While his parents were reminiscing about this story, Ding Zhengyi began to eat dinner.

From noon to now, Ding Zhengyi has been instilled by Ding Changming with a lot of causes and consequences, as well as the process of the incident and the secrets behind it.

The process was quite tortuous, sometimes confused, sometimes surprised, and he was in the ups and downs until he didn't realize anything else, and he sat down at the dinner table before he realized that he was very hungry.

After Ding Zhengyi had a bowl of rice, his parents recovered, although they were still a little haggard than usual, but their spirits were much better than the previous two days.

Without waiting for his parents to ask questions again, Ding Zhengyi began to talk about truth and falsehood again.

It took a lot of space to describe how crucial the role of the Fu Seal was in this crisis, saving many people.

In the end, the patriarch praised him and gave him some rewards, and Ding Zhengyi took out the rune paper given by Ding Changming and handed them to the Wu clan as he spoke.

"Is this an intermediate rune paper?

Wu stroked these talismans, and the sadness on his face became more and more dim, turning into excitement and pride, but the words he said made Ding Zhengyi stunned.

"Let Yi'er go back to cultivation, I've lost a lot of time today. ”

Ding Zhongyuan finally said the first sentence in the past few days, and Ding Zhengyi was suddenly relieved a lot.

"Yes, Yi'er, you go and cultivate, don't affect our eating. ”

Wu put away his expression, straightened his face, and returned the talisman paper to Ding Zhengyi, as if he was sitting here, and they couldn't eat it.

"Okay, I'll go. ”

didn't have the heart to comment on Wu's acting skills, Ding Zhengyi was indeed a little tired today, he took the rune paper and got up to leave.

When he went out and went upstairs, Ding Zhengyi, who came to the cultivation retreat, habitually opened the formation and sat cross-legged on the futon.

He didn't start cultivating immediately, but combed through the information he got today again, and after confirming that there were no omissions, he slowly started the "Qingyuan Decision".

As Ding Zhengyi expected, the next day came the news that the ancestral hall had lifted the ban, and all the survivors who had returned could freely return to their homes.

As a result, the tense and depressing atmosphere of the family was relieved a lot, and except for those who had been sacrificed and injured, the rest of the clan basically returned to normal.

Although Ding Zhengyi seemed calm and normal in the past two days, only he knew it, in fact, his heart was also a little anxious.

Although the current development of events is beyond Ding Zhengyi's expectations, it is not too bad.

There would even be a lot of benefits for him, so Ding Zhengyi decided to relax a little and release those accumulated anxieties.

After eating at noon, Ding Zhengyi rarely did not go back to the cultivation retreat room immediately, but took a cup of tea, came to the plane tree in front of the bamboo building, and lay down on the rocking chair casually, ready to enjoy a beautiful afternoon.

Putting the teacup on the bamboo couch next to the rocking chair, Ding Zhengyi squinted his eyes slightly, emptying his whole mind, thoughtless.

Sunlight passed through the leaves of the sycamore tree and sprinkled on his face.

Feeling the breeze and the fragrance of plants and trees, warmth and comfort gradually rose from the bottom of his heart.

As this sense of comfort became stronger and stronger, Ding Zhengyi felt that the whole person seemed to be being washed, and his soul became more and more ethereal and mellow, giving him an illusion of fluttering.

The doubts and incomprehensions he encountered in his cultivation some time ago seemed to have been magnified in his mind at this time, and he was unexpectedly self-taught, and suddenly became enlightened.

The floating feeling slowly faded, Ding Zhengyi opened his eyes, and found that the teacup on the bamboo couch was no longer hot, obviously unconsciously, a short time had passed.

It seems that cultivation should still be relaxed, combining work and rest, and this short rest can bring such a big harvest.

While thinking so, Ding Zhengyi let go of his thoughts, and every bit of the past few years seemed to appear in front of him.

He will be almost twenty years old in a few months, and Ding Zhengyi still clearly remembers the scene when he just broke through the middle stage of Qi training four years ago.

Including their own excitement, the joy of their parents, and a special reward from the patriarch.

There is also a subsidy of half a catty of spiritual rice per day in the clan, which may be just icing on the cake now, but at that time, it was a charcoal in the snow.

