Wang Dafu couldn't react at all, and asked blankly: "My lord, do you mean that the villain doesn't have to leave, and the inn can continue to open?"

The chief said patiently: "Yes, as long as you serve the boy upstairs, not only can you continue to open your inn afterwards, but the official will also have another reward." ”

Seeing that Wang Dafu still wanted to ask something, the chief had a blank face, and reprimanded in a low voice: "You just need to do what I tell you to do, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, knowing too much will not benefit you!"

Wang Dafu shuddered and nodded busily, "Yes, adult, small one understands." ”

The chief nodded with satisfaction, thought about it, still a little uneasy, pointed upstairs and added: "You must remember that if that person has the slightest dissatisfaction, we will all have to lose our heads, so no matter what the son asks, you must do your best to meet it, and if you can't do it, come to me." ”

On the first day, Wang Dafu, who thoroughly understood the importance of the young guest, was very worried, fearing that he would do something wrong.

But after two more days, Wang Dafu's hanging heart gradually let go. The young guest was mild-tempered and very easy to deal with, and made no strange requests other than to ask him to find someone to open a skylight on the roof.

Moreover, the boy's life is very regular, most of the time he stays in the room, and he doesn't know what he is doing, and only occasionally goes out for a walk in the morning and evening.

Now, Wang Dafu's daily task is very simple, when the meal is approaching, he will go to the Fang Market to buy some fresh ingredients, bring them back to the maids left by the chief to cook, and then personally send the prepared meal upstairs.

During this period, the chief came to the inn once every two days, and first went upstairs to say hello as usual, and then asked Wang Dafu about the situation, and saw that the latter was careful and meticulous, and there were no omissions, and he was very satisfied, and yesterday he also allocated 1,000 taels of silver to Wang Dafu for funds, and promised to reward him with the two shops next door after completing the task.

At this moment, Wang Dafu is thinking in his heart, after getting the shop next door, whether to expand the scale of the inn or open another restaurant.

"Dafu, why are you lying here in a daze? It's time, why don't you go to Fang Market soon?" a woman with an ordinary appearance walked over and said strangely.

Wang Dafu was excited, stood up, opened the window to look at the sun close to Zhongtian, rubbed his face that was a little numb, and said, "Child, thank you for reminding me, look at my memory." ”

With that, Wang Dafu hurriedly left the inn and went straight to Fang City.

An hour later, Wang Dafu went upstairs lightly with a food box, came to a guest room, put down the food box, and said respectfully: "Son, the meal has been prepared, please use it slowly." ”

"Good work. A young man's voice came from the room.

"It's not hard, it's not hard. Wang Dafu hunched his waist and was about to retreat as usual.

"Shopkeeper's. The young man's voice suddenly sounded again, "I'm sorry you can serve me another meal." ”

"Ah? Yes, please wait. Wang Dafu was taken aback, and then agreed, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and went downstairs to prepare.

I saw that the door of the room opened without wind, and the food box on the ground was held up by an invisible force and flew into the room.

Zhao Ziming manipulated his soul power to put the food box on the table, reached out to open the lid, took out the food inside, served the rice, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyu, are you hungry? Eat something quickly." ”

Ning Xiaoyu's face was a little pale, and the strange flower mark on the center of his eyebrows had gradually disappeared in the past few days, and he could no longer see it now. She looked at Zhao Ziming a little blankly for a while, then picked up the chopsticks and began to eat silently.

Not long after, Wang Dafu went upstairs with a food box, Zhao Ziming brought the food, and accompanied Ning Xiaoyu to eat slowly.

When he was about to finish eating, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "Xiaoyu, how do you feel now?"

Ning Xiaoyu put down his chopsticks and said softly, "I'm fine." The expression on her face when she spoke was the same as before, but her tone was much colder.

Facing her gaze, somehow, Zhao Ziming inexplicably felt a little oppressed, he suppressed this strange feeling, and said, "Xiaoyu, do you know that Li should poison you?"

Ning Xiaoyu frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said, "Well, but I'm fine." ”

Zhao Ziming said hurriedly: "What you have is a kind of poison that targets the divine soul, if it doesn't feel right, you must tell me, and I will find an antidote for you as soon as possible." ”

Ning Xiaoyu lowered his eyes, was silent for a while, got up and said, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry, next...... I want to be alone. With that, he turned and walked out of the room.

