now.
White-Clad Woman murmured, "Could this person really be a prodigy in martial arts!"
Deng Qing has long been so obsessed with it that he has no idea that White-Clad Woman is spying on him.
I saw him clasping and supporting his hands, turning sideways like a quick dance, and then launched a move Phoenix Swaps the Nest.
Immediately afterwards, he bullied his body forward, suddenly closed his arms at Sinking Shoulder, tightened his waist and hips, and the move changed to the Carrying the Elephant Across the River.
Suddenly, he kicked off the ground with his legs and sent his arms forward with such force that the air exploded. It was exactly the trick in Elephant-Throwing Method, Elephant Hurls, Mountain Crumbles!
After finishing his combo, his clothes all over his body made a snapping sound.
After practicing "Elephant-Throwing Method" again, Deng Qing stopped and stood still, exhaling a long breath.
His whole body felt like a wash, his clothes were already soaked, and sweat was dripping down his face.
Deng Qing glanced at Medicine Box on the ground and found it was empty.
Of the twenty Ginseng Pill, he actually ate none of them.
He felt a little painful, so he immediately brought up the panel and looked at the last column.
[Elephant-Throwing Method: Initiation(13%)]
Deng Qing The corner of his mouth suddenly raised. He was satisfied with this progress, but not surprised.
Just because after Initiation, it is equivalent to entering the primary stage. As long as you can keep up with the supplements, this is a job of liver proficiency.
Deng Qing wiped his sweat and was about to leave. When he turned around, he saw White-Clad Woman standing behind him.
Deng Qing quickly handed over his hand, "Senior."
White-Clad Woman asked, "After you broke through, did you report to Military Affairs Office?"
"Not yet, juniors haven't had time yet."
Deng Qing answered honestly, but said in his heart, I am not stupid.
I'm still recuperating from my injuries, so it's rare for me to have some free time, so I'll naturally have to fish for a few more days. I'm really going to report it. If I have to arrange another errand, where can I have such a good day to practice all day long?
White-Clad Woman nodded, "Don't report it yet. Don't tell others about the breakthrough for the time being."
Deng Qing was startled.
White-Clad Woman continued, "If you work hard these past two days and practice more, maybe something good will happen."
Deng Qing asked, but was covered by White-Clad Woman.
He didn't dare to ask more questions, thinking to himself, it's not strange for an expert to always talk like a cloud and a mist.
At that moment, he thanked White-Clad Woman for teaching him the practice, and then said goodbye and left.
White-Clad Woman stood there, watching him walk away along the mountain road, and murmured in a low voice, "I have seen a lot of martial arts wizards, but I have never seen anyone more outrageous than this guy. That's all, with such talent and good qualities, let's save him."
At three quarters of the hour, Deng Qing returned to his camp and had already missed his meal.
After practicing for so long, he was so empty that he didn't care about saving money. He went out to find a place that sold food, ordered a large pot of stew, added rice and cakes, and ate a solid meal.
After eating and drinking, he returned to the camp, took off Waist Pouch, and was about to lie down on the bed when he suddenly remembered White-Clad Woman's words.
He couldn't help but secretly sigh, White-Clad Woman told him not to report it, but also specifically told him to work hard and practice martial arts in the past two days.
If it's just casual encouragement, why should I specifically ask Military Affairs Office about the report?
Deng Qing Thinking along this meaning, guesses gradually came into mind.
Not being allowed to report, of course, is to allow myself to maintain my current identity for the time being; to allow myself to practice quickly, it means that the good thing she prepared will probably have to rely on my own ability to get it.
Deng Qing The more I think about it, the more it makes sense.
Although I don't know what White-Clad Woman's plans are, White-Clad Woman's style is there, and if she can call it a good thing, it's not bad at all.
As soon as he thought of this, Deng Qing turned over and sat up. The opportunity had been presented to him. If he couldn't take it due to lack of ability, it would be an injustice.
Thinking of this, Deng Qing can't help but lie down.
He tied up the Waist Pouch again, left the camp, went straight to the Merit Exchange, rented a Cultivation Room, and moved in.
Cultivation Room closed the door, Deng Qing put his belongings aside, stood still in the room, adjusted his breathing a little, and started practicing again.
Phoenix Swaps the Nest, Carrying the Elephant Across the River, Elephant Hurls, Mountain Crumbles----
As he performed the exercises, Qi-Blood was immediately moved along with Mental Method, constantly urging him to his limbs and back.
