Although, Wang Xiaokan has never mentioned it since he was in retreat. However, he knew in his heart that he was very depressed about these sixteen years, and this was about to become a knot in his heart.

"It's just a rush, it will take so long, so what will I do after that?" As soon as he thought of this, Wang Xiaokan frowned fiercely, unable to let go.

He hadn't forgotten that there were a total of thirteen layers of Qi training, which meant that he would have to do this nine more times!

If he was so unlucky every time, and it took so long, wouldn't he be finished? He still wanted to make money by alchemy, even if he hadn't practiced, Wang Xiaokan knew that it was a profession that burned money, elixir, and time!

"However, the lifespan of a monk is fixed, and there is no way to continue his life until he has crossed the higher ranks. If in the future, I ......" He seemed to think of something, and his face was extremely ugly.

The maximum lifespan of a monk in the Qi cultivation period is not more than one hundred and thirty years old. And within these 130 years, they must successfully build the foundation to get rid of the shadow of death!

And Wang Xiaokan, just crossing the gap of one layer, it took a full sixteen years!

Even when Kang comforted him in every possible way and said: "Master, don't worry, you have space in your hands, what's so scary?" The ratio between the inside and outside of the space is big, what do you have is kung fu, slowly upgrade, don't worry, ah......" He still couldn't let go.

This, influenced, his plans for the future. Moreover, this is also a heavy blow, which makes Wang Xiaokan understand that even if he has space in his hands and good luck, there is never a shortcut on the way to cultivation.

Either work hard or ...... Perish!

Thinking of the previous cultivation, the protagonist can casually cross several major realms, and he can become a Jindan and Yuanying at the age of one or two hundred, Wang Xiaokan has known since he learned about this world that those nonsense words are all made up blindly.

"I'll just say, how can it be so easy to get the Great Dao? Like those protagonists in fantasy, fight monsters, upgrade and upgrade, bubble beauties, and accept little brothers, and you can smoothly ascend to the fairy world. Then, how can there be so few monks who have attained the Dao?" Wang Xiaokan gritted his teeth and snorted with disdain.

He had also read some of the records of the Bixia Sect, and knew how dangerous those monks would be once they were trapped in the bottleneck! If there were not enough pills or exercises to replenish, or what good luck would have allowed him to break the bottleneck. Then, his life is over.

"Tianxuan Continent, those who have spiritual roots, one of ten thousand, can enter the immortal gate, pass on the exercises, and teach the Tao...... Those who can induce qi into the body and achieve the capital of cultivating immortals are one in a thousand...... The road of cultivating immortals is rugged and difficult, and those who are too fetters and have low talent and understanding are rarely famous...... Surrounded by things and not extricating themselves, the empty consumption of longevity is also ......"

At the beginning, when he saw these words, Wang Xiaokan just sighed twice, it was difficult to cultivate immortals. However, he never thought that one day, he would also become, the kind of person who "wastes life"!

It wasn't until he cultivated seriously that he had a deeper perception of the data in it, and he really understood how difficult it was to cultivate the truth!

"This time is in the past, but it took me a full 16 years of hard work to improve a small grade! If I really encounter any bottleneck period in the future, then wouldn't I really be finished?" As soon as he thought of this, Wang Xiaokan felt that his scalp was numb and he shuddered.

However, he forgot that the sixteen years in the space were only in the outside world, but only the past two years. His cultivation speed, in the eyes of others, is simply not too fast. Not to mention the Heavenly Spirit Root, even some mutated single Spirit Roots with a little bit of comprehension may not be able to catch up. He's still here to worry about everything, and that's enough.

However, Wang Xiaokan does not have this consciousness, not to mention, in his opinion, the cheating device of space is not omnipotent. He must rely on his own efforts, otherwise, in the future, what will he rely on to attain the Great Dao?

This incident was taken as a lesson by him and kept it in his heart. As soon as he thought of this, he clenched his fists fiercely and secretly warned himself: "You must store spiritual power in all directions and speed up your cultivation." "No more, repeat the mistakes of the past!

Originally, he was not in such a hurry, but the iron-clad time evidence of sixteen years, as well as the sentence that Dang Kang swore that "you must not use pills, you must cultivate step by step", made him have to tense, and the string in his brain was ready to improve his cultivation anytime and anywhere.

He was really afraid that without the accumulation of pills, his cultivation speed would slow down.

And when Wang Xiaokan finally completed the transformation of the aura in the crimson jade spirit rice, he breathed a long sigh of relief and opened his eyes, but he was shocked to see that there were six neat bowls in front of him, and all of them were clean and clean.

"I'll go, Dangkang, aren't you licking the plate?" Wang Xiaokan made an exaggerated mouth shape, and asked Cangtian speechlessly. Looking at such a clean bowl, he felt that he had touched the truth.

Dangkang's smirk made him confirm his guess. This made him can't help it, rolled his eyes widely, and was so angry that he didn't even want to speak.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, his expression changed, and his eyes staring at Dangkang became wrong. Dangkang thought it had done something wrong again, lowered his head, and didn't dare to say anything.

Wang Xiaokan suddenly thought that the aura in the crimson jade spirit rice was so rich, he just ate a little, and he would have to refine it for a long time. Then, his whole person was not good.

"Isn't it?, I just ate three spoonfuls, and I have to work hard to refine it for half a day, and it eats so much, and it doesn't react at all, God, this is too unfair, right?" This made him have a deeper understanding of Dangkang's big appetite.

After eating so much, Dangkang's tongue seemed to have eased up, although it was still a little painful to speak, but the desire for food still made it ignore Wang Xiaokan's unpredictable face, bravely opened his mouth, and said, "Master, that, I, I still want to eat." The voice was a little muffled, but the words were quite clear.

Wang Xiaokan fell down.

He rolled his eyes wide, and he didn't know what to say. However, when Kang turned a blind eye to this, he didn't care at all what his owner thought. All it could think about was the porridge that had cooled down in the pot.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaokan gritted his teeth and snorted angrily: "Dangkang, you are a pig, right? No, pigs are not as edible as you, so many bowls of porridge, can't they feed you?"