[1]Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

Ch 187:The Treatment of A Good Discipline

Gui You had even specially built a thin wooden stake for him. This way, when Su Chong stood on it, he could only stand on his toes. This was much more tiring.

Only then would Su Chong be so tired that his legs would tremble.

Gui You was very satisfied. He called Su Chong 'Chong'er' and Su Xiaolu 'Little Girl'. The difference was obvious.

At the end of February, Su Chong had already started practicing his sword. It was a wooden sword.

He stood upside down for an hour every day, and the rest of the time was spent practicing his sword.

Su Xiaolu was still standing on the stakes.

During the day, Su Chong and the others went to school while Su Xiaolu stood on the stakes.

When they returned in the afternoon, Su Xiaolu was still standing.

As she got used to it, Su Xiaolu's standing time extended, maintaining a point that she could tolerate but was also tiring.

In the blink of an eye, it was April, and the spring was perfect.

Gui You looked at Su Xiaolu on the stake and asked in frustration, "Girl, do you have Internal Breath?"

Su Xiaolu's expression did not change. "Master Gui You, I haven't felt the Internal Breath you mentioned."

"Alright, then practice more mental cultivation techniques tonight."

Resigned, Gui You turned and walked away.

Gui You couldn't help but mutter, "Her aptitude is not bad, but this comparison is too obvious... My good disciple hasn't been focused recently. Sigh..."

Su Xiaolu was a little helpless. Internal Breath was internal energy.

Su Chong had already cultivated Internal Breath at the end of February. Because he was worried about her, Su Chong was no longer focused. Gui You was depressed. He had already asked three times in April.

Looking at her big brother's master, she missed her master.

She had such a good master too!

Su Xiaolu had been practicing martial arts when she wasn't making medicine for Sun Baoshan and Sun Baoqian.

At the end of May, when she was practicing internal cultivation techniques, she finally felt a hint of difference.

A small warm current was deposited in her dantian. She happily guided it. This warm current flowed through her meridians and throughout her entire body, making her feel warm.

Su Xiaolu immediately ran out and said happily to Gui You, "Master Gui You, I've cultivated Internal Breath."

Gui You was stunned and quickly grabbed Su Xiaolu's hand to test it. Then, he nodded in satisfaction and said, "Not bad. From tomorrow onwards, you can start practicing your sword."

Su Xiaolu had told Su Chong the good news that night.

Su Chong was naturally happy for her.

Su Xiaolu hugged Su Chong's arm and said with a smile, "Big Brother, don't wait for me in the future. Master Gui You is right. My potential is not as good as yours. It's normal that I can't keep up with you. We're learning the same things. One day, I will learn it too. Big Brother, don't hold yourself back."

Su Chong smiled faintly.

Su Xiaolu added, "It's like me studying medicine. I can learn it, but it's difficult for others. Even if it's Eldest Brother, Second Brother, and Sister, I won't wait for you."

She didn't wait. After she learned, she would protect them.

Her silly brother. He had waited for her for a few months. There were several times when she wanted to look for Su Chong to tell him, but Su Chong avoided her.

Now that she had finally cultivated Internal Breath, she had the chance to say this to Su Chong.

"Xiaolu, I understand."

Su Chong stroked Su Xiaolu's hair gently.

In the shadows, Gui You quietly retreated. His lips curled into a smile.

Su Chong did not wait for Su Xiaolu anymore. He improved very quickly.

Practicing martial arts in the summer was very difficult.

Every day, Su Xiaolu felt that her hands and feet were not hers.

She was still practicing her basic skills.

In July, Su Chong had already started using a real sword. It was a sword that Gui You had specially forged for Su Chong.

Su Xiaolu practiced hard with the wooden sword. The weight she was wearing seemed to have become one with her.

Every month, Gui You would take it back. When it was given back to her, it would weigh three catties more.

She wore dozens of catties, but Su Chong was already wearing fifty catties.

After practicing martial arts for half a year, Su Chong had lost weight and grown taller. Now, he was half a head taller than Su Hua.

In September, another season of autumn harvest.

Su Xiaolu was six years old.

She was starting to practice her sword now. She felt that she could probably fight ten children in the village alone.

On the seventh of September, when she finished practicing her sword techniques, Gui You looked at Su Xiaolu and said, "Girl, you always carry a needle bag on you. Have you ever thought of practicing flying needles?"

Su Xiaolu was puzzled. "Master Gui You, what is a flying needle?"

Gui You smiled. He casually picked up a leaf and shot it out. The leaf seemed to carry a force and was deeply embedded in the bark. He glanced at Su Xiaolu. "This is it."