Midnight.

The lady called Xiaoyue to help decoct the medicine.

Xiao Yue is seventeen years old and is thin in shape. She is wearing a pink skirt, which outlines a gentle curve.

Although she looks far less than that of the Cui family and his daughter, she is also quite pretty and charming.

In addition, he has a lively personality and often takes care of Chen Yanjun's diet and daily life for Mrs. Cui. After a while, he is very familiar with Chen Yanjun.

While decorating the medicine, Xiaoyue stared at Chen Yanjun who was meditating in the practice room with her eyes closed and looked carefully.

So handsome!

I thought for a long time before I found out the topic.

"I heard from the lady that the young master has practiced again, but I don't know how much I have gained today?"

Chen Yanjun opened his eyes and glanced at Xiaoyue.

He saw that the mountain was not a mountain, and when he looked at the little maid, he seemed to see a female fairy, and his blood was surging.

Among the twelve disasters in the demonic illusion, there are many demons, ghosts and monsters in troubled times.

"For the past three years, thank you Miss Xiaoyue for her meticulous care. Chen is mediocre in her talent and often feels depressed due to incompetence. She has many rude words. Please forgive me."

Xiao Yue looked at it for a long time in surprise and was flattered.

"Young Master said this, as if he was about to leave the mansion... It has been the wife's wishes for the past three years, so Xiao Yue has no credit."

Chen Yanjun said:

"My wife saved me in the Weishui River and supported me for three years of practice. Maybe she wanted me to help take care of the pharmacy business, or let Qingchuan reform, or let Qiuzhu change her views on men... Unfortunately, three years have passed, and Chen has not done anything."

Xiaoyue shook her head.

"Mrs. I haven't thought about it so much, but I've just calculated my fortune. The young master is a noble person."

"Today, the lady looked at the young master with admiration, and she had already surpassed what the young master said."

"Maybe the young master is more than just the wife's noble man."

After saying that, he laughed and did not give Chen Yanjun a chance to defend himself, so he explained the time for the medicine soup to be cooked and then quit the house.

She thought to herself, if the young master marrys a wife, she will become the young master's maid and may be in a family!

Watching Xiao Yue's back as she jumped away, Chen Yanjun shook her head and felt emotion in her heart.

The original owner relied on a handsome face to turn those online plots of dog women looking down on others into plots of being teased by various women as they change their lives.

It can be seen that this face of a person is much more important than he imagined.

Even in the era of Xianwu where strength is the most respected, handsomeness is still one of the signs of men.

He could not imagine how fatal he would be to women as his cultivation improved in the future.

It's very annoying.

In life, you can just have a few confidants with fair skin, beautiful skin, long legs, big breasts, and understanding.

Life is short, and provoking too many women is really unwise and hurts the body. It is not a way to maintain health.

After the medicine is ready to decoct, let it cool down. Chen Yanjun filtered the soup into the medicine cup and drank it all in one drink.

I suddenly felt refreshed and my whole body was exhausted.

So he gave up his plan to rest and continued to practice.

He can no longer enter the magical realm of demonic energy.

You can only take care of the world and all things in the past by looking at the mountains, or recalling all the past.

Combined with the herb's Qi-condensing effect, the points increase speed is very fast.

【Mortal +1, progress 83/100!】

【Mortal +1, progress 84/100!】

【Mortal+1…】

By the beginning of Yin, the cultivation level increased to 90, and it could not rise for the time being.

Until dawn, it was still frozen at 90.

Chen Yanjun guessed that this is probably related to his five elements. He had heard before that the five elements are all fu and the energy is condensed to 90% of the time. Unless it can be turned into a single spirit to cross the level, most practitioners of the five elements are all fu to stop there.

Fortunately, he has a dot panel, and as long as he invests a lot of resources to add points, he can get it!

However, if you practice "Qi-Healing Technique" to the third level, you may be able to take a shortcut...

