Rebirth of the Empress: What should I do if my junior sister is too high-profile

Three months later!

now!

Thinking of the changes in the past three months, Jiang Ming shook his head helplessly.

He yearned very much for strength and immortality. After he started practicing, he spent almost every minute of his time, and his achievements were limited.

But now, as long as I stay in the mountains and do simple work every day, my cultivation will come automatically.

With such benefits, who would be diligent?

"This is life!"

Jiang Ming also had to sigh.

It’s so cool.

Under the system, there are two system prompts.

Obviously, the former one appeared at midnight last night, and the latter one just after getting up.

"Ding: Congratulations to the host for living on Chuyang Peak for three consecutive months and doing at least one kind of ordinary work every day. As a reward, he will be rewarded with 10 years of cultivation and a low-grade treasure Qingyun Robe."

"Ding: Congratulations to the host for having a good sleep, being beautiful and healthy, and being rewarded with three days of cultivation!"

"beautiful!"

Jiang Ming smiled.

After some sensing, I found that junior sister Zi Linglong was still sleeping soundly and would not wake up for a while. I closed the window, sat down cross-legged, and directly extracted my cultivation.

He has the ability to hide, so he won't have any strange phenomena, and his breath won't spread out.

In an instant, a rolling torrent surged out of the Dantian. This power was extremely pure.

Jiang Ming immediately activated the Great Dao Ten Thousand Dharma Tongtian Sutra, and established a perfect foundation for cultivation. Even if it was slightly blocked, he broke through the barrier and entered another realm.

The ten realms of cultivating immortals: Qi training, foundation building, elixir formation, purple mansion, Tao seed, divine embryo, and Yuanshen. These are the first seven realms. As for the last three? Even Jiuyang Sect has no records.

There are three steps to forming the elixir: fake elixir, real elixir, and golden elixir.

In Jiang Ming's vast dantian, the liquefied mana rotated rapidly and condensed into a small ball in the middle, but it was still liquid. This was the fake elixir.

But it still didn't stop.

The ball frantically absorbed power, compressed, and condensed, and finally reached the extreme, triggering a qualitative change.

A real round ball appeared in Dantian.

A solid ball, gray in color.

Turning emptiness into reality is the real elixir, the second step of elixir formation.

Ten years of cultivation have gradually been absorbed.

"It takes three months to go from the ninth level of Qi training to the real elixir level. This is really...beautiful!"

Jiang Ming stood up and flicked his clothes.

Although his cultivation level has skyrocketed, he doesn't feel much discomfort.

He also extracted the Qingyun Robe. Because it was a system item, it was very simple to refine it after dripping blood to identify its owner. As soon as the thought came to mind, it fell on him and changed according to his mind.

It turned into a white robe for daily wear.

In terms of utensils, legal utensils and treasure utensils are all divided into low, medium, high and top quality.

When it reaches the treasure level, generally only powerful people who have been promoted to the Zifu will possess it.

"Below the Zi Mansion, there is no need to worry!"

Jiang Ming was very happy.

Based on his understanding, even a genius would not be able to reach the real elixir realm without decades of practice. If placed in some remote place, such a level of cultivation would make him a giant and the ancestor of a family.

reopen window

The morning sun shines in.

It didn’t take much time to practice just now.

"It's time to cook!"

Jiang Ming thought about it and went down to the attic. When he saw that there was no movement on the other side, knowing that the girl Linglong hadn't woken up yet, he went straight to the kitchen and started preparing breakfast.

In another two-story attic, a teenage girl lying on the bed suddenly opened her eyes. In an instant, her cold eyes pierced the air, and her domineering and arrogant aura made the air stagnant.

After a while, the chilling atmosphere slowly dissolved.

"This emperor is actually reborn!" The girl suddenly jumped up from the bed, opened the window, and quickly glanced around to see Jiang Ming busy in the kitchen.

His eyes paused, and his cold and arrogant eyes gradually became gentle.

