Zall chatted with the enthusiastic netizen on the Internet for a while, and some of his doubts were answered.

According to netizens, the wine that Zhuoer drank was a 'spirit wine', which contained aura.

If an ordinary person drinks this spiritual wine, he will probably be drunk for three or four days and will not be able to wake up. If a person with a spiritual root drinks it, the spiritual root will be attracted by the spiritual energy in the wine and wake up from sleep. ’

Listening to these words, Drow immediately grasped many key terms.

"Spirit wine, spiritual energy, spiritual root. ”

He repeated the words to himself, and then glanced apprehensively at the box.

Before today, he had always thought that the only thing that was strange was the world in the box, and that his own world was 'normal' and 'scientific'.

"I should have found out a long time ago. He remorseful, "I should have known when I saw the pillar of light." ”

On the question of 'three-year lifespan', enthusiastic netizens also gave an answer.

He said that the awakening of every spiritual root would be targeted by the Heavenly Dao. Because the practice itself is not allowed by the Heavenly Dao. In order to restrain the monks, the Heavenly Dao would send a thunderstorm every three years. If you don't want to be hacked to death, then you can only use the low-grade Inner Dan that you have cultivated, and other defensive means will have no effect.

'This friend, with your current situation, it is completely impossible to cultivate the Inner Dan, and in three years, you will be struck by lightning. That's why I said you only have three years left to live, and you understand the logic, right?'

'Practice?!' Drow's head buzzed when he heard these two words. 'How to practice, is it difficult?' I haven't passed the culture class since I was a child, isn't it dead?'

Enthusiastic netizens seem to be really enthusiastic. In the face of Zhuoer's question, he first made a 'laughing and crying' expression, and then explained in detail the common sense related to cultivation. Including the relationship between the spiritual root and the aura, the relationship between the inner dan and the spiritual root, the attributes of the inner dan and so on. It's a long story.

Drow almost pressed his face to the screen, saving the relevant content as he watched, ready to review it at any time.

The common sense question is pretty much what should be said. Cultivating this kind of thing is very simple, and the resources are enough to nourish the spiritual root. In a place with a strong aura, even if the qualifications are reckless, you can cultivate to a good realm. During the Ming Dynasty, there was even a predecessor who didn't practice the exercises, but he relied on the treasures of heaven and earth to cultivate the golden pill, and he is still alive. ’

After listening to this explanation, Drow finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's right, the spirit wine was given to me by the little beauty, and she made my spiritual roots awaken. The little beauty won't harm me, these days she took me to dig spirit stones and find spirit grass, just to let me quickly condense the inner dan. ”

After figuring out the logic behind this, Drow felt that his previous fears seemed stupid. I am very happy that I can practice this thing, and the previous haze has been swept away.

However, enthusiastic netizens are not clear about the situation on his side and think that he is in a desperate state.

By the way, this friend. Is there any wine left over from your storehouse? If you can give me some of it, I can tell you a way to make a naidan in three years. ’

Seeing this message, Drow was not surprised at all. He had already guessed that this person had been grinding with himself for a long time for the sake of spiritual wine.

I've got some left here to give you." But how do I know if you really have a way?'

'Oh, I'm quite vigilant. Let's be straightforward, the solution is actually very simple, you just need to find a place with aura, casually learn the practice of exhaling and absorbing qi, and then meditate slowly. I'm not afraid to tell you, without my help, you won't be able to find a place with aura at all, and you will definitely die. ’

Zhuoer was a little unconvinced when he heard this, "If there is anything you can't find, it's a big deal to drill into those inaccessible deep mountains and old forests." ’

Even if you go to the North Pole, you won't be able to find the slightest aura. Because in this world, there has been no aura for a long time. If you want to practice, you have to go to another world!'

After saying this, enthusiastic netizens said that they could no longer reveal it.

'If you don't want to die, give me some wine.' I know you need to think about time. That's it, I'll have something to do in a while, and when you figure it out, send me a private message. I'm here today and waiting for your news. Bow. ’

Enthusiastic netizens seem to really have something urgent to do, and the connection is broken. Leave Drow alone in front of the computer.

At this time, his heart was pounding and beating rapidly, as if beating a drum, and his expression was distorted with joy.

"Another world, the world of little beauties!"

All along, he has been trying to find an opportunity to enter the world of the box and communicate face-to-face with the little beauty. Completely clueless. Now, it seems that there is finally a clue.

Just when he was busy rejoicing, a burst of telepathy suddenly came from Yu Luoqi's side, which was an emotion that gathered 'panic', 'despair' and 'anger'.

"What's wrong?!"

Drow was frightened and hurried to the box to check. He thought that his little beauty was in trouble, but in fact it was really a bit of trouble, but it was different from what he thought.

Yu Luoqi ran away from home for several days and slept in the feathers of the mountain moving birds. Not only herself, but also many small insects in the mountains and forests also regard the big birds as their home, and more and more, gradually affecting their human neighbors.

At this time, Luo Qi, the fish in the box, was jumping around on the ground naked, frantically shaking her hair and a few clothes in her hands - she was bitten by fleas.

