Just now, the first-order threshold of condensation that he hadn't passed for two years was finally loosened, and the breakthrough was only on the first line, and the opportunity could not be lost again, so he immediately began to vomit on the spot. never thought that these two people were talking nonsense, and they almost vented him.

Cultivators were called Qi Refiners in ancient times, and what they cultivated was that breath of vitality, and it was nothing if they were leaked at ordinary times, but if they were leaked when they rushed to the level, things would be big, and what the specific consequences would be, as you can imagine, it would definitely be the worst result.

As a disciple of the famous Shushan family, if you can still make a mistake by rushing to the first level of condensation, it is not only a tragedy, but also a joke. It must be known that Shushan has been established for thousands of years, and there were thousands of disciples in its heyday, but even if it is a registered disciple, there has never been such a shameful thing......

Fortunately, these two people have stopped talking nonsense at this point, Cheng Xiaotian hurriedly collected his mind and began to storm the pass.

Don't look at the first order of condensation that is just low, this is the first pass of cultivation, the dividing line between monks and mortals, and ninety percent of people will not be able to complete this step in their lifetime. However, for Cheng Xiaotian, who was born in a family of cultivators and is the darling of Shushan, this step is not difficult at all.

Whether it is his own or external conditions, he is definitely the top, and the reason why he has not been able to do it for two years before is just because he is lazy. How lazy is it? Let's put it this way, the longest time he meditated was no more than 20 minutes......

And this time, he had sat for half an hour so far, and the first quarter had just passed.

The so-called condensation of qi is actually the condensation of spiritual qi into the body and refining the physical body, if he cultivates ordinary exercises, he can now be regarded as a first-order consummated second-order. can be used as Chu Qiao in the cultivation realm, the Shushan exercises are different, Cheng Xiaotian needs to use the five elements aura to refine his body one by one this time.

With the consummation of the fire spirit, the water spirit immediately began to converge towards Cheng Xiaotian from the air, and the temperature that was still blazing just now dropped suddenly.

"Ice and Fire Double Cultivation!" Yu Yu was taken aback.

She had also heard some rumors about the son of the weaver Haber, and she couldn't imagine that he was not only not as useless as the rumors, but also a "magical" genius who cultivated both ice and fire, which was too unexpected.

Even more astonished than she was old Dawson, who now had his mouth wide open, and his eyes were rounder than brass bells.

What the hell is going on? Even if his young master is a pearl and dust, he has never been seen to do any magic cultivation, where did he get all this magic power? It's not outrageous!

However, the surprise has only just begun.

Another 20 minutes passed, the cold gradually disappeared, and the trees in the forest began to tremble rhythmically. A trace of green breath full of vitality is visibly converging towards Cheng Xiaotian with the naked eye.

Yuyou's jaw dropped suddenly, it really fell!

"It's a force of nature!" Youyou caught her chin and went back, only to stumble and exclaim.

The dual cultivation of ice and fire is nothing, but the dual cultivation of mages and druids, this is a bit unusual......

At this time, Cheng Xiaotian was completely immersed in the tempering of his physical body, unaware of everything that was happening around him, and his speed of practice was getting faster and faster. It only took 10 minutes for the wood-based aura to complete, and then a low groan came from the earth, and a thick earthy yellow aura spread out, enveloping him.

"What kind ......of magic is this, Lady Ghost," asked Old Dawson, shuddering.

At this time, he began to play a movie in his mind again, and the picture was rewound and frozen at the moment when Cheng Xiaotian was born.

"Xiaotian, my son, in the future, you will become a peerless powerhouse!" It was a handsome, emaciated man who held his newborn baby aloft and blessed it loudly.

On the bed beside him, there was a beautiful night elf woman, although her face was tired, she still smiled at the father and son, and in her dark eyes, love could not be dissolved.

"Sir, ma'am, you are right......" Old Dawson muttered to himself, his nose sour, tears blurring his eyes.

For so many years, he and Isara, guarding the young master, I don't know how much suffering they have suffered, how tired they have suffered, and after several fights, they have added a few wounds. These are nothing, what really makes them desperate is that there is no hope at all.

But today, the dawn is dawning, so dazzling!

"Young master, I, Dawson, swear, I must help you achieve a career, and I will ...... to break your bones."

Old Dawson was swearing in his heart, when a strange sound suddenly came from Cheng Xiaotian's body, waking him up.