The memories of the past and the present are perfectly integrated.

"Senior brother, it's so good to see you again, so good!" She was Zi Linglong, looking at Jiang Ming's figure she couldn't help but shed tears, "Senior brother, you have protected me all my life, and now, let me protect you

You, I will protect you for the rest of your life. If anyone dares...!" She raised her head, grabbed it in the air, and gave it a firm squeeze.

There was a cold look on her little face.

Turning around, she sat in front of the simple dressing table.

Stroking the table, looking at the young face, his eyes were hazy, and the scene of the blood sea and the nine-day invasion flashed in his memory.

She took a deep breath.

"I'm actually a kid again, so...!"

A cold glint suddenly appeared in Zi Linglong's eyes, but eventually disappeared.

The cold eyes were constantly changing, and finally returned to their original innocence.

"In this life, I will take care of everything to make my senior brother happy and worry-free!"

She looked determined.

Taking a deep breath, he stepped into the role, opened the door and walked out.

The yard is huge.

There are three attics, the middle is the front and the left and right are the sides. They are all two stories and decorated with flowers, plants and trees. There are two kitchens in the southeast corner.

In the kitchen.

Jiang Ming washed two handfuls of millet and put them into the pot, added spiritual water, counted eight Ziyun dates, put in eight longans, and covered the pot.

I put a few chopped rosin wood into the earthen stove and ignited it with magic power. A raging fire immediately started, without smoke, but with a faint aroma.

This is the benefit of rosin wood, there is no pollution.

Feeling something in her heart, she glanced at Zi Linglong's room through the door. A look of doubt flashed through her, and she stopped paying attention.

Jiang Ming peeled a few scallions, washed his hands, took out the tofu and cut it into fingernail-sized pieces, mixed the scallions with the tofu, poured some sesame oil on it, and it was done.

After a short pause, I took out eight Jin eggs and fried them on a plate.

I took out the frozen chicken meat and stir-fried it.

Simple and fast.

Jiang Ming sensed a familiar aura, turned around and saw that Linglong was here.

She still couldn't help it, her eyes were covered with mist, and she plunged into Jiang Ming's arms. She took a greedy breath, arched her head and cried like a kitten: "Senior brother!"

"Girl, what's wrong?" Jiang Ming patted her little head, "Are you having a nightmare?"

"Well, I had a nightmare! Senior brother, I dreamed of a place called Mingyu Mountain. Senior brother, do you know where that place is?" Zi Linglong raised her little face and asked.

There was a look of hope in her eyes.

"Mingyu Mountain?" Jiang Ming thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't know! Is it a place you have been to before?"

Zi Linglong lowered her head and leaned into his arms again.

"Be good, senior brother is here, we are not afraid!" Jiang Ming comforted him for a while, then said, "Go wash your face, the meal will be ready soon!"

"Okay, senior brother!" Linglong arched her head again before leaving reluctantly.

"This girl!"

Jiang Ming smiled and continued cooking.

I posted a few cakes and the rice porridge is ready and delicious!

Take it to the yard and put it on the stone table.

"It smells so good!" Zi Linglong sniffed it hard and her eyes turned red as she said it.

"That's right, it doesn't matter who made it!" Jiang Ming smiled proudly and rubbed her long hair, "Eat more, look at you, you look like a little bean sprout."

“I don’t look good if I’m fat!”

"You're a little kid in his teens, what's good and bad?"

Jiang Ming sat down as he spoke, and a reminder sounded in his mind.

"Ding: The host made a delicious breakfast and rewarded five days of cultivation!"

When the beep went off, his mana increased a little, but he didn't care anymore.

This situation occurs several times a day.

"No matter how young she is, she is still a girl!" Zi Linglong picked up the chopsticks, eagerly picked up a piece of egg and put it in her mouth. She closed her eyes, chewed slowly, and savored it carefully.

Involuntarily, two lines of clear tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.