Devouring Myriad Ghosts System

Li Daochong, who is in a state of sleep, enters the tenth layer of refining gas in the cultivation of the sea. The aura of the body is continuously purifying and gathering, so that the nine veins are slowly connected together, and the roots of the roots are unknowingly unconsciously.

Starting from the eighth floor of the refining, repairing each additional layer will be a qualitative leap.

The eleventh layer of refining gas is the top layer of the refining period. Once it breaks through, it is the gas gathering period, but the most crucial thing is the ten layers of refining gas. This layer will be the first layer of the nine veins.

If you want to break through this layer, you can't complete the breakthrough simply by increasing the aura. You must connect the nine veins together to form the root shape before you can enter the next layer.

Li Daochong is building the prototype in the sea of ​​cultivation. As long as the amount of aura is sufficient, he will enter the eleventh layer of refining water.

When the last thread was completely associated with another eight spiritual veins, Li Daochong made a long shout in the sea of ​​knowledge.

The power of thought goes to the next level, and the sea is clear.

The ten layers of refining are completely consolidated.

At this moment, Li Daochong finally recovered completely, and the body couldn't tell the comfort, and the whole person became different.

Li Daochong slowly opened his eyes, the sky was bright, the silver bottle was not around, stretched out a big lazy waist, and jumped from the bed, the body did not have any signs of numbness, more flexible than before.

The world in Li Daochong’s eyes has undergone some slight changes. In the end, he is not clear about himself. In short, he has become different.

Hey.

A **** mosquito flies over.

Li Daochong looked at it with his voice, but the half-centimeter-sized blood mosquitoes were clearly seen, and the wings that were shaken hundreds of times in a second were still clearly visible in Li Daochong’s eyes.

Li Daochong stretched out his index finger and gently slammed it. The poor **** mosquito instantly turned into a fly ash and disappeared.

Hey!

Li Daochong’s belly was rumbling.

Jingle.

The silver bottle opened the door and saw the washbasin that stood in the hands of Li Daochong standing on the edge of the bed and fell to the ground. The hot water stains soaked the ground, and the silver bottle legs were also sprinkled with water.

However, this girl seems to have no idea at this moment, but her lips are shaking and looking at Li Daochong.

Short silence for a few seconds, the silver bottle wowed a big cry, desperately rushed to Li Daochong, one hugged him, and refused to care for the master and servant.

"Young master, you wake up, you finally wake up, the silver bottle thinks you will never wake up again."

Li Daochong touched the silver bottle and his head, and opened his arms to hold the girl into his arms. The thin and delicate body can be hugged and thinner than before.

Li Daochong was distressed and softly said, "Well, don't cry, how can the young master not wake up, even if the king of Laos comes to pull the young master, the young master will never go with him, know why?"

The silver bottle looked up and looked at Li Daochong silly. He asked very well, "Why?"

Li Daochong couldn't help but scrape it on the small bottle of the silver bottle. "Because that young master can't eat the silver bottle, how can he stop after he hasn't eaten him for hundreds of years?"

The delicate face of the silver bottle suddenly turned red, and the crystal skin was about to drip out the water. The small hand smeared a tear and said seriously, "As long as the silver bottle can still be done, the younger master can eat for many years."

"Ha ha ha, that's better." Li Dao rushed to pinch the small face of the silver bottle and laughed on his back.

"Young master, are you hungry?" The silver bottle head was buried in Li Daochong's chest and was embarrassed, whispered.

"Hungry, very hungry, very hungry, are starving to death." Li Daochong said hungry and thirsty.

"Ah, then I will cook for the young master now." The silver bottle was shocked, and Li Daochong pushed away and ran out.

After a while, the outside kitchen came to the sound of cooking.

Li Daochong’s unspeakable warmth in his heart was surging. Standing at the door of the room, he saw the back of the busy silver bottle across the yard, and his face showed a very happy smile.

"Shantou, you have worked hard during this time, and wait for the end of the hegemony, the young master will take you around the blue bay star." Li Daochong sighed with apologies.

For what is cultivation, Li Daochong seems to have a new understanding at this time.

In less than half an hour, the silver bottle made a table of dishes, the amount is naturally enough, and now there is money, the young master does not care how much the amount of food, enough.

