The sound of the "XP +11 ......" coin sounded in Dowling's head.

Dowling was shocked, the reason why he was able to improve his cultivation so quickly was because the dishes he made according to his grandfather's notes were all 8-10 points of experience, but this time he actually broke through the limit of 1-10 points set at the earliest, 11 points!

"What's going on?" Dowling asked in his heart.

"The internal force used to cook has broken through the mortal fire, so the experience value of the judgment is 1 point more." The coin replied after a long time.

"Will I get more XP?" Dowling continued.

"Theoretically, the highest point judgment is 10 points, but the upper limit of experience gain has been increased through internal force cooking, and I can't estimate how much it will be, you refreshed my setting." The coin sound was full of shock.

Dao Wuji glanced at Dao Lin in a daze, his heart was excited, he was very satisfied that his son could inherit his grandfather's mantle, he walked over and patted the latter's shoulder heavily to show encouragement.

"Okay, what should be taught has been taught, and what should be said has been said, the old man will go first, let's see you in the imperial capital!" Wei Zhengyang finished eating the 'Chunjing Yiren' on the plate, wiped his beard and said.

"Your injuries?" Dowling asked eagerly.

"Because of this injury, I can't delay any longer, and I can return to the imperial capital as quickly as possible." Wei Zhengyang shook his head and said.

Dao Lin was a little reluctant in his heart, although the old man in front of him destroyed his hometown by fighting with the enemy, but he also taught himself the "Naqi Guyuan Fist Method" and his grandfather's cooking experience, and he would remember those who were kind to him.

"You don't have to rush to leave, prepare well, after all, the world outside is too vast, and you need time to see and understand it yourself." Wei Zhengyang touched Daolin's head and said.

Then, he looked at Dao Wuji again and stopped talking.

"Okay, the old man will go first." With that, Wei Zhengyang walked towards the kitchen and whistled at the door.

There was a neighing of horses, and the horses in golden armor galloped over, which was rescued by Dowling after the disaster.

Wei Zhengyang turned over and got on his horse, and the gold-armored war horse came to Dao Lin's side with his footsteps, and rubbed his head against Dao Lin's head.

"He likes you!" Wei Zhengyang touched the horse's neck and said to Daolin.

Dowling nodded, this horse is psychic, and he knows that Dowling saved him, so he is very grateful in his heart.

"Okay, the old man is gone, and when you arrive in the imperial capital, you will come to the Imperial War Mansion to find me!" Wei Zhengyang said, pulled the reins, and the golden-armored war horse neighed happily, and ran towards the outside of the manor with four hooves.

"Are you ready?" Dao Wuji asked, looking at the empty courtyard.

Dowling took a deep breath and nodded, the road was chosen by himself, and the Tao was also realized by himself, in order to complete his own Dao, he had to move forward.

Time flies, and another three months have passed in a blink of an eye, during this time Dao Lin has been preparing for his trip to the imperial capital, in addition to practicing and cooking every day, he has also gone to the county seat several times.

After all, Dowling was going on a long journey, and he was still worried about his father and the safety of Wuji Peak.

Therefore, he found Pang Xianling to explain the situation, and when Pang Xianling knew that he was going to the imperial capital, his heart was full of shock, but after thinking of his 'background', he patted his chest to reassure him, and Dongshan's comfort was handed over to him.

"Little hero, don't worry, tomorrow I'll let Liang Yong select ten good guards, let them be stationed at Wuji Peak, let them hear Wuji's orders, and you can rest assured if they are there." Pang Xianling swore and said.

"Then thank you to the prefectural commander!" Dowling respectfully thanked him.

It's just a small episode, but it's important for Dowling to stride forward without worries.

On this day, Wuji Peak was very lively, the people were sending each other off, and every family was waiting with what was prepared.

At the corner of the mountain road, Dowling appeared there accompanied by Dao Wuji and his guys.

The people cheered, for them, Dowling was no longer the little hero who suppressed the bandits, but their life-saving benefactor, and the great fortune of the people on the front line.

The people rushed over, and they scrambled to hand the things to Dowling.

"Everyone is so polite, you really don't have to do this!" Dowling kept waving his hand and shaking his head.

"This is a little bit of our heart, Dowling, you can take it."

"Yes, take it."

"It's not a valuable thing, this is the insole that your aunt brought out last night, you have a long way to go, so it's more comfortable to put on it."

Dowling looked at the enthusiastic people, and his heart was also happy, he chose a few things that did not occupy an area, and let the people take the rest back.

The group was sent to the foot of the mountain, and Daolin walked a few steps quickly and turned around, looking at the people with blazing eyes.

"Let's send everyone here, after I leave, my father will still be taken care of by you, and he will be tired!" Dowling bowed deeply to the full crowd.

Then, he turned around and strode into the distance, listening to the constant sound of instructions behind him, he did not look back, afraid that tears would fall.

This was his first trip to this world, and he was too young to remember the last time he returned from the imperial capital.

During this time, both his cultivation and cooking skills have improved rapidly, and as he has mastered the internal force for fire, it is simply not too fast to brush up his experience.

"Coins, give me experience points!" Dowling commanded.

"Current XP is 1200 (Wishing XP)/970 (Repair XP)/1000 (XP required to upgrade Repair)" The sound of a coin sounds.

Dowling nodded with satisfaction, he worked diligently in the past three months, and after exchanging the "Ku Ding Jie Niu Knife Method", he once again brushed his experience to 1200 through the dream realm, and his own cultivation has also reached a first-grade martial artist, and he is only 30 points away from breaking through the Kaiyuan realm.

"What else can I wish for?" Dowling had nothing to do and chatted with the coins.

"What do you want to wish for?" The coin replied angrily.

"World peace." Dowling said with a smile.

“…………”

"Then I will directly break through to the Holy Venerable and step on the Emperor!" Dowling continued.

“…………”

"Then let me return to Blue Star with this body cultivation?" Dowling's tone suddenly straightened.

"Yes!" The coin was silent for a long time, so long that Dowling thought it was dead.

"How much experience do you need?" Dowling asked in a trembling voice.

"Many, much more! Very much! Coin said with a sigh.

"No matter how much you have, you have to have a number!" Dowling gritted his teeth and roared, this involves his identity as a martial artist, and it will directly crush everything by the strong.

"There is a 9 in the front and several zeros in the back."

"How many zeros? You count! Dowling urged with a pounding heartbeat.

"9 several !!" The coin replied.

"A few zeros!! Dowling roared!!

“9！ Several zeros!! ”