Dou Po's Endless Devour

Xiao Ding's face twitched. He knew that this old guy mistakenly thought that he wanted to refine medicine but was embarrassed to say it. In fact, this was not the case.

"You're overthinking it. I'm just trying to see the difference between soaking the medicinal materials directly and using the medicinal liquid you refined. It seems you are quite capable and you're not just pretending."

"..."

Yao Lao was silent, then his voice became louder: "Are you questioning my alchemy skills, or are you insulting me?"

"If you think so, maybe it's both, hehe."

Xiao Ding's words made Yao Lao angry and transformed.

"You're swollen!"

Xiao Ding pointed at Yao Lao's enlarged body like it was inflated, and said righteously: "There is a better world. You can't rest on your laurels and think that your medicine refining skills are the best in the world. Maybe I will surpass you soon."

Yao Lao originally listened to the first half of the sentence, but the second half made him curl his lips in disdain: "If you can surpass me, I will give you this strange fire."

"Okay, since you are so generous, I will write it down first."

Xiao Ding gave a bad laugh and found that Yao Lao had already refined twenty batches of medicinal materials, which would cost six to seven hundred thousand gold coins.

This is equivalent to the entire Xiao clan's entire family fortune. Maybe they won't be able to come up with so much money at once.

Xiao Ding smiled and praised: "You have practiced so much in one day, and your efficiency is pretty good."

"Don't play with my ideas. Next, give me your fighting spirit!"

Yao Lao was afraid that Xiao Ding would increase the dosage for him again, so he looked wary.

"OK!"

He walked over and put on the ring, and suddenly a fighting spirit rushed in: "Suck it!"

Yao Lao's pupils shrank, feeling the nearby fighting spirit disappearing into Xiao Ding's body, and said in surprise: "You don't meditate and practice, but you can also absorb the fighting spirit?"

"Yeah, is it difficult?"

Xiao Ding asked back, the system can absorb Dou Qi every moment, there is too much Dou Qi that he can't absorb, and it is all stored.

"Hell, your soul isn't strong enough to do multiple things at once. Could it be that it's a talent?"

Yao Lao's eyes widened. He absorbed the Dou Qi in a non-cultivation state. He could only be said to be a Dou King, so he was very surprised.

"Look, it's rare and strange. It seems like you haven't seen the world at first glance. I'm a genius. You can't judge it by common sense."

Seeing Xiao Ding's proud look, Yao Lao was not angry, but looked thoughtful.

"No wonder you practice so fast. It turns out you have a special physique. I just said that your body feels like a bottomless abyss."

Yao Lao couldn't help but take another look at the boy and muttered: "I didn't expect that in such a borderland, a monster like you would come out."

"Why do I feel like you are scolding me?"

Xiao Ding squinted his eyes.

"I don't want to talk to you!"

Yao Lao blew his beard and returned to the ring to recover. He was too lazy to talk to this kid, otherwise he would get more and more angry.

Xiao Ding shrugged, took a few foundation-building spiritual liquids, and went to his second brother's residence first.

Xiao Li is eleven years old this year. His eyebrows are slender and soft, somewhat like his mother's.

Since Xiao Ding likes to grow steadily, these two younger brothers also practice every day. Xiao Li has reached the eighth level of Dou Qi, and his cultivation speed is second only to him.

"Brother, when are we going to go out for a walk? I have been holding back for the past two years."

Seeing his eldest brother, Xiao Li said something again and again.

"Let's wait until we reach the ninth level of fighting spirit."

Xiao Ding felt that this second brother's cultivation level was a bit low. He should have reached the ninth level of fighting spirit at the age of eleven.

"It's a bit difficult. I've only reached the eighth level, so I can't compare to you, big brother."

Xiao Li smiled bitterly, he had worked hard enough, but he still couldn't compare to his elder brother.

Even the third brother's cultivation speed is faster than him, which puts a lot of pressure on him.

