In the beginning, I dig the graves of my ancestors and I become a cultivator and a monster.

"My dear, Time Ming is really the magic weapon of time!"

Zhang Ping looked at the three lines under the sundial and read it repeatedly: "Now the sundial is at the first level. Seven days here are just one day outside, which means that the speed of time is one-seventh that of outside!"

"Then I sleep here all day or practice hard all day, and only an hour passes outside?"

"Then if I am in time, doesn't it mean that I have seven times more time than others! And others are completely unaware of it. If I go out to practice from here, I will scare them to death, hahaha!"

"And this seven times is only for the first level, the second level is thirty times, and the third level is more than three hundred times... Then I have to stop taking off!"

The more Zhang Ping thought about it, the more excited he became, and he couldn't help laughing: "This is truly a superb magic weapon! This pagoda is truly a spiritual treasure from heaven and earth!"

Without any hesitation, Zhang Ping sat cross-legged and meditated in front of the sundial, circulated his true energy throughout his body, and began to practice.

The older a practitioner reaches the later stage, the longer he spends in meditation, and time always flies by.

For example, if you meditate and enter concentration today, it will be a few days or even ten days before you open your eyes.

Especially those who practice asceticism in seclusion for months or even years at a time.

Of course, there is true energy flowing in their bodies, and their bodies seem to be motionless, but in fact there is power surging all the time!

Therefore, the body's functions will not deteriorate or hemorrhoids will develop, but the body will become stronger and stronger!

"call……"

After Zhang Ping meditated and fell into trance, his body's true energy began to flow rapidly. He also repeatedly studied and refined the essence of the "Qingfeng Sword Art" handed down by the head of the Shushan School...

Zhang Qingfeng said that this sword technique is very difficult and requires extremely high levels of understanding and hard training to fully integrate and master the sword technique, and only then can it exert its true power.

Therefore, Zhang Ping often understands when he has time, but there are so many things on weekdays, and there is really not enough time for Zhang Ping to practice hard. Now that it is better, with the help of Shi Ming, Zhang Ping has enough time.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Ping had been practicing hard for three days in the dark, and he had mastered the Qingfeng Sword Art to a satisfactory level: "Now, I have mastered the Qingfeng Sword Art, which is the strongest level in the Nascent Soul realm."

"When I make a breakthrough one day, I can continue to practice the Qingfeng Sword Technique at a higher level..."

Zhang Ping returned to the real world with the satisfaction of having accomplished something and full of energy.

It was getting dark, and wisps of morning light shone in through the windows.

"Master, are you awake?"

Leng Rushuang had already gotten up, changed into clothes, and sat on the edge of the bed looking at Zhang Ping with eyes full of love.

"Rushuang..."

Because Zhang Ping had spent three full days in the underworld of time, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable when he saw Leng Rushuang again, and even felt a little dazed: "How long...how long have I slept?"

Leng Rushuang was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "You just slept for one night. You were still sleeping when I woke up, so I didn't wake you up. What, you were confused?"

Hearing this, Zhang Ping was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, because at this moment he confirmed the existence of Time Ming: "In reality, it's only been half a day, which is just the time it took to sleep... But I was in Time Ming." After three days of hard training..."

Leng Rushuang saw Zhang Ping's somewhat absent-minded look and couldn't help but become concerned: "Did you exert too much force last night and be too tired today? It's all my fault. I was too eager last night..."

Zhang Ping smiled and gently hugged Leng Rushuang into his arms: "You also know that you were eager last night? But the trance I was in just now was not because of you, but because a new one appeared after the fusion of the magic tower in my body. The space is called Time Pluto.”

Then Zhang Ping explained the details to Leng Rushuang in detail. The mysterious slow speed of time immediately shocked Leng Rushuang: "Is there such a place in this world?"

Zhang Ping nodded: "To be honest, I'm a little surprised. I guess that time is a place where time and space are exchanged, and it has the power of space that we can't understand for the time being."

"Forget about this for now, let's go see how Ruoxi's face has recovered."

Hearing this, Leng Rushuang nodded repeatedly, and a look of hope appeared on her beautiful face: "Ruoxi was a famous beauty in Hongmen County before she was disfigured. Let's go and have a look!"

After saying that, Leng Rushuang helped Zhang Ping dress, and then helped him wash up. She really regarded herself as Zhang Ping's maid in his daily life.

"Rushuang, just let me do these things myself."

