The autumn wind and autumn rain were cool in his heart, Ding Ning, who had blown out the oil lamp, took off his coat, sat cross-legged on his bed, and took out the unexpected gift of Song Shenshu, the copper-colored coarse porcelain pill, and poured out the miserable white pill like a dead fish's eye.

"This is the Ning Yuan Pill that will only be used when the cultivators of the Third Realm are moving towards the Fourth Realm, don't tell me that you want to refine this pill now. ”

When he was looking at this elixir, in the darkness opposite him, the cold voice of the eldest grandson Qianxue through the curtain sounded again.

Because it was a matter of cultivation, Ding Ning replied very seriously: "Others may not be able to, but my exercises are different from others', so I can barely do it." ”

The eldest grandson Qianxue stopped talking, she knew that tonight was more important to Ding Ning, so she just closed her eyes quietly and lay down, and did not practice.

Ding Ning didn't say anything anymore, swallowed the miserable white pill like a dead fish's eye in his hand, crushed the coarse porcelain pill bottle, and then closed his eyes.

A spicy medicinal power started in his throat and quickly spread throughout his body.

The inconspicuous miserable white pill like the eyes of a dead fish quickly disappeared in his body, but the terrifying medicinal power seemed to have turned into an incomparably large miserable white fish in his body.

The big white fish, many times larger than his body, began to swim freely in his body.

His meridians were quickly cracked, and the flesh and blood in his body couldn't withstand such a powerful medicinal qi at all, and the flesh and blood began to crack and dry up.

If you change any of the other cultivators, you will definitely die in the next moment, turning into countless pieces of flesh and blood.

However, at this moment, the sound of silkworms sounded in the darkness.

The sound of silkworms became more and more dense, but not the sound of gnawing on mulberry leaves, but the sound of countless rustling, as if spinning silk.

Ding Ning's body began to shine with a faint light.

It was as if countless invisible silkworms had crawled to the surface of his body and began to spin silk.

Countless filaments visible to the naked eye formed outside of his body.

Each of these filaments seems to be the true essence of a cultivator above the Three Realms, like a condensate extraction, and it contains powerful power.

It's just unimaginable that the colors of each filament are very mixed, and it looks like a variety of different colors of true elements are spliced together.

The colorful silk shuttled outside Ding Ning's body, gradually forming a huge cocoon.

Ding Ning inside was silent, and it seemed that even his body temperature had disappeared.

At dawn, a faint silkworm sound sounded in the silent giant cocoon, and the strange cocoon silk suddenly broke inch by inch, and dissipated again into an invisible vitality between heaven and earth.

Ding Ning opened his eyes and woke up.

A dead aura that even the strongest cultivators could not perceive escaped from his body and spread through the air.

Countless insects and pigs in the depths of the soil, who perceive countless times stronger than humans, have sensed this kind of qi, as if they are afraid that bad luck will befall them, they have desperately fled away from this small courtyard.

Ding Ning sat up slowly, feeling the strong flow of true qi in his body, as if countless rain and dew were constantly seeping into his bones, he knew that it was indeed the same as he imagined, Song Shenshu's unexpected gift made him directly improve from the second realm to the second realm, and the strength of his true qi had increased several times.

"An elixir that can greatly increase the chances of a cultivator of the upper grade of the Three Realms breaking through the realm, but it only treats some of your injuries and allows you to go from the lower grade of the second realm to the middle grade of the second realm, don't you think it is a waste?"

The eldest grandson Qianxue had already gotten up, and was sitting on the dressing table beside the bed combing her hair at this time, she didn't look at Ding Ning, but said in her usual cold tone.

Her carefully combed appearance was amazingly beautiful, and the faint morning light penetrated into the window lattice at this time, and Ding Ning was a little stupid for a while.

The eldest grandson Qianxue raised her eyebrows slightly, and her face was slightly cold.

Ding Ning coughed lightly and said, "It's okay to waste a little, the real point of cultivation is whether you can wait or not." And I know a lot of things, but the key is whether you can get it or not, whether you can use it. ”

"Don't wait... There is some truth to this statement. ”

The eldest grandson, Qianxue, continued to comb her hair and said seriously.

Hearing her rare compliment, Ding Ning felt that she might be more polite next, but what made him helpless was that the voice of the eldest grandson Qianxue was cold again: "Don't get tired of being on the bed anymore, go open the door." ”

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Although there is a whole wall of things and people to remember, in a place like Changling, even cultivators above the Five Realms may die in one night, so for Ding Ning, all he can do now is to practice and wait.

The door that should be opened still needs to be opened.

