The little mysterious turtle was lying on the open window lattice, staring at the starry sky with his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking. A trace of blood was slowly injected into his body, increasing the blood in his body. It was a wooden stick. The essence and blood lost due to the remodeling of the meridians is slowly recovering.
Zhou Baopu's shouts came to his ears. At this time, Zhou Baopu had reached a limit, and the shouts were mixed with heavy breathing.
Punch after punch, Zhou Baopu's expression was calm and focused. At this moment, there was almost nothing in his eyes except the sandbag in front of him, and he devoted himself wholeheartedly to hammering the sandbag.
He bent his knees and punched at a constant rate with both hands. Although Zhou Baopu knew that his state was approaching the limit now, he also knew that that wonderful feeling was coming soon.
Sure enough, when the fist of the wooden stick struck out resolutely again, it hit the sandbag, and even the sandbag made a muffled sound.
Bits of blood floated in the air, as if attracted by something, and penetrated into Mu Zhu's skin bit by bit.
With the numbing feeling, Zhou Baopu's extremely tired arms and legs slowly became a little lighter under the infusion of blood.
The soreness gradually disappears and the feeling of relief comes one after another!
Every time Zhou Baopu punched and retracted his fist, he was immersed in an unspeakable feeling.
It was obvious that his whole body was exhausted, it was obvious that it was time to turn into a ball of mud, it was obvious that it was time to be exhausted and turn into a dead dog, but every time the blood flowed across Zhou Baopu's little face, a flushed expression of excitement arose.
However, what makes Zhou Baopu regretful is that whenever he wants to sense these blood energies and think about controlling them in his body, those blood energies seem to be naughty troublemakers, fleeting and gone, no matter how he senses them. , still can’t sense it.
Zhou Baopu frowned, of course he was not willing to give up. Although there was no one to guide him, he was stubborn by nature and would not give up so easily.
When he felt the blood seeping into his skin again, Zhou Baopu suddenly guarded his mind, suddenly retracted his fists, and quickly sat down with his legs crossed.
However, in the midst of this electric light and flint, Zhou Baopu discovered sadly that the blood energy he sensed was like a sudden appearance, and when he looked back, he had disappeared.
"Hey, it seems that my talent is really bad!"
Zhou Baopu didn't mean to blame others. His calm tone seemed to be that he didn't care, as if he was telling something that had nothing to do with him.
Zhou Baopu knew in his heart that it wasn't that he didn't care, but that he had known about it for a long time and had slowly become accustomed to this phenomenon.
Among all his peers in Zhouzhuang, Zhou Baopu can be regarded as the most diligent one. It’s not that he hasn’t worked hard before. He practices boxing for the longest time every day, and when picking medicine, he is probably thinking about how to sense it. The blood energy in the void, but failed.
In the past, people in Zhouzhuang would often shake their heads and sigh when they saw Zhou Baopu practicing boxing. Everyone could see his contribution, which was undoubtedly the most, but his gains, which no one could see, were undoubtedly the least.
If not, it wouldn't be possible for a random cat or puppy to bully him.
Another failure did not make the young man become decadent, but due to the unwillingness in his heart, his fingers had penetrated deeply into the flesh of his palm.
The heartbreaking pain made him feel better, and he stepped into his small house.
Zhou Baopu didn't want Wang Caifeng to see his lost look, so he avoided Wang Caifeng's sight and came under an oil lamp.
Taking out a thick book from his arms, Zhou Baopu's eyes were filled with blazing flames.
Zhou Baopu believed that he had every reason to believe that if he could memorize the shape and medicinal properties of each herb in this book in three months as agreed, then the powerful old man would accept him as his apprentice. , leading him on the journey of blood refining.
Zhou Baopu believes that as long as he can become the old man's apprentice, he will be able to work hard and change the current miserable situation, and his efforts will be rewarded.
Seeing Zhou Baopu take out the thick book, Xiao Xuangui's voice suddenly sounded in Mu Zhu's heart: "Zhou Baopu, you can't be fanciful and think that you can really memorize that book in three months." Destroy all the herbs in the book?"
"As long as you work hard, the iron rod can be ground into a needle!"
Zhou Baopu said slowly, ignoring the blow from the little black turtle, and continued to open the book.
"Huh, that's just from the iron rod to the needle! If you want to memorize everything in that book in three months, you still don't know what year and month it will take? That's better than the iron rod. Grinding it into a needle is much more difficult!"
The little mysterious turtle seemed to know something unspeakable, but he didn't say it out loud. Instead, he looked helplessly at the wooden stick and slowly opened the book.
"Eh!"
Zhou Baopu was secretly shocked. He didn't know why. He had just read those things, but when his eyes turned away, his mind was blank again.
When his eyes came into contact with the handwriting, every word seemed so simple and clear, and the pictures looked lifelike. However, once he closed the book or even shifted his gaze, Zhou Baopu had to sadly discover that everything he saw Everything disappeared from his memory in an instant.
"How could this happen?"
Zhou Baopu rubbed his sore eyes. After reading the first herb for the ninety-ninth time, he couldn't help but close the book and slowly closed his eyes.
"Do you understand the difficulty?"
I don't know when, the little black turtle has slowly climbed from the window lattice to Mu Zhu's desk, looked at Mu Zhu's closed eyes, and said with a smile.
At this time, Zhou Baopu finally understood what the little black turtle was talking about, and he became even more helpless.
It's not that he can't remember everything, it's that he can't remember even one. Let alone three months. If this continues, even if it takes three years, Zhou Baopu knows that he is not confident enough to be able to obtain this medicinal book.
"It seems that senior is really not an ordinary strong man!"
Thinking of this, Zhou Baopu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"I have not allowed you to agree to him a long time ago. You insist on agreeing. Are you at a disadvantage now?"
Xiaoxuan Turtle looked at Mu Zhu's frustrated expression and was secretly angry in his heart. After all, for who, someone else made the decision for him? It must be something unbearable.
"This is an opportunity after all. Even if I can't be his disciple, at least you can. Didn't you listen to what senior said, as long as you worship him as your disciple, he will refine the transformation pill for you and let you transform into Human form!"
Little Black Turtle's heart warmed up, and he couldn't help but feel grateful. He rubbed the back of his wooden stick with his black turtle shell, and said shyly: "You didn't even ask for my opinion when you did this. , I didn’t say why, I thought you disliked me at the time."
"No way. I was just doing it for your own good."
"Crack, crackle!"
While one person and one beast were bickering, outside the wall Suddenly there was the sound of crackling firecrackers, which startled Mu Zhu and he stood up immediately.