Mortal: I can trade everything

Chapter 82: Lifespan of years! Comparable to the stage of forming a pill.

If the boy is strong, the girl will hold on to the wall.

Seven days later, as the door of the training room opened, Chen Qiaoqian walked out tremblingly.

There was an expression on his face that said 'I knew it was fun but I didn't expect it to be this fun'.

When she saw Nie Ying not far outside the door, she quickly restrained her expression, straightened her back, and walked over.

"Sister, Brother said he would be in seclusion for three days,"

"Um,."

Under the pavilion, Nie Ying put down the teacup in her hand and nodded to show that she understood.

Suddenly, the corners of his eyes smiled, deliberately joking with a strange smile,

"Junior sister, do you know what it feels like now?"

Chen Qiaoqian blinked and instantly thought of the question she had asked before, which now seemed quite stupid.

But so what.

"Senior Sister, I still don't know, how about we do it together next time?"

Nie Ying was startled, and couldn't help blushing when she thought of the scene in the book. She waved her hand and hastily refused.
"No, no, no."

After a pause, she looked anxious and said hastily,
"Junior sister, I suddenly remembered that Yun He seemed to be sick. I'll go check it out."

Without giving me a chance to reply, he flew away on his sword.

Coincidentally, eight cranes flew past her.

Chen Qiaoqian seemed to see Senior Sister Nie Ying stagger.

She covered her mouth and started to tremble.

"Senior sister, do you have no face for me? What can you use to fight me? Senior brother is mine."

After saying that, she also flew away on her sword.

Go home and recuperate, and come back in three days.

. . .

In the blink of an eye, three months passed.

Chen Qiaoqian and Nie Ying sat under the pavilion, staring at the door of the practice room in silence, with worry in their eyes.

Senior brother hasn’t been out for three months.

At this moment, the senior brother Li Xunhuan they mentioned was floating cross-legged above the spiritual spring, practicing the "Dragon God Art".

There seemed to be a dragon roar coming from the void.

The spiritual power took on a shape, presenting a transparent veil of ice crystal color, which pierced through his entire body and disappeared.

It's like being baptized and promoted by heaven and earth.

Suddenly, Li Xunhuan opened his eyes, with a hint of surprise in them.

After years of hard work and the help of two junior sisters,
Refining the body and building the foundation,

Become!

Compared with the Qi training period, I only feel that the skin, muscles, bones, etc. of the whole body have been thoroughly strengthened from the outside to the inside.

He was born with the information that his basic strength reached 12,960 kilograms.

The number of one yuan.

It is at the top level among monsters of the same level and rank.

The skin is as white as jade, better than the skin of monsters. With the blessing of spiritual power, it can even withstand magical weapons.

and many more.

The difference is that monsters may have some specialties, but he is different. He is top-notch in every aspect.

I can only say, worthy of being a dragon.

It is worth mentioning that physical cultivation is not the cultivation of qi and blood, but the evolution of the essence of life.
Therefore, he lived for 440 years.

Compared with the original 320 years, it has increased by 120 years.

A foundation-building monk with a lifespan of 440 years?

So terrifying.

He crossed his legs and put them down, just like that, stepping on the water in mid-air.

As soon as he thought about it, a stream of spiritual spring water obediently flowed around his body.

Water control.

This is the minor magical power brought about after the foundation of "Dragon God Art" is established.

Well, not worth mentioning.

What's wrong with physical training having long-range attacks?
Which physical practitioner fights with punches and kicks?

Low level.

Physical supernatural powers are the right way.

After many days, the door of the training room opened again and Li Xunhuan stepped out.

Nie Ying and Chen Qiaoqian rushed over impatiently, looked up and down, and asked with concern,
"Brother, are you okay?"

"A slight breakthrough."

Nie Ying's eyes widened immediately and she blurted out,

"Brother, you have made another breakthrough? The late stage of foundation building?"

"That's not true."

"Oh, that's fine."

