Chapter 97

Sleeping Li Daochong entered the tenth layer of Qi refining in the practice of knowing the sea. The spiritual Qi in his body was continuously purified and gathered, making the nine veins slowly connected together. Unconsciously, the spiritual root had a rudiment.

Starting from the eighth level of gas refining, each additional level of cultivation will be a qualitative leap.

The eleventh layer of gas refining is the top layer of the gas refining period. Once a breakthrough is made, it is the gas accumulation period. However, the most critical is the tenth layer of gas refining, which will be the layer of the integration of nine veins.

If you want to break through this layer, you can't complete the breakthrough by simply increasing Reiki. You must connect the nine veins together to form the prototype of spiritual root before you can enter the next layer.

Li Daochong built the prototype in the practice of knowing the sea. As long as the amount of aura is enough, it will be natural to enter the eleventh floor of Qi refining.

When the last spiritual pulse was completely connected with the other eight spiritual veins, Li Daochong screamed in the sea.

Read to a higher level and know the sea and Qingming.

The tenth layer of gas refining has been completely consolidated.

At this moment, Li Daochong finally completely recovered, his body was unspeakably comfortable, and his energy and spirit became different.

Li Daochong slowly opened his eyes. It was already light. The silver bottle was not around. He stretched a big stretch and jumped down from the bed. His body was more flexible than before without any sign of numbness.

The world in Li Daochong's eyes has changed slightly again. He can't tell what's different. In short, it has become different.

Buzzing.

A blood mosquito flew by.

Li Daochong looked at it with the sound, but every move of the half centimeter blood mosquito was clearly seen, and the wings that vibrated hundreds of times a second were still clearly visible in Li Daochong's eyes.

Li Daochong stretched out his index finger and flicked it gently. The poor blood mosquito turned into fly ash and disappeared.

cooing!

Li Daochong heard the empty sound of beating drums in his stomach.

Bang.

When the silver bottle opened the door, Li Daochong, who was standing by the bed, saw the washbasin in his hand fall to the ground. The hot water stains soaked the ground, and the silver bottle's legs and feet were sprinkled with water.

However, the girl seemed to have no sense at the moment, but her lips trembled and looked at Li Daochong foolishly.

After a few seconds of silence, the silver bottle burst into tears, desperate to jump on Li Daochong and hug him, regardless of the dignity of the master and servant.

"Young master, you're awake. You're awake at last. Yinping thinks you'll never wake up again."

Li Daochong touched the little head of the silver bottle and held the girl in his arms with open arms. His thin and delicate body could be held in one arm. He was thinner than before.

Li Daochong was distressed and said softly, "well, don't cry. Why doesn't the young master wake up? Even if I come to pull the young master, the young master will never go with him. Do you know why?"

Silver vase raised her head and looked at Li Daochong foolishly. She asked, "why?"

Li Daochong couldn't help scraping his nose on the silver bottle and said, "because then the young master can't eat the rice made by the silver bottle. How can he stop if he doesn't eat it for hundreds of years?"

The silver bottle was exquisite, and the little face suddenly turned red. The crystal skin was about to drip water. He stretched out his little hand and wiped a handful of tears. He said seriously, "as long as the silver bottle can move, the young master can eat it for many years."

"Hahaha, that's better." Li Daochong pinched the silver bottle's small face and laughed on his back.

"Young master, are you hungry?" the silver bottle head was buried in Li Daochong's chest. I was a little embarrassed and asked in a low voice.

"Hungry, very hungry, very hungry, almost starving to death." Li Daochong said.

"Ah, I'll cook for the young master now." the silver bottle was surprised, pushed away Li Daochong and ran out.

After a while, the sound of cooking came from the kitchen outside.

An unspeakable warm current was surging in Li Daochong's heart. Standing at the door of the room, he saw the back of the busy silver bottle opposite the yard and showed a very happy smile on his face.

"Girl, you've worked hard these days. When the competition is over, the young master will take you around the blue bay star." Li Daochong whispered with apology.

At this time, Li Daochong seemed to have a new understanding.

In less than half an hour, Yinping cooked a table of dishes. The amount is naturally sufficient. Now that you have money, no matter how much you eat, you can manage enough.

