Devouring Myriad Ghosts System

In the state of deep sleep, Li Daochong entered the tenth level of Qi refining in the cultivation of the sea of ​​consciousness. The spiritual energy in his body was continuously purified and gathered, making the nine meridians slowly connected together. Unknowingly, the embryonic form of the spiritual root took shape.

Starting from the eighth level of Qi Refining, each additional level of cultivation will be a qualitative leap.

The eleventh level of Qi refining is the top level of the Qi refining period, and once it breaks through, it will be the Qi gathering period, but the real key is the tenth level of Qi refining, which will be the level where the nine meridians are fused.

If you want to break through this level, you can't complete the breakthrough by simply increasing the spiritual energy. You must connect the nine veins together to form the embryonic form of the spiritual root before you can enter the next level.

Li Daochong built the prototype in the cultivation of the sea of ​​consciousness. As long as the amount of spiritual energy is sufficient, it will be a matter of course to enter the eleventh level of Qi refining.

When the last spiritual vein was completely connected with the other eight spiritual veins, Li Daochong let out a long whistle in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The power of thought has been improved to a higher level, and the sea of ​​consciousness is clear.

The tenth level of Qi Refining was completely consolidated.

At this moment, Li Daochong finally fully recovered, his body felt indescribably comfortable, and his whole spirit became different.

Li Daochong slowly opened his eyes, the sky was already bright, Yin Ping was not by his side, he stretched a lot, and jumped off the bed, his body showed no sign of numbness, and he was more flexible than before.

The world in Li Daochong's eyes has changed slightly again. He can't tell what is different. In short, it has become different.

hum.

A blood mosquito flew by.

Li Daochong followed the sound, but every move of the half-centimeter-sized blood mosquito was clearly seen, and even the wings that vibrated hundreds of times a second were still clearly visible in Li Daochong's eyes.

Li Daochong stretched out his index finger, flicked it lightly, and the poor blood mosquito instantly turned into flying ash and disappeared.

Cuckoo!

There was a hollow sound like a drum beating in Li Daochong's stomach.

bang.

Yin Ping pushed open the door and saw the washbasin in the hands of Li Daochong who was standing by the bed fell to the ground, the hot water soaked the ground, and water was also sprinkled on Yin Ping's legs and feet.

But the girl didn't seem to notice it at the moment, she just looked at Li Daochong foolishly with trembling lips.

After a few seconds of silence, Yin Ping burst into tears, threw herself at Li Daochong desperately, and hugged him, regardless of the dignity of master and servant.

"Master, you woke up, you finally woke up, Yin Ping thought you would never wake up again."

Li Daochong touched Yin Ping's small head, opened his arms and embraced the girl, his thin and delicate body could be hugged, and he was even thinner than before.

Li Daochong was very distressed, and said softly, "Okay, don't cry, how can the young master not wake up, even if the king of hell came to pull the young master, the young master would never go with him, do you know why?"

Yin Ping looked up at Li Daochong foolishly, and asked cooperatively, "Why?"

Li Daochong couldn't help scratching Yin Ping's small upturned nose, and said, "Because then the young master won't be able to eat the food made by Yin Ping, how can we give up if we don't eat him for hundreds of years?"

Yin Ping's delicate face was flushed instantly, and her crystal clear skin was about to drip water. She stretched out her small hand to wipe away her tears, and said seriously, "As long as the silver vase can move, the young master can eat it for as long as he wants."

"Hahaha, that would be even better." Li Dao pinched Yin Ping's small face and laughed loudly.

"Master, are you hungry?" Yin Ping's head buried in Li Daochong's chest, a little embarrassed, asked in a low voice.

"Hungry, very hungry, very hungry, almost starving to death." Li Daochong said with hunger and thirst.

"Ah, then I'll cook for the young master right now." Startled, Yin Ping pushed Li Dao away and ran out.

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

An indescribable warm current surged in Li Daochong's heart. Standing at the door of the room, he saw the back of Yin Ping who was busy across the yard, with an extremely happy smile on his face.

"Girl,

You have worked hard during this time, and when the hegemony competition is over, the young master will take you around Blue Bay Star. "Li Daochong murmured apologetically.

At this time, Li Daochong seemed to have a new understanding of what the practice was for.

In less than half an hour, Yin Ping cooked a table of dishes, and the portion was naturally quite large. Now that I have money, the young master can handle it no matter how big the appetite is.