Zhang Ping feels a little sad for Rushuang, because Rushuang is a cold goddess in the Langzong, and she is even more dignified in the immortal cultivating family she belongs to. There are dozens of maids, so why should she serve others.

But Leng Rushuang shook her head and said softly: "This is my personality. You are my master, and your existence is the meaning of my existence. I serve you, and I am happy."

As she spoke, Leng Rushuang brought the hot towel and gently wiped Zhang Ping's face, with love and tenderness in her eyes.

"Rushuang..."

Zhang Ping felt Leng Rushuang's kindness to him, and felt warm and moved in his heart. He no longer refused, but smiled as Leng Rushuang served him.

"..."

Leng Rushuang bit her red lips lightly, with a smile on her jade face that looked indescribably beautiful, and her heart was indescribably sweet.

It was like they were on honeymoon, the room was full of love.

After finishing washing, Zhang Ping and Leng Rushuang came to Tang Ruoxi's room: "Ruoxi, how are you recovering?"

Tang Sansheng and his wife were also waiting for Tang Ruoxi to open the door, looking very nervous and expectant.

At this time, the door of the room slowly opened, and Tang Ruoxi's figure appeared inside.

But today she did not wear a veil, but showed her face openly and said with a smile: "Good morning, everyone."

"Ruoxi...!"

The moment Zhang Ping and others saw Tang Ruoxi, they couldn't help but take a deep breath and lost consciousness for a long time!

The traces of previous disfigurement have disappeared without a trace under the baptism of time, blooming like a flower in the morning!

Her brows and eyes were filled with light like bright stars. She was beautiful and moving, and seemed to contain endless wisdom and tenderness.

The stars in his eyes twinkled, outlining the mystery of a world.

The eyebrows are slightly raised, like a crescent moon, gentle and playful, outlining her unique style.

The long eyelashes cast deep shadows and fluttered gently like feathers.

The bridge of her nose is straight and the tip of her petite nose is slightly upturned, making her appearance more lively and cute.

Her lips are red and her teeth are white, and she is smiling slightly, like a flower in the spring breeze, delicate and beautiful.

Compared with the decadence and scars of the past, Tang Ruoxi is now full of vitality.

Not only that, the skin on her body is white and delicate, as if carved from glass, like the first blooming cherry blossoms, which is intoxicating.

All of this makes Tang Ruoxi's beauty like a magnificent picture, making people fall in love with it.

What's more important is that this is the first time I've taken the medicine to have such an effect. If I take the medicine again today, the effect will definitely skyrocket again!

Tang Ruoxi will definitely be even more beautiful by then!

"Ruoxi, your face...has recovered..."

Tang Sansheng and his wife, as parents, couldn't help but break out after a moment of confusion, hugging Tang Ruoxi and sobbing bitterly, which was heartbreaking!

"Father, mother!"

Tang Ruoxi couldn't help but be excited, her beautiful eyes turned red, and she looked at Zhang Ping and Leng Rushuang with gratitude in her eyes: "Mr. Zhang Ping, Miss Rushuang, thank you!"

"Ok!"

Zhang Ping and Leng Rushuang also nodded vigorously, with soft and moving eyes. Especially when they saw their family crying with excitement, they couldn't help but feel a little red and hot, feeling that everything was worth it.

Zhang Ping applied the medicine to Tang Ruoxi for the second time: "Tonight, the second dose of medicine will be fully absorbed, and Ruoxi's appearance will not only be perfectly restored, but it will also be even better than before!"

Tang Ruoxi was overjoyed, and her parents were so excited that they almost knelt down in front of Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping was really afraid that they would kneel down, so he made an excuse and left, feeling much better.

Leng Rushuang laughed in a low voice: "Master, after Ruoxi recovers, you will have a beautiful wife. Aren't you looking forward to it!"

"Cough cough..."

Zhang Ping almost choked, but there was really a sense of expectation in his heart...

Stunning beauty, who doesn't like it...

Immortal cultivators are also human beings, and they also have emotions and desires, okay!

Just as they walked out of the inn, a middle-aged man dressed as a business official came up with a team of people, with a flattering smile on his face: "I am Mr. Gou, the master of the government office of Hongmen County. I have been ordered to come to discuss something with Mr. Zhang Ping." !”

Obviously this guy came to Zhang Ping to get back the Shen Mansion's account books!

The people around him all gave way, and stared at Zhang Ping with surprised eyes: "What is the origin of this young master, so that he was able to be personally received by Mr. Yanei's master?"