When the muscles become sore and the strength gradually weakens, Deng Qing will stop, sit on the stone bed, and silently use "Devour Heaven Scripture" to refine Wasteland Blood to relieve fatigue.
In the past, Deng Qing was really reluctant to refine Wasteland Blood like this.
This thing can quickly restore your physical strength. Keep some of it and you will have more confidence in times of crisis.
But right now, the situation seems to be very urgent, and Deng Qing doesn't care about feeling sorry for Wasteland Blood. He wants to refine it earlier, grow into Qi-Blood, and have his own power.
There is no waste, let alone the fact that if we want to push forward the progress of "Elephant-Throwing Method" in a short period of time, we can only count on it.
These Wasteland Blood are here to save the day.
In this way, Deng Qing fell into a cycle of practicing.
When he was tired from practicing, he sat down to carry "Devour Heaven Scripture" and refine Wasteland Blood; when his fatigue subsided and his strength recovered, he continued to practice "Elephant-Throwing Method".
Over and over again, time slipped away unknowingly. After the trend ended again, Deng Qing raised his hand to wipe his sweat. He caught a glimpse of the light outside the transom window and was suddenly startled.
It was a touch of orange-red light, which was actually the setting sun.
Deng Qing then realized that he had practiced from morning to evening. He subconsciously carried "Devour Heaven Scripture" and prepared to refine Wasteland Blood to relieve fatigue.
Unexpectedly, after the exercise, no more silk or strands of Wasteland Blood could be pulled out.
It turned out that through continuous squeezing and refining, all the Wasteland Blood accumulated in his body had been consumed by him.
Deng Qing was a little disappointed, and then looked down at his arm.
The muscles are obviously much tighter than before, and when he clenches his fist hard, it seems as if there is power gushing out.
Obviously, after this hard training, his body has become much stronger.
Then, with a thought, he brought up the panel.
[Realm: Bone-Forging First Layer(93%)]
[Devour Heaven Scripture: Initial Understanding: Minor Mastery(31%)]
[Elephant-Throwing Method: Initiation(19%)]
[Mystic Wasteland Baleful Blood: Initial Baleful Intent(35%)]
Deng Qing read it column by column, and the sadness in my heart was quickly washed away by joy.
All three items have improved, especially "Elephant-Throwing Method", which has reached 19%, and is not far away from breaking through Minor Mastery.
As for Mystic Wasteland Baleful Blood, the only one who is silent, Deng Qing is not surprising. The growth of this thing does not depend on his practice at all, but completely relies on devouring blood food.
However, there are no conditions for ingestion now, so we can only wait in the future.
At that moment, Deng Qing dispersed the panel and wanted to lie down and take a nap. After all, he had not slept all day and night. Although he had refined a large amount of Wasteland Blood, he was not sleepy, but after all, he had to go to White-Clad Woman to practice again at night.
Suddenly, he remembered that he had agreed to Li Cheng's dinner date. At that moment, he put away his belongings and took out Cultivation Room.
As soon as I walked out of the Cultivation Room gate, I saw Zhang Yan coming out of a food stall, holding a large bag of oil fruits in his hand, walking towards this side, and eating as he walked.
After counting, Zhang Yan also saw him and said with a smile, "Are you coming to practice too?"
"If you have nothing to do, just practice."
While talking, Deng Qing reached into his bag and took out a few oil fruits.
This thing is fried to a golden brown, and when you take a bite, the skin is crispy and very delicious.
Zhang Yan hurriedly retracted the mouth of the bag, "You kid, your hands are really dark, leave some for me."
Deng Qing responded vaguely, took another big bite, and found it very sweet.
He then told Zhang Yan about his dinner date with Li Cheng and invited him to go with him.
Zhang Yan shook his head, "I don't even have time to study, so how can I have time to go to the banquet? You can go alone and eat more for me."
With that said, he reached out and took back two oil fruits from Deng Qing's hand and put them into his bag.
Deng Qing glared, "Stingy!"
Zhang Yan closed the mouth of the bag and pretended not to hear.
Deng Qing took out the Cultivation Room key and threw it over, "Senior Brother Follow it. I only used it for half a day, and there is still one and a half days left. Senior Brother Don't waste it."
Zhang Yan caught it and Lehaha said, "I don't mind this, the more the merrier."
Deng Qing smiled, waved his hand, and hurried to the camp.
After a while, he arrived in front of his tent.
A young man was waiting there with an anxious face. When he saw Deng Qing approaching, he stepped forward to ask. After confirming Deng Qing's identity, the young man's eyes lit up and he urged, "Master Deng, you are finally back! My young master is waiting for you over there. I'm afraid you are all anxious. Let's hurry up."
