In a state of sleep, Li Daochong entered the tenth layer of qi refining in the cultivation of the sea of knowledge, and the spiritual energy in his body was constantly purified and gathered, so that the nine veins were slowly connected together, and unconsciously, the spiritual root had a rudimentary form.

Starting from the eighth layer of Qi refining, each additional layer of cultivation will be a qualitative leap.

The eleventh layer of qi refining is the top layer of the qi refining period, and once it breaks through, it is the qi gathering period, but the real most critical layer is the tenth layer of qi refining, and this layer will be the layer of nine veins fusion.

If you want to break through this layer, you can't complete the breakthrough by simply increasing the aura, and you must connect the nine veins together to form the prototype of the spiritual root before you can enter the next layer.

Li Daochong built the prototype well in the cultivation of Zhihai, as long as the amount of spiritual energy was sufficient, it would be natural to enter the eleventh layer of qi refining.

When the last spiritual vein was completely connected with the other eight spiritual veins, Li Daochong let out a long roar in the sea of knowledge.

The mind power has reached a higher level, and the sea is clear.

The tenth layer of Qi refining was completely consolidated.

At this moment, Li Daochong finally fully recovered, his body was indescribably comfortable, and his whole person's spirit and spirit became different.

Li Daochong slowly opened his eyes, the sky was already bright, the silver bottle was not by his side, he stretched his waist and jumped off the bed, his body did not show a trace of numbness, and he was more flexible than before.

The world in Li Daochong's eyes has changed slightly, and he can't tell what is different, in short, it has become different.

Buzzing.

A blood mosquito flew by.

Li Daochong looked at it casually, but every move of the half-centimeter-sized blood mosquito was clearly seen, and the wings that vibrated hundreds of times in a second were still clearly visible in Li Daochong's eyes.

Li Daochong stretched out his index finger and flicked it lightly, and the poor blood mosquito instantly turned into ashes and disappeared.

Cuckoo!

Li Daochong's stomach sounded like a drum.

Bang dang.

The silver bottle pushed open the door and saw the basin in the hand of Li Daochong, who was standing next to the bed, falling to the ground, the hot water stains soaked the ground, and the legs and feet of the silver bottle were also sprinkled with water.

But this girl didn't seem to be aware at the moment, just her lips trembled and she looked at Li Daochong stupidly.

After a few seconds of silence, the silver bottle burst into tears, desperately pounced on Li Daochong, hugged him, and didn't care about the dignity of the master and servant.

"Young master, you're awake, you're finally awake, the silver bottle thinks you'll never wake up again."

Li Daochong touched the little head of the silver bottle, opened his arms and hugged this girl into his arms, and her thin and delicate body could be hugged with one arm, which was thinner than before.

Li Daochong was distressed, and said softly, "Okay, don't cry, how can the young master not wake up, even if the king of Hades comes to pull the young master, the young master will definitely not go with him, do you know why?" ”

Yinhua raised his head and looked at Li Daochong stupidly, and asked very cooperatively, "Why?" ”

Li Daochong couldn't help but scratch his nose on the silver bottle, and said, "Because then the young master won't be able to eat the food cooked in the silver bottle, how can he stop if he doesn't eat him for hundreds of years?" ”

The delicate little face of the silver bottle suddenly turned red, and the crystal skin was about to drip water, he stretched out his little hand to wipe a handful of tears, and said seriously, "As long as the silver bottle can still be moved, the young master can eat it for as many years as he wants." ”

"Hahaha, that's even better." Li Daochong pinched the silver bottle's little face and laughed on his back.

"Master, are you hungry?" The silver bottle was buried in Li Daochong's chest, a little embarrassed, and asked in a low voice.

"Hungry, hungry, very hungry, starving to death." Li Daochong said hungrily.

"Ah, then I'll cook for the young master now." The silver bottle was startled, pushed Li Daochong away and ran out.

After a while, the sound of stir-frying came from the kitchen outside.

Li Daochong felt an indescribable warm current surging in his heart, standing at the door of the room, seeing the back of the busy silver bottle on the opposite side of the courtyard, with an extremely happy smile on his face.

"Girl, you've worked hard for this time, and when the competition is over, the young master will take you around the Blue Bay Star." Li Daochong muttered apologetically.

What is the purpose of cultivation, at this time, Li Daochong seems to have a new understanding.

In less than half an hour, the silver bottle made a table of dishes, and the portion was naturally very sufficient, now that he has money, no matter how big the amount of food is, the young master can manage it.

Of course, the taste is not to be said.

