Withdrew his gaze from the distant starry sky and the endless time and space, returned to Zeng Xiaomei's body, with a look of pity, looked at the sleeping Zeng Xiaomei in a daze for a while, Xiao Yicai raised his head and gently put down Zeng Xiaomei.

After covering Zeng Xiaomei with the quilt, and gently pressing a few acupuncture points on Zeng Xiaomei's body, so that her sleep quality could be better, Xiao Yi raised his head, gently relaxed his muscles and bones, and then walked to the balcony at the front of the room and sat down cross-legged.

This is Zeng Xiaomei's own apartment.

Originally, Xiao Yi wanted to leave here after sending Zeng Xiaomei back, but Zeng Xiaomei kept pulling him to talk and didn't let him leave, so he stayed.

The apartment is located not far from the Public Security Bureau, it is not a good apartment, but the location is quite good, just on the edge of the Chijiang River, down the river, you can walk to the blue waterfront, and Zeng Xiaomei selected this apartment is directly looking at the river view.

Sitting cross-legged on the balcony, Xiao Yi suddenly felt a clammy and cold breath coming to his face, if it was an ordinary person, feeling this clammy and cold breath, he would definitely feel a kind of coldness, but for Xiao Yi, this slight clammy and cold made him feel a kind of refreshment.

Glancing at the once familiar river scenery in front of him, and taking a deep breath, Xiao Yi slowly closed his eyes, put aside all distracting thoughts, and began to use the mantra of the Yijin Sutra from the old monk of Tianyi, and cultivated.

Hey?

As soon as he ran the formula, Xiao Yi immediately felt a trace of something wrong.

Why does the breath in the body seem to have become so pure?

Recently, I have been practicing the Yijin Sutra. Xiao Yi couldn't be clearer about his breath. The aura in front of him has increased by at least more than one percent.

What's going on?

Xiao Yi was stunned.

own body. How could it be that all of a sudden, so much aura was added?

Obviously, when he was cultivating the day before yesterday, he hadn't increased yet, when did he increase it?

Just yesterday, he stopped for a day and didn't cultivate, so how could he increase his strength?

The increase in power must not have increased because he did not cultivate, if there is such a good thing. It's a long time since everyone stopped cultivating desperately, they didn't have to cultivate, and they just waited for their skills to increase.

So, what's going on?

Xiao Yi stopped his words and began to seriously recall what had happened these days.

But when he thought about it seriously, he was even more confused, and he was sure that nothing special had happened these days.

That's right!

Drunken!

Suddenly, Xiao Yi's mind. A bright light flashed through it, and I suddenly remembered something.

Yes, it must have been something that happened when he was drunk that day that he didn't know about. That's why his strength will increase.

Seriously recalling the situation at that time, I finally put the point of the matter on the matter of drunkenness.

It's just that...... What happened then? How could there be a sudden increase in power? At the time, those people said. His body is very eccentric, their hands. When it touched his body, it was ejected.

Could it be that the power was running automatically?

But if it is a function that works automatically. If they touch him, the reaction should be more than that small.

After thinking about it for a long time, he was still puzzled and didn't understand what was going on, so Xiao Yi simply decided not to think about it first.

Forget it, whatever.

Anyway, the increase in skill is a great good thing.

If that's the case, it's not far from breaking through the high-level.

Xiao Yi threw out the distracting thoughts in his heart again, and with a hint of excitement and surprise, he began to re-run the mantra of the Yijin Sutra.

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It wasn't until the next morning that Xiao Yi opened his eyes from his meditation.

The moment he opened his eyes, Xiao Yi's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of surprise and excitement.

Breaking through the Yijin Sutra, a Buddhist exercise, to a high level is his greatest wish at present.

But cultivation is a very gradual process, and there is no hurry, even if it is a genius among geniuses like Xiao Yi, it is impossible to make a sudden leap, and it is necessary to keep cultivating through guò, and it is only through slow accumulation that it can be achieved.

In his expectation, with his cultivation speed, under the condition of unremittingly ensuring diligent and assiduous cultivation every day, it would take at least half a year to reach the high level.

But he never thought that yesterday, all of a sudden, a big pie fell from the sky, and his skill was unconsciously and unknowingly, I don't know what's going on, and it was one percent more.

This increased skill at least allowed his cultivation to break through to a high-level progress, speeding up the time by more than two months!

This was already enough to surprise Xiao Yi, but during yesterday's cultivation, he found something that surprised him even more.

That was the speed of his cultivation, which was even faster than usual!

If he continued at this cultivation speed, the time for him to break through to the high level would be shortened by at least another two months!

That is to say, he is likely to break through the Yi Jin Jing to a high-level Cheng dù in more than two months, at most three months!

How can this not surprise and excite him?

After a while, Xiao Yi calmed down the surprise and excitement in his heart and stood up.

Back in the room, took a look at the room, Zeng Xiaomei, who was still sleeping, gently helped her move the quilt up a little, Xiao Yi glanced at the room, found the direction of the kitchen, and began to get busy.

With his movements, a strong fragrance soon wafted in the kitchen.

Looking at the fragrant porridge in front of him, which looked incomparably delicious, Xiao Yi picked up an empty bowl, filled a little, and tried it.

Sure enough, I haven't done it for too long, and the craft has degraded to a mess.

Just tried it, Xiao Yi's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, although this pot of porridge, although it is not unpalatable, it can be eaten, but it is still too far from what he expected, and compared with his peak craftsmanship, it is even worse.

However, it's too late to do it again now.

Forget it, let's do it this time.

When I have time to go back, I still have to practice.

Otherwise, when the old man comes back in the future, he will definitely have to be disgusted again, and he will have to clean him up again.

Xiao Yi shook his head, a helpless wry smile appeared on his face, for people who strive for perfection and are demanding of themselves, he is very dissatisfied with this pot of porridge, if time permits, he will definitely redo it. (To be continued......)