Although Nangong Liyue is a mortal, inhaling more freshness from nature can be of great benefit to the antioxidants in the body.
Fifteen days passed, Fengjingcheng calculated the time and appeared in the cave.
Nangong Liyue suddenly felt a burst of warmth like a spring breeze in her body, and her whole body was filled with unprecedented strength. Her face was pink and white, and she was completely transformed.
Her eyelids trembled, Nangong Liyue slowly opened her eyes, a smile twitching at the corner of her mouth.
After practicing the Marrow Cleansing Sutra for fifteen days and nights, Nangong Liyue finally mastered it.
This is a kind of Qigong with potential abilities. Although it currently only improves the hidden potential in Nangong Liyue's body, once it is integrated with the Yi Jin Jing and practiced, it will become a peerless superior Kung Fu.
"How about it?"
Feng Jingcheng sat next to the stone beside the bed, looking at the face in front of him that he had been thinking about for half a month, with a deep smile in his eyes, and looked at Nangong Liyue carefully.
The complexion is rosy, plump and energetic. The eyes are getting darker and brighter, cold and arrogant. They contain infinite power and are ready to go.
She was sitting on the bed of ice, her face was calm, calm, calm and gentle, and her whole body exuded the power of being as stable as a mountain.
Very good, he has become a completely different person.
Feng Jingcheng looked at Nangong Liyue with a satisfied smile, which was attributed to the Marrow Cleansing Sutra.
Nangong Liyue only felt that her body was extremely stiff. She hadn't understood her muscles and bones for half a month, and she was almost petrified.
Suddenly he relaxed his body, thinking about his own feelings, raised his hand and rubbed his back gently, while nodding with satisfaction, "Not bad."
The Marrow Cleansing Sutra really made her feel relieved and full of strength.
Nangong Liyue casually described her mood in two words. She couldn't even scratch her back. Nangong Liyue stopped, her eyes wandered, and she looked at Feng Jingcheng, smiling coquettishly, "Rub it for me."
Feng Jingcheng didn't show any pretense and came over to rub the shoulders of Nangong Liyue, who had already turned around and was waiting for him to serve.
"After a few days of rest, you can continue practicing the Yi Jin Jing."
Feng Jingcheng's feminine face was expressionless, and his eyes were shining brightly. He was very satisfied with Nangong Liyue's performance in the past half month. He was able to practice a Marrow Cleansing Sutra in half a month. He was really a genius among geniuses.
While squeezing her shoulders, he freed up his free hand, took out the Yi Jin Jing and threw it in front of Nangong Liyue, as if he was throwing away garbage.
If a martial artist took this, they would laugh from ear to ear.
Feng Jingcheng's hands were very skillful and the squeezing was very comfortable. Nangong Liyue fell into a moment of selfless enjoyment. Hearing Feng Jingcheng's voice, even if it was a book like the Yi Jin Jing, he opened his eyes unwillingly.
Open your eyes, pick it up and flip through it quickly.
"Sure enough, eighteen postures." Nangong Liyue didn't even look back as he sighed, "Tell me, do you want me to have eighteen years on my face?"
It’s one style every year.
In this case, maybe you can stay in this cave and grow a beard.
"Do you not believe me, or yourself?" Feng Jingcheng's face flashed with disdain when he heard Nangong Liyue's futile words.
Nangong Liyue suddenly pinched her shoulder harder, and Nangong Liyue couldn't help but frown slightly in pain, "I was just joking."
Nangong Liyue slapped his hands away, looking back at Feng Jingcheng who was laughing crazily, "I laughed at a famous Marrow Cleansing Sutra in half a month, I laughed at it."
Look, as long as I spend a few years on the Yi Jin Jing, I will be able to complete it. If there is external help, it will be completely different."