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Song Li put the sword back into the scabbard and handed it back to Ma Yu. This sword is good, but it is not suitable for her.

"What kind of exercises are the Ma family practicing now?"

Ma Yu took the long sword with both hands, with a face of shame, "We are practicing ancient martial arts now, and the cultivation skills you left us have been stolen." He heard from his grandfather that they were caught in the trick of diverting the tiger from the mountain. When it was discovered that something was wrong, the exercises and some medicinal pills for cultivation had already been stolen.

"It seems that the other party has premeditated plans." The Cang family, the Yang family, and the Ma family were all ransacked, and she was deliberately replaced when she was born, and Yun Qingxue was taken away by others. The people in this world are well aware of all this.Maybe that person is someone related to her, but who could it be?
Song Li took out a few bottles of elixirs and handed them to Ma Yu, "You take these elixirs, I will write a book of exercises for you later." She didn't know who the enemy behind her was and when she would meet them, What she can do now is to integrate her own forces as much as possible, and make herself and her own forces stronger, so that she will have a chance of winning.

"Thank you Patriarch Master! This disciple will definitely practice hard and will never disappoint Patriarch Master." Ma Yu took the elixir excitedly.Very good!After waiting for so long, the patriarch and master finally came back.

Song Li nodded slightly, and looked at Master Xuanzhi, "Xuanzhi, what is your cultivation level now?"

"Golden Core mid-stage."

Song Li nodded appreciatively, "Not bad! What kind of exercise are you practicing now?"

Xuan Zhi took out a book of exercises from the storage bag and handed it to Song Li, "This is the exercise that my disciples practice."

Song Li took the exercise, opened it and looked at it, frowning slightly, "You are a wood-type spiritual root, this exercise is not suitable for you."

Xuanzhi's eyes dimmed, and a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes, "I know, but this exercise book was left to me by my master. Thirty years ago, my master was blocked by someone on the way back. He returned to the temple with the last breath, and handed this exercise book to me, and he told me to practice hard and wait for you to come back." For him, this book is not only the exercise method, but also the belief of the master. And the expectations for him, even if he knows it is not suitable, he will work hard to practice, he must not let the master down.

Song Li tightened her grip on the exercises, and there was a slight chill in her eyes, "I will definitely avenge your master." She will definitely find out the person behind the scenes and avenge her disciples and grandchildren.

Handed the exercise back to Xuanzhi, "You keep this exercise, and tomorrow I will give you a new one suitable for your cultivation." Xuanzhi is a pure spiritual root of the water system, if there is a suitable exercise for him, he will now His cultivation is definitely more than that.

"Thank you Patriarch Master!"

Song Li stood up, "It's getting late, go to rest, I'll give you the exercises and the elixir tomorrow morning."

Back in the room, Song Li set up a shielding formation, and entered the small world with Han Jingxi.

Taking out three blank jade slips, Song Li used his spiritual consciousness to describe the cultivation method on the jade slips, and exchanged some pills with Xingbao for monks in the Golden Core Stage.

Everything was ready, Song Li picked some low-level spiritual herbs in the medicine field, took out the alchemy furnace, and wanted to refine a few more furnaces of pills for the monks in the Qi refining period.

Suddenly, she felt that the marks of divine consciousness she had left on the two fleeing monks stopped moving.

"Master! We have failed." In the dark woods, two monks knelt on the ground and reported to the masked man standing in front of them. From their straight bodies and the cold sweat on their foreheads, they could be seen Fear of the person in front of him.

"You two idiots, what use are you for?" The masked man waved his hand, and blood mist filled the air.

The silver-white moonlight shines through the dense leaves, and the stars are reflected on the cold mask, which is gloomy and terrifying.

He looked down at the two small dots of light in his hand, the corners of his lips curled up in a mocking arc, and with a slight squeeze of his hand, the two imprints of divine consciousness instantly disappeared into nothingness.

Song Li's anger and blood surged, and his face turned pale instantly, "Damn it! He found out."

"Li'er." Han Jingxi quickly supported Song Li, his eyes full of worry for her.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry." Song Li looked a little dignified.The other party was able to kill the two monks with a wave of his hand, and he was able to discover the imprint of her spiritual consciousness, which showed the strength of the other party.

"I'll carry you to Lingquan Pool." Han Jingxi gently hugged Song Li, as if she was a fragile treasure.

Gently put Song Li into the Lingquan Pool, Han Jingxi kept holding her and never let go.

The warm spring water enveloped Song Li, and as wisps of aura entered her body, the pain began to gradually ease.

After a night of practice, when it was dawn, Song Li's internal injuries had healed. She withdrew from the practice, slowly opened her eyes, met a pair of eyes as deep as ink, gentle and tender, and smiled lightly.

"How do you feel?" Han Jingxi was worried about Song Li all night, and had no intention of cultivating at all.

"It's ready." Song Li put her arms around Han Jingxi's neck, leaned her head against his chest, and found a comfortable position.It's good to have him!

Han Jingxi finally let go of his heart, and walked out of the Lingquan Pool with Song Li in his arms, "Master Xuanzhi and Patriarch Ma have been waiting at the door for a long time."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Yu's respectful voice came from outside the door, "Master Patriarch! Master Han! Are you up yet?"

With a thought, Song Li went out of the small world with Han Jingxi, and she patted Han Jingxi's arm lightly, "Let me down."

Han Jingxi put Song Li down carefully, and gently smoothed the hair on her forehead, "Do you want them to come in?"

"Yeah." Song Li smiled and nodded.

Han Jingxi stepped forward to open the door, allowing Master Xuanzhi and Patriarch Ma to come in.

"Master Patriarch!" The two saluted Song Li respectfully.

"Master Patriarch! Breakfast is ready, do you want to move to the restaurant? Or eat in your room?"

"Not in a hurry." Song Li raised her hand and turned it over, and three jade slips appeared in her palm, and she handed the jade slips to the two of them, "This is the exercise I described for you, take a look, the rest Give that jade slip to Wuwen." Wuwen is a talent that can be cultivated, of course she must cultivate it well.

"Thank you Patriarch Master!" Master Xuanzhi and Patriarch Ma happily took the jade slip.

"Ma Yu, you don't have spiritual consciousness yet, you can use blood as a guide to open up the exercises."

"Yes." Ma Yu immediately cut his finger and sprinkled blood on the jade slip. The next moment, he felt a heat between his brows, and dense golden characters appeared in his mind. He was so excited that he could finally practice up.

Master Xuanzhi stuck the jade slip between his brows, and an exercise method appeared in his sea of ​​knowledge immediately.