Of course, there is nothing to say about the taste.

No matter how well the hotels and restaurants outside are doing, in Li Daochong's eyes, the best food is still the craftsmanship of Yinping.

Li Daochong was really hungry, he wiped out the dishes on the table like a storm, and kept praising the silver bottle with his mouth full.

"Girl, you can eat too." Li Dao rushed to bring vegetables to Yin Ping.

"Master, you eat, I'm not hungry." Yin Ping replied with a smile, seeing the young master eating happily, she was very satisfied.

"How about that, let's eat together, hurry up and be obedient, otherwise the young master will be unhappy." Li Daochong pretended to be angry.

As long as Li Daochong is not happy, Yin Ping will immediately panic, and immediately obey what he says, with no success in every trial.

No, Yin Ping immediately picked up the bowls and chopsticks and began to eat in big mouthfuls, regardless of his image, his eating skills were comparable to Li Daochong's.

"Girl, do you want to practice?" Li Daochong suddenly asked on a whim.

"Cultivation?" Yin Ping looked at Li Daochong with a confused face, "Master, how can Kanu cultivate?"

"Why not?" Li Daochong asked back.

"The physique of the Kata star is very weak among the human race, and it is not suitable for cultivation. Besides, the master of Kanu does not want Kanu to be too strong, which will threaten the status of the master." Yin Ping explained.

"Who says you are weak? It's just the slave masters brainwashing you. The young master thinks you are quite suitable for cultivation." Li Daochong retorted.

"Young Master, you just need to practice hard. Yin Ping doesn't need to practice. Yin Ping's mission is to take care of your daily life and make you live comfortably." Yin Ping said earnestly, but he sighed in his heart. Come up with a strange idea.

How could Kanu possibly cultivate?

Seeing the blazing brilliance in Li Daochong's eyes, Yin Ping suddenly felt tired. Last time, the master and servant discussed whether it was property or not for Kanu all night.

The young master won't short-circuit his brain again, will he?

"Yin Ping, think about it, if you don't practice, how long will your lifespan be?" Li Daochong put down his bowl and chopsticks and said seriously.

In fact, Li Daochong suddenly thought that the reason why Yin Ping practiced was to ensure her safety, and it was impossible for him to stay by her side all the time.

The killer incident left Li Daochong with lingering fears. If the killer not only kills himself, but also kills everyone around him, Yin Ping is obviously the easiest one to kill.

Fortunately, Yin Ping went to Li's house with Li Tianyang last time, otherwise he didn't know what would happen, but thinking about it now, Li Dao was afraid after a while.

Li Daochong knew that Yin Ping had been instilled with the idea of ​​enslavement since birth, and it was difficult to reason with her, so he guided her from a different angle.

"Master, the average lifespan of Kanu is around 60, and those with better health can probably live to 80, which is the limit." Yin Ping replied seriously.

"Then if I can become a Golden Core cultivator like my father, how long will my lifespan be?" Li Daochong continued to ask.

Yin Ping tilted his head and thought for a while, "Yin Ping is not very sure, but it should have a lifespan of about 200 years."

Li Daochong laughed, "Yes, if you die before me, who will serve me in the rest of the day?"

Yin Ping's small face suddenly became sad, "Yes, who will serve the young master then?"

Li Daochong continued to induce, "Girl, look, if you practice cultivation, you can also enter the golden core stage, then you can live to be 200 years old, so you can continue to serve me?"

Yin Ping slapped his hands, "That's right, young master, you are really smart."

Li Daochong chuckled, "How can you be so smart, young master? You start practicing from today, and then I will give you two good mind and exercises for you."

Yin Ping nodded foolishly, "Okay."

If you make up your mind to cultivate to the golden core stage and follow the young master's footsteps to live to two hundred years old, Yin Ping is serious.

The master and servant reached an agreement, and Li Dao opened a bottle of wine and a small drink in a silver bottle. Just after drinking, Li Qingyao came back from outside.

Seeing Li Daochong waking up, Li Qingyao wept with joy at first, but when the excitement subsided.

Li Qingyao looked at Li Daochong with a strange expression on his face.

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

"Brother, the news of your death has gone crazy in school." Li Qingyao said surprisingly.

"Eh? The news of my death?" Li Daochong was stunned.

"yes."

"Who said that?"

"Many people are saying that today Ouyang Qian came to ask me whether you are dead or not."