Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

"Since I invited you back, old man..."

"Yeah." Meng Xingchen's frowning brows stretched out.

"Although you meditate every day to get rid of the cold poison left by the ice phoenix, this is not a problem that can be solved immediately."

"And I think the method you use is relatively rough, and it can't bear the burden on your body. Naturally, it is impossible to detoxify all day long, but in your spare time, you always read "The Land of the Extreme South: Mineral Deposits" and other geographical records books without practicing. It's very weird! You can cultivate to level ninety-six, and there are only a few people in the entire Douluo Continent who can stand shoulder to shoulder with you, so you can't be a slacker with extraordinary talent?"

"This old man has put in as much effort as anyone else in his cultivation." Meng Xingchen took a sip of tea lightly.

"Naturally, talent is essential for the journey of cultivation, but it is not enough without hard work. Your old talent is not to the point where hard work can be ignored."

Meng Xingchen's mouth twitched slightly.

This kid still lacks the beatings of the society...

"So, I guess that your soul power is full now, but you have been unable to break through for a long time, so you are looking for other ways."

Meng Xingchen said slowly: "Are you saying that what the old man needs to cultivate now is not soul power but xinxing?"

"Yeah? Did I say that?" Dao Feng panicked.

How dare this little soul sect give advice to the title boss? !

"Hmph! If you speak frankly, even if you offend me, I forgive you."

Meng Xingchen snorted coldly, and he hesitated when he spoke, without the courage of a young man. Could it be that he is the kind of person with a small belly?

"Uh, it's like this, you've lived for hundreds of years, cultivated your body and cultivated your character for hundreds of years, your character should not be bad..."

"should?!"

"A slip of the tongue, yes."

"Although your aptitude is a hundred million points worse than mine, it is still very good. Generally speaking, as long as your talent is not blocked before level [-], and you have not suffered any serious damage, you have already broken through with your current conditions. There is a reason to stay naturally..."

"Continue." Meng Xingchen picked up the blue and white porcelain teacup.

"There are two main reasons why you can't break through your xinxing. One is that you can't cultivate your xinxing, which is not in line with you. The second is that you have knots in your heart. When the knots are opened, the level barriers are broken. But you keep a straight face all day long. I really can't tell."

For Dao Feng's ridicule, it was rare for Meng Xingchen not to blow his beard and stare.

"..."

The wine glass was put down, and a jar of unopened old wine was placed on the table.

Unpack silently.

In the rain, the kiosk overflows with the aroma of wine.

Just one smell, no need to drink, people are already drunk.

Fill the two bowls with fine nectar and jade liquid.

"Knife boy, have a drink with the old man."

Dao Feng scratched his head and hesitated, and finally said helplessly: "Although I never drink alcohol, I will break the precept for you today, but only one bowl is allowed."

"It's interesting to be your kid." Meng Xingchen smiled and replaced the small bowl with a sea bowl.

Dao Feng's face turned black, the old man is not kind!

"Done!"

The two drank.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Dao Feng lying in his arms in surprise.

Drunk, drunk? !

Meng Xingchen put down the sea bowl and curled his lips in disdain: "No wonder I never drink, and I will kill myself with this amount of alcohol."

However, he was very satisfied that he didn't use his soul power to force out the alcohol.

This kid is a little sincere!

"Huh?" His eyes suddenly turned to the rain curtain.

someone is coming?

"Old man, you can't be wrong, right?"

"Axiang, you can rest assured of my ability."

"There is someone in the gazebo in front, probably the kid named Daofeng."

"Go and see."

Meng Xingchen poured himself a glass of wine slowly, which was interesting.

In the rain, an old woman and an old man came walking through the mud.

The soul power is the clothing, although the rain is heavy, it cannot soak the body.

Zhu Zhuqing supported the blade, although someone was burying her face between her big white rabbits, but her gaze had already surrendered to the two figures that appeared in the rain.

Dragon Duke and Snake Woman? !

How are they here? !