No matter how the hotel restaurants outside are doing, in Li Daochong's eyes, the best thing to eat is the craftsmanship of the silver bottle.

Li Daochong was really hungry, and the wind and clouds generally wiped out the dishes on the table, and his mouth kept praising the silver bottle.

"Girl, you can eat too." Li Daochong gave the silver bottle with vegetables.

"Young master, eat, I'm not hungry." The silver bottle replied with a smile, and when she saw that the young master was eating happily, she was very satisfied.

"Then how can it be done, eat together, hurry up, be obedient, otherwise the young master will be unhappy." Li Daochong pretended to be angry.

As long as Li Daochong is not happy, the silver bottle will immediately panic, and he will immediately obey his words and try to be unhappy.

No, the silver bottle immediately picked up the dishes and chopsticks and ate it in a big gulp, regardless of the image, and the eating appearance had to fight with Li Daochong.

"Girl, do you want to cultivate?" Li Daochong suddenly asked on a whim.

"Cultivation?" The silver bottle looked ignorant, and looked at Li Daochong inexplicably, "Young Master, how can Kanu cultivate?" ”

"Why not?" Li Daochong asked rhetorically.

"The physique of the Kata Star is very weak in the human race, and it is not suitable for cultivation, in addition, the master of Kanu does not want Kanu to be too powerful, which will threaten the status of the master." Silver Bottle explained.

"Who said that you are weak, it is just that the slave owner is brainwashing you, and the young master sees that you are quite suitable for cultivation." Li Daochong retorted.

"Young master, it's good that you cultivate well, the silver bottle doesn't need to cultivate, the task of the silver bottle is to serve your daily life and make your life comfortable." The silver bottle was bitter, but he sighed in his heart, the young master's brain was really active, and a strange idea would pop up for a while.

How could Kanu cultivate?

Seeing the blazing light in Li Daochong's eyes, the silver bottle suddenly felt tired, last time for the question of whether Kanu was property, the master and servant discussed it all night.

The young master won't have a short-circuit in his brain, right?

"Silver Bottle, think about it, if you don't cultivate, how long will your lifespan be?" Li Daochong put down the dishes and chopsticks and said seriously.

In fact, Li Daochong suddenly thought that letting the silver bottle cultivate was to ensure her safety, and it was impossible for him to stay by her side all the time.

The killer incident made Li Daochong feel uneasy, if the killer not only killed himself, but also killed the people around him, the silver bottle was obviously the easiest one to start.

Last time, I went to the Li family with Li Tianyang in the silver bottle, otherwise I don't know what will happen, now that I think about it, Li Daochong was afraid for a while.

Li Daochong knew that the girl in the silver bottle had been infused with the idea of enslavement since she was born, and it was difficult to reason with her, so he changed his angle to guide her.

"Young master, the average lifespan of Kanu is around 60, and those who are in better health can probably live to 80, which is the limit." The silver bottle replied seriously.

"Then if I can become a Jindan monk like my father, how long will I live?" Li Daochong continued to ask.

The silver bottle tilted his head and thought for a while, "The silver bottle is not very sure, but it should have a lifespan of about 200." ”

Li Daochong smiled, "Yes, if you die before me, who will serve me for the rest of the days?" ”

The little face of the silver bottle suddenly became sad, "Yes, who will serve the young master at that time?" ”

Li Daochong continued to induce, "Girl, look, if you cultivate, you can also enter the Jindan stage, then you can also live to be 200 years old, so you can continue to serve me?" ”

The silver bottle slapped his face, "Yes, young master, you are so smart." ”

Li Daochong smiled, "How can you young master if you are not smart, you will start cultivating from today, and I will get you two good mental methods and exercises for you when the time comes." ”

Silver Vase nodded stupidly, "Okay." ”

Make up your mind to cultivate to the Jindan stage and follow the footsteps of the young master to live to be two hundred years old, and the silver bottle is serious.

The master and servant reached an agreement, Li Dao rushed away a bottle of wine and a silver bottle to drink, and just after drinking, Li Qingyao returned from going out.

Seeing Li Daochong wake up, Li Qingyao cried with joy at first, but when the excitement eased.

Li Qingyao looked at Li Daochong with a strange expression.

"Silly girl, why are you looking at me like this? Do I have something on my face? Li Daochong touched his face and said.

"Brother, about your death, the school is crazy." Li Qingyao's words were astonishing.

"Huh? My death? Li Daochong was stunned.

"That's right."

"Who said that?"

"Many people are saying, Ouyang Qian came to ask me today, are you dead or not."