At the end of the year, when he was twenty years old, this Lingmi subsidy expired, and although Ding Zhengyi was not reluctant, he still had some melancholy.

It was precisely after the completion of the clan study that he had this daily subsidy of half a catty of spiritual rice that he was able to support Ding Zhengyi's full cultivation capacity, otherwise he would not have reached the fifth level of qi cultivation at this age.

The abundant spiritual rice brought a lot of vitality to Ding Zhengyi, not only allowing him to cultivate and improve, but also not letting go of the dredging of the spiritual network.

Coupled with the help provided by occasionally taking some spirit fruits, now the second blockage spirit network on Ding Zhengyi's sixth spiritual aperture has been dredged to the end.

Of course, this is also inseparable from the help of the three hundred-year-old spirit peaches, and the success of the body itself also makes the spirit network more tenacious, otherwise it will take at least a year and a half to reach this level.

The qualifications of the six spiritual aperture of the day after tomorrow are now only one spiritual network dredging, which makes Ding Zhengyi extremely happy, thinking that it is not difficult for the qualification of the six spiritual aperture to enter the late stage of qi training, and the success of foundation building is also very worth looking forward to.

Thinking of this, the sunshine on Ding Zhengyi's face seemed to tremble slightly under the drive of skin and flesh, and it took a while to calm down.

It's just that the progress of forging body cultivation is still slow, and Ding Zhengyi's cultivation is accompanied by pain every time.

With the help of Breenling Peach and Cui Yuanzao, it has only been able to cultivate to the power of the Three Bulls in the past four years, which is far from the power of the Nine Bulls.

Although he had not tested the limit of the defensive power of the forging body, when Ding Zhengyi made a talisman making mistake, a low-level fireball talisman close to the finished product exploded around him, which was not a small fright, but the result was unharmed.

The side effect of forging the body made Ding Zhengyi very satisfied, and his strong physique not only accelerated the dredging of the spiritual network, but also allowed him to practice the breathing technique.

Since the family sacrifice to the present, Ding Zhengyi has been practicing the breathing technique, although he is not proficient now, but when he casts it, he can clearly feel that the spiritual pressure on his body fluctuates.

The level of talisman production had been steadily improving, but it had finally stagnated a few months ago, and now the success rate of low-level fireball talismans had exceeded fifty percent, and low-level talismans were only more than one percent short of each other.

The talisman income has become the main source of Ding Zhengyi's cultivation resources, and the value of low-grade talisman materials per 100 is only twelve lower-grade spirit stones, while the price of the drawn runes is enough to sell more than twenty lower-grade spirit stones.

In the normal daily talisman making time, Ding Zhengyi can draw more than ten low-level fireball talismans, which are four or five thousand in a year, and are worth more than two thousand spirit stones.

The cost of talisman raw materials and auxiliary things is not low, there are more than 1,000 spirit stones, so talisman making can earn more than 1,000 spirit stones for Ding Zhengyi in a year.

This requires the income from cultivating more than ten acres of spiritual land to be compared to it, and the time and energy consumed is not a level.

However, this thousand lower grade spirit stones seem to be a lot, but in fact, they are of similar value to ten silver silk pills, and silver silk pills are only commonly used pills for cultivators in the middle and late stages of qi cultivation to assist in cultivation.

Of course, the elixir is not something that a small family cultivator like Ding Zhengyi can use on a daily basis, and these spirit stones are not only to meet his normal cultivation consumption, but also to rely on his subsequent practice of drawing intermediate spirit runes.

It's just that the practice of the formation still can't see the direction, although the Gathering Spirit Formation Ding Zhengyi has been skilled enough to wave his hand to arrange, but the hidden array is still groping in the shadow.

It seems that there is no suitable formation book, and there is no experienced formation mage to guide him, and the difficulty of formation progress is not ordinary.

In this half-dream, Ding Zhengyi combed through the cultivation of the past few years, inside and out, and found that there was still a lot to do, so he couldn't help but relax in the slightest.

At this time, a stream of golden sunlight refracted into Ding Zhengyi's pupils, echoing with the flickering light in his eyes, and he suddenly woke up.