With gentle hands and feet, Zhong Yan got out of bed, put on his clothes, and walked quickly to the backyard training room.
Eighteen years!
Stuck at the third level of Qi training for eighteen years!
Does anyone know how he got here these eighteen years?
He only sleeps for an hour every day, and he can't wait to walk and eat without having to practice his exercises, and he is so diligent that he is abnormal; for a herb, he takes risks that others dare not take and goes into despair alone; for a pill, he has the audacity to kill those who are higher than him. monk...
It's a pity that this world only respects the strong without looking at appearance, otherwise he would have to kneel down and lick a powerful female cultivator in exchange for the opportunity to progress.
"Eighteen years later, this day has finally come!"
Zhong Yan sat cross-legged, calmed down his inner excitement, took a deep breath, and said out loud: "Breakthrough!"
Boom~
An ethereal and invisible energy joins the body, penetrates into the body's meridians and travels through the limbs and bones, all converging towards the Dantian Qi sea, forming a circulation.
Ka~ The realm barrier was broken, Zhong Yan seemed to hear a sound of nature, and his whole body was so comfortable that people couldn't help but want to express their feelings.
That feeling is even more comfortable than reaching the highest level of cultivation with my wife at the same time, and both falling into the clouds.
Fourth level of Qi refining!
"It's great!" Zhong Yan felt that his whole body was full of strength, and he could return to bed and join his wife for another five thousand fights.
He stood up, clenched his fists and raised his arms, almost dancing. The joy in his heart was indescribable.
Calm down.
Future breakthroughs will no longer be a problem.
Zhong Yan sat down again and looked at the system panel.
[Name: Zhong Yan]
【Age: 39】
[Realm: Fourth level of Qi refining (2/100000)]
[Exercise: "Heavenly Fire Technique" (Introductory Level 959/1000)]
[Occupation: Talisman Making (First-Level Mid-grade 209/10000)]
Looking at the realm bar, Zhong Yan felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his head, and his heart felt cold. One moment he was in heaven, and now he fell into hell.
A simple calculation made me panic.
Double cultivation plus a little cultivation experience at a time is equivalent to practicing for a whole day without taking any pills.
Calculating based on the three times a day just set, even if you don’t rest 365 days a year, it will take 91 years to break through to the fifth level of Qi refining!
91 years! ! !
The maximum lifespan of a Qi-perfecting monk is only 120 years, and he is about to turn forty now.
Moreover, the further the realm goes, the more difficult it becomes to practice, and the more experience is definitely required.
The experience required from the fourth floor to the fifth floor has increased tenfold. If it increases tenfold after each breakthrough...
Zhong Yan couldn't imagine that sweat had already started to form on his forehead. If it really happened, even if all the crystals were killed every day, he still wouldn't be able to achieve foundation building.
"impossible!"
"There must be something wrong!"
Zhong Yan stared at the panel. Fu Dao experience increased faster, and it wouldn't take long to move from mid-level to low-level.
But no matter how much resources he gets in exchange, it would be difficult for him to significantly improve his qualifications. After all, he had taken a lot of pills before.
[Exercise: "Heavenly Fire Technique" (Introductory Level 959/1000)]
"The "Sky Fire Technique" I am currently practicing is only at the entry level. After upgrading, the more proficient I become in the technique, the experience required to improve my realm will definitely be reduced..."
After some thought, Zhong Yan felt calmer, but he was not too optimistic.
Because the comprehension of the exercises is specific to a certain exercise, no matter how proficient it is, it will only promote the cultivation. The improvement of the cultivation realm mainly depends on the expansion of meridians and the accumulation of vitality.
"This is the real world. It's impossible to be like in novels, where your cultivation level will rise slowly after you have a plug-in..."
"There is a long way to go, the panel can only be used as a support, you still have to rely on yourself!"
After a long time, Zhong Changchang took out the materials and started making talismans.
However, the number '100000' was like a thorn in his heart, making it difficult for him to meditate. As a result, the success rate of making talismans dropped drastically, and the quality of the finished products was not high.
"That's all, let's take a rest..."
Zhong Yan walked out of the training room, feeling the cold wind blowing on his face, calming his impetuous heart.
Coming to the front yard, my wife was practicing sword practice in the yard wearing a red outfit.
"Husband!"
Jiang Ping stopped and said with a smile: "I will cook for you!"
A smile appeared on Zhong Yan's lips, "You woke up so early, why don't you get some more sleep?"
Ever since she developed her inner energy and was able to practice martial arts, Jiang Ping worked very hard. Apart from washing, cooking, cleaning, and serving her husband, Jiang Ping basically spent the rest of her time exercising.
"I'm ready to rest." Jiang Ping stepped forward and took his arm, raised her face and asked carefully: "Is your husband worried?"
Zhong Yan shook his head and touched her smooth black hair, "It's okay. I'll buy a maid to help you with your chores another day. You can practice martial arts and study hard."
"Yes, husband!" Jiang Ping was delighted. She had thought about it before, but she didn't know her husband's plans because he didn't say anything, so it was inconvenient to mention it.
A few days later.
Jiang Ping brought back a little girl with messy hair. Apart from her sallow and thin face, she was dressed in thin rags and dirty clothes. She pinched the corners of her clothes and shivered, as if she would fall down if the wind blew.
At first glance, they look like refugees.
There is an alley in the North Street of the city dedicated to the buying and selling of slaves, with a piece of grass stuck in their head or simply kept in a bamboo cage.
"Husband, do you think this is okay?"
"I bought it for five taels of silver on North Street. She fled from the border of Wei State. There is only one sister left in the family. She is separated. She is twelve years old and can wash and cook... If the husband doesn't like it, she can send her away personally. she goes."
Zhong Yan nodded, "You can do whatever you like."
"Yes, I must teach her well!" Jiang Ping looked at the little girl, "Why don't you thank me quickly!"
The little girl immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Thank you, master, for taking me in! Thank you, madam! I will serve you wholeheartedly and keep my integrity!"
Zhong Yan nodded, his tone calm but majestic, "Get up, in Zhong Mansion, remember one thing, talk less and do more."
"Yes, Xiaohuan remembered it."
"Xiaohuan is the name I gave her." Jiang Ping said with a smile, and stepped forward to help her up without feeling dirty. It was obvious that she liked the little girl very much, "The new year is coming soon, can I help with Xiaohuan?" Get busy."
There is an extra maid in the house, but not much has changed.
In addition to practicing three times a day, Zhong Yan spends the rest of his time immersed in the practice room making talismans.
In addition to the talisman experience gained by the system, practicing by yourself also allows the progress of talisman making to increase rapidly.
Two months after marriage.
Zhong Yan took his wife and maid to visit Li Mansion.
The nurse was not there at the gate, so the three of them walked in directly.
Passing through the front yard, I heard loud yelling and crying. I saw a row of people kneeling on the ground in the distance, and those standing with their heads lowered were trembling.
Except for Li Henian, he raised his bamboo whip and swung it again and again, hitting a woman and a boy. The skin was torn and the clothes were stained with blood.
"You evildoer, I will beat you to death!"
"Ah~ah...Father, please forgive me, the child will never dare to do it again! Ah~"
"Uuuu~ Master, please spare Wen'er, hit me all, hit me all..."
In the middle of winter, just one look at such a scene made Jiang Ping's eyelids twitch wildly. Her hands clenched her sleeves subconsciously, and she suddenly realized: This should be the usual scene in a large house.
The maid Xiaohuan clung tightly to the gift box in her hand, seeming to feel the same way.
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