White-Robed Chief

Chapter 39 Spiritual Soil

The night is hazy, and the moon is like water.

Six small boats were covered with black tarpaulins, and they approached Yuqi Island silently.

A few big men came down and lightly carried more than fifty sacks into Chuli's small courtyard.

In the brightly lit small courtyard, he stood in the middle of the courtyard, commanding them to put down, his voice was calm and low, as if he was afraid of shocking others.

After a while, the big men disappeared without a sound, and the boat left Yuqi Island, disappearing into the vast night in the blink of an eye.

Xue Ling stood beside Chu Li, her sparkling eyes rolled, and she looked at these sacks.

Although she doesn't know what's in the sack, but looking at this mysterious behavior, she knows it's a confidential matter, and she needs to keep her mouth shut.

Chu Li pointed to a pile of sacks: "Open them all."

Xueling walked over, bent down to untie the sack, her back and hips formed a beautiful arc, which was breathtaking.

Chu Li turned his eyes away and landed on these sacks.

Some are filled with dark red soil, some are filled with dead leaves and grass, some are filled with black sand, and some smell like feces.

Despite the unpleasant smell, Xue Ling opened the bag without changing her expression, and looked at Chu Li after finishing.

Chu Li looked at these sacks with a satisfied expression. He got all the things he wanted, and he gave orders again, asking Xueling to spread the things in the sacks layer by layer in the courtyard in a specific order. He brought two buckets of water and poured it on it.

The two worked all night, with Chu Li directing, Xue Ling kept busy, her snow-white shirt was stained with stains, and she smelled faintly.

Xue Ling didn't change her face, Chu Li said what she did and didn't say a word of complaint.

Chu Li secretly smiled, this girl can really bear it.

As soon as the morning sun came out, Chu Li interrupted his breathing adjustment, stayed in the bed and left the house, calling Xueling to water again.

Xueling came out of the west wing, carried two buckets of water, scooped up the water, and splashed water little by little, thoroughly watering the soil that was six meters long and six meters wide.

After finishing, Chu Li asked her to water it again after an hour. The most important thing today is to water it every hour.

Xue Ling gritted her teeth and nodded.

After Chu Li's confession, he continued to practice the magic skill of vajra.

Xueling watched from the side, and started watering after an hour. After watering, she stood aside to watch Chu Li practice, and quickly memorized the thirty-six movements.

At noon, Xueling cooked a sumptuous lunch.

Chu Li sat down at the stone table in the small pavilion: "Xue Ling, you can eat together too!"

"My lord, I'm a maid, so I can't sit at the same table!" Xue Ling said seriously.

Chu Li looked up at her, and said with a smile, "It's just the two of us, why are there so many rules!"

"Rules cannot be broken," Xue Ling said.

Chu Li couldn't help laughing: "Okay, it's up to you."

He found out about Xueling's life experience. She was originally a daughter of a magistrate's family. Later, the magistrate was assassinated by a martial arts master. His mother and her took refuge with her uncle. She was only ten years old at the time, and she had buried her hatred for the martial arts master. The desire for martial arts.

This magistrate is a member of the Duke's Mansion, so she was able to enter the Duke's Mansion and become a maid of Yuqi Island. She has completed the foundation building and is now practicing hard at the age of twenty.

But she is not a genius in martial arts, and her progress is slow. It will take a while to break into the Jiupin Building. Watching Chu Li practice, she wonders what kind of martial arts he is practicing, and whether she can practice it herself.

Chu Li lowered his head to eat, his appetite was very good, halfway through the meal, he suddenly said, "The martial arts I practiced are not suitable for you."

Xue Ling's expression changed.

Chu Li looked up at her, and said with a smile: "This is the Buddhist mentality. It is not suitable for women to practice. It is very dangerous. If you don't have enough Buddhist practice, practicing it is suicide. Don't mess around!"

"My lord, do you have enough Dharma practice?"

"You don't know my origin?"

"The manager didn't say anything."

"I grew up in a monastery and practiced Buddhism all the time. That's why I dare to practice this martial art. You can't do it. It's harmful but not beneficial... Are you practicing Taiyin Jue?"

"...Yes." Xue Ling nodded slightly.

Chu Li said: "This mental method is powerful, but it is very difficult to practice."

"It's okay!" Xue Ling said.

Chu Li looked at her: "Practice this, you will suffer!"

The Taiyin Jue is not an ordinary mental method. It cultivates the pure and yin internal force, which is extremely powerful, but the progress of the practice is slow. It is estimated to be one-third of the normal mental method, and its power is twice that of the ordinary mental method.

The Taiyin Jue is suitable for geniuses to practice, and it is better for ordinary people to avoid it. Xueling has a high heart, but her aptitude is average. If she really wants to practice, unless she has external help, she will suffer a lot of blows if she practices on her own.

Xue Ling pursed her red lips tightly and said nothing.

Chu Li smiled, and didn't say any more. Her character was that she would never touch the wall and never look back, so she could only let herself despair and give up.

Xueling's culinary skills are better than Li Yue's, and her culinary talent is much stronger than her martial arts talent, so she is really not suitable for martial arts training.

But he knew that Xueling's obsession was almost obsessed, and she desperately wanted to practice kung fu to protect her family, and he didn't want to pour cold water on her to make it work.

"My lord, you haven't broken through the Jiupin building, have you?"

"No."

"Then can you break through the ninth floor?"

Chu Li laughed.

Xueling looked at him quietly, without even a hint of a smile.

Chu Li smiled and said, "I don't want to break into the Jiupin Building, I don't want to be a guard."

"So..." Xue Ling nodded slightly, and said no more.

Even if Chu Li didn't get lucky, Dayuan Jingzhi could see her disdain, waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go eat, and don't forget to water it!"

"Yes." Xueling bowed, stepped back out of the kiosk, turned and left.

Chu Li looked at her plump and attractive back and smiled, really worrying.

He went to the library after dinner, read a book for an hour, and then came back to continue practicing the Vajra Duer magic skill until evening, and then returned to the East Garden.

He is determined to read all the books in the library, spend an hour every day reading, and finish the book as soon as possible while he can't leave the house.

For the next few days, he stayed in Yuqi Island, either watering, turning the soil, or adding a sack of things, the dark red soil gradually turned dark, and finally as black as ink, and the original smell became faint. Aroma, like rosewood fragrance.

This means that the transformation of the spiritual soil was successful, and the mixed mud was truly transformed into spiritual soil!

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