The reason why the third realm of nourishing Qi slows down the advancement speed of normal cultivators is because they seek too much stability. Chen Yanjun's absolute five elements are as stable as an old dog. Even if he enters the third realm of nourishing Qi, he will never slow down his practice.

If you want to reach the third level of nourishing qi, you don’t look at the talent, but only the experience and state of mind of the practitioner.

However, for Qi Condensation Pill, the third realm is not necessary. As long as you have good talent and sufficient resources, you can directly enter the first and second realms.

If you can enter the third level, the cultivator's dantian will be stronger, stronger, and subsequent upgrades will be smoother.

Only Senior Han Ping, a cultivator who has been able to reach the third level of immortal martial arts for five hundred years in the Tang Dynasty.

Only when Chen Yanjun reaches the third level of nourishing Qi can he be able to eat, drink, and add some brainlessness...

However, even so, his talent after adding points is enough to shake the past and present, and there is nothing to blame for the golden finger.

The third realm is hard to come by.

...

Early the next morning.

Chen Yanjun slowly opened his eyes and stretched his waist long.

He suddenly realized that there was no pain in his injured lower abdomen, but instead accumulated warmth.

When I opened my lower abdomen, I saw that the wounds of yesterday were almost invisible, with only a faint circle of red marks.

It is worthy of being the world of fairy martial arts, and it is simply a medical miracle.

Although he had not been asleep all night, closing his eyes and recuperating was enough to nourish his energy. Chen Yanjun did not feel tired in the morning after drinking herbal medicines full of energy.

From this we can see that all night is the true cultivation of immortals.

Chen Yanjun stood up cross-legged and pushed the door out.

The spiritual energy that rushes into the heart and spleen, birds and birds mist, crystal dewdrops, like a fairyland.

The plan for the day lies in the morning.

Speaking of which, this was the first morning after traveling through time, and Chen Yanjun felt that he could not let him down.

Taking advantage of his abdominal injury, he decided to practice martial arts again.

Experience the legendary third paragraph of power and what it feels like.

He immediately went back to the house to wash, eat some snacks, drink a cup of spiritual tea, put on a short gray martial arts robe, and put on the "Shen Ce Jun Physical Arts Tongdian" and pushed the door out again.

The old locust trees are paved like a cover, and the spring birds are chirping and slapping.

Chen Yanjun opened the book and was posing.

A young figure wearing a blue and white brocade dress and carrying a green wine gourd in his hand, swaying from the pavilion in front of the grass walk.

Suddenly he stopped, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the man under the locust tree.

After reading for a while, he confirmed Chen Yanjun's identity half-believingly.

"Brother Chen, I didn't have an outing today. Please go to Huayan Pavilion to drink."

The young man is not someone else, but Mrs. Cui’s son, Du Qingchuan.

He is only one month younger than Chen Yanjun.

He looks pretty handsome, not very tall, and his face has been flushed, so that Chen Yanjun has not seen his complexion yet.

It is said that he practiced very hard in childhood, but unfortunately because of his talent, he never made it to the top. After adulthood, he lingered in the smoke and alleys and lay completely flat. Even Du Weicaoxing, who should have inherited by him, left nonchalant.

Since Chen Yanjun entered Cui's house, he suddenly felt that he was not that useless. Moreover, Chen Yanjun also acted as a wingman for him and provided cover for him, and often went to Caoxing to help. He naturally had a good relationship with Chen Yanjun.

Chen Yanjun saw that the mountain was not a mountain, and felt that this kid seemed like a monster and was basically beyond salvation.

"I'm going to practice martial arts again, Qingchuan, you should practice seriously."

Chen Yanjun said seriously, with the tone of an elder.

Du Qingchuan felt that Chen Yanjun was weird. After confirming that he had not drunk too much, he said:

"Brother Chen is possessed by evil spirits, right?"

"Let me ask you... how many butterfly seals are there on the butterfly girl's butt?"

Chen Yanjun shook his head.

"I drank too much again, have you forgotten? You have never taken the butterfly girl."

Du Qingchuan was sure only then.
To be continued...