Xiao Ding did not blame his second brother. He was a systematic person. The higher the level, the faster he practiced. The third brother, Xiao Yan, had the strongest Dou Emperor bloodline in the Xiao family, and his speed was comparable to that of the time when he had systematic assistance.

Xiao Li has nothing, his talent is almost the same as him, and reaching the eighth level of Dou Qi at the age of eleven is already very rare.

"So I brought you something. Use it secretly and don't tell others."

Xiao Li mysteriously took out a medicine bottle and asked his servants to bring a bucket of water. After opening it, he took a drop of foundation-building spiritual liquid and threw it in.

"Brother, this is..."

As soon as Xiao Li smelled the fragrance of the medicine, he felt that it was not simple.

"Ordinary medicinal liquid, your brother and I made it, go in and practice!"

Xiao Ding said lightly.

This immediately aroused Yao Lao's dissatisfaction: "Little fox, you are shameless. You even want to keep the results of this old man for yourself."

Xiao Ding didn't want to reply at this time, and looked calmly as he watched his second brother go in.

Xiao Li practiced for a while and found that the speed of absorbing Dou Qi increased a lot.

He quickly opened his eyes in shock: "Brother, this..."

"Don't ask too much, big brother won't harm you. Just add a drop every time and practice. Don't let me down."

Xiao Ding patted his second brother on the shoulder and spoke earnestly.

"Um."

Xiao Li's feminine eyes were slightly red, and he nodded solemnly.

"That's it, I'll send some to Xiao Yanzi. You have to work hard and don't be caught up by the third child."

Xiao Ding smiled, asked his second brother to continue practicing, closed the door and left.

Next door, Xiao Yanzi was lying lazily on the grass.

He is now over eight years old, and is still a little young lady, but his dark eyes have a maturity rarely seen in children, and he is distracted.

Seeing his elder brother approaching, he jumped up quickly like a spring and held his buttocks: "Brother, don't move your feet. I'm just going to take a rest. Otherwise, practicing all day will be boring to death."

In the past two years, his eldest brother has urged him to practice and kicked him frequently when he was lying on the grass missing his time on earth or his mother.

"Sixth level of Fighting Qi, not bad!"

Xiao Ding felt the cultivation of this fellow countryman and cheap brother, and nodded with satisfaction.

Now that the fighting spirit is not wasted on Xun'er's meridians, this boy's cultivation level has improved faster.

It can be seen that women do affect the sword drawing...oh no, the speed of cultivation.

As for him, sorry, he is systematic and has no influence.

"Is this not bad? I can reach the ninth level of fighting spirit in the fastest two and a half years, and I will definitely break your record by then!"

Xiao Yan said confidently.

"Boy, ninth degree is just the beginning, you will never catch up with me."

Xiao Ding rubbed Xiao Yanzi's head and handed over a bottle of foundation-building spiritual liquid.

"Adding a drop of it to water and soaking it for practice will be good for your body."

"What's this?"

Xiao Yan, who was not convinced, opened it curiously and found that it was a medicinal liquid.

"It's for laying the foundation, go back and practice."

Xiao Ding kicked Xiao Yanzi's butt and asked him to go back to his room to practice.

He came to a courtyard some distance away.

To be honest, this courtyard is better than the one they live in. It is quiet and peaceful, which vaguely reflects the extraordinaryness of the residents.

"I gave it to my two younger brothers, and my potential future wife cannot forget it."

Xiao Ding looked at the courtyard and muttered in his heart.

"Little fox, you actually use something that I worked hard to refine to please the little girl. You have really bad intentions."

"There is a powerful guy inside. If you are not afraid of being exposed, just continue to hurt me."

Xiao Ding reminded him in a low voice, and Yao Lao immediately shut up and became quiet.

He strode over and soon saw Xun'er, who had grown taller and was adorable.

Seven-year-old Xun'er still has some baby fat, her hair is black and shiny, her eyes are big and bright, and her eyelashes are very long.