After Liu Xiaolu became a direct disciple, his residence has been moved from the bluestone house of the new disciples to the area where the young disciples live. In fact, as a direct disciple, there would be a dedicated disciple responsible for delivering meals, but Liu Xiaolu did not want to trouble others, so he

I didn’t want to eat alone in my room, so every day I went to the dining hall to eat as usual when it was time to eat.

"What? You broke through to the third level so quickly?!" As he walked into the dining hall, he heard Mo Xiaoyuan yelling from a distance, which attracted sidelong glances from everyone around him.

"Yes. I just made a breakthrough yesterday." Wang Xiaobao nodded slightly shyly.

"Oh my god, this is so shocking! I finally entered the second floor, and you are on the third floor!" Mo Xiaoyuan screamed while leaning on the table, looking unwilling to give up.

"Just be satisfied, I've only reached the first level so far." Liu Xiaolu rolled his eyes and sat down next to the two of them with his rice bowl in hand.

"Really? Xiaolu, you haven't made a breakthrough yet? That's good, haha." Mo Xiaoyuan looked over with a smile after hearing this. After several months of hard training, the little fat man's figure has lost a lot of weight, but his face is round.

His face didn't change at all.

Liu Xiaolu snorted, ignored the proud Mo Xiaoyuan, lowered her head and concentrated on eating. For some reason, since practicing the Moon Holding Technique, her appetite has become bigger and bigger.

Seeing that Liu Xiaolu was a little unhappy, Wang Xiaobao couldn't help but speak for her, "Sister Lu is practicing advanced skills taught by the peak master alone. The more powerful the skills are, the more difficult it is to practice, so follow

It’s normal for our progress to be different.”

Advanced skills? Liu Xiaolu felt a little bored. It wasn't that he didn't want to practice hard. In fact, even if he practiced hard every day behind closed doors, the progress of this set of mental skills was horribly slow. He was useless for two months.

It took a lot of effort to sense a trace of cool airflow in my body. The breath of this airflow was very weak, insignificant, and if I didn't calm down and feel it carefully, I wouldn't be able to detect it at all.

This should be what the senior brothers call internal strength, right? This is what Liu Xiaolu, who finally managed to practice Qi Flow at the beginning, thought so.

But later, I heard Wang Xiaobao, who was practicing the Breath Nourishing Technique, say that the internal energy generated in his body was a very obvious warm current, but what he practiced was an elusive cool air. Even when the two techniques were running,

The effect is also much worse.

When Wang Xiaobao was still on the second level of Nourishing Breath Art, he could use his inner strength to punch and leave a two- or three-finger-deep mark on the tree they were hugging, and he could jump more than ten feet away with a single leap.

But after Liu Xiaolu harnessed this strange inner strength in his body, he didn't change much. Except that his eyes could see more clearly than before, his ears could hear more carefully than before, and his appetite was much larger, but he didn't have any physical strength at all.

How much progress.

Watching the other disciples who started at the same time making breakthroughs one after another, Liu Xiaolu felt even worse. Apart from increasing his appetite, the exercises he practiced didn't seem to have much power. He couldn't eat himself into pieces in the end.

Ball, use your weight to intimidate others. Now I have to eat at least three bowls of rice per meal, and soon after eating, I feel hungry again. Fortunately, I am in a sect now, and I don’t have to pay for meals. If I were at home

, I am afraid that my food intake for three days is enough to feed the whole family for a month.

Liu Xiaolu never thought that there was anything wrong with the skills he practiced. He just thought that his qualifications were too poor and his progress was too slow, so the power of the advanced skills he practiced was not as powerful as the ordinary skills practiced by other disciples.

Liu Xiaolu even thought about giving up practicing the Moon Holding Technique and switching to the Breathing Breathing Technique practiced by other disciples. However, after practicing secretly for two days, Master Hu Feng discovered him. Not only did he confiscate the booklet of the Breathing Breathing Technique, he also ordered her to

Don't be half-hearted and practice the Moon Holding Technique well, otherwise you won't recognize her as your disciple.

