The Emperor is Above

Chapter 81 Advancement to the Ninth Level Warrior Realm

Qing Yi rashly ate an eighth-grade spiritual fruit but did not feel any discomfort.

Feel it carefully, your body is stronger, your strength is greater, and even your soul and mind are noticeably stronger.

Tu Shigu and Gongsun Wu were extremely surprised. They had both witnessed similar lessons with their own eyes, and they couldn't help but look at the old man Shi who was laughing non-stop.

"Come again! Come again!"

Old Man Shi waved his hands again, and more colorful spiritual fruits flew in from all directions, filling up the small basket in a blink of an eye.

He placed it in front of Yi and said with a smile: “Your cultivation is different from others, I would like to see how strong your physique can be.

You can eat as much as you can from this basket of spiritual fruits. I will be there to protect you and will not let anything get you into trouble."

"Oh, there is such a good thing?" Qing Yi couldn't help licking his lips. The taste of the spiritual fruit just now was really delicious. He smiled and said, "Then I won't be polite."

He picked up the spiritual fruit in the basket and took a big bite. Suddenly, the facial features on Qing Yi's face almost twisted together. The taste of this spiritual fruit made him feel so painful that he wanted to die.

Different from the previous spiritual fruits which were mainly for their delicious taste, this time the whole basket of spiritual fruits was almost only helpful for spiritual practice, but the taste was unacceptable.

Old Man Shi smiled and encouraged, "Eat it quickly. The fruit in your hand is very beneficial to your soul, especially the first one you eat will have the greatest effect. Try eating a few in a row."

Qing Yi really wanted to say that he was cheated, but his obviously strengthening spirit made him realize that what Old Man Shi said was not wrong, so he could only grit his teeth and continue eating.

Seeing Qing Yi's face twisted with pain but still insisting on eating the spiritual fruit, Tun Shigu couldn't help but secretly wipe his sweat: Who says spiritual fruits must be delicious?

Gongsun Wu's eyes widened in amazement. Qing Yi was not even at the ninth level of a warrior at the time, but he was able to shoot and kill a primary totem warrior of the Blood Wolf Tribe with his physical strength. Now that he has eaten so many spiritual fruits, how strong will he be?

"Well, not bad, not bad!"

Old Man Shi stared at Qing Yi, whose aura was growing stronger and stronger, and nodded with satisfaction. He smiled and said, "I think this basket of spiritual fruits will be enough."

At this moment, although Qing Yi was sitting steadily, he felt that every inch of his skin, every muscle, and every bone was constantly being beaten.

It was as if being torn into pieces and then constantly put together, and his internal organs seemed to be in turmoil. His appearance was first pale and then turned blood red, as if his flesh and blood would collapse at any time.

Just when his soul was almost unable to hold on, the emerald green jade bead that had not appeared for a long time suddenly appeared in his soul, and his soul, which was almost disintegrated, became stable in an instant.

His body, which had been in excruciating pain, was illuminated by the faint green light released by the jade bead. Suddenly, a cool and comfortable feeling spread throughout his body, making Qing Yi unable to help but let out a cry of comfort.

After opening his eyes, foul-smelling mucus was still coming out of Qing Yi's pores. Old Man Shi just waved his hand lightly, and the foul-smelling mucus disappeared completely.

"How do you feel now, little Yi?" Old Man Shi cleaned up Qing Yi without hesitation and said with a mischievous smile, "This basket of fruits tastes good, right?"

Qing Yi was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Except for a few fruits in this basket that were edible, most of them were a torture to eat.

However, he had to admit the effectiveness of these spiritual fruits, but he was puzzled: "Now my physical strength is probably close to ten thousand pounds, but I still haven't reached the ninth-grade strongman realm. It's really strange!"

"Not strange, not strange, have another cup of tea!" Old Man Shi shook his head and poured most of the tea into the teacup in front of Qing Yi. After thinking for a while, he poured half for Tun Shigu and Gongsun Wu.

He was still mumbling: "This handsome boy has good talent. He is still useful after drinking it. It's a waste to give it to you, little fat boy."

Something that Old Man Shi valued so much couldn't be just any tea. Qing Yi, Gongsun Wu, and Tun Shigu all carefully picked up the teacups and savored them carefully.

As soon as the golden and translucent tea was brought to B's mouth and nose, he felt a light and ethereal breath rushing from his nostrils to the top of his head, making him feel as if he was floating in the air.

The tongue tastes it gently and drinks it involuntarily. It seems as if only the soul exists in the whole person, traveling between heaven and earth, observing the abundance of all things, and enjoying the great freedom of the human world.

When he was about to cruise the starry sky, he seemed to have hit an invisible wall. His whole soul trembled uncontrollably, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already awake.

After waking up, he felt that the warm current in his body could flow through his meridians under the guidance of his thoughts, cleansing the subtle parts that could not be reached before the tempering.

"Old Man Shi, I finally reached the ninth rank!" Qing Yi couldn't help but shout out in joy. At the same time, Tu Shigu and Gongsun Wu also shouted in surprise:

"I am also at the ninth level of the warrior realm!"

"I have reached the upper eighth rank, and I will definitely be able to advance to the lower seventh rank this year!"

Old Man Shi was not shocked at all. He nodded to Gongsun Wu and Tu Shigu, and smiled at Qing Yi, saying, "It's better to be stronger. Although the king let you off lightly this time, there will be people who will cause trouble for you later.

Qianye, that old guy, is very stingy. Even if you just fight with his disciple's nephew, someone will plot against you without him saying anything. So come to my place and eat some fruit when you have nothing to do."

Qing Yi immediately pretended to be sad and said, "In that case, Old Man Shi, you can help people to the end. Why don't you give me some spiritual medicine seeds and I can go home and try to grow them myself."

"You are so rude, you little brat, you are eating and taking things!" Old Man Shi scolded him with a smile and asked, "Do you think it is so easy to grow spiritual herbs?

The soil needed to cultivate spiritual medicine alone must be soil made from rotten spiritual tree leaves, and then mixed with a large amount of crystal stone powder, otherwise the spiritual medicine will not be able to survive without sufficient spiritual energy. "

"Isn't this the treasure we just presented for spring plowing?"

Qing Yi also smiled and said, "When the king grants me the title of a corporal, I will apply to him to enter the Imperial College to study rune formations and pharmacists, and I will naturally learn by then."

"Your idea is not bad, but don't be too ambitious. I will give you ten of the simplest spiritual herb seeds first. Try to cultivate them for a while. If you can successfully cultivate the spiritual herbs, it will be easy!"

Old Man Shi thought about it and gave some advice without hesitation.

“If the first batch of spiritual herbs grow well, it means that the spiritual soil cultivation is basically successful. After half a year, you can try to cultivate one or two spiritual medicine seedlings.

If you can master the rune formation yourself, it will be more effective in cultivating spiritual medicine. But seeing how greedy you are, I'm afraid you'll bite off more than you can chew!"

Qing Yi listened carefully to Old Man Shi's advice, Gongsun Wu looked thoughtful, and Tun Shigu took this opportunity to continue eating several spiritual fruits that were suitable for his level of cultivation.

At this time, Niuniu ran in with great effort, holding the little fox and the civet cat, and said with a happy face: "Grandpa, look, the little fox can burp after eating the fruit."

(End of this chapter)