"Where's my room?" Lan Wujiang's gaze fell on the maid closest to her.

The maid sighed in her heart, looked at Lan Wujiang's innocent eyes, quickly got up, and casually pulled up the maid next to her, and instructed her to do things, "Miss, please come with the slave maid, you and bring three people to prepare the items for the bath for the miss, the first time the lady came to Qinghuanlou, please burn incense and freshen up." ”

Lan Wujiang stood at the door and looked at the curtain pearl with a slight raised eyebrows, and followed the maid into the inner room.

The half of the hearts of the maids were put back into their hearts, after all, Lan Wujiang and Lan Wenjiu saw it clearly when they started just now, Lan Wenjiu was a first-order fire spirit root out of the body, and she was also a top-notch good seedling in Lan Mansion, but she was defeated by a girl who didn't even use spiritual power......

The warm smoke curled, the incense burner withered, Lan Wujiang stepped on the clogs and was surrounded by the maids behind the screen, and at a casual glance, he saw that the flowers were vibrant, and the four corners of the house were placed with gold brackets with four spiritual beads.

Lan Wujiang soaked in the water, his tense muscles relaxed, the bathroom was foggy, and the mare's milk and flower petals were stirred in the bath water, revealing a hint of sweetness.

She closed her eyes, and the newly built dantian at her heart was infused with a trace of spiritual power by the spirit bead, and the abandoned dantian in her abdomen trembled uneasily. The maid didn't know what to do, but Lan Wujiang pressed her head.

"Get out." Lan Wujiang suddenly felt the abnormality of the dantian, she opened her eyes, her cold face was ruthless, her voice was hoarse, and the evil aura swept out, and the petals in the hands of the maid next to her were scattered.

"The slave and maid are gone." The maids bent down and cautiously retreated outside the room.

A layer of fine sweat appeared on Lan Wujiang's forehead, her muscles and bones were red, and only heavy breathing was left in the room.

"One mind can't be used for two purposes, concentrate on it, don't let the spiritual power diverge." Feng Zhao slowly guided Lan Wujiang within Lan Wujiang's divine sense.

Lan Wujiang's arm that was exposed to the warm water trembled slightly, she gritted her teeth, and four streams of aura centered on her from four directions.

Avoid the original dantian and flow into the heart.

The first, second, and third levels of Qi training are ...... Eighth order.

The aura shield on her body continued to shatter and rebuild again.

There is only one step away from building the foundation.

Suddenly, Lan Wujiang's fingers tightened, blocking the last bit of aura.

She can't break through here, her aura is not abundant enough, and if she forcibly breaks through, she will only be counterattacked.

Lan Wujiang's chest was hot, she leaned tightly against the bathtub, weakly wiped the sweat from her forehead, and her whole person looked new, as if she had been washed away.

The dantian that Feng Zhao created for her was excellent, and her cultivation speed was ten times that of ordinary people, and with the supply of spiritual qi beads, Lan Wujiang completed the cultivation of others for several years in half a day.

The most basic qi training into the body is just the first step on the road of cultivating immortals, building the foundation, Jindan, Yuanying, out of the body, distraction, and merging...... Each floor has eight steps, and the further back it goes, the more difficult it becomes, and each step is separated by a difference of thousands of miles.

Lan Wujiang curled a section of black hair, tilted his head, and saw that the sun was already setting outside the glass window, and colorful clouds were flooding.

The maids outside knelt neatly, and they didn't dare to disturb without Lan Wujiang's instructions.

"Come in." Lan Wujiang raised his neck and moved his muscles, and the four spiritual energy beads in the room had turned to ashes.

A silent advance came to an end.

"Miss, grandpa has a message over there, let Miss go over for dinner, can you allow the slave to change the clothes for Miss?" The maid for the head saluted Lan Wujiang uprightly.

"Okay." Lan Wujiang put his arm on the palm of the maid's hand, stood up from the bathtub, stepped on the soft brocade, and the water beads slid over her slender curves and scattered all over the ground.