Of course, the taste doesn't have to be said.

No matter what hotels and restaurants do outside, in Li Daochong's eyes, the best food is the craft of silver bottles.

Li Daochong is really hungry. The wind and clouds generally destroy the dishes on the table, and his mouth keeps boasting about the silver bottle.

"Girl, you can eat it too." Li Daochong took vegetables to the silver bottle.

"You eat, young master. I'm not hungry." Yinping replied with a smile. She was very satisfied when she saw the young master eating happily.

"How can we eat together? Hurry up and be obedient, or the young master will be unhappy." Li Daochong pretended to be angry.

As long as Li Daochong is not happy, Yinping will panic immediately, listen to what he says and try hard.

This is not, the silver bottle immediately picked up the dishes and chopsticks and ate them. Regardless of the image, they ate like Li Daochong.

"Girl, do you want to practice?" Li Daochong asked suddenly.

"Practice?" silver vase looked at Li Daochong with an ignorant face. "Young master, how can card slave practice?"

"Why not?" Li Daochong asked.

"The constitution of the kata people is very weak among the Terrans and is not suitable for cultivation. In addition, the master of the card slave doesn't want the card slave to be too powerful, which will threaten the master's position," Yinping explained.

"Who says you're weak? It's just the slave owner brainwashing you. Young master, you're quite suitable for cultivation." Li Daochong retorted.

"Young master, it's good to cultivate yourself. The silver bottle doesn't need to cultivate. The silver bottle's task is to serve your daily life and make you comfortable." the silver bottle is painstaking, but she sighed in her heart. The young master's brain is really active, and a strange idea came out in a moment.

How can Kanu practice?

Seeing the glowing brilliance in Li Daochong's eyes, Yinping suddenly felt tired. Last time, the master and servant discussed whether the card slave was property or not.

Young master, won't you be short circuited again?

"Silver vase, think about it. If you don't practice, how long will your life be?" Li Daochong put down his dishes and chopsticks and said seriously.

In fact, Li Daochong suddenly thought that the silver bottle cultivation was to ensure her safety. He couldn't stay with her all the time.

The killer incident left Li Daochong with lingering fear. If the killer didn't just kill himself, but also the people around him, silver vase is obviously the easiest one to start.

Fortunately, Yinping went to Li's house with Li Tianyang last time. Otherwise, I didn't know what would happen. Now think about it, Li Dao was afraid for a while.

Li Daochong knew that the girl Yinping had been infused with slavery thoughts since she was born. It was difficult to reason with her, so he changed his angle to guide her.

"Young master, the average life span of a card slave is around 60. Those who are in better health may live to 80, which is the limit." the silver bottle replied seriously.

"How long would I live if I could become a Jindan friar like my father?" Li Daochong continued.

The silver bottle tilted its head and thought, "the silver bottle is not very sure, but it should have a life of about 200."

Li Daochong smiled, "yes, if you die in front of me, who will serve me in the rest of the day?"

Silver vase's little face suddenly became sad, "yes, who will serve the young master at that time?"

Li Daochong continued to induce, "girl, you see, if you practice, you can also enter the golden elixir period, so you can live to 200 years old, so you can continue to serve me?"

The silver bottle slapped, "yes, young master, you are so clever."

Li Daochong smiled, "how can you be a young master if you're not smart? You'll practice from today on. Then I'll get you two good mind and skill skills."

The silver bottle nodded foolishly, "OK."

Determined to cultivate to the golden elixir period and follow the young master's footsteps to live to 200 years old, silver vase is serious.

The master and servant reached an agreement. Li Dao burst open a bottle of wine and a silver bottle for a small drink. Just after drinking, Li Qingyao returned from going out.

Seeing Li Daochong wake up, Li Qingyao first wept with joy, but when the excitement eased down.

Li Qingyao looked at Li Daochong strangely.

"Silly girl, why are you looking at me like that? Is there anything on my face?" Li Dao rushed to touch his face.

"Brother, the news of your death has gone crazy in the school." Li Qingyao said surprisingly.

"Er? The news of my death?" Li Daochong was stunned.

"Yes."

"Who said that?"

"Many people are saying that today ouyangqian came to ask me whether you are dead or not."