Cultivation Of Immortality: Double Cultivation With Thousand Times Experience

They used their spiritual senses to sense carefully and found that the source of the vibration came from the secret room where Jì Hou was in seclusion. They couldn't help but feel nervous, "Oh no, could it be that your husband had an accident during the seclusion?"

"Quick, let's go take a look!" Before they finished speaking, the two of them turned into two streams of light and rushed outside Jì Hou's retreat room.

"Huh?" Yuan Zhihong exclaimed softly, a trace of surprise flashed in her bright eyes, "How come the aura in your husband's room has become so strong? This aura is not only unusually thick, but also warm and pleasant, as if there is something there. Life in general, we can also draw nourishment from it.”

The two of them were curious about this sudden change and stopped in front of Jì's house door. Just as they were hesitating whether to break the tranquility and push the door in to check on Jì Hou, a familiar and energetic voice suddenly came from inside the house: "Hong'er, Yun'er, what are you doing standing outside? Come in quickly. Bar."

Hearing Jì Hou's energetic and unmistakable voice, the stones hanging in the hearts of the two women instantly fell. They looked at each other and smiled, then gently opened the door and walked in hand in hand.

As soon as he entered the room, the first thing that caught his eye was the figure of Jì Hou sitting cross-legged on the floor. His face was focused and his hands were waving in the air, like a painter painting on an invisible scroll.

Blue mana flowed like a stream between his fingers, and mysterious runes were written out by it. Then they floated to the surrounding walls and were embedded in them accurately. All the runes were arranged in an orderly manner, like the precise trajectory of celestial bodies. .

After observing for a moment, Yao Yun asked softly: "Husband, are you setting up a formation?"

She comes from a family that has cultivated immortality for thousands of years, and has seen many formations arranged by formation masters. Those formation masters usually need to use some special materials and carve runes on them to construct formations.

However, at this moment, Jì Hou did not need any physical carrier and directly drew talismans in the air to form the formation. This unique technique was undoubtedly very different from her previous knowledge.

Jì Hou smiled and nodded in response: "Yes, I have just improved the spirit gathering array in the attic. It not only greatly enhanced the spirit gathering effect, but also made the gathered spiritual energy softer and purer. Now even the third-level spirit gathering array is turned on at full power. , you can also easily absorb and utilize it, and the absorption rate has been increased several times."

After hearing this, Yuan Zhihong's beautiful eyes flashed with joy, and she smiled sweetly: "So that's it. We felt a significant improvement in spiritual energy at the door just now. We were still wondering, but we didn't expect that it was my husband's handiwork."

Jì Hou nodded with satisfaction. Following his movements, there was a crackling sound all over his body. It was the crisp sound of bones stretching and tendons returning to their proper positions.

He sat here for a whole month and barely moved. Although he was a little stiff at this time, as a golden elixir monk, his physical body was extremely strong. In just a short moment, he was back to his original state. He stood up slowly and announced that the retreat was successfully completed.

The retreat was extremely rewarding. Jì Hou, who practiced in retreat, was immersed in the world of formations, like a fish swimming in the boundless ocean of knowledge. He not only successfully honed the skills of a third-level formation master to perfection.

In the process of studying the mysteries of formations, it was as if I had unearthed a treasure, and I accidentally glimpsed the secret of how formations and spells can be integrated and used. This undoubtedly opened up new possibilities for his future cultivation path, and also laid a solid foundation for his improvement in strength.

However, behind the harvest there is always huge sacrifice. From the first-level array mage's perfect breakthrough to the second-level perfection, Jì Hou has exhausted 60,000 experience points, and this time when he hit the third-level perfection, he squandered 960,000 experience points like a downpour.

This consumption far exceeded his expectations. Looking at the experience value display in front of him, which showed that there were only 526,500 points left, Jì Hou frowned and secretly planned the next step of gaining experience.

At this moment, his eyes were locked on his beloved wife Yao Yun, and his fiery eyes seemed to penetrate everything, making Yao Yun's cheeks dyed with a shy blush.

She softly called "Husband", her voice was like an oriole emerging from the valley, clear and sweet.

Jì Hou stepped forward, gently took Yao Yun into her arms, and said affectionately: "Yun'er, I haven't seen you for a month. My husband really misses you like crazy."

He knew very well that Yao Yun still had more than one million untapped experiences to gain. Although the amount was not huge, at this stage, it was his only stable source of experience.

"Yun'er, we haven't practiced the 'Tai Shang Sensing Technique' together for a month. I wonder if your cultivation has deteriorated. Come on, let me help you check it carefully." Jì Hou whispered in Yao Yun's ear, her tone There is a hint of cunning and expectation in it.

When Yao Yun heard this, her cheeks turned as red as a ripe apple. She lowered her eyes slightly and said shyly: "Husband, it's still daytime..."

Jì Hou smiled evilly and waved his right hand casually. The entire cave suddenly became dim, as if night had fallen. Only the flickering candles in the room cast the shadows of several people, creating a quiet and mysterious atmosphere.

Faced with Jì Hou's ability to manipulate the environment at will, Yao Yun was stunned with surprise, her mouth slightly opened, and her innocent and charming look made people unable to help but feel moved.