"Xiaoyu-" Before Zhao Ziming could speak, Ning Xiaoyu had already left, a little uneasy, rising from the bottom of his heart.

Zhao Ziming stood in the room, stood for a long time, and finally sighed lightly, got rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, put away the dishes, chopsticks and food boxes, and put them in the corridor, and Wang Dafu would come to get them later.

He closed the door and looked up at the open skylight on the roof, the golden sunlight shining down on his eyes.

Zhao Ziming took a deep breath, sat on the ground, closed his eyes slightly, put his hands on his knees, and urged the exercises.

In the dantian, the Yuan Force Vortex, which had recovered to half the size it had before, began to rotate slowly, and at the same time, the golden and red Yuan Force was running rapidly in the meridians.

A huge suction force emanated from Zhao Ziming's body, pulling the vitality within a few zhang of the vicinity to converge. The Yuan Qi enters the body, attaches to the Yuan Force, and then runs in the meridians for a week, and finally returns to the dantian.

The Yuan Qi that had just been absorbed was far less thick than Zhao Ziming's own Yuan Force Condensation, so as soon as he entered the dantian, he automatically floated above the Yuan Force Vortex.

Being in the sunlight, Zhao Ziming's speed of running the exercises was half as fast, which meant that the speed at which he absorbed the vitality was also half as fast, and it only took less than a quarter of an hour for his dantian to be full.

Bringing the last Yuan Force back to the dantian, Zhao Ziming thought about it, slowly urged the Yuan Force Vortex, and began to reverse the exercises.

The cultivation of Yuan Force is different from internal force, the latter itself is its own thing, the so-called cultivation is only to extract the internal force from the depths of the body, while the cultivation of Yuan Force needs to absorb the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth and turn it into its own use.

So this process is divided into two steps: absorption and refining. The positive exercise can absorb the vitality, and the retrograde exercise can refine the vitality.

Just like at this moment, the Yuan Force located below the Yuan Force Vortex was drawn out, and it went retrograde in the meridians for a week, falling from above the dantian, it would press the Yuan Qi down, and the Yuan Force Vortex at the bottom was also rotating, generating a suction force.

When the two are carried out at the same time, the Yuan Qi will be integrated into the Yuan Force, and then with the rotation of the Yuan Force Vortex, it will be continuously grinded, refined, purified, and finally turned into the Yuan Force.

The refining of Yuan Qi is more difficult and slower than absorption, and it has to be carried out many times, only in this way will the cultivated Yuan Power be purer and more powerful.

Nearly an hour later, Zhao Ziming finally completed the five refining cycles, completely turning the previously absorbed Yuan Force into his own. He didn't rest, and started the next round of cultivation non-stop.

He's been like this for the past few days. Whether it is looking for an antidote for Ning Xiaoyu or breaking into the land of exile, it needs strong strength to support.

The current situation no longer allows Zhao Ziming to slack off, he must cultivate desperately, use all means, recover and improve his strength as soon as possible, in order to do what he has to do.

When Cheng Muyang came to visit a few days ago, the reason why he didn't agree to enter the palace immediately was because before his strength was restored, in case of an accident, he could not guarantee the safety of himself and Ning Xiaoyu.

And the experience of these years proves that if the strength is not enough, everything he has is likely to be wiped out in an instant, which Zhao Ziming absolutely does not want to see.

After another two rounds of cultivation, the Yuan Force Vortex has returned to its original size of seventy percent, because the further it goes, the faster it recovers, so it is estimated that one day, Yuan Li Cultivation will be able to completely recover.

Zhao Ziming's eyes widened, he stood up, felt the power in his body, a flash of joy flashed on his face, and then, he pushed open the door and walked out.

The setting sun sank to the horizon, the blood-like red was gradually replaced by darkness, and a few sparse stars in the sky flickered and dimmed, as if cheering for the arrival of the dark night.

There are two clean food boxes in the corridor, which are the dinner prepared by Wang Dafu as usual. Zhao Ziming lifted the food box, glanced at a guest room opposite, jumped over the railing, landed downstairs, and walked over there.

