She secretly said that it was not good, she and the "Nine Princes" did not have a round room at all last night, and Xipa was still white now.

If she had known, she would have dripped two drops of blood on it first.

Just when Ming Fei was careless, Xi Niang had already removed the Xipa from the bed and put it on the tray.

Xi Niang took the tray and said with a smile: "Princess, the slave will go back to the palace to resume her life." ”

“…… Go ahead!" Ming Fei raised his hand and waved, and the princess was full of momentum.

Xi Niang was frightened.

It is rumored that this ninth princess is not a girl who grew up in a ravine? Why is her style, manners, and temperament so elegant and noble, as if it is engraved in her bones.

It's just a little bad, this princess is really black, there are pockmarks on her face, ruining her good-looking face, it's really ugly.

But it's okay, if this princess is favored, maybe the Ninth Prince will give her a rejuvenation pill.

The bride blessed her body again before leaving.

It's okay to be respectful to someone with status, and you won't lack anything anyway.

Although it is said that the nine princesses will not live long, and now they look ugly, but Xi Niang always feels that the nine princesses of this term are blessed, which is different from the previous eight princesses.

Xi Niang left, and Ming Fei was completely relieved.

Fortunately, her cheap husband was thoughtful, and he would actually get a little blood on Xipa in advance, otherwise, she was afraid that the bride would not be able to explain.

……

After breakfast, Ming Fei saw that there was nothing wrong, so he locked himself in the room to narrow his presence.

She had already learned from the maid's mouth that this world was a world where the strong were respected, and she, a weak person who did not even have a trace of spiritual power, was destined to be eliminated.

She doesn't know much about the world, and it's not easy to understand it rashly.

The most critical and urgent thing is to improve your strength first.

Only when the strength comes up, can she have the ability to do more, otherwise, everything will be nothing to talk about.

Ming Fei didn't have a master to teach her how to cultivate, but she seemed to have a ready-made treasure book in her mind, as if she could cultivate spiritual power as long as she did what was introduced in the book in her mind.

She withdrew from all her subordinates, and let her little maid sit in the outer room, and if anyone came, she would block her outside, and not disturb her.

She sat cross-legged on the kang near the window and began to practice the book exercises in her mind.

The first form of inducing qi into the body is the simplest, Ming Fei ran for a week in half an hour, and when the air flow flowing through his own meridians was compressed to the dantian, a thin layer of mist floated on the dantian.

She opened her eyes, a smile flashing between her eyebrows.

She breathed into her body.

She can practice the spiritual power of this world, she is not a waste.

After the surprise, Ming Fei restrained his happy mood and cultivated again.

Run the first induction pose over and over again.

The aura in the air flowed down her pores into her body.

She has gone from running a week for half an hour to now only need a cup of tea to complete, and Ming Fei is becoming more and more proficient.

And the mist on the dantian, from the original sparse and sporadic almost non-existent condensation, to the thick mist after cultivating for a whole day, she felt very happy.

She doesn't know how the genius of this world is divided, but she has a very good mentality, she doesn't compare with others, only with herself, and her evening self is compared to her morning self, which can be described as a heaven and an underground.

Although the spiritual power in her body now seemed to others to be less than her ability, she was very satisfied because she had been promoted from an ordinary person to a cultivator.

That's progress.

As long as people make progress, even if it is slow, even if it is insignificant progress, it is something to be happy about.

All day long, Ming Fei's cultivation was a little uncontrollable, because she was afraid that others would find her trouble.

Fortunately, until she went to bed at night, she didn't see anyone bothering her, as if she had been forgotten.

She likes to see this situation and can't ask for it.