Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 92 Golden Robe, Rapid Progress (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"Does it look good?"

Seeing Lu Wubing staring intently at the jade hairpin in her hair, Ouyang Lan felt embarrassed.

"Oh dear, when I bought the hairpin, I thought that this Emerald Lake hairpin truly lived up to its great reputation and was indeed exquisite and unique. But I never expected that after Senior Sister Xiaolan wore it, it would add even more charm to the hairpin."

"Ha ha……"

Ouyang Lan was so amused that she almost dropped the large bucket of water she was holding.

Startled, Lu Wubing quickly caught it.

"I'll do it, I'll do it. This is bathwater, why didn't you ask someone to bring it over, Senior Sister?"

"I'm not that delicate when it comes to lending a hand."

Ouyang Lan walked into the courtyard with her hands behind her back, her eyes sweeping over the flowers and plants in the Lanxiang Courtyard. Unconsciously, her ears had already turned red.

Although Tianxing Peak is nominally her own home.

I've been to Lanxiangyuan before.

On the contrary, I've visited many times and even planted several beautiful flowers and plants there.

But never once.

Entering this courtyard evokes such a strange feeling.

The mountain is still the same mountain, and the courtyard is still the same courtyard; however, different people living here will give people different feelings.

"Junior brother, you go take a medicinal bath. I'll familiarize myself with the staff techniques first."

"Sister?"

Lu Wubing looked at Senior Sister Xiaolan, who pulled out a thick, eyebrow-length black stick from somewhere, and his eyebrows twitched involuntarily.

This thing looks heavy; it can't be made of ironwood, can it?

"Woooo..."

Ouyang Lan casually twirled her staff twice, her face full of heroic spirit: "My strength isn't as great as Seventh Senior Sister's, but my internal energy cultivation is much deeper than hers. And don't worry about Senior Sister mistaking acupoints; just tell me what percentage of your strength you want, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

She was very interested in giving this arrogant junior brother a good beating.

From Jiangzhou to Mingyang, they fled all the way. When the two practiced swordsmanship, the junior brother really suppressed her quite a bit.

Moreover, this kid has a sharp tongue; he muttered something while drawing his sword.

"That's it……"

"Hurry up, can you go any faster? Even an old lady can embroider faster than you!"

"Senior sister, have you eaten yet?"

If Ouyang Lan hadn't been so magnanimous and knew that her junior brother was actually using all his strength to stimulate his potential and improve his swordsmanship, she would have definitely thrown a tantrum on the spot.

So infuriating.

It can be said that Lu Wubing's powerful sword style contributed three-tenths of the credit for her rapid improvement in swordsmanship to the level of proficiency, while his mouth contributed seven-tenths.

The thought of being able to give this kid a good beating in broad daylight made Ouyang Lan tremble with excitement.

Oh dear, I shouldn't think about it too much.

If I think about it any further, I'll be exposed.

Lu Wubing glanced at Ouyang Lan with a hint of suspicion and asked cautiously, "Senior Sister, you're not going to peek later, are you?"

"Stealing? What are you looking at? Do you want to die, Little Lu..."

Ouyang Lan raised the stick.

Lu Wubing hurriedly slipped into the house.

A series of giggles came from behind me.

……

"Hurry up, I can't wait!"

Ouyang Lan used the staff as a sword and was already quite skilled at it.

He unleashed his staff, striking left and right, creating a whistling sound as he swung it through the courtyard.

"Here you are, Senior Sister. Do you know the training method? All eighty-one acupoints on the body are struck in sequence, nine acupoints per group, nine times nine in a row, repeating the cycle..."

Lu Wubing was wearing knee-length shorts, and his bare upper body was as red and glaring as a boiled shrimp or crab.

After soaking in the scalding hot medicinal soup for half an hour, all the medicinal power seeped into the pores and integrated into the skin and flesh.

In an instant, his whole body felt as if it were on fire.

Within a short period of time, the blood and qi became like boiling magma, surging and colliding endlessly.

Strangely, despite the heat, he didn't sweat at all.

It's as if a thin film covers the entire body's skin, locking in all the heat.

"I understand. I learned it clearly back in Chaoyang Village, and the order will not be wrong."

Ouyang Lan pouted slightly, somewhat dissatisfied with her junior brother's words. Who did he look down on?
"Take it easy. If you break him, you'll never find a junior brother as handsome as me again."

"You talk too much."

Ouyang Lan burst out laughing.

With a whoosh, the ironwood stick in his hand struck down with a fierce gust of wind.

The target is the Jianjing acupoint. The stick tip is shaken, striking the Tianzong acupoint with the right and the Fengchi acupoint with the left.

This technique involves three acupoints, connected continuously.