Deng Qing apologized quietly and set off with the boy.
The two of them headed south, passed through several rows of military tents, and then entered a bamboo forest.
After walking more than two hundred steps, Deng Qing looked behind him and saw that most of the continuous military tents had been covered by bamboo trees, and the noise in the camp gradually disappeared.
"Where is the place to eat?"
Deng Qing did not doubt the identity of the young man. He had seen this person at Li Cheng's house.
"There are still a few miles to go, walk faster, and we'll be there with half a stick of incense."
The boy said with a smile.
Deng Qing became vigilant and followed the young man into the depths of the forest ravine.
As we walked, the mountains on both sides became higher and higher, and the trees became more and more dense. Looking back at the way we came, we had already walked seven or eight miles.
Deng Qing was impatient, the boy pointed to a high place and said it.
Deng Qing Looking up, he saw a series of spacious pavilions between Mountain Hollow on both sides.
Some of these pavilions are leaning against Mountain Wall, some are facing the lush forest, and they are quite gorgeous.
The two walked forward for more than a hundred steps when they suddenly heard someone shouting from above, "Senior Brother, this way!"
Deng Qing looked up and saw Li Cheng standing in a pavilion above, leaning out and waving to him.
Deng Qing Quickly walked up the stone steps, and then saw the whole view of the pavilion.
The pavilion is more spacious than when viewed from below. It is surrounded by wooden railings and has a bamboo curtain hanging on the side facing the mountain. Sitting inside, you can bathe in the mountain breeze and enjoy the haze, but it doesn't match the atmosphere of Front Line.
Before Deng Qing entered the pavilion, Li Cheng came out. He grabbed Deng Qing's shoulders, gestured towards him, and said with a smile, "Senior Brother is stronger again and has grown taller. I remember that when you went to the Celebration Hall, you only reached my shoulders, and now they are as tall as mine."
"You already call me Senior Brother. Of course, my elder brother is taller than my younger brother. Let's see after a while. I will definitely be taller than you."
Deng Qing smiled.
He went to the banquet with the intention of being wary of Zhang Quan, but when he saw Li Cheng, he could always think of the days when he was at the Celebration Hall, and they suddenly fell in love with him.
Feeling so connected, they started talking and laughing.
The two laughed for a while, Li Cheng pulled Deng Qing to sit down, Zhang Quan took advantage of the situation and rushed to Deng Qing and saluted, "Master Deng."
Deng Qing returned the gift and looked towards the center seat of the pavilion.
I saw an Eight Immortals table with exquisite banquets. The presentation was excellent and the presentation was exquisite.
Li Cheng said, "How, is it still to Senior Brother's taste?"
Deng Qing said, "In the year of the war, this is too much."
Li Cheng smiled and said, "When entertaining Senior Brother, you must be sincere."
Deng Qing waved his hand. "If you ask me to be honest, these dishes are exquisite, but it's a pity that they are cold, so I'm afraid they are not fun to eat.
Besides, others don't know me, but junior brother should know that I am happy when I see meat, and the bigger the better."
Li Cheng smiled horribly and was still thinking about how to persuade Deng Qing to try it. Zhang Quan's eyebrows jumped and he immediately ordered people to remove the dishes and prepare them again.
It turns out that Zhang Quan heard something else from Deng Qing's words.
Deng Qing It's true that he likes to eat meat, but when he suddenly asked to change the dishes, he probably wanted to prevent himself from tampering with the dishes in front of him.
But now that I am here, it is not so easy to make new dishes.
Zhang Quan secretly thought, this boy is indeed Li Dashan's disciple.
Li Cheng didn't think about it. While waiting for the food, he chatted with Deng Qing about the past.
From the current situation of Zhou Tie and Wang Cheng, we talked about a few old things in the past, and as we talked, we talked about my hard training these days.
Obviously, Li Cheng was also full of complaints from training, and when he saw Deng Qing, he was very happy to complain.
Deng Qing seemed to be chatting with Li Cheng, but most of his thoughts were on Zhang Quan.
In his opinion, Li Cheng is currently busy with Prefecture Examination Retest, and is also thinking about Martial Dao passing the test. At this critical moment, how can he have such a big leisure to organize this dinner?
I'm afraid this experience is indispensable without Zhang Quan's arrangements.
I just don't know what exactly Zhang Quan's intention is.
The two of them chatted, and before long, the newly cooked dishes were served.