After five or six days of drizzling autumn rain, it finally cleared, and there was still no head and face in the Shendu Prison into the wine shop, Ding Ning knew that the preparation volume about himself had been thrown into the brazier and burned, and the most dangerous period should have passed, and for a long time in the future, the group of Shendu Prison officials with a nose more sensitive than hunting dogs would never waste their strength on themselves again.

A burst of autumn rain and a chill.

Although the weather has been sunny for several days, the cold is getting stronger and stronger, and the white frost finally hangs on the black roof in the early morning.

It's just that the road is dry, and there are more cars and horses, but the business of the liquor store is getting better and better.

It was still early in the morning, when it was time to eat morning noodles, Ding Ning, who had changed into a new thin jacket, was holding a large coarse porcelain bowl for eating noodles on weekdays, drinking the remaining noodle soup while looking at a pond not far away.

There are some yellowing sycamore leaves floating in the pond.

Ding Ning thought stupidly that the water in the water prison must have become very cold.

But how do you get into the deepest cell in the water prison?

Inextricably linked, like the yellow leaves on the tree are constantly falling, but there is still no clue and no way to form.

At this moment, at the end of the alley, Shi Shiran walked over a yellow-shirted master.

This master is more than forty years old, with a short beard, a clear face, a rectangular face, and an amiable smile.

The yellow-shirted master looked at the soles of his feet, avoided the filth, and walked all the way to Ding Ning, smiled at Ding Ning, who was staring at him up and down, and saluted: "This little boss is surnamed Ding?"

Ding Ning put down the empty noodle bowl, returned the salute, and asked curiously, "My surname is Ding, who is Mr.?"

"My surname is Xu, and my single name is a year character. ”

The yellow-shirted master smiled, stretched out his hand and clicked on the wine shop behind Ding Ning, and said kindly: "I'm here to collect rent today." ”

Ding Ning was slightly stunned: "Rent collection?"

"It's a safe rent paid on the first day of January. Master Huang explained with a light smile.

Ding Ning frowned, and said suspiciously: "Are you mistaken, I have already handed it over this month." ”

Master Huang Shirt smiled: "It's not that I'm mistaken, it's just that the rent collected here by two floors in the past will be collected by our Jinlin Tang from today." ”

Ding Ning's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked at the yellow-shirted master carefully again.

The yellow-shirted master still looked patient and calm, smiling and letting Ding Ning look at it.

Ding Ning thought for a while and asked, "If what you said is true, why don't you go to another shop, and as soon as you walk into us, you will come directly to me?"

The yellow-shirted master smiled again: "Who doesn't know that Wutong Luoli is the little boss, your wine shop has the best business, now is early, and half an hour later, the guests here should be almost full." Go to the shop of the little boss first, this is our rule, and it is also a good start. ”

"That seems to be a good idea. Ding Ning rubbed his face, smiled slightly, and said, "But I think Mr. will come back to collect the rent in three or five days, right?"

Master Yellow-shirted looked at him curiously, "Why?"

Ding Ning said seriously: "The money for doing business can be delayed for a few days, and I can't guarantee that Mr. is a charlatan, deceiving me when I am young and deceiving me, after a few days, Mr. will not be broken leg, and he can come again, which means that Mr. is not a liar, and the rent does not need to be handed over to the two-story old Ji and them, it should be handed over to you." ”

The yellow-shirted master laughed.

Although he was dismissed by Ding Ning, he was very happy and smiled very sincerely.

Looking at Ding Ning, who was serious and clear-eyed, he couldn't help but reach out and pat Ding Ning's shoulder, "The little boss is right, I'll collect the rent in a few days, but my disciple is lacking, why don't you follow me?"

Ding Ning raised his eyebrows: "What's the benefit?"

"Even if you can't become a cultivator, you can at least have a skill, which is much more interesting than cleaning the shop and selling alcohol here. "Master Huang Shirt is right.

When the word "cultivation" is mentioned, this is the highest thing in Daqin, but Ding Ning simply picked up the noodle bowl, turned around and walked back to the shop, and dropped a sentence, "I'll wash the dishes." ”

The yellow-shirted master was slightly stunned, and immediately figured out that the other party felt that he would have to wait a few days to collect the rent, and then he would see the doorway clearly, and now he would say something else higher, it was all nonsense.

He felt that this young man was more interesting, his knowledge was even more extraordinary, and the brilliance in his eyes was even stronger.

......

"Even two floors of business were robbed, what happened again... What kind of path is this Jinlin Tang, even a master who collects rent is actually a cultivator who has passed the second realm. It's true that the people who should come don't come, and the people and things that shouldn't come are chaotic. ”

It's just that what this yellow-shirted master didn't know was that Ding Ning, who walked into the wine shop, was extremely annoyed.

(Well, I sincerely wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, and more sincerely ask for collections, ask for tickets)