The final practice of practicing is the application of natural laws. The stronger the foundation is in the early stage, the more thorough the understanding of natural laws will be.

After building the foundation, it is not just as simple as improving spiritual savings.

In Liu Fengmian's words, Junior Sister Wang's desire to form a pill seems to be a delusion.

Unless she starts from now on, re-understands the Tao, consolidates her foundation, study hard and practices, and with her own good resources, it may be possible within five hundred years.

Liu Fengmian was considered polite in these five hundred years. The lifespan of a foundation-building monk was only 300 years, but for Wang Shuyue, it was not difficult to increase his lifespan by leaning against a big tree.

After all, the Five Spiritual Roots are the Five Spiritual Roots. At this stage, she seems to be in the same realm as Bai Qingfeng, Ou Keqin and others, but in another five years, it may not take five years. In a year, you can see the huge gap between the Spiritual Roots.

In short, Liu Fengmian, as the eldest brother, was worried about this.

Wang Shuyue herself was calm. The spiritual roots have been decided since she was born, and she had no choice. She was already satisfied with having spiritual roots.

Now I can only calm down and do it step by step.

As long as what you do brings her some gains, it is progress.

Therefore, when others were working hard to practice martial arts with their master without eating or drinking, Wang Shuyue could still stay quietly in the purple bamboo forest and continue to fight hard with the difficult purple bamboo seedlings.

It was autumn, and it rained intermittently all night last night. Wang Shuyue woke up from the meditation in the morning and felt that the air around her became wet and sticky and uncomfortable.

I pushed open the door and came to the terrace. At first glance, the mountains were covered with white mist. The rain fell down the eaves, forming a bead curtain, crystal clear, as if it was still in a dream.

The weather changes have no effect on the daily travel of the monks. The disciples still go wherever they should go, and the martial arts venue is still lively.

After the sweeping disciples took brooms to sweep the leaves that were blown off by the wind and rain last night into a pile, a fire-type spell went down, and the fallen leaves became fertilizer in the vegetable field behind the canteen.

It was still drizzling in the sky. Wang Shuyue looked at the errand disciples who were fertilizing the vegetable fields at the foot of the mountain from afar. She suddenly remembered her fragile purple bamboo seedlings, and hurriedly supported the defense cover to isolate the drizzle and ran towards the bamboo forest.

Fortunately, before work last night, she set up a defensive formation to prevent birds and beasts from causing trouble. The rain at night did not hurt these fragile bamboo seedlings at a glance.

Since last time, Qing Yidao Ren would come to guide Wang Shuyue from time to time. Her planting technology has made rapid progress. Now, all 160 purple bamboo seedlings have been successfully cultivated and planted in the bamboo forest.

The purple bamboo seedlings are not as fragile as they were at the beginning, so you don’t have to be as careful as before.

But thinking about how they can grow in two hundred years, Wang Shuyue still feels frustrated.

If she hadn't had the talent to practice time and space spells, she would have wished she could have practiced the time acceleration spells herself so that these purple bamboos could become ingredient quickly.

"Wang Shuyue, someone is here!"

The reminder of Jade Qilin came from his mind. Wang Shuyue walked out of the wet bamboo forest. Looking up, a white man was like a cloud, carrying a white "man" in white clothes came stepping on the clouds.

Seeing the elegant and dusty white silk, Wang Shuyue almost dared not recognize the person standing on it.

When did this cool girl Bai Qingfeng become so feminine?

"What are you doing?" Wang Shuyue pointed to the white silk under her feet and asked Xinqi.

White silk floated in the air, Bai Qingfeng stood on it in the white outfit that only male disciples wore, his hair was still on the scalp, and her face became more and more undisputed. Looking from a distance, she looked like a man.

The "man" raised his eyebrows with a high spirit and put the long silk into his palm, layer by layer, thick and white like clouds in the sky.

"This is the flying magic weapon my master gave me. It can not only fly, but also be used as a weapon."

Bai Qingfeng explained, waved his hand, and swung out the long silk, rolling up beautiful waves, a light cloth that seemed soft. When he waved it to the front of the door, Wang Shuyue immediately felt the suffocating pressure.

She hurriedly took a few steps back, looked at Bai Qingfeng in surprise, and sighed: "It's just a Qiankun circle and a pair of hot wheels, you can be Nezha."

Hearing this joke, Bai Qingfeng's eyes darkened, and he immediately threw out his long sleeves and called him.

The sound of the fierce wind, I knew it hurts to suck someone!

Wang Shuyue looked at the purple bamboo forest behind her and avoided her side, taking out the cold jade hoe and hooking out the white silk.

"Be careful, don't mess with my purple bamboo, or I will fight you and me!"

While warning, Wang Shuyue pulled Bai Shu to pull the people in the air down.

"I haven't seen each other for a few months now. You are so anxious to compete with me. You are a fighter!" She cursed angrily.

Bai Qingfeng was not angry either. He twitched the long silk and put it away, sneering:

"I heard that you have been working hard for the past few months. It turns out that it is true. Look, you don't even dare to take a single move from me now."

Wang Shuyue said, "It's useless to provoke the general. Thirty years from Hedong to Hexi, thirty years from Hedong, I still don't know what happened next."

From the first day she joined Yunhe Sect, she knew that she could no longer chase talented players like Bai Qingfeng, otherwise she would be hit to death.

What's wrong with growing bamboo?

She now has a deeper understanding of wood-based spiritual power, water-based spiritual power, as well as earth-based spiritual power, and these are the results of her hard work!

Seeing that Wang Shuyue was not angry with her, but instead looked calm and composed, Bai Qingfeng was amazed.

"Wang Shuyue, you have changed. I remember when you were training at the base, you insisted on competing with me. Why are you now... Hiss, a look..."

Bai Qingfeng was stuck, she couldn't think of an adjective when.

"What do you think?" Wang Shuyue did not let her go and asked curiously.

Bai Qingfeng paused and replied, "I look like I am not enterprising and I am proud of myself."

Wang Shuyue rolled her eyes immediately, too lazy to argue with Bai Qingfeng, and asked with her hips: "What are you here? Don't tell me that you are here to see me plant bamboo."

"You don't know?" Bai Qingfeng showed a look of surprise instead.

Wang Shuyue asked blankly: "What do you know?"

"I think you are really stupid to plant bamboo. The first batch of exchange students is here today. Don't you go and see it?" Bai Qingfeng jokingly said.

Wang Shuyue really didn't know about this. She hadn't been to morning class for a long time. With Qingyi's acquiesce, Liu Fengmian ignored her.

Without joining the group life, Wang Shuyue obtained very limited information.

She asked excitedly: "Who are there?"

Bai Qingfeng shook his head, "I don't know, counting the time, it's almost here, are you going?"

"Go!"

Bai Qingfeng came to call her, of course she wanted to go.
Chapter completed!