There was a cry in Zibao's voice, and it was hard to imagine that such a character would one day show such a weak side.
It was moved by Qingling's tolerance and regretted even more because of its own selfishness.
"Really? But... I don't seem to be in pain anymore?" Qing Ling turned over and smiled weakly at Zi Bao. The continuous pain had drained all the strength from her body, and now there was nothing she could do.
Just talk and smile.
Saying a word seemed to use up all the strength of the whole body. He took a small breath and calmed down his pounding heart and numb body bit by bit.
"I...is this...successful?" The feeling of fatigue has not receded. After a short rest, she just felt that her strength had recovered a little bit. Qingling asked, staring at Zibao with questioning and
expect.
Zi Bao nodded heavily, "Little girl, you are indeed amazing. I was not wrong about you!"
I have to admit that Qingling's performance made Zibao have a better impression of her. Everything she did had always been under his control. It thought she would only do things she was sure of, but this time she
But it did a feat that even it found thrilling, and it also allowed it to truly see Qingling's firmness and determination.
It turns out that in order to achieve her goal, she can be cruel to anyone, including herself.
Zi Bao didn't believe that before this happened, Qing Ling had no idea that body training would be so difficult, but she still chose to persevere.
"Little girl, your performance this time really impressed me. Just wait, I will not let your efforts go in vain." Zibao promised, "Have a good rest, you have spent all your energy this time, and there is no one."
I won’t be able to get up for two or three days.”
"But……"
Qing Ling was about to say something, but was stopped by Zi Bao, "Nothing is important now, only your body is important. If you don't want your previous efforts to be in vain, then have a good rest!"
The slightly stern voice calmed Qing Ling down. Naturally, she couldn't just watch her efforts go to waste.
Gently closing her eyes, she felt her body no longer in pain. The previous pain seemed to still remain in her body. It was the throbbing of her soul. She hoped that such pain would never happen again. Just this time, she felt that she had never felt the pain again.
I have passed through the eighteen levels of hell one by one, and I am afraid that I may have gone beyond the limit.
Cultivation is such a difficult thing. Only then did Qing Ling realize that her previous sixteen years had been smooth sailing and it was just luck. Whether such luck could continue in the future was not up to her.
She knows that the current situation is no longer the time when she could wear the halo of genius and show off her power as a child, but has entered an era that started hundreds or even thousands of years earlier than her. Faced with many older generations of cultivators who have lived for thousands of years
If you want to protect yourself and those you want to protect, you must have this strength.
Two years later, Shiwandashan did not have enough strength to protect the survival of the sect.
Five years later, Misty Forest. For those who sabotaged the Misty Forest plan, Qingling knew that Netherworld would not let him and his companions go.
The road ahead will be longer, and your own path will become increasingly difficult.
…
One day later, Qing Ling's body recovered miraculously, and the time was shortened by half than Zi Bao expected! After Zi Bao's back and forth inspection, it was determined that Qing Ling had indeed fully recovered, and her body had improved significantly than before.
If you want to improve your strength, it's just a matter of time.
"Little girl, don't take those elixirs of yours from now on. Those elixirs are of little use in increasing your strength. Just practice hard!"
Zi Bao said simply and neatly, but Qing Ling was a little dumbfounded. The reason why she spent so much effort was not because she wanted to develop a good body, and then take shortcuts to improve her cultivation by taking the Spiritual Repair Pill.
But now Zibao actually told himself that those pills were useless to him and that he should practice well?!
If she continues to practice at this level, when will she become powerful? Isn't she trying to make a fool of herself?!
Qing Ling's face immediately darkened.
"What do you mean? Are all the previous body training exercises useless?!" Her voice rose a little higher, and Zi Bao's words made her unable to calm down.
"No, no." The purple mist immediately hid in Qing Ling's sea of consciousness, and then began to explain in detail, "Girl, don't you think your body is too good now? Those good low-level elixirs are not good for you at all.
It won’t have much effect.”
Is my body feeling much better? I feel so clear that I don’t even realize it.
"If you don't believe me, find a magical flying sword and try it on yourself." Zi Bao's voice came out from the sea of consciousness, but it was so weak.
Cutting herself with a sword? Is she sick or something?
He decisively ignored Zi Bao's words and asked about other things.