How do you describe the sound of that? It's like two sharp blades colliding together.

Choke!

The concussive sound echoed endlessly, and a cold silver light flashed on Cheng Xiaotian's surface, and his eyes, which had been closed for a long time, finally opened slowly!

At this moment, old Dawson trembled, he was excited. You sat on the ground, her eyes blank, and she didn't know what she was muttering.

"Dawson." Cheng Xiaotian shouted a little tiredly.

"Whoa! Master, I'm here. Old Dawson hurriedly responded.

Cheng Xiaotian looked around, inhaled hard, and let out a long breath of turbidity. He was very tired and tired at this time, he had never had it in his life, but his body that had been tempered by the five elements aura was indescribably comfortable.

Looking at the very excited old Dawson, Cheng Xiaotian gradually smiled on his face, and slowly spit out three words.

"I'm hungry......"

"Huh?" Old Dawson thought he had misheard.

"Well, I want to eat brown bread." Cheng Xiaotian simply elaborated with a shy face.

Since he woke up on the first day and ate half a piece of black bread, he gnawed on sweet potatoes for a whole month, but he was hungry! What does the brown bread taste like...... Gee......

There was a shortage of food in the village, and food was rationed according to demand, and "high-end" goods such as black bread were generally only supplied to the wounded and sick, and even he, the lord, had no special # provisions.

However, Cheng Xiaotian thought to himself, with my weak posture of speaking now, I am not considered an injured person, and it should be no problem to be considered a patient......

"No problem!" Old Dawson didn't make a distinction at all, shouted, turned around and ran towards the village.

Of course he is not stupid, he knows that Cheng Xiaotian is hypocritical and greedy, but what does it matter? He is even already thinking about it, and after regaining the territory, he will feed the young master into a big white fat man with big fish and meat every day.

Youyu was still sitting on the ground, but she had already made up her mind, and her eyes showed different decisiveness. As for what she decides, only she knows.

"My lord, won't you go back and be with your people?" Youyou stood up and walked next to Cheng Xiaotian and asked.

At this time, she clasped her hands in front of her, her expression was calm and calm, and she regained the elegance that belonged to the undead.

It's just that no one appreciates this unique elegance, and the only audience member, Cheng Xiaotian, was outside the object at this time, scratching his chin and smiling evilly.

"Lord Viscount Cheng Xiaotian!" The gloom accentuated his tone.

"Don't shout, I heard you."

Cheng Xiaotian glanced at Youyou, and then beckoned to her mysteriously, motioning for her to come over: "My plan is like this, #@?!" %……”

Yu Yu listened and listened, his face was first surprised, then surprised, then amused, and finally frozen......

"Woo woo woo woo ......" Yu Yu retracted his head, lowered his head and "woo" again.

Cheng Xiaotian didn't know why: "Youyou, are you crying or laughing......"

"My lord, I can't laugh or cry." Yu Yu looked up and regained his composure.

Cheng Xiaotian was speechless again, simply ignored her, closed his eyes and breathed by himself.

About an hour later.

"Young Master, the food is here!" Old Dawson's shout came from afar, he was still outside the woods when it first came, and when he finished shouting, he was already panting and standing in front of Cheng Xiaotian.

This shows how fast he is!

Burst.

Old Dawson opened his mouth and spit out, and the black bread in his mouth squirted out, and was grabbed by Cheng Xiaotian. The reason why he doesn't use his hands is because his hands are not idle now.

It's a big pot of soup, to be precise, a fragrant little chicken soup with a few shriveled mushrooms floating on the noodles in addition to a few chicken feathers.

"Young master, your cultivation is too hard, I made a pot of chicken soup for you to replenish your body." Old Dawson said diligently and brought the chicken soup to Cheng Xiaotian.

Cheng Xiaotian swallowed his saliva and asked, "Where did this chicken come from?" It's like this in the village, if you don't explain the origin, I can't eat it. ”

Old Dawson snorted for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and told the truth: "This chicken was borrowed by me when I passed by Barton's house......"

As soon as he heard this, Cheng Xiaotian's face changed, he grabbed the soup basin and hit it on the ground, sat on the ground, scooped up the half-baked chicken and chewed it.

I saw him take a big bite, pointed in the direction of Mochizuki Village with the remnant chicken, and said hatefully, "Yesterday, I counted the old boy the hardest!" Even if I eat a whole chicken from his family, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart! ”