"Do you know what cultivation I was when I was your age? Dousheng Qipin, but I began to practice as soon as I learned to speak, and you, it took less than a year to practice. What's more, they have good aptitude and have been practicing since childhood, but they have been practicing for more than ten years before they are promoted to Dharma saint. At your age, their accomplishments are not as good as you. How do you do that? " Gu Fenghua finally expressed his doubts.
"Yes, Zihan has been practicing for less than a year. How can he enter the country so fast?" Gu Tianci also said with a frown.
"I don't know." Zi Han shook his head and said blankly.
"Fenghua, is there any problem?" Gu Tianci worried said.
"Hurry up, I'll help you dress up and make you knead enough." Gu Fenghua threatened to say, but his eyes were shining, as if he had thought of something interesting.
When I returned to the capital with Zihan, I changed all kinds of clothes every day, sometimes pure little Lori, sometimes fairy little Lori, sometimes funny little Lori. Think about it, I really miss it.
"Well, I'll do it. I'll do it right away." Zihan obviously also thought of that painful memory, his face changed for a time, and he quickly pulled out his sword.
"Remember to do your best. I heard that there is a new clothing store in Beijing. The clothes made by the little girl are the most beautiful." Gu Fenghua said with a smile.
On hearing this, Zihan immediately shouts, raises his sword which is not much shorter than himself, and cuts it out with all his strength.
"Not bad." Seeing the faint holy and cold light on the sword, Gu Fenghua showed a satisfied smile and gently blocked the sword.
Even if Zihan did his best, it was impossible to pose any threat to Gu Fenghua. As soon as the two swords touch each other, Zihan takes two steps back, which makes him stand firm again.
"Sister, I've really done my best." Zihan looks at Gu Fenghua pitifully.
"I know." Gu Fenghua slowly put away the sword, the smile on his face, has been replaced by extreme shock.
"I really did my best." Seeing Gu Fenghua's surprised look, Zihan didn't know what she was surprised at, and repeated it again.
"Zihan, how do you practice?" Gu Fenghua finally came back and asked Zihan.
"I practiced according to the skills you left me. What's the matter?" Zihan noticed that not only Gu Fenghua, but also his grandfather was shocked, and his heart was even more puzzling.
The elder should have been happy to see that the younger generation's cultivation was successful, but the speed of cultivation was so amazing. In detail, it was even faster than Gu Fenghua's original cultivation speed, so he was more worried.
You should know that Gu Fenghua had several powerful brothers who had been trained since childhood and had such amazing cultivation speed, but Zihan was instructed by him. How could his cultivation be compared with those mysterious and powerful brothers of Fenghua? How could Zihan's strength be improved so fast?
As the saying goes, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon. How can he not worry about Zihan.
Gu Fenghua didn't draw a conclusion lightly. Instead, he grasped Zihan's pulse and examined it carefully.
For a long time, Gu Fenghua loosened his fingers, but his expression became strange.
"Sister, is my body OK?" Zihan was more sensible than ordinary people. Seeing that his grandfather and sister were strange, he guessed something and said anxiously.
"It's OK. You go to change your clothes and have lunch later." Gu Fenghua said.