Looking at the kind grandmother with a kind face, and the rich emotions flowing in her eyes, Ding Zhengyi's heart was also flooded with layers of waves.

Today's grandmother has gray temples and her face is covered with traces of weathered years, which is far from Ding Zhengyi's childhood memories, obviously she has had a difficult time over the years.

However, Ding Zhengyi quickly put away this sentimentality, and thought in his heart if he could do something for the two old men within his ability, so that they would not have to continue to work hard and enjoy their old age in peace.

However, in the face of his grandmother's meticulous care, Ding Zhengyi could only keep responding enthusiastically, and it was obviously not the time to think about it at this time, so he put it aside in advance.

During this time, Ding Zhengyi noticed that Xiaoqiu was standing aside and had nothing to do, so he specially asked her to pour a few cups of tea, and took out some snacks from the package she brought.

This atmosphere lasted for a long time, until everyone moved to the dining hall and ate a slightly humble dinner.

As time kept passing, Ding Zhengyi felt that his spirit was becoming more and more ethereal under the influence of this environment, and the dross and shackles that had hindered his cultivation were also being opened layer by layer, and then all disappeared.

Although Ding Zhengyi knew that it was a little unreasonable to go to cultivation at this time, the temptation of cultivation still made him can't help but retreat first.

Ding Zhongyuan and his wife were accustomed to this, and they didn't think there was anything wrong with Ding Zhengyi's behavior, the monks should have put cultivation first, and their self-abandonment was only a last resort.

So in Ding Zhengyi's apologetic voice, his grandmother stood up and led him to a bedroom upstairs while telling him to cultivate hard so that he would have great success in the future.

From the chat just now, Ding Zhengyi knew that since the defeat of the Wu family, the formations in the clan have not been renovated for a long time, and most of them are in a state of failure, so there is no such thing as a cultivation retreat, and everyone usually meditates and cultivates in the bedroom.

However, the presence or absence of a quiet room had little impact on Ding Zhengyi, and after seeing off his nagging grandmother, he immediately took out the array flag and set up a hidden spirit gathering array in the corner of the room.

After carefully debugging, Ding Zhengyi stimulated the formation, sensing the continuous convergence of aura, he could no longer hold back the eager emotion in his heart, and immediately stepped into the formation and sat down cross-legged.

Before formal cultivation, even if Ding Zhengyi was a little anxious, he was not careless because of this, he first emptied his mind and smoothed all the happy, nervous, and excited feelings of the whole day, and then he really entered the state of cultivation.

With the operation of "Qingyuan Decision", the aura in the formation immediately swooped down on Ding Zhengyi, showing a thin layer of light on the surface of his body, and the aura swirled, shining brightly.

The spiritual aura continued to refine the aura, and the obtained vitality continued to flow into the dantian, and then it was quickly absorbed by the cyclone without a trace of stagnation.

This kind of unrestrained Qi cultivation is as comfortable as galloping a horse in the wilderness, which makes Ding Zhengyi happy when he cultivates.

Immersed in cultivation, he had no concept of time at all, and it wasn't until the spirit was faintly painful that Ding Zhengyi reacted, and he had been cultivating for more than two hours unconsciously.

As Ding Zhengyi slowly finished his work, he opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his deep eyes were full of joy, and from time to time they flashed with a brilliance that seemed to be absent.

How could this not make Ding Zhengyi happy, the efficiency of this meditation and qi practice today was enough to be worth the cultivation progress of several days ago.

Cultivation really can't just rely on blind hard training, it must be relaxed and moderate.

There is nothing wrong with a short period of courageous cultivation, but after a long period of boring cultivation, the distracting thoughts accumulated by it seem to affect the divine soul, and then the efficiency of cultivation will be greatly reduced.

These causal relationships turned around in Ding Zhengyi's mind, and the evidence of the actual effects gave him a deeper understanding of the next cultivation plan.

Looking up at the window, it was already the middle of the moon at this time, the bamboo building was full of tranquility and tranquility, with a few branches swaying in the wind outside the window, the moonlight was also driven by it, changing various postures in the room.

Perhaps it was the good mood brought about by the accelerated progress of cultivation, Ding Zhengyi felt that the environment in the house was very meaningful at this time, and he couldn't help but savor it for a while.

However, he didn't indulge in it for long, and soon reached into the cloth bag beside him, and took out a spirited ink feather eagle egg from it.

Gently stroking the jade-like texture of the eggshell, Ding Zhengyi frowned slightly and thought about it.