Of course, the taste did not have to be said.

No matter what the hotel restaurant is doing outside, in the eyes of Li Daochong, the best thing to do is the silver bottle.

Li Daochong is really hungry, and the wind and the clouds will generally eliminate the dishes on the table, and the bulging bottle in the mouth will keep boasting the silver bottle.

"Shantou, you also eat." Li Daochong took the vegetables to the silver bottle.

"You are not eaten by the young master, I am not hungry." The silver bottle smiled back and saw that the young master was happy, she was very satisfied.

"How to do it, eat together, hurry, obey, or the young master is not happy." Li Daochong pretending to be angry.

As long as Li Daochong is not happy, the silver bottle will panic immediately, and he will immediately listen to it.

This is not, the silver bottle immediately picked up the tableware and ate it, and did not care about the image. The food and the Li Daochong had a fight.

"Shantou, do you want to cultivate?" Li Daochong suddenly asked.

"Cultivate?" The silver bottle looked ignorant, so I looked at Li Daochong, "How can the young master, how can he cultivate?"

“Why not?” Li Daochong asked.

"The physique of the Kata Star is very weak in the human race and is not suitable for cultivation. In addition, the owner of the card slave does not want the card slave to be too powerful, which will threaten the status of the master." Silver bottle explained.

"Who said that you are weak, it is only that the slave owner is brainwashing you, and the young master sees that you are quite suitable for cultivation." Li Daochong retorted.

"Young master, you should practice well. The silver bottle does not need to be cultivated. The task of the silver bottle is to serve your daily life and make you feel comfortable." The silver bottle is bitter, but my heart sighs, the young master is really alive, and will take a chance A strange idea.

How can Karnu practice?

The silver bottle saw Li Daochong’s glare in his eyes, and suddenly he felt tired. The last time he was a card slave, it was not a property issue. The master and the servant discussed the night.

The young master will not short the brain, right?

"Silver bottle, you think about it, if you don't cultivate, how long is your life?" Li Daochong put down the tableware seriously.

In fact, Li Daochong suddenly thought that the silver bottle cultivation was to ensure her safety, and she could not stay with her.

The killer incident made Li Daochong feel awkward. If the killer is not only killing himself, but even killing people around him, the silver bottle is obviously the easiest to start.

Last time, I went to the Li family with the silver bottle and Li Tianyang. Otherwise, I don’t know what will happen. Now think about it, Li Daochong is afraid after a while.

Li Daochong knows that the silver bottle has been infused with slavery since birth. It is difficult to tell her reason, and she has changed her angle to guide her.

"Young master, the average life expectancy of Kanu is around 60, and the health is better to live to ~www.readwn.com~ is the limit." Silver bottle seriously back.

"Then, if I can become a Jindan monk like my dad, how long is it?" Li Daochong continued to ask.

The silver bottle looked at the head and thought, "The silver bottle is not very sure, but there should be a life of about 200."

Li Daochong laughed. "Yeah, if you die in front of me, who will serve me in the rest of the day?"

The silver bottle was suddenly sad and sad. "Yes, who will serve the young master at that time?"

Li Daochong continued to induce, "Shantou, you see, if you practice, you can enter the Golden Age, then you can not live to 200 years old, so can you continue to serve me?"

The silver bottle slaps, "Yeah, you are really smart."

Li Daochong smiled. "If you are not smart, how can you be a young master? From now on, you will practice. When I will give you two good ideas and exercises for you."

The silver bottle nodded, "Okay."

Determined to practice in the Golden Age, following the steps of the young master to live to two hundred years old, the silver bottle is serious.

The two masters and servants reached an agreement, Li Daochong opened a bottle of wine and a small drink in a silver bottle. Just finished drinking, Li Qingyao came back.

When Li Daochong woke up, Li Qingyao first burst into tears, but when the emotional emotions eased.

Li Qingyao looked at Li Daochong with a strange look.

"Silly girl, why are you looking at me? Is there something on my face?" Li Daochong touched his face.

"Brother, about your death, the school is mad." Li Qingyao speaks amazingly.

"Hey? My death?" Li Daochong stunned.

"correct."

"who said it?"

"Many people are saying that today Ouyang Qian came to ask me, you are dead and dead."