Chapter 187 - : The Treatment of a Good Disciple (2/2)
Su Xiaolu’s expression did not change “Master Gui You, I haven’t felt the Internal Breath you ht, then practice ned, Gui You turned and walked away
Gui You couldn’t help but mutter, “Her aptitude is not bad, but this coood disciple hasn’t been focused recently Sigh…”
Su Xiaolu was a little helpless Internal Breath was internal energy
Su Chong had already cultivated Internal Breath at the end of February Because he orried about her, Su Chong was no longer focused Gui You was depressed He had already asked three ti brother’s oodmedicine for Sun Baoshan and Sun Baoqian
At the end of May, when she was practicing internal cultivation techniques, she finally felt a hint of difference
A suided it This warhout her entire body,her feel warm
Su Xiaolu immediately ran out and said happily to Gui You, “Master Gui You, I’ve cultivated Internal Breath”
Gui You was stunned and quickly grabbed Su Xiaolu’s hand to test it Then, he nodded in satisfaction and said, “Not bad Fro your sword”
Su Xiaolu had told Su Chong the good news that night
Su Chong was naturally happy for her
Su Xiaolu hugged Su Chong’s ar Brother, don’t wait for ht My potential is not as good as yours It’s nor the sa Brother, don’t hold yourself back”
Su Chong smiled faintly
Su Xiaolu added, “It’s likemedicine I can learn it, but it’s difficult for others Even if it’s Eldest Brother, Second Brother, and Sister, I won’t wait for you”
She didn’t wait After she learned, she would protect them
Her silly brother He had waited for her for a few months There were several ti to tell hi avoided her
Now that she had finally cultivated Internal Breath, she had the chance to say this to Su Chong
“Xiaolu, I understand”
Su Chong stroked Su Xiaolu’s hair gently
In the shadows, Gui You quietly retreated His lips curled into a s did not wait for Su Xiaolu any martial arts in the summer was very difficult
Every day, Su Xiaolu felt that her hands and feet were not hers
She was still practicing her basic skills
In July, Su Chong had already started using a real sword It was a sword that Gui You had specially forged for Su Chong
Su Xiaolu practiced hard with the wooden sword The weight she earing seemed to have become one with her
Every iven back to her, it would weigh three cattieswas already wearing fifty catties
After practicing rown taller Now, he was half a head taller than Su Hua
In September, another season of autumn harvest
Su Xiaolu was six years old
She was starting to practice her sword now She felt that she could probably fight ten children in the village alone
On the seventh of Septe her sword techniques, Gui You looked at Su Xiaolu and said, “Girl, you always carry a needle bag on you Have you ever thought of practicing flying needles?”
Su Xiaolu was puzzled “Master Gui You, what is a flying needle?”
Gui You smiled He casually picked up a leaf and shot it out The leaf seelanced at Su Xiaolu “This is it”