The growth of demon beasts is often inseparable from sufficient cultivation resources, and it is difficult to advance even after decades of hard work by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth by itself.

Seeing that there is another additional expenditure, this makes Ding Zhengyi scratch his head a little, it seems that he does not lack cultivation resources, but the actual situation is only known to himself.

So far, Ding Zhengyi has always used ordinary spiritual objects to assist in cultivation, not that he doesn't want to use high-grade spiritual objects or pills to quickly improve his cultivation, but the consumption of practicing talismans is too great, and he has no right to choose at all.

Ding Zhengyi, a spiritual object that is very valuable, also has a few spiritual objects such as the Centennial Spirit Peach and the Silver Silk Pill, which are of great benefit to his current cultivation.

However, these can only reduce Ding Zhengyi's hard work for about a year at most, and have no essential meaning, after careful consideration, he feels that it is better to keep it for cultivating the clansmen he selected, or use it when he encounters a key breakthrough in the future.

With Ding Zhengyi's current state, domesticating an Ink Feather Eagle is already the limit, otherwise, it will inevitably delay his normal cultivation.

Looking around him, everyone's cultivation resources were very tight, and it seemed that they couldn't find anyone who had the ability to domesticate another Ink Feather Eagle.

However, Ding Zhengyi quickly relieved his brows, and he was about to bring back another eagle egg to the patriarch, and it was most appropriate for him to decide.

Moreover, Ding Zhengyi believed that the patriarch would not treat him badly, and it should be okay to take the opportunity to get some cultivation resources suitable for him.

With a plan in his heart, Ding Zhengyi no longer hesitated, he mobilized the vitality in the dantian and slowly touched the ink feather eagle egg in his hand.

The eagle egg seemed to be breathing at this time, and Ding Zhengyi could clearly feel that the vitality he had mobilized penetrated into the eggshell like hunger and thirst in this breath.

With the continuous input of vitality, the new life inside the egg also seemed to have a burst of joy, and it was obvious that the seed of hope was sprouting.

After half a cup of tea, the eagle eggs gradually stopped actively absorbing vitality, and Ding Zhengyi was no longer reluctant, giving birth to a demon beast fetus was a long-term process, and the amount of energy in a single dimension was too much, and it was often too much.

After marking the Ink Feather Eagle Egg in his hand, Ding Zhengyi put it into the cloth bag and placed it in the Hidden Spirit Gathering Array along with the cloth bag, and he himself got up and walked to the bedside.

Although Ding Zhengyi was in high spirits and full of energy at this time, he could practice the talisman or formation for a while, but he still did not hesitate to lie down on the bed and force himself to rest.

Because Ding Zhengyi knew that in addition to cultivation tomorrow, he should also receive visits from other Wu clan people, and he couldn't make that kind of listless image because of the lack of rest.

Early the next morning, Ding Zhengyi was awakened by the noise outside, and the voices of Wu and Xiaoqiu were faintly heard downstairs.

Listening carefully, Ding Zhengyi realized that it was Wu Lin and his wife who took Wu and Xiaoqiu to take care of Lingtian in the morning, saving some time for preparing a lively lunch at noon.

Knowing the reason, Ding Zhengyi felt very uncomfortable, just the time lost in eating a meal would affect the cultivation of the spiritual field, which shows how hard the two old men usually work.

No wonder for so many years, the distance between the Ding and Wu families is not far, and I haven't seen them go to their house for a walk, it seems that the reason should be this.

Shaking his head, Ding Zhengyi sighed lightly, put all these sorrows into his heart, and then he settled down, got up and got out of bed to wash up briefly.

Then he took out the leftover spiritual rice balls from yesterday from the storage bag, and ate them in a few bites, no matter what the taste.

Taking advantage of the fact that the time was still early and no one bothered him for the time being, Ding Zhengyi took a deep breath, hurriedly drilled into the Hidden Spirit Gathering Array, and continued to meditate and cultivate, no longer wasting a single cent of time.

The progress of cultivation is still fast, but with yesterday's efficiency in the past, Ding Zhengyi's heart is as calm as water today, and he no longer has any feeling of joy.

Occasionally, he would distract himself from the movement outside.

About an hour later, there were all kinds of greetings from downstairs, and it was obvious that there were quite a few people coming.

At this time, Ding Zhengyi was no longer obsessed with cultivation, and in this case, he should go downstairs to express his respect as a junior.