Li Xuehuang's cold fingertips slid all over Xia Chongming's body, and under the moonlight, the mist of the hot spring shrouded the two of them, Xia Chongming bit his lip and let out a muffled snort from time to time.

She was covered in sweat all over her body, and she was about to cry in pain.

Behind him, Li Xuehuang's hoarse voice came: "Bear with it a little longer, it will be better soon......"

His hands converged along Xia Chongming's shoulders to the top of her head, and the golden light on his fingertips glittered above Xia Chongming's head.

Xia Chongming only felt that the pain all over her body disappeared without a trace in an instant, and a gentle breath flowed around her body, she quickly closed her eyes and felt this mysterious power with her heart.

A faint golden light emanated from her body, and at the same time, the light from Li Xuehuang's fingertips was also relatively slowly weakened, as if all of them had been instilled into Xia Chongming's body.

This golden light flowed back and forth along Xia Chongming's reorganized meridians, making her feel as if she was reborn, and her whole body was full of strength.

She suddenly had a flash of inspiration, absorbing the rich aura in the hot spring, and the golden light on her body became brighter and brighter, illuminating the hazy scenery around her.

The golden color of Li Xuehuang's fingertips completely disappeared, leaving blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and his already extremely pale face was now even worse. He took his hand away from Xia Chongming's body, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a dull voice, "Okay, you hurry up and hurry up and cultivate and consolidate the meridians." ”

With that, he got up and walked out of the hot spring.

Li Xuehuang's heart was burning at the moment, he couldn't stay for a moment, he was afraid that if he stayed in that hot spring again, he couldn't help but impulsively hug Xia Chongming in front of him.

He imagined the white skin of his fingertips, her graceful figure lingering in his mind.

Li Xuehuang walked out of the peach blossom forest quickly and ripped off the black cloth on his face. He walked towards Liu Xiaoqian's courtyard, thinking that he should hurry up and take a cold shower!

Now that he has exhausted the divine power that he has managed to temporarily store, he has recast the meridians for Xia Chongming, if Xia Chongming uses this divine power to step up his cultivation, her cultivation will definitely be able to reach a higher level tonight.

What is cultivation?

He didn't have this concept since he was a child, because he was always locked in a small secret room, isolated from the outside world. Later, Li Yihang, who came in by mistake, learned from his daily conversations that people could practice spells.

He looked at the wonderful spells cast by Li Yihang, and his heart was very itchy, grinding Li Yihang to teach him. But that Li Yihang was just a child, and what he could teach Li Xuehuang was only a few.

Later, he learned of his life experience, was released by Li Yihang, ran all the way, and relied on his luck to come to this Penglai Immortal Island. It was here that he finally learned about the orthodox Taoism.

It turns out that mortal cultivation is now divided into nine levels, and these nine levels represent the spiritual power that the human body can bear, and these nine levels are also divided into three stages.

Cultivators store the spiritual energy in the air in the sea of consciousness and convert it into their own spiritual power, the higher the level, the greater the amount that can be stored.

Generally, people who have just started cultivating can only inhale the spiritual energy in the air into their bodies, and there is no way to enter the sea of knowledge, which is the first level of the first stage, and it is also the level that Xia Chongming was at before.

By the time they reached the second level, their ability to absorb spiritual energy was greatly enhanced, and cultivators were gradually able to build their own sea of consciousness. It's just that the spiritual power they can use is still very small, and they can't cast spells independently at all, and they generally need to use some foreign objects to cast spells, such as yellow runes.

However, the failure rate of the second level is very high, and the foundation of the cultivator is still unstable, except for some effortless spells, there is no way to use high-level spells at all.

And level 3 is also the limit of the first stage, and when cultivating to level 3, cultivators are already familiar with the road, and they can use the yellow fu to send out some killing moves.

If you want to pass the first stage and ascend to the second stage, it is even more difficult than ascending to the heavens, and it is the most difficult place for cultivators to cultivate. Because at this time, there is not much left in the mortal body that can store spiritual power, if you want to upgrade, you must find ways to strengthen your body and cultivate your internal strength, otherwise even if you successfully upgrade, your body will not be able to adapt to the sudden changes, and you will eventually be supported by spiritual power and die.

In the second stage, with each level of ascension, the spiritual power that can be stored in the sea of consciousness will increase, and the cultivator will gradually no longer rely on the yellow fu, and can use his own mind to cast spells, but if he wants to make the released spells more powerful, he can also use the yellow fu.

When they reach the third stage, cultivators have cultivated to the seventh level, their own lifespan has been greatly extended, and they can even live for hundreds of years, they are in the realm of people and immortals, they are in the realm of heaven and earth, they are proficient in everything, and they no longer need medium to cast spells, they can do whatever they want.

If you have cultivated to the ninth level, it can be said that you have reached the pinnacle and are at the commanding heights of your cultivation. This is the dome will rain down the thunder, if you can survive the catastrophe of this thunder, you can become an immortal in one fell swoop, with a life span of a thousand years!

Now that Emperor Li Xuehuang has cultivated to the seventh level with the help of Liu Xiaoqian, coupled with his own extremely high comprehension and the blessing of divine power, he is the best among people.

No, he wasn't a man, he was a god!

While suppressing the fire in his heart, Li Xuehuang walked back to the courtyard, the cool evening breeze blew across his cheeks, he looked at the bright moon in the sky, and thought to himself.

He still didn't feel at ease Xia Chongming, although she was also the reincarnation of a god, but unlike him, she had never been in contact with such a thing as cultivation, although that divine power was a good thing, but now that she was mortal, could she control this power well? Successfully build her own sea of knowledge?

He was faintly uneasy in his heart, always relieved, thinking about it, turning back and walking back. At least he would be next to her and maybe it would be better.

"Liuyu!"

Just as he was about to turn back, a crisp and bright young voice stopped him, and he paused in his steps and looked back with a frown.

I saw Yan Mo standing at the gate of the courtyard dressed in black, he had a cold face, and the tips of his fingers were stained with blood. He stood at the door and looked at Li Xuehuang deadly, as if he was looking for something in him.

His face was full of ferocity, obviously he had just experienced a fight, and his sword eyebrows and starry eyes matched with the starlight in the sky, he looked old and steady.

Emperor Li Xuehuang was called back to his senses by this life, and it turned out that he had walked back to the courtyard unconsciously. Hearing Yan Mo call him by this name, his throat moved, and he whispered, "Don't call me Liuyu, I'm Emperor Li Xuehuang." ”

He looked at the blood on Yan Mo's hand, there was a trace of fire in the blood, and there was a little blood splashed on Yan Mo's white face, he walked up to Yan Mo and asked, "What happened to Feng Qingyan?" ”