It was the [Flowing Wind and Returning Snow] move from the Thirteen Basic Deadly Sword Techniques of the Heavenly Star Sect. When Ouyang Lan used it, she did so with effortless ease, making the air crackle.

Clearly, her [Sword Pointing Technique] has also reached the [Outstanding] level, that is, the level of mastery.

"Gently, gently."

Lu Wubing thought to himself that Senior Sister Xiaolan had made rapid progress; her swordsmanship was quite impressive.

Could it be that she had been practicing diligently during the time she had been down the mountain?

It should be.

She wasn't originally a particularly hardworking person.

However, anyone who is constantly provoked along the way, especially if the provocations are excessive, will change. No need to ask, she wants revenge…

Feeling the sharp wind from the stick, Lu Wubing's heart sank slightly, but he forced himself not to dodge.

puff……

The stick strikes down.

The three acupoints were gently vibrated at the same time, with a force as light as a delicate, soft hand pressing lightly. It was not painful at all, but rather quite comfortable.

The medicinal power spread like ripples, washing over the surrounding acupoints.

"This……"

Lu Wubing immediately realized what was happening.

The reason it didn't hurt was because Senior Sister Xiaolan didn't even have the heart to use force.

He didn't even use half of his full strength.

He looks fierce when he strikes with the stick, but it's just for show.

"It seems we can put in a little more effort; Senior Sister, there's no need to be too lenient."

Lu Wubing laughed.

"Okay, okay, don't blame me if you cry."

Ouyang Lan raised an eyebrow and, sure enough, increased her strength by 10%.

Seeing wasn't enough, so he secretly added another half percent of his power.

That's when it comes in handy.

Watching Lu Wubing's blood and qi ripple like waves, driven by the tip of the stick, spreading from his chest and abdomen to his limbs.

It felt like tiny mice were scurrying around under my skin.

Ouyang Lan always managed to hit the little mouse on the head with the tip of her stick three-tenths of an inch away, making a loud, clear sound.

By this point, Lu Wubing didn't even need to remind him.

They wanted to subdue these little mice.

It's no easy job.

From 10% of my strength, to 50%, and then to 100%...

Finally, Ouyang Lan even activated the Heavenly River Orthodox Technique, mobilizing her internal energy.

Will you get hurt?

Only then did she understand why her junior brother had chosen her seventh senior sister to do this hard labor.

It turns out, it really is exhausting.

If the force is too weak or the control is slightly off, the effect will not be as perfect.

But why do I feel less and less able to bear beating him like this?

Looking at the dense purplish-black spots and raised marks on Lu Wubing's skin.

Ouyang Lanzhi felt a slight toothache.

"It's alright, Senior Sister, you've forgotten. My Lu family's [Huichun Hall] is most skilled at treating injuries. This kind of minor skin abrasion can be healed with just one acupuncture session."

Lu Wubing answered with a smile, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Senior sister, are you tired? Would you like to rest for a while?"

"Not tired!"

"Clap clap clap..."

The shadows of sticks fell like rain.

Gradually, black marks appeared all over Lu Wubing's skin.

As Ouyang Lan struck again with her stick, *clang*...

A crisp, clear sound of impact rang out.

It was like a wooden stick hitting an iron plate.

"It's done."

Both of them were overjoyed.

The black light, like a curtain, enveloped his entire body, causing his skin to slightly dent. The rebounding force caused the ironwood stick to bounce slightly.

Clearly, the practitioner has already mastered the [Golden Thread Robe] technique.

"You've already reached the second level after just one cultivation session? What kind of speed is that?"

Ouyang Lan dropped the wooden stick, hardly believing her eyes.

If people in the martial arts world knew that external martial arts were so easy to learn, would anyone still want to practice internal martial arts?

"It's not that fast. We started soaking in medicine and forging ourselves when we were at the foot of the mountain. Today is just the final step."

Lu Wubing explained.

Deep down, however, he knew that this was mostly due to the influence of his hard-working destiny and the strange vitality of the "Form" character seal.

The transformation and evolution of the physique happens unexpectedly.

As time goes by, his blood and qi, physical constitution, and various physical talents continue to improve.

The [Golden Robe] at the proficient level is just the beginning.

As for the principle of "Heaven rewards diligence," practicing once yields the benefits of others practicing ten or a hundred times. As long as one practices diligently, one will continue to improve and will not stagnate.

After practicing this many times, Senior Sister Xiaolan probably won't even feel shocked anymore.

She will become numb.

Feeling the powerful energy surging within his body, Lu Wubing felt joy.

He gained about 200 pounds of strength, which was fine, but most importantly, his body became much stronger and his defenses became much more powerful.

……

Asking for a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)