After making up his mind, a big stone in Ling Piaohan's heart was finally put down.

During this whole night of cultivation, Ling Piaohan always had a smile on the corner of his mouth, after all, Ling Ping's injury could recover, which was a great thing for Ling Piaohan.

The reason why his family became what it is now is, in the final analysis, was due to the fact that the accident caused Ling Ping to become decadent.

From this day on, Ling Piaohan's usual cultivation schedule changed slightly, from coming home after dark every day to going home while his mother was cooking.

As soon as he arrived home, Ling Piaohan hurriedly went into the kitchen, using the excuse of giving his mother a hand.

On the occasion of the meal, Ling Ping's rice was sprinkled with a small rub of fine powder that could hardly be observed by the naked eye, and this powder naturally came from the Scattered Hidden Pill given by the little tiger.

I have to say that this Scattered Hidden Pill is worthy of being refined by spending three spirit stones, and the effect is really remarkable.

Ling Ping's face changed significantly after taking the medicine on the second day, and his breath seemed to be a little stronger.

When he arrived on the twelfth day, Ling Ping could clearly feel that the dark wounds in his body had an obvious tendency to recover, and the residual poison that had been entrenched in his body for many years actually began to magically dissipate.

Although Ling Ping couldn't explain why for this phenomenon, he was still very happy after all.

The problem that had plagued him for many years now had hope of being solved, and his usually unusually depressed face gradually regained the hardness unique to middle-aged people of this age.

A week later, after dinner that night, Ling Ping called Ling Piaohan and his wife, and announced a very solemn announcement.

The residual poison of the three-color mountain python in his body actually magically dissipated, although the dark injury has not fully recovered, but the root cause has been removed, and it is only a matter of time before it recovers.

Ling Piaohan's mother was happy at first when she heard the news, and then she couldn't help but sobbed for a moment, and crystal tears burst out of her eyes, wetting her face that had been weathered by the change.

This cry is not only because she bears most of the burden of this family alone after Ling Ping's decadence, but also because the most important man in her heart can finally get rid of the predicament and support the family as the pillar of the family again, at this moment, she has waited too long.

Ling Ping's face at this time had completely disappeared from the initial sense of decadence, replaced by a kind of calmness and fiery eyes unique to middle-aged people.

Seeing the tears of his wife who had been with him for many years and had never left him, Ling Ping actually shed a few tears for the first time.

He opened his arms and hugged his sobbing wife, who had silently stood up to maintain the family in his most difficult and decadent time.

Years of complicated pressure didn't crush her, didn't make him cry because of his collapse or grief, but today she cried out loud because of her breakthrough.

Ling Piaohan looked at everything in front of him, although he had long expected that his father's injuries would improve greatly in the next few days, but his parents' emotional release today really touched him deeply.

Ling Piaohan had a mature personality at a young age, but due to his father's changes, he had not felt such a strong catharsis of family affection for a long time.

For a while, he silently left tears, tears crossed the corners of his mouth that rose because of joy, Ling Piaohan walked over and hugged his parents affectionately.

This night was the most solid sleep Ling Piaohan had in the past few years, and he had a dream that he was gradually getting stronger and becoming the pillar of the family, supporting his elderly parents.

Early the next morning, Ling Piaohan washed up and walked out of the room, and as soon as he left the door, he saw a scene that he hadn't seen for many years.

The chaise longue that had been placed in the corner was gone, replaced by a futon used for meditation and practice.

And Ling Ping was sitting cross-legged on it and meditating, although the python venom in his body had been completely removed, but due to years of toxin invasion, his cultivation had permanently declined by a large part.

At this time, he was probably only at the level of a seventh-level warrior, but Ling Ping did not feel the slightest bit depressed because of the decline in cultivation.

This break gave him hope again, and it also allowed him to completely get rid of his previous state.

Ling Piaohan looked at the green light that surrounded Ling Ping, smiled knowingly, and then finished his breakfast and strode to the place where he had cultivated in the past.

There was still a day left before the Ling family's quenching awakening ceremony, and when Ling Piaohan got up this morning, he felt that the battle qi in his body was fluctuating extremely violently, and the cyclone near the dantian was expanding slightly.

If the expectation is good, it should be that the breakthrough deadline is approaching, in fact, as early as a week ago, Ling Piaohan's level had reached the peak level of a first-level warrior.

However, there has been no opportunity to break through the bottleneck, and today's Ling Piaohan feels that he has a chance to step through this bottleneck.

So he secretly set a goal for himself, he must reach the level of a second-level warrior before the quenching ceremony begins.

After sitting cross-legged for about an hour, Ling Piaohan, who was originally only regularly flashing golden light around him, suddenly shook his body, and then the battle qi burst out.

After the little tiger lying on the side felt the appearance of this breath, he suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Ling Piaohan at this time with interest, and then naturally said to himself, "Are you going to start?"

After about a few tens of seconds, the battle qi gradually returned to a relatively stable frequency.

Immediately, a golden mist of light rose around it and surrounded Ling Piaohan's body, at this time, Ling Piaohan's face was a little red, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans on his head came out one by one, dripping onto the corners of his clothes and pants.

The sound of heavy breathing came from Ling Piaohan's mouth, and at this time, he felt a pressure that he had never felt before.

This pressure comes from his body, and the source of the pressure is the high-speed rotating cyclone near the dantian.

At this time, its rotation speed is about twice as fast as usual, and its shape tends to expand gradually.

Forcibly enduring this somewhat overwhelming fluctuation of battle qi, about half an hour passed, Ling Piaohan's body, which had been in a stiff state, suddenly relaxed.

At the same time, a wave of battle qi that was much stronger than before erupted.

"Succeeded?" the little tiger thought silently in his heart as he looked at Ling Piaohan's face that was gradually returning to normal.

Ling Piaohan slowly opened his eyes, a wave of joy surged over his originally slightly flushed face, he wiped the beads of sweat on his head, and said excitedly to the little tiger.

"Success, hahaha, I'm a second-order warrior now"

The little tiger looked at his happy face and replied, "Congratulations, it's faster than I thought, not bad"

"Hey, hey, no, who am I," Ling Piaohan said with some smugness as he felt his cyclone become a little stronger.