"Why is there still no response?"

Liu Xiaolu sat cross-legged on the bed, frowning.

"Why is this? Doesn't this medicine help with cultivation?"

While muttering to himself, Liu Xiaolu swallowed the third pill made with Lingxi Powder without giving up, closed his eyes and started working on his technique again.

Not long after, Liu Xiaolu opened his eyes and looked at the small jade bottle in his hand with a frustrated expression.

I heard from Luo Lin that after taking Lingxi Powder, there will be a hot air flow in the body. At this time, practicing cultivation will increase the internal strength very quickly.

But after she took the medicine, although there was indeed a hot air in her body, once she started to use her energy, this hot air would melt like ice and snow in a short time when it encountered the internal force in her meridians, and her own internal force would

But there was no growth at all.

Liu Xiaolu held her chin and thought hard, and finally she came up with a reasonable explanation.

The internal energy that other disciples have cultivated is hot, and the energy in Lingxi Powder is also hot, so Lingxi Powder can speed up their cultivation.

But the internal energy in his body is ice cold, so when Lingxi Powder touches his own internal energy, it is like a burning fire being doused with water, being extinguished by his own internal energy?

Although this explanation was a bit far-fetched, Liu Xiaolu couldn't think of any more reasonable explanation for a while.

But all in all, one thing is correct. That is, these two bottles of elixir that other disciples have been thinking about have not helped their own cultivation at all.

Liu Xiaolu felt a little unhappy.

This Lao Shizi Holding the Moon Technique is not only so weak in power, but the progress of the cultivation is extremely slow. Even if the cultivation speed is slow, it is not even allowed to increase by taking drugs. I don’t know why the master treats this kind of shabby technique as a treasure.

It is clear that Lingxi Powder is made from the internal energy gained from practicing the Moon Holding Technique, but it does not help the practice of the Moon Holding Technique at all.

This can't help but make Liu Xiaolu admire his master. He is simply a kind person who loves to help others.

I don’t understand if I don’t understand it, but my master values ​​​​the Moon Holding Technique so much, so I think it must have something special about it. With the master’s kindness to me, I can’t slack off in practicing the Moon Holding Technique.

He sighed and looked at the small jade bottle in his hand with some reluctance.

The master left two bottles of Lingxi Powder for each of the three of them, while the direct disciples from other peaks each only received one bottle.

The bottle containing Lingxi Powder is not big. There are only ten small pills made of Lingxi Powder in the bottle, each one is about the size of a little finger.

He has already taken three pills, and there are still seventeen pills left. Although these pills are of no use to him, they can be regarded as a panacea for other disciples.

Since you can't use it yourself, why not...

Liu Xiaolu's bright black eyes rolled around, and he started to worry in his heart.

...

It was already getting late, and Liu Xiaolu walked briskly on the way back to his residence.

From a distance, a graceful figure wearing a dark red palace dress appeared in her sight.

"Huh?"

The wide skirt trailed behind her, and her black hair was combed into a high bun with a colorful hairpin. Although it was only a distant figure, people could clearly feel the grace and elegance exuding from the woman.

spirit.

This person seems to be rich or noble. When did such a person come to Bright Moon Peak? Could he be here to visit relatives? I don’t know whose relative this is.

Liu Xiaolu couldn't help but be a little curious, and couldn't help but stand on tiptoes and look in the direction where the woman left for a while.

But this sight made Liu Xiaolu even more surprised. He saw the woman walking straight to Luo Lin's residence.

Luo Lin was devoted to cultivation and didn't like the crowds, so he chose a relatively remote place to live. Moreover, the only senior brother who was close to his residence had already gone down the mountain to take a shift, so the direction the woman was going must be Luo Lin's.

Absolutely no doubt.

Liu Xiaolu also knew a rough idea of ​​Luo Lin's life experience. He definitely had no relatives or friends. Why would this woman, who looked like she was a noble person at first glance, go to him?

Full of doubts, Liu Xiaolu followed him from a distance.

The woman walked to Luo Lin's door and knocked.

Not long after, Luo Lin opened the door, looking at him obviously a little surprised.

The two said something again at the door, and after a while Luo Lin stepped aside and welcomed the woman in.

When the two of them entered the house, Liu Xiaolu could no longer see what was going on inside.

I waited outside again, and before I knew it, it was completely dark.

Maybe he was overthinking it. Although Luo Lin's parents were both dead, he might have some distinguished distant relative?

Seeing that there was still no movement in the house, Liu Xiaolu rubbed his numb legs and planned to go back.

At this moment, there was a sudden bang in the house, followed by a series of ping-ping-pong-pong sounds.

What is going on?

Liu Xiaolu couldn't help but move to the door and look inside.

The two of them had not closed the door when they entered the house just now. Liu Xiaolu could barely see the scene inside the house through the crack of the door.

I saw the woman in palace attire just now wielding a long black whip she pulled out from nowhere and striking at Luo Lin.

Luo Lin had been forced into the corner, barely holding on while waving the sword in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Liu Xiaolu didn't have time to think about it, opened the door and rushed into the room.

Hearing the noise, the two people in the room turned their heads and looked towards the door.

After seeing who was coming, Luo Lin shouted to Liu Xiaolu: "Xiaolu, leave quickly, we are no match for her!"

The woman in palace clothes turned her head, revealing a pretty face, but at this moment, she had a ferocious look on her face.

"Now that you're here, don't even think about leaving!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took the long whip that was originally aimed at Luo Lin in his hand, swung it toward the door, and hit Liu Xiaolu hard on the waist and abdomen.

Liu Xiaolu screamed in pain and stumbled to the side.

After the blow was successful, the woman raised her arm again and swung out another swift whip.

"Auntie, don't want it!" Luo Lin's eyes were splitting, and he jumped up from behind the woman. He hugged the woman's waist with both hands and rushed to the side.

Interfered by Luo Lin, the woman's second whip fell into the air and hit the wall with a snap.

Liu Xiaolu felt a burning pain all over his body and struggled to get up, but his waist seemed to have been broken. For a moment, he lay on the ground unable to move.

Before Luo Lin's injuries could heal, the wounds from the fight burst open again, and a large area of ​​bright red blood oozed out from his blue cotton robe.

The woman in palace clothes was hugged tightly by Luo Lin. She finally managed to stabilize her figure, but she couldn't get rid of the person hanging on her body. She simply threw away the long whip in her hand, took out a dagger from her arms, and went towards Luo Lin.

Lin was stabbed on his body.

"Luo Lin, be careful!!!"

At the critical moment, Liu Xiaolu got a burst of strength from nowhere, stood up and bumped towards the woman.

The woman was knocked sideways by Liu Xiaolu, and the dagger originally stabbed at Luo Lin's vest missed by a few inches and pierced into Luo Lin's shoulder blade.

Luo Lin's left shoulder was already injured, but now he was stabbed in the back, and his left arm was unable to move.

Sensing that the restraint around her waist had loosened, the woman suddenly pulled out her dagger and threw Luo Lin away. Blood immediately sprayed out from Luo Lin's wound.

Luo Lin staggered to his feet, his left arm hanging limply by his side, his right hand holding a long sword, and the clothes on his body were stained with blood.

The woman in palace clothes turned the dagger in her hand and pointed it at Luo Lin, and said coldly: "Don't call me aunt, you and I have nothing to do with each other."

Luo Lin frowned, his face pale, "Why, why do you do this to me! What did I do wrong?"

"I gave you a chance. Since I let you go, you should stay far away and never show up!"

"Why, why do you want to come back again, why do you want to show up next to me again!"
Chapter completed!