After the rolling press of the black brush, Daddy's face showed a relaxed look that he had never seen before. Seeing Daddy sleeping with a smile on his face, Lin Xiu put away the brush, covered the quilt for him, and then returned to his bed.

The reason why he didn't continue to condition Daddy was because Lin Xiu wasn't sure what the effect of this brush was. After all, it was a strange thing that he got by accident, and Lin Xiu didn't dare to use it for Daddy for too long.

"Let's take a look at Daddy's situation in the past few days, and if it is effective, I will use it several times a day for Daddy in the future. After thinking about it, he put the brush in his arms, and Lin Xiu slowly closed his eyes.

The sound of hummingbirds chirping from far and near, and the fragrance of peach blossoms comes to the nostrils. Lin Xiu opened his eyes and saw again that he had entered the Taoyuan Dream Realm with a white cloud.

Looking at this familiar beauty, Lin Xiu still shouted into the distance with some suspicion: "Dean Zeng, are you there?"

After a while, Dean Zeng's echo came from the sky: "Lin Xiu, you don't have to shout, I said that I will bring you here to cultivate every night in the future." Well...... Judging by the way you look, you should have already practiced the Qi Condensation Method I taught you last night during the day. ”

Lin Xiu couldn't see Dean Zeng's figure back and forth, so he said to the sky: "The student has indeed practiced, and there were still suspicions about last night's incident, but now it seems that this is all true." ”

Lin Xiu couldn't help but smile. Although Dean Zeng said that his talent was not suitable for cultivating immortals, Lin Xiu felt that he was very lucky to be able to practice this method of condensing qi. And deep in Lin Xiu's heart, he also secretly made up his mind: Even if I have mediocre talents, I will work hard to embark on this path of cultivating immortals in the future.

What are the benefits of cultivating immortals Lin Xiu doesn't know much, but at least he can cure Daddy's illness, if he really becomes a cultivator, the first thing he has to do is to never let anyone call Daddy "waste" again.

Dean Zeng smiled, "This is one of the 'Ten Layers of Dreams', the Taoyuan Dream Realm, which is the exquisite cultivation realm created by my ancestor, and I have only comprehended this first-layer Taoyuan Dream Realm so far, and it is not entirely true to say that it is true, but as long as you concentrate on cultivating here, the aura incorporated into your body will be several times more than when you were during the day, but as for how much you can absorb, it can only depend on your own creation." Okay, do your own thing, don't call me again, the old man should also meditate and cultivate. ”

"Yes. After Lin Xiu responded, he sat cross-legged on the white clouds and began to breathe and breathe.

Lin Xiu had already mastered the method of the Fa Absolute Method, and it was also very smooth to swallow. He soon felt that the aura pouring into the dantian was stronger than during the day, but every time he tried to introduce it into the veins, those breaths would disperse in a hurry.

"This is probably because I lack spiritual roots, so the spiritual energy cannot be absorbed by the body. Lin Xiu was not discouraged at all, the aura was dissipated in his body, and he spit it out again and continued to guide. After dozens of times, he finally felt a subtle aura pouring into the meridians around his body.

The refreshing feeling of shaking the whole body was very short-lived, but it also strengthened Lin Xiu's confidence. He continued to work hard, and although the subsequent breathing was not successful every time, the occasional cool feeling in the meridians still made Lin Xiu extremely excited.

In the distance, Dean Zeng indifferently opened his eyes and looked at Lin Xiu, and he sighed in his heart: "This kid's concentration is good, but it's a pity that his talent is too poor, according to his current speed, let alone condensation, it will take a long time to use it to treat his father." If it really doesn't work, I'll have to rescue it myself. But in this way, I have to risk being discovered by the senior brother again, alas...... It's no wonder that I can only comprehend the first layer of such a subtle ten-layer dream, where the heart is undecided, where the heart is undecided. ”

Earlier, Zeng Zengli secretly cleaned up that Wang Bo, which frightened Wang Bo into despair. Before throwing it out of the city, Zeng Li also erased this memory from his mind. After doing this, Dean Zeng quickly hid his body and cultivated. This place is only a thousand miles away from Zhong Nanshan, and if he is perceived by the soul of the senior brother, then his fifty years of hiding will be in vain, and he will not be able to resist the master's last words.

Master said to Zeng Li a long time ago, "You have a deep heart and a compassionate appearance, but this will disturb your concentration, and if you can't cut off this kindness, it will be difficult for you to become a great weapon in this life." ”

"Master is a person of the 'Heavenly Dao Flow' Great Cheng, and the assertion he made is really not false at all. But so what's the matter, at least I saved Lin Qi's life. It's just that...... If I can't comprehend the second layer of dreams, my cultivation will stay in the 'virtual realm' for the rest of my life, and I am only afraid that my longevity is approaching, and when the time comes, who should I entrust to these ten layers of dreams?"

While thinking about it, Zeng Li looked down at Lin Xiu, shook his head again, and said to himself: "Master said that these ten layers of dreams created by the ancestor have the ability to defy the sky, and if it is not entrusted to people, it will definitely cause a catastrophe. Lin Xiu's kid is indeed good, but there are too few spiritual roots, even if I give him the ten-layer dream realm, how can he bear it. There is a suitable one in Chang'an Town, but if the ten-layer dream realm is handed over to He Kun, then it is really a non-human being. ”

Zeng Li was frowning, and suddenly, he felt a strange thing appear in the Taoyuan dream. Looking around, I saw that a large amount of spiritual energy in the dream realm was surging in the direction of Lin Xiu, forming a spiral ring around him, and the scene was very strange.

Zeng Li was greatly surprised, but when he saw Lin Xiu's body again, the aura absorbed could not be said to be nothing, but it was just like that. Zeng Li, who thought that the ancestor had manifested his spirit, suddenly sighed again, and said secretly: "The aura of the entire dream realm is for him to absorb alone, but the effect is minimal. ”

So, Zeng Li calmed down and felt that he should still focus on himself, and as for the matter of finding the successor of the dream realm, it was up to the destiny of heaven.

In mid-air, Lin Xiu was still engrossed in exhaling the aura, he didn't realize that a large amount of aura in the dream was absorbed by the black brush, and it was only incomprehensible. The aura of the Taoyuan Dream Realm is as thick as the Hanhai, almost inexhaustible, and the black pen is not an idle thing, so even Dean Zeng is not aware of it at all.

After absorbing the aura for a while, the black pen slowly moved a few times in Lin Xiu's arms, and the black hairs swept Lin Xiu's stomach, as if he was deliberately teasing Lin Xiu naughtily, making Lin Xiu itch for a while. Lin Xiu didn't care, he was looking forward to incorporating more aura and where he could take care of the itching on his body, he just patted his chest hard, and then continued to vomit.

The black pen seemed to find it boring, so he no longer bothered Lin Xiu, and instead concentrated the surrounding aura towards himself more quickly.

Although the brush is small, the aura it incorporates is by no means comparable to that of Lin Xiu or even Zeng Li. When he woke up, when Lin Xiu was still happy that he had absorbed a total of sixteen silk-thick spiritual qi in his dream, the black pen was already impatient, and began to quietly pour his spiritual energy into Lin Xiu's body little by little through the hairs of the pen tip.