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17. Chapter 17 The existence of shadows [5]

"Are you planning to practice the master's tiger out of the gate?" Mu Wenjing was active and listened to her words. In a blink of an eye, he knew what the skills she was practicing were like.

but……

A woman can only practice this kind of barbaric power without great determination and perseverance, and it will not be possible, let alone have any reputation for practicing.

Her performance was even more disappointing when she was not refining her aura, but she was trying on these things that were not there.

Mu Wenjing frowned, finally glanced at her a few times, and waved her to go busy by herself. The little junior sister was really helpless.

After the person left, Su Ruqing curled his lips and threw his last disappointed look aside indifferently. Looking at the tree stumps, he was happy for a few times, then calmed down and started to move.

Looking at the tree stump that was one step ahead, guarding the Dantian, the spirit was not enough to escape, and lifting his left hand, every three breaths, a handprint hit the tree stump.

The small figure stood in the yard, still as loose as if it were loose. Apart from the hands that were constantly hitting the tree stump, the whole person was like a nail being fixed there. From the beginning, every palm was blown out, you could see the route, and at the end the movements on your hands became faster and faster, and you could only see white shadows.

The black shadow immersed in the dantian woke up at some point, and looked at her movements boredly until it got darker and Su Ruqing slowly lowered her movements. Only then did she see clearly that her hands were already bloody and fuzzy.

The two of them could not see that their original appearance had hung beside them. The stump that she had hit for a day was also covered in blood.

"Do you want to fight for your life or do you plan to continue to be ruthless?" After her breath completely calmed down, the black shadow whispered.

Su Ruqing looked at the blood on the tree stump, and the wound on her hand did not interrupt her good mood at all. She bent her eyebrows happily and said, "Only if you suffer the hardships, you will be the best. If you are too poor in spirit, you have to think of another way."

Only the fourth realm in Wuxu needs to practice the body. At that time, she worked harder than she is now. Who made her current body able to bear such a little force?

She grasped the right measure and would not make jokes about her body.

Day after day, spring goes and winter comes, and everyone in Qingfeng Mountain discovers Su Ruqing's changes. At first, everyone's discomfort, and the sarcasm is changed later because they have watched Su Ruqing's cultivation method.

Even Taoist Qingfeng sighed and left her courtyard after seeing Su Ruqing's cultivation method several times. However, since then, the second senior brother gave her three more bottles of Broken Jin San refined by Taishang Peak every month.

Su Ruqing took the medicine bottle expressionlessly, threw it into the yard in front of her second senior brother, and then practiced her tiger out of the gate. In less than a year, several batches of tree stumps in her yard were replaced. The people also grew taller.

When she punched, a tiger with spiritual power had already appeared in front of her. This move made Taoist Qingfeng look at her several times, and then he told her in detail about the changes in this move.

I'm afraid he himself never expected that a woman would learn this brute force so seriously and full of power.

In less than half a year, those big tree stumps were no longer used. Because she swung her a circle, her spiritual power would directly shatter the tree. The master changed her mitr silver pillars to practice this trick. "Are you planning to practice the master's tiger out of the gate?" Mu Wenjing was active and heard her words into his ears. In a blink of an eye, he knew what the martial arts she was practicing were like.

but……

A woman can only practice this kind of barbaric power without great determination and perseverance, and it will not be possible, let alone have any reputation for practicing.

Her performance was even more disappointing when she was not refining her aura, but she was trying on these things that were not there.

Mu Wenjing frowned, finally glanced at her a few times, and waved her to go busy by herself. The little junior sister was really helpless.

After the person left, Su Ruqing curled his lips and threw his last disappointed look aside indifferently. Looking at the tree stumps, he was happy for a few times, then calmed down and started to move.

Looking at the tree stump that was one step ahead, guarding the Dantian, the spirit was not enough to escape, and lifting his left hand, every three breaths, a handprint hit the tree stump.

The small figure stood in the yard, still as loose as if it were loose. Apart from the hands that were constantly hitting the tree stump, the whole person was like a nail being fixed there. From the beginning, every palm was blown out, you could see the route, and at the end the movements on your hands became faster and faster, and you could only see white shadows.

The black shadow immersed in the dantian woke up at some point, and looked at her movements boredly until it got darker and Su Ruqing slowly lowered her movements. Only then did she see clearly that her hands were already bloody and fuzzy.

The two of them could not see that their original appearance had hung beside them. The stump that she had hit for a day was also covered in blood.

"Do you want to fight for your life or do you plan to continue to be ruthless?" After her breath completely calmed down, the black shadow whispered.

Su Ruqing looked at the blood on the tree stump, and the wound on her hand did not interrupt her good mood at all. She bent her eyebrows happily and said, "Only if you suffer the hardships, you will be the best. If you are too poor in spirit, you have to think of another way."

Only the fourth realm in Wuxu needs to practice the body. At that time, she worked harder than she is now. Who made her current body able to bear such a little force?

She grasped the right measure and would not make jokes about her body.

Day after day, spring goes and winter comes, and everyone in Qingfeng Mountain discovers Su Ruqing's changes. At first, everyone's discomfort, and the sarcasm is changed later because they have watched Su Ruqing's cultivation method.

Even Taoist Qingfeng sighed and left her courtyard after seeing Su Ruqing's cultivation method several times. However, since then, the second senior brother gave her three more bottles of Broken Jin San refined by Taishang Peak every month.

Su Ruqing took the medicine bottle expressionlessly, threw it into the yard in front of her second senior brother, and then practiced her tiger out of the gate. In less than a year, several batches of tree stumps in her yard were replaced. The people also grew taller.

When she punched, a tiger with spiritual power had already appeared in front of her. This move made Taoist Qingfeng look at her several times, and then he told her in detail about the changes in this move.

I'm afraid he himself never expected that a woman would learn this brute force so seriously and full of power.
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