Prince Yan's Mansion.
In the small courtyard that belonged to Lu Li alone, screams could be heard from time to time, which was horrifying.
"Sister Ge!"
Lu Li, who was on the verge of collapse, raised his hand and stopped Ge Xinyue, who was about to continue applying the ointment on himself. He said with a cold sweat on his face: "Actually, after thinking about it carefully, my injury is not serious. It's better not to waste such precious ointment." ?”
Ge Xinyue held an exquisite porcelain bottle in her hand, turning a deaf ear to Lu Li's somewhat begging words. She blocked the mouth of the bottle with her fingertips and lightly dipped a little, then pressed Lu Li's hand and wiped it on his wound.
Lu Li suddenly let out another scream.
This is definitely not because he can't bear the pain.
But it hurts too much.
At this moment, Lu Li dared to swear to God that even when Shen Fangge hit him with the energy that could burn his organs, it was not as painful as 'enjoying' Ge Xinyue's medicine.
It was like peeling off the skin alive, and a horrible pain like cramping and pulling out the bones.
"This ointment was given to you by His Highness. One bottle costs one jade coin, which is equivalent to one hundred thousand coins. Even if ordinary people want to taste this kind of pain, it is a luxury."
Ge Xinyue showed a rare smile, and pressed her slightly cold fingertips on Lu Li's skin. Every inch he touched made Lu Li's whole body tense up and he let out a painful groan.
After hearing what she said, no matter how unbearable it was, Lu Li gritted his teeth and endured it.
And he vowed in his heart that he would never get hurt again in the future, and never ask Mu Hongxiu for help again when he was hurt.
Originally, the energy and blood in the thunder pool had been exhausted, causing his body to be a little weak. As for the wounds on his body, they were just superficial wounds. Even with his current physique, he could survive it. Unexpectedly, he was just trying to save money with Mu Hongxiu. After mentioning it, who would have thought that Mu Hongxiu actually sent Ge Xinyue to help him 'heal'.
"Well, your trauma is not serious to begin with, but His Highness means that you have already embarked on the path of physical cultivation, so why not take this opportunity to lay a solid foundation. This ointment is enough for you for a month, and Your Highness has also prepared it for you A medicinal bath…”
Having said this, Ge Xinyue paused slightly and said with a reserved smile: "Anyway, in the next period of time, you will have to be with these two things."
Lu Li, who was originally relieved because Ge Xinyue stopped moving, his face fell, and he said with some anxiety: "Sister Ge, no matter what, I was injured for the palace this time. Even if I have no credit, I still have hard work, right? This... Your Highness, this is It’s going to kill me.”
Ge Xinyue just smiled and said nothing, and put down the porcelain bottle.
Lu Li now had a shadow of the ointment in the porcelain bottle, and couldn't help but ask: "If this thing is not applied to the wound, will it still hurt so much?"
"Of course not." Ge Xinyue smiled and said, "But this is just for smearing your wounds."
Seeing the confusion on Lu Li's face, Ge Xinyue took the initiative to explain: "Before entering the Shenwei Department, this month, you must first familiarize yourself with the affairs that the Shenwei Department is responsible for."
Lu Li was slightly startled, "Isn't the Shenwei Division mainly responsible for the security of a city and a state?"
In fact, he had secretly inquired about the Shenwei Division from Wanshitang long before, but Zhao Shanhe was vague and said a few words without further explanation. At that time, Lu Li only thought that the Shenwei Department was mainly responsible for the security of various parts of the Tiantian Holy Kingdom, coordinating with various governments, and mainly managed warriors, so it was a bit sensitive. But now after listening to Ge Xinyue's meaning, it is obvious that Shenwei Division has some other businesses.
However, Ge Xinyue had no intention of explaining this time. After giving Lu Li a thoughtful look, she said calmly: "You may be injured frequently in the next month. His Highness said that you can take medicinal baths as you like. After all, it is calm." You have made great contributions to the national finance. As for this ointment, His Highness only gave you one bottle. If you want more, you will have to buy it yourself."
Thinking of the pain of applying the ointment, even though Lu Li knew that this thing would definitely bring him great benefits, he still shook his head violently and said: "This bottle is enough. Sister Ge, please thank Your Highness for me."
Ge Xinyue nodded noncommittally, and before turning to leave, she did not forget to tell her: "Tan Long and Shi Yan will be assigned to you from now on. Except for being familiar with the affairs of Shenwei Division, you cannot take them with you. Just tell them to do it.”
After saying that, Ge Xinyue left the room, leaving Lu Li lying on the bed to digest the information he had just received.
The bottom line is that if you want to enter the Kamui Division, you still have to pass a test.
As for the content of this test, Lu Li couldn't guess it yet, so he didn't bother with it.
Turning over and sitting up, Lu Li put on his brand-new guard uniform. He turned his hand and the small flying sword flew out from the bottom of his sleeve and continued to pass between his fingers. He was very happy.
"Thanks to you this time. If I hadn't created you on a whim before, I might have really fallen into the trap of Singer Shen Fang."
As if aware of Lu Li's thoughts, the small flying sword swayed as if drunk. Due to the material problem, the connection between Lu Li and it was still vague. Of course, there was also a flying sword among them. Unchastened reasons.
Although the flying sword method based on that forging method is very easy to use, there is one most critical step, which is to connect the flying sword with oneself and cultivate it with life, which is called the art of raising swords.
Unfortunately, Lu Li didn't have time to warm up the little flying sword, so he had to let it out and see blood.
The flying sword, which itself was not made of outstanding materials, appeared in such a drunken state.
Therefore, Lu Li began to use his mind to control the flying sword to circle around his palm. The speed was as fast as lightning. It made a buzzing sound when it broke through the air. It flew between his fingers without hurting himself at all. This was also the art of sword cultivation. A step to cultivate your connection and trust with Feijian.
During the somewhat 'playful' training process, Lu Li touched his chin with his other hand and muttered: "If I want to make this flying sword my trump card, in addition to improving my familiarity, I'm afraid I have to find more tools." It just needs to be supplemented with good materials.”
No matter how good the flying sword technique is, if it is limited by the material, the power it can exert is still limited.
But given his current situation, he really couldn't find better materials.
Even the ordinary dark iron used to make flying swords was temporarily transferred from the blacksmith shop by using his 'authority'. As for those higher-grade ores, and even the treasures used to create spiritual weapons, with his current wealth, he is not even qualified to see them.
"I'm still short of money..." Looking at the flying sword spinning in his hand, Lu Li couldn't help but sigh. With his improvement, he actually created two big money-makers.
Body cultivation and body tempering itself is a very expensive process, and now there is also a flying sword, who can withstand this!