The next day, Lin Xueling was still sleeping with her arms around my neck, while I was full of pride.
The medicine given by Coffin Yang... is really powerful, but... after taking it, I can't sleep!
I haven't slept since I worked overtime all night, and I don't feel sleepy at all now.
Lin Xueling didn't wake up until noon.
After I went out, I found Coffin Yang. I originally wanted to ask him to help me think about how to improve my strength to avoid being chased by that crazy woman Yan Yingxin.
But Coffin Yang told me that cultivation is done step by step. If you try to make rapid progress, your foundation will be unstable, and you will create big troubles later on.
For example, being obsessed, crazy, and dying suddenly...
Anyway, after knowing the serious consequences, I didn’t expect anything else. I quickly gained strong strength.
Seeing my disappointment, Coffin Yang couldn't help but smile and said, "Master, remember that the human skin picture frame is still in your hand."
I was stunned, not knowing why Yang suddenly lifted up the coffin and the picture frame came.
Could it be that the picture frame has some powerful hidden strength?
I took out the frame and handed it to Coffin Yang.
Coffin Yang put the picture frame on the bed, and then asked me to find the ghost painting, saying that it was of great use.
Having said this, I also understand how Coffin Yang asked me to improve my strength.
Just enter the world in the painting and practice...
There is another world in the painting. The passage of time there is completely different from that in reality, and the progress is very slow.
I took out the painting, and Coffin Yang immediately told me a cultivation method that could quickly increase my magic power. Of course, the so-called cultivation method was what I thought of.
"When Master is practicing, someone has to pull me out from the outside. But if the scroll is damaged or entrusted to someone other than someone else, then wouldn't I be dead?"
I was still a little worried about entering the painting to practice, so I told Yang Coffin about my worries.
Unexpectedly, Coffin Yang looked at me like he was looking at a fool: "One second from inside is equivalent to one year in reality. Although the spiritual energy inside is not enough, practicing for five thousand years is equivalent to your life in reality." The speed of cultivation is about ten years of Taoism."
After listening, I couldn't help but widen my eyes.
"What? It took five thousand years to convert into ten years. Isn't Master's conversion rate... too low?"
I have a mournful face, and Yan Xia has only been around for five thousand years. This has allowed me to practice from the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors to now.
Just...just ten more years of Taoism.
Coffin Yang disagreed: "Is it very low? Five thousand years in the painting only lasted an hour and a half in reality. You can reach it in one and a half hours. Don't you think it's very profitable for others to practice for ten years? "
"But, you have to practice for five thousand years!"
I couldn't help but despair. After staying in that old old castle for five thousand years, would I go crazy after coming out?
Coffin Yang was serious, like a stern teacher: "There is never a shortcut in cultivation. If you want to increase your Taoism quickly, you must work steadily and trade the five thousand years in the painting for ten years of Taoism in reality."
Five thousand years is a long time, but if you don't practice, you will probably continue to be like now, being chased by evil masters.
I don’t want to run away anymore, isn’t it just five thousand years?
I fixed it!
"Okay! Master, please help me protect the law!" My eyes were unwavering.
Coffin Yang opened the ghost painting scroll, I took the frame and walked in.
Following a wave of dizziness, he opened his eyes again and found that he was already in the old castle.
I am already very familiar with this old castle. According to my memory, I found a huge empty hall. In the painting, there is no need to eat or drink. I am like a ghost here.
I sat cross-legged on the floor, exercising the Tao Qi in my body, and felt a mass of gas flowing along the meridians in my body.
After walking around, I felt that my body was more comfortable than ever before.
After taking the Marrow Cleansing Pill, I can feel that my meridians have been greatly protected. If I lay a good foundation, it will have an excellent effect on practicing powerful techniques in the future.
Thinking of this, I stopped slacking off, took a short rest, and continued to let the Tao Qi travel through my meridians.
As the years passed, I did not practice and figure out other techniques, but kept moving Tao Qi through the meridians...
Over the past few years, I feel that my meridians have become stronger than ever, and cultivating my meridians is also training my body.
Meridians are located in various parts of the body. If you train your meridians well, I heard that you can even become invulnerable. Of course, your strength will also increase.
I stood up, walked to a wooden table, and punched it hard.
The fist was attached with Dao Qi, and it hit the thick wooden table. In just a moment, the wooden table was smashed into pieces.
With a click, the wooden table fell to the ground...
I looked at the broken table and looked at my fist in disbelief.
I thought the strength would increase, but...is this increase a bit too much?
One punch can break an inch-thick table. If you have been practicing for a year or two, you can't beat a cow to death with one punch!
Thinking of this, I practiced even harder. As long as I can practice physical training to a certain level, I won't be afraid of any curses or evil masters.
When the evil master uses magic to deal with me, it can move the meridians in my body, and even cause the evil master who attacked me to suffer backlash.
As for not being afraid of evil masters, that is easier to understand. If you are not afraid of magic attacks, do you still need to be afraid of evil masters?
Wouldn’t it be nice to directly exert great force to create a miracle?
I looked at the table on the ground and felt pity in my heart. Such a good table was broken into pieces by my punch. If it could be moved out, it would probably be sold for thousands of dollars!
But as I thought, the broken wooden table on the ground slowly rose up, and the broken wood slowly merged together at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Only two or three minutes later, the broken table became brand new again.
I looked at the restored table in front of me, my mouth opened wide and my eyes widened.
Could it be...that this is the legendary way to follow your words?
I guess so!
Wait... If I follow my words, can't I just change my mind and transform into whatever I want?
I want to hit ten!
Forget it, let’s practice hard. After all, you didn’t come here to play. When you go out and have time to play, you might not want to play, so you have to force yourself to play...
Unexpectedly, at such a young age, I have already experienced the hard life of a middle-aged man.
I continued to move the Tao Qi throughout my body, and then practiced the art of body refining.
In this way, another two or three years passed in the painting.
"Your Majesty, I am here to feed you a grape."
"Yes! Come on, feed me with your mouth!"
"The king's concubine will perform a dance for the king to bring happiness to the king."
"What about that? Wear less..."
"Drink, Your Majesty!"
"Yes, Liu'er drank with me!"
I picked up the wine glass handed to me by the woman beside me in ancient costume and gauze, and lay in the beauty's arms, tasting it slowly.
I looked at a dozen beautiful women in various colored gauze dancing in front of me, and the wonderful palace music rang in my ears.
I drank all the wine in the glass and held a stunning girl in my arms.
Damn it, what kind of hard life did I live before?
To be honest, now I am really fascinated by the world in the painting.
There is no need to worry here. I can change my mind in any way. In other words, I am the god here.
Although it is not reality, I have a coffin Yang to protect me, and I can live in it for five thousand years.
Isn’t this better than the real life of being hunted?
Looking at the dancing slender waist and jade legs, I kept swallowing my saliva...