Liu Xiaolu has long memorized the inner method of nourishing the breath, but her status as a direct disciple forced her to compromise. Not to mention that the treatment of a direct disciple is much better than that of ordinary inner disciples, and there are not so many restrictions.

Liu Xiaolu couldn't refuse the fact that the direct disciples had two or three times more moon silver than the inner disciples.

After all, Liu Xiaolu’s family was really poor. In the most difficult year, there was heavy snow in the mountains and the cold winter. On New Year’s Eve, there were only two wotou left in the family. Liu Xiaolu originally had a third brother, but that winter, the family was really poor.

Unable to open the pot, the mother-in-law sent her eight-year-old third brother Liu Xiaohu to a Taoist temple on a nearby mountain with tears in her eyes to work as a Taoist boy in exchange for two taels of silver, which lasted until the spring of the following year.

Liu Xiaolu was four years old that year. Seeing her mother-in-law and sister Que's unstoppable tears, the ravages on her father's face that couldn't be healed, and her eldest brother's tightly clenched fists, she suddenly understood that the source of all this suffering was

One word - poor.

Life at home became easier until three years ago, when the eldest brother Liu Daxiong, who was fourteen years old, came to help his uncle's restaurant. However, his parents were getting older and could no longer do many heavy tasks, and only the second sister in the family could do so.

I help with some farm work. My life is barely enough for food and clothing. If I relied on my eldest brother's little wages to supplement the family income, I didn't know that it would take until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse to save up for a wife.

There was no money to repair the leaky mud house at home, and Sister Que was about to reach the age of marriage, so her income from the sect became even more important to the family.

As long as I am still a direct disciple, I can receive more money and send it home, and the life of my parents, brothers and sisters at home can also be easier. Thinking about it this way, it seems that the power of the practice is not that important.

Fortunately, although the progress of Liu Xiaolu's cultivation was pitifully slow in her own opinion, Peak Master Hu didn't seem to care. He still asked about the cultivation situation every few days and answered all the questions about cultivation with all his heart. It seemed that there was no problem.

He looked half impatient.

This made Liu Xiaolu breathe a sigh of relief, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed and uneasy. Peak Master Hu was so kind to him, but his cultivation efficiency was so poor. He simply failed to live up to Peak Master Hu's expectations.

Therefore, Liu Xiaolu, who had always been lazy, became diligent in practicing the Moon Holding Technique without anyone's supervision at all.

However, Master Hu's health seemed to be getting worse and worse. He would often suddenly cough violently while teaching Liu Xiaolu how to practice. His originally tall and straight figure also appeared a little rickety, and his face was always covered with a thin layer of green air.

, a crow also turned a little yellow.

Senior Brother Feiyun has rarely appeared in the sect recently. I heard that he has been running around at the foot of the mountain to help Peak Master Hu find medicinal materials to suppress injuries.

Liu Xingyu didn't know when he started. He couldn't even be seen in person. He seemed to be possessed, never leaving the door or taking a step forward. He was immersed in practicing.

In the sect, apart from Wang Xiaobao and the others, the only one Liu Xiaolu could talk to was Luo Lin. Luo Lin was a martial arts prodigy. Although he practiced under the guidance of Senior Brother Feiyun two months earlier than ordinary disciples,

However, in just half a year, he has actually cultivated to the sixth level of the Breathing Technique. This level of cultivation can only be matched by a few people in the hundreds of years since the Kongwu Sect was established, and sixty years after moving to Muyue Mountain

No one here can match him. Even Luo Qingli, the son of Peak Master Luo and a talented swordsman who was ranked among the best in the world at the time, also practiced the Green Lotus Sword since he was a child. He did not reach the third level until he was fourteen years old.

Six floors.

This made Liu Xiaolu even more puzzled. Since the Moon Holding Technique is a powerful advanced skill, why didn't Master Hu teach it to Luo Lin? Luo Lin's talent is so evil, practicing it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort, and the progress will definitely not be as good as
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