This time it was replaced by four large pots, one pot of mutton was stewed until crispy, the soup was milky white, and some green onions were sprinkled on the surface.
A pot of beef was cut into thick pieces, and the meat was covered with shiny thick juice.
In addition, there is a pot of braised pork and a pot of pork elbows in sauce.
Deng Qing was surprised at how quickly the food was served. The waiter who delivered the food first explained that there was an ancient stew oven here, so everything cooked quickly and tasted delicious.
After the waiter stepped back, Deng Qing pointed at the large blue and white porcelain basin where the dishes were served and said, "Even the basin is so exquisite, it's amazing."
Li Cheng picked up Chopsticks, "Then try it quickly, I'm hungry too."
As he said that, he picked up a piece of braised pork, put it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and nodded repeatedly, "Huizhou's chef is well-deserved."
Deng Qing also took a piece of fatter braised pork and put it into his mouth. The meat was stewed thoroughly, the fat melted in the mouth, and the sauce had enough flavor.
"Absolutely awesome!"
Deng Qing showed his thumbs up, "By the way, this place is only seven or eight miles away from the main camp. Although the camp is very loose in management, is it too outrageous to have such a banquet place Front Line not far away?"
Li Cheng smiled and said, "This is the deputy commander's business."
Deng Qing was startled. He guessed that the boss who could handle such a big scene must have someone behind him, but he didn't expect that the dignified deputy commander would also start a business.
Li Cheng said, "Not counting the meal that was taken away just now, the meal in front of me costs at least ten taels of silver. Now, Senior Brother still thinks it's outrageous for someone to support such a stall?"
Deng Qing was taken aback and said in a deep voice, "If you say so, it's not outrageous. How great are the benefits and how courageous are you? I'll accept it."
This time I asked my junior brother to spend money again."
Li Cheng waved his hand, "It's not me who's treating you this time, it's Zhang Bo who's treating you."
Deng Qing looks unmoved and his heart is like a mirror.
Li Cheng picked up the glass and said, "Senior Brother, let me offer you a drink and say a few words. Since it is an unhappy past, it is really meaningless to mention it again.
But Zhang Bo made a mistake, and the attitude we should have is always----"
Seeing that Li Cheng wanted Zhang Bo to apologize again, Deng Qing waved his hand and said, "I said before, the past is in the past. We won't talk about anything else today, it's just that we, Senior Brother brothers, are reminiscing about old times. I have something to do tonight, so I won't drink.
Let's do this, junior brother, I will offer you a glass of wine, and I will offer you three pieces of meat."
As he spoke, he picked up the braised pork and ate three pieces in a row.
Li Cheng knew it was time to change the topic, laughed, picked up the wine glass and drank a glass of wine himself, and Zhang Quan drank with him.
After the incident was revealed, Li Cheng also began to actively avoid the topic and simply talked about the rumors about Desolate Soil.
Deng Qing seemed to listen with great interest, and would ask a few questions when meeting those who were interested.
Li Cheng said while picking up vegetables, and gradually he saw some tricks.
I had eaten braised pork myself, and Deng Qing kept eating braised pork. Later I tasted mutton, and Deng Qing followed suit.
As for the beef and marinated pork ribs that I didn't have chopsticks for, Deng Qing never touched them either.
Li Cheng was still joking on his face, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the bad blood between the two of them had reached this level.
Half an hour later, the four large pots of meat and vegetables were swept away. More than half of them went into Deng Qing's stomach.
The chefs here are really capable. Each of the meat dishes has its own flavor, spicy and fragrant, making it very enjoyable to eat.
Furthermore, he had been practicing all night and was not idle during the day, so it took a lot of money. The previous meal was almost digested.
After eating, Deng Qing thought about having White-Clad Woman practice in the evening, so he put Chopsticks down and said goodbye.
Li Cheng smiled and said, "Senior Brother Are you confused? What are you saying? Don't I have to go back to the camp? We can go together."
Deng Qing laughed, and the two walked arm in arm, with Zhang Quan following behind.
The three people just got off the pavilion. The moon had already risen from the top of the mountain. The moonlight filtered through the branches and leaves and fell on the road, casting a patch of light and dark light.
The night wind blows, and the sound of salsa is everywhere. If you are a timid person, you will be frightened to death, but Deng Qing wants to sing a song "Don't hear the sound of beating leaves in the forest".
The three of them walked more than three miles, bypassed a bamboo forest, and were about to enter the camphor forest ahead, when they suddenly stopped at the same time.
A masked man came out from behind a big tree and blocked the road with his sword drawn.