Jì Hou saw this and was filled with joy. She took this opportunity to give him a passionate and passionate kiss. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, but the emotions between the two continued to flow.

Yuan Zhihong on the side saw that Jì Hou and Yao Yun were so close, and her face darkened instantly.

There was a burst of sadness in her heart. The first moment after her husband ended his retreat, it was not her who he was looking for, but Yao Yun. This made her feel a little unbearable, so she planned to quietly exit the room so as not to disturb their world.

However, the moment Yuan Zhihong moved lightly and was about to step out of the room, an invisible force pulled her back like a magnet. When she suddenly came to her senses, she had already fallen into Jì Hou's generous In the warm embrace, Yao Yun nestled side by side on him.

Jì Hou's big hand gently touched Yuan's tender red cheek, and the familiar warmth made her heart tremble.

"Hong'er, where do you want to go? Don't you want to accompany your husband?" Jì Hou's voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of a smile.

Yuan Zhihong's nose was slightly sour, and she resisted tears as she responded: "Aren't you going to practice the 'Tai Shang Sensing Technique' with sister Yun'er? I won't be in the way here."

When Jì Hou heard this, she laughed loudly and gently pinched Yuan Zhihong's delicate nose with her fingertips, "Are you jealous, Hong'er?"

When Yuan Zhihong heard this, she quickly turned her head, her eyes flashed, and she stubbornly retorted: "No!"

Jì Hou's smile became softer. He tightened his arms around the two women, as if he wanted to integrate them into his life: "There is no need to argue, you are both my beloved. Today we will practice the 'Tai Shang Sensing Technique' together." Bar."

Jì Hou smiled leisurely and contentedly, but she never expected that Yuan Zhihong's face changed drastically when she heard this. She raised her head in shock, her voice unable to conceal the shock: "Could you be joking, husband?"

At the same time, Yao Yun also had a look of fear on her face and waved her hands to refuse: "Husband, it's absolutely impossible. It's better to practice alone. This way is really..."

Yao Yun, who came from a well-known family, could not accept the idea of ​​three people practicing such a private and profound technique at the same time. It would undoubtedly be extremely shameful for her.

Seeing this, Yuan Zhihong tried hard to break free from Jì Hou's arms, but as a Jindan monk, Jì Hou was extremely strong, and his arms were as hard as iron. No matter how hard Yuan Zhihong tried, he could not push him away.

At this moment, she could only look at Jì Hou with helpless eyes, her eyes full of pleading: "Husband..."

There was a hint of helplessness and guilt in Jì Hou's tone at this moment, as if she was under heavy pressure. His deep eyes shone with determination under the candlelight, but there was also a hint of exhaustion that could not be concealed.

"Madam, my cultivation is about to face a huge bottleneck. I may need to find another partner in the short term to break through the shackles."

Hearing these words, Yuan Zhihong and Yao Yun stopped their movements in unison, focusing their focused eyes on Jì Hou, and the atmosphere instantly became solemn. Jì Hou paused for a moment, giving the two women time to understand and digest his decision.

He continued to explain: "The Taoist companion I am looking for this time may be completely different from you, Yun'er. She may be more domineering and independent. You must learn to unite and face it together. You understand, as the husband of both parties, I will help No one is suitable, so only by strengthening yourself can you maintain balance in this big family."

Jì Hou's words were like the spring breeze blowing on her face, gentle yet firm. He gently held the two girls in his arms, all his emotions contained in the silent embrace.

Yuan Zhihong and Yao Yun had complicated expressions on their faces. They knew the uniqueness of Jì Hou's way of cultivation. Every time they formed a new Taoist couple, it would bring about a huge leap in the realm of cultivation.

Although there may be more Taoist monks joining them in the future, they have already been mentally prepared, and Jì Hou's words just now deeply touched their heartstrings.

Thinking that a powerful Taoist couple might appear in the future and threaten their status in Jì Hou's heart, the two women couldn't help but feel tense and snuggled tightly into Jì Hou's arms for comfort.

"Husband, no matter how many Taoist companions you have in the future, please never forget me..." Yuan Zhihong's voice was as low as the buzz of mosquitoes, with a choked pleading.

Yao Yun also had tears in her eyes and echoed with a firm gaze: "Husband, me too, please don't forget me no matter what."

Jì Hou hugged them tightly, and as a man, the promise came from the bottom of his heart: "No matter how the future changes, I will never forget each of you."

After receiving Jì Hou's solemn promise, the two women felt a little relieved and smiled with relief again.

"Husband, please blow out the candles..." Yuan Zhihong raised her blushing face slightly, her voice filled with anticipation and nervousness.

Yao Yun's cheeks were so red that she could almost bleed. As a lady from a well-known family, although she felt some inner resistance to such a thing, she was willing to work hard to adapt and accept it for herself and Jì Hou.

Jì Hou is right, only if they unite as one can they be invincible in the fierce "competition" in the future.

"I promise to make every lady feel 'at home'." Jì Hou smiled mischievously and blew lightly. The breeze circled the room, and the burning candles were extinguished instantly, leaving only three people in the room. The sound of breathing interweaves a different kind of harmony in the silence.