In the starry sky world, at the corner of the black stone platform, there is a shimmering light group floating in the air, emitting soul-stirring spiritual fluctuations.
It was the Yin God's soul power that was absorbed by the golden page when Jiang Li shot the Silver Crow Yin Soul a few days ago.
Silver Crow is a ghost in the Divine Appearance Realm, and the remaining soul power level meets the requirements for activating the Lingshi-level magical power - Fugue Taixu.
In the future, if Jiang Li wants to practice Taoism, he can directly sacrifice this soul power and obtain the third type of Tiangang supernatural power.
Jiang Li observed the soul power of the ghost for a while, then exited the golden page, returned to the mental platform, and carefully looked at another item next to his soul.
A transparent bone whose origin is a mystery!
From the moment he obtained this bone bone, his speed in comprehending and mastering the mysteries of martial arts has drastically improved.
He even has the ability to predict the trajectory of the enemy's moves in advance.
“When we were chatting at Yumen Restaurant before, Princess Yunle once said that a cultivation treasure was stolen from the royal family’s treasury some time ago—the skeleton of Emperor Pan!
"Calculating the time, the moment when the ghost appeared outside the Yinwu Pavilion that day seems to coincide with the time when the royal family's treasure house was stolen. Is this bone knot the legendary relic of Pan Emperor?"
Jiang Li thought of a possibility and couldn't help but feel nervous.
If anyone from the royal family finds out about this, the remains of Emperor Pan will definitely not be saved.
"This secret must not be known to anyone!" Jiang Li thought to himself.
"Sir, are you angry at Chu Chu?"
Just as Jiang Li was thinking about it, a soft and fragrant body suddenly squeezed into his arms.
However, Jiang Li, who had been hiding under the quilt, stopped talking, thinking that his actions just now made his young master angry.
"Young Master, it's all because of my bad behavior at first. I only care about my own shyness and neglected you!"
Chuchu bit her lip, mustered up her courage, moved her body under the quilt with a red face, and got into Jiang Li's arms, pressing her whole body tightly against him.
"Young Master is not angry, he is just thinking about other things!" Seeing the little girl's misunderstanding, Jiang Li quickly explained softly.
"Then the young master doesn't like Chuchu?"
In his arms, Chuchu said timidly: "Why else would other young masters want the maids in the room to sleep with them, but the young master doesn't want Chuchu? It must be that Chuchu is too stupid and doesn't know how to serve the young master."
Under the quilt, a pair of small hands at Chuchu reached out to Jiang Li and moved rustlingly.
Jiang Li was startled and grabbed the little hand that was unbuttoning his pants, "Chuchu, what are you doing!"
"I'm practicing, and the nun in the garment workshop said you have to take off your pants when sleeping!" Chuchu said confusedly.
She was so nervous that her little hands were trembling.
"Nonsense, you can sleep without taking off your clothes!"
Jiang Li was covered in cold sweat and quickly corrected Chuchu's not-so-"wrong" concept.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuoriuuuuuuuuuuuuu5bbno, the master really thinks that Chuchu is stupid. Tomorrow, I will arrange for other beautiful maids to sleep with the master!"
Chuchu lay in Jiang Li's arms, crying with sadness. No matter how Jiang Li coaxed or explained, it didn't work.
"Take it off, take it off, take it off!" Jiang Li could only compromise: "But after you take it off, you can sleep peacefully and don't mess around anymore!"
"Um!"
Only then did Chuchu burst into laughter, and stretched out his little hand again to undress and untie Jiang Li.
The technique is unfamiliar.
Several times, Jiang Li couldn't help but frown.
Fortunately, the process is not complicated.
Holding Chuchu, who was feeling hot all over but satisfied, Jiang Li couldn't help but get excited, but he didn't let this desire act.
To him, Chuchu was by no means a maid in the ordinary sense.
Jiang Li is not a saint, he also has seven emotions and six desires, but he doesn't want to have Chuchu in such a muddle-headed manner.
Chuchu is the person he cares about, and he wants to own her in a fair and just way.
The room was quiet and warm, the two of them cuddled each other and soon fell asleep.
"Ouch!"
In the corner of the small courtyard of Lanhong Pavilion, the little black dog got out of the newly built kennel.
It looked up at the room on the second floor where the lights were turned off, curled its lips, and then sneakily slipped to the rockery in the back garden.