When he was still a foot away from the room, Ning Xiaoyu's voice shot out of the room, and his tone was extremely cold, "I want to be alone." ”

A cool breeze blew through the courtyard, fluttering, and drew an invisible abyss in front of Zhao Ziming.

He immediately stopped, his thick eyebrows condensed slightly, and he opened his mouth to speak, but finally without saying a word, he silently returned to his room with the food box.

Standing at the table for a long time, Zhao Ziming put down the food box in his hand, glanced at the other side again, and sat on the ground, and the invisible soul power diffused out, wrapping the entire room.

On the other side, Ning Xiaoyu was sitting on the bed with her eyes closed, sweating profusely, with an extremely painful look on her face, between her eyebrows, a black six-petal strange flower swayed slightly, its color was so deep that it seemed to make people fall into the hell of eternal night.

Rich silver light poured out of Ning Xiaoyu's brain, gathered towards the center of his eyebrows, and eroded away at the six-petal strange flower, but each petal of the latter was halo and floating, firmly blocking the silver light from the outside.

Suddenly, Ning Xiaoyu bit her lower lip, her hands danced like butterflies wearing flowers, and a special handprint was formed.

Shine in the silver light!

The layer of black halo on the surface of the six-petal strange flower, under the violent impact of the silver light that was several times richer, suddenly brightened and disappeared, and it was precarious.

At this moment, the stamens of the six-petal strange flower swayed lightly a few times, and then stretched outward, and at the top of each of the five stamens, there was a black skull, opening its mouth to bite the silver light outside.

Click!

It was as if the glass was broken, and the silver light scattered into stars in the blink of an eye, as if it had never appeared. The six-petaled flower also returned to its original state, and the stamens retracted into the center of the flower, and then disappeared entirely.

Ning Xiaoyu snorted, two lines of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he fell softly on the bed.

Zhao Ziming had been cultivating his soul power all night, and after he fell into a coma last time, he absorbed Ning Xiaoyu's power, coupled with the soul cultivation method in the "Refining Void Ancient Sutra", his soul power successfully broke through to the innate realm.

The cultivation of the soul path is very different from the blood qi and the yuan power, the growth of soul power needs to absorb the power of starlight, and this power is the most intense at night, and it is so thin that it is almost none.

At this moment, in the center of Zhao Ziming's soul sea, a pale silver light cluster was rising and shrinking, as if breathing, rippling circles of soul power.

This pale silver light cluster is Zhao Ziming's soul hub, which is similar to the Yuan Force Vortex and Blood Core, which can absorb star power and store soul power.

In the sky above the Soul Sea, a few thin wisps of starlight fell from time to time, and these star powers, both in terms of quantity and quality, were far from being comparable to the starlight that Ning Xiaoyu had received after he had triggered the illusion of the Sea of Stars that day.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer falling stars, Zhao Ziming knew that the day was about to dawn, he withdrew the soul trick, and withdrew the soul power released from the soul sea, when he opened his eyes, he felt a tightness in his chest, and a strong sense of exhaustion pressed on his heart.

The "Refining Void Ancient Sutra" is mysterious, and Zhao Ziming runs the exercises day and night non-stop, although his strength increases rapidly, but the loss of his mind is also extremely terrifying.

Zhao Ziming got up slowly, pushed open the door and walked out. The night was still dark, and the moon was faint and the stars were gone, so even the sky was pitch black.

He took a deep breath, then bent his knees slightly, jumped to his feet, and jumped onto the roof several times.

The whole city was silent, and as far as the eye could see, there were only a few lights, which formed a very strong contrast with the liveliness during the day, giving Zhao Ziming a sense of ethereal illusion.

He was in a trance for a moment, looking far to the east, where a faint white light had emerged.

Legend has it that in the far east, there is a sun that never sets, and it always follows a specific orbit, shining in every corner of the world. People are noble and lowly, but they share the warmth of the sun.

Zhao Ziming suddenly had an impulse to see what the sun had just set, he jumped off the other side of the roof, left the inn, and began to run rapidly along the street.

The patrolling guards, the city wall several feet high, these obstacles are obviously not obstacles for Zhao Ziming, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he came to the highest peak outside the city.