Seeing this, Drow kindly handed over a bottle of shower gel and asked her to wash it. As a result, Yu Luo Qi yelled at the sky with red eyes, "Don't look at it!

"Okay, let's go, let's go. Drow magically guessed the meaning of Yu Luoqi's language, and took back the hand that was holding the bath gel. "But it's impossible not to show me. Hey, it's so good-looking, it's so round. ”

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After being attacked by fleas, the runaway girl returned home in disgrace. And it was a walk back, and she wouldn't dare to ride the mountain bird for a while.

As soon as she saw the thatched house, she noticed that her house looked different from her usual appearance. In fact, it was Drow who first noticed the problem. From a distance in the sky, he saw that the grimace painted on the flag on the thatched roof was as black as if it had melted in water.

Yu Luoqi also discovered this anomaly, ran a few steps quickly, and found traces of the monk's fighting method in front of the house, and even the walls of the house were broken with several big holes.

"Daddy, Daddy?!"

Worried, she broke into the house and saw her father's bruised body. A large number of Nedan fragments were scattered throughout the house, apparently after a fierce battle before dying.

Yu Luoqi couldn't believe her eyes, and she didn't want to believe this fact.

"Why, who! My father and daughter are cultivating in this barren mountain, who is so ruthless!"

As soon as she shouted these words, she thought that today seemed to be the day when the heart-warming grass was ripe, and it was the day of picking.

"Is that so, killing people and robbing treasures......"

For a long time, the father and daughter of the Yu family carefully hid the secret of discovering the heart-pulling grass, and only took care of it every ten days, just for fear of being discovered.

The husband is not guilty of his crimes, and the father and daughter are on guard day and night, but they have long been targeted by people with intentions, just waiting for the day when the heart grass is ripe, and a praying mantis catches cicadas and yellow finches are behind.

Yu Luoqi gritted her teeth fiercely, revealing an angry expression, tears welled up in her eyes, and her whole heart was completely invaded by anger.

Drow couldn't see the inside of the house through a roof. However, he felt Yu Luoqi's emotions at this time, and then thought of the traces of the fight in front of the house, and guessed some situations.

"No, what happened to her father, did the little beauty do it, did it happen to humans, or did the monsters in the mountains do it?"

This question has only just popped up, and it has been answered immediately. Through telepathy, she felt that the little beauty's anger slowly transformed into a more complex mind - revenge.

"It seems that someone killed me. Drow pursed his lips, feeling that the whole thing had come a little suddenly. "If you want revenge, just call me. I'm very powerful now, and there's still one golden elixir left. I'm sure I'll be able to help. ”

Yu Luoqi was indeed thinking about revenge at this time, but she didn't know who killed her father.

"Wait, what is this?" she suddenly noticed that there was a large amount of black ink scattered on the floor. "This ...... It's the Fatu left by Daddy!"

Daddy Yu's qualifications are very good, his cultivation is also high, and he is good at drawing law maps, and there are few opponents among ordinary monks. The ink scattered around him was the last picture he left behind before his death.

This magic map is not a painting, but an image that requires aura to open, and it is a rare spell that ordinary monks may not have heard of.

Yu Luoqi gritted her teeth, and some joy appeared in her heart.

"This must be the information of the murderer left by Daddy. She gritted her teeth and poured aura into the ink, "Don't worry, Daddy, my daughter will avenge you!"

As the aura is infused, ink gushes out of the ground like a fountain, and the amount increases, like dark clouds, burrowing out of the house and rising into the sky.

Yu Luoqi chased out of the house and looked at the sky. The ink is constantly changing in the air like an ink animation. The black ink transforms into human form, and there are three, two adults and one child. The clear blue sky becomes the canvas, and a few wisps of clouds make the whole picture look relaxed and bright.

Looking at the three people composed of ink, Yu Luoqi raised her head and cried without warning, the kind of crying of a child.

"Dad, you left some information about the murderer to your daughter, how can you let your daughter avenge you!"

The sky is nothing more than the daily life of a family of three. The mother cooks and the father plays with his young daughter.

In the painting, Luo Qi, who is only five or six years old, smiles innocently and beats his father's back with a small fist. Daddy Yu opened and closed his lips and said something, which made the little fish Luo Qi angry, and clenched his fists and beat his father's back. The young and beautiful mother was laughing as she grabbed a spatula.

"My daughter has little strength...... There is no feeling of beating the back. That's what you said at the time......"

Yu Luoqi sat on the ground, wiped away her tears, and looked at the picture in the sky stupidly.

Drow couldn't see what was painted in ink in the sky, but he could feel that the intense and worrying emotion in Yu Luoqi's heart was slowly replaced by a calm sadness.

It's just that...... The revenge doesn't seem to have disappeared completely, but has only been suppressed temporarily.

"Dad, did you leave this Fatu because you think your daughter has no ability to avenge you?"

In the box, Yu Luoqi waved his hand, interrupting the supply of aura to the ink in the air. The ink shriveled and dried up in an instant, turning into a large black snow-like object that fell down.

In the black snowflakes composed of the dry ink, Yu Luoqi's expression distorted again, and she gritted her teeth and said to herself, "Dad, you were wrong this time. ”