The little black dog sat down, its hind legs crossed like a human, and its two front legs crossed in front of its chest, as if worshiping the moon.
It opened its mouth, and a transparent bone that released a faint white light floated out from its throat and floated in front of its forehead.
The black dog closed its eyes and opened and closed its mouth, as if silently reciting something. Gradually, the starlight and moonlight falling from the sky turned into sparse snowflakes and floated towards its body.
If Jiang Li saw this scene, he would definitely be shocked.
Because the transparent bone floating in front of the little black dog's forehead was almost identical to the bone in the altar in his mind.
In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Li slowly woke up at three o'clock in the morning.
The little girl in his arms was sleeping soundly, her little face pressed tightly against her chest, and her hands holding him tightly. Jiang Li sniffed Chuchu's black hair, gently got out of bed, and pressed the quilt tightly.
After getting dressed and going downstairs, Jiang Li went to the courtyard to stretch his arms, punched the Taizu Changquan a few more times, and then came to the eaves with a futon in his arms.
He sat cross-legged on the futon, calmed his mind, and activated the Lingbao Tianzun's innate energy guidance technique, sucking energy into his body and continuing to strengthen the aura in his body.
His Qi Meridian realm has already reached the late stage of the Third Realm Qi Sea. If his soul power had not been severely consumed and he had been sleeping for six days, he would have reached the Fourth Realm Qi Forging.
The first three realms of Qi Meridian are just the foundation, and their combat power is far inferior to that of martial artists of the same level. Only by entering the fourth realm and condensing the true energy in the body can one have the strength to rival the martial arts of the same level.
If both the Qi Meridian and the Martial Meridian are cultivated in the Fourth Realm, their strength will increase greatly, and they can even compete with martial arts masters in the Fifth Realm of the Martial Meridian.
Jiang Xuanyao is a martial artist in the middle stage of the Juqing realm.
"Mr. Xuanxin, can it be convenient for Mr. Li to see me now?"
Jiang Li meditated quietly until a familiar voice came from outside the hospital.
"Mr. Mo, Brother Fifteen has been seriously mentally exhausted the past few days. He has just recovered and should still be resting!" Jiang Xuanxin replied after entering the courtyard for the second time.
"Is it Mo Yunliang? Are you going to continue practicing Qi Meridian today?"
Jiang Li opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and he said, "Xuan Xin, please come in, Mr. Mo."
"Mo Yunliang has met Mr. Li!"
The courtyard door opened, and Mo Yunliang followed Jiang Xuanxin into the courtyard. Looking at Jiang Li sitting cross-legged on the futon, Mo Yunliang's eyes showed relief.
He could tell that Jiang Li should have been practicing the Qi Channel Guidance Technique before.
The humble concubine who had been suppressed at the bottom of the Hou Mansion for more than ten years suddenly turned over. He did not get carried away and indulged in revenge and enjoyment. He could still maintain such a stable state of mind. Mo Yunliang thought that it was impossible.
"Mr. Mo is here to teach Jiang Li how to practice?" Jiang Li asked with a smile.
"Master Li, Mo may not be able to teach Master Qi pulse cultivation for some time to come!"
Mo Yunliang looked ashamed, and he took out several book records from his arms, "These notes record what I have learned throughout my life and my experience in Qi channel cultivation. I will give them all to the young master today."
"Mr. Mo is leaving?"
Jiang Li was a little surprised.
"I won't leave the Marquis Mansion for the time being, but the eldest lady has arranged a new task for me. If I don't see you today, I won't be able to see you forever!"
A look of loneliness appeared in Mo Yunliang's eyes, as if he didn't want to say more. After handing the book to Jiang Li, he turned and left.
When he reached the gate of the courtyard, Mo Yunliang paused for a moment, and finally couldn't help turning around and admonishing: "Young Master is very talented and has a very high level of Qi cultivation and enlightenment, but if possible, it is better not to practice Taoism, martial arts, and Confucianism." Among the four meridians of Qi and Qi, my Qi cultivation channel will never be able to come to the forefront. Not only will my lifespan be wasted, but in the end I will become someone else’s wedding dress!"
"Mr. Mo wants to increase Jiang Xuanyao's power?"
Jiang Li's eyes flashed suddenly.