The two of them were having a serious conversation, and after Chen Qiaoqian confirmed that he was fine, she stared at him closely and found something wrong.
"Brother, are you handsome again?"

As she spoke, she stepped forward and touched it.
"The skin and appearance are more perfect."

Nie Ying covered her mouth and laughed secretly.

Li Xunhuan was also very upset.

It wasn't this action, but the fact that Chen Qiaoqian not only touched, but also rubbed it endlessly.

You can tolerate your uncle, but you can’t tolerate your aunt.

He carried Chen Qiaoqian on his shoulders and said coldly,
"Junior sister, you are getting more and more presumptuous. I think you really need to be punished."

"Brother, please let me go. It's broad daylight."

Chen Qiaoqian struggled, and from time to time she slapped someone with her sleeves, looking embarrassed and angry.

But there was no objection in her eyes, instead she seemed eager to try.

Three months, she thought.

Soon, the sound of rushing water could be heard from the training room, mixed with panting and murmurs.

"Brother, you are wrong. This is not a move in the martial arts."

"Brother, you are wrong again."

Then the voice changed again.
"Brother, I was wrong."

Finally it turned into a cry for mercy.
"Brother, please spare my life. It is my fault."

In the critical moment, she did not forget to shout out to the door.

"Senior sister, save me."

Nie Ying's face was delicate and charming, and she was hesitating.

But soon she didn't have to worry about it anymore.

The door opened again, and a red shawl was wrapped around her waist, pulling her inside.

Nie Ying comforted herself,

Her senior brother was at the middle stage of foundation building, and she was just a small cultivator at the early stage of foundation building. How could she resist in the face of such a situation?

I felt wronged and had no choice but to obey him.

Nie Ying is absolutely beautiful, with a proud and slightly reserved personality.

Chen Qiaoqian appears to be cool on the surface, but is actually active, and the two are cleverly combined together.

Coupled with the evolution brought by "Golden Muscle and Jade Bone Skill",

All kinds of

Li Xunhuan couldn't stop.

To seek pleasure, you really have to have fun.

The three elements of essence, energy and spirit were building their foundation at the same time. During the middle stage of spiritual power cultivation and foundation building, the previously preset goal was fully achieved.
Before the six sects besieged Spirit Beast Mountain, their cultivation was not advanced enough.

So, can't he just enjoy himself?

. . .

While some people are happy, others are struggling with burdens.

Jingzhou, Caixia Mountain, Shenshou Valley.

In a closed stone house, a young man with an ordinary appearance was practicing martial arts.

"Break it for me."

The next second, Han Li lowered his body, with ninety-nine points of bitterness on his face, at the corners of his mouth, and in his eyes.

After six years of practice, he still cannot break through the fifth level of the magical technique.

too difficult.

The one-year agreement with Mr. Mo was approaching, and when he thought of the greedy look in the other's eyes, he felt a chill down his spine.

It is definitely not as simple as helping the other person cure his illness.

There's just no time.

Three days later, in the grand house,
He took advantage of the changes in light and shadow brought about by the moment the door opened, used the blinking sword technique, and pierced Mo Lao's knee with one sword.
The sword is poisoned.

He seemed to survive.

Feeling safe all of a sudden, he asked a lot of questions.

"Where is Zhang Tie? There's no way he can go home, let alone venture out into the martial arts world."

Mo Juren laughed loudly, not caring at all whether he was poisoned or not.

shouted,
"catch him."

In an instant, Han Li felt as if he was hit in the face by a punch.

His vision went dark and he fainted.

When he woke up, he found himself in a dark stone cave with an unknown formation engraved on the ground.

He wanted to struggle, but found that he was being tightly surrounded from behind and couldn't move.

Seeing that Mo Lao was holding two special short knives in front of him, his lips trembled and he begged for mercy.
"What do you want? I can help you."

"You're already helping me."

Just when Han Li was wondering about this sentence, he saw Mo Lao stabbing himself with the dagger.

He was shocked.

After seven times in a row, accompanied by a strange black fog,
He fainted again.

(End of this chapter)