After solving the big boss at the bottom of the level, Shen Er and Uncle, Di Aya and others passed all the way, unstoppable, those levels couldn't stop their footsteps at all, they sang all the way and broke through to the adjacent seventy floors.

Then Shen Er's longevity was almost exhausted.

This has reached the triple level, and the consumption of Shou Yuan is even more than Shen Er thought, although he had saved a lot of Shou Yuan from those strange beasts in the Star Soul Great Forest before, but he still did not survive to the ninety-ninth layer of the triple peak as Shen Er had estimated.

When he withdrew from the world of consciousness, Shen Er glanced at the countdown, which was about eighty years away.

Since there are still eighty years, then it can't be wasted, then practice the knife, Shen Er thought so, eighty years of the knife, his knife skills will definitely be extraordinary, to the next level.

About a month later......

"emmmmm......" Shen Er pursed his lips, "I seem to be overestimating myself a little." ”

He sat cross-legged on the ground, his chin propped up in one hand, and looked like he was doing nothing.

Some people are like this, there is always an illusion of "I can", before doing something, many times they decide to do something based on the heat of the moment, and then the heat is hot for three minutes and then cools down, and finally fails.

When Shen Er was on Earth, he was also one of these people, and even now that he has become a cultivator, the situation does not seem to have improved.

He had grown tired of practicing knives about three years ago, so he sat until now, and even began to stare at the countdown in boredom, as if it would make the numbers faster.

Although it was boring, Shen Er wasn't worried that in the end, he would go crazy like the others who had challenged the hundred-year cultivation stone.

It will go crazy, mainly because the mental pressure is too much and too much negative emotions have accumulated.

And Shen Er, no.

It's all thanks to his Fu who doesn't know where it came from.

After these two years, although Shen Er still doesn't know what Nafu is about, he also knows more about it.

The basic effect of this endowment, Shen Er described in one sentence, is that he will not be affected by the negative mental effects that are harmful to him.

In addition to all kinds of illusions and spells against the spirit, all kinds of excessive negative emotions, such as excessive anger, excessive sadness, and even excessive joy due to ecstasy, are all out of his favor.

So even if he is indeed very bored now, he will definitely not be bored to the extent that it is harmful to him, and now this kind of boredom is the limit of Shen Er's boredom, even if it will be another eighty years.

At that time, he may have a very low evaluation of this memory in his heart, but he will not change his temperament because of this, let alone go crazy.

"Well, let's sleep. ”

A cultivator, when he can't cultivate, is not much different from ordinary people, and his first choice when he is bored is to sleep.

So Shen Er fell backwards, pillowed his hand, and fell asleep leisurely.

In his sleep, Shen Er dreamed of Linqiu and the black strip he raised at home.

Black wagged his tail and rubbed his legs, making people feel itchy.

Tickle ...... Tickle ...... It's a little painful again...... It hurts more and more......

"I'll go, it's painful, it's painful......"

Shen Er sat up suddenly, grinning at his legs, and saw a blood-red humanoid creature lying on his legs, gnawing on his legs.