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Mo Yi was a little surprised.

He didn't expect such a thing to happen.

It seems that Ye Lin is indeed thoughtful. When creating the body, he also considered Xiao Lu'er's afterlife.

Yue Yao, like Xiao Lu'er, was also created by Ye Lin.

So her words can be completely trusted.

Xiao Lu'er was confused when she heard it.

She didn't know about Mo Yanzui and the rank.

But from the conversation between Mo Yi and the two, it can be vaguely understood that it seems that Ye Lin added some special features to her when creating her body.

Ye Lin is really a gentle person.

Yue Yao took Xiao Lu'er's hand.

Softly said,

"Sister Lu'er."

"Don't worry about cultivation."

"If you were in your original body, you might still need to worry. But this body created by Ye Lin is an absolute martial arts body."

"Compared to ordinary geniuses, the cultivation speed is also a hundred times faster."

"Moreover,"

"With Senior Mo Yi's talent,"

"As Senior Mo Yi's biological sister, you must be similar."

"Add to that this martial arts body created by Ye Lin, and this Mo Yanzui wine that helps with cultivation."

"I'm afraid you will be able to travel half a step in the spirit within a hundred days."

Yue Yao's words are all from the heart.

For martial arts practitioners,

Where does the talent for cultivation come from?

In fact, it is nothing more than the body and the soul.

Little Lu'er, the soul is similar to Mo Yi, and the body is a martial arts body.

With just a little thought, we can foresee the smoothness of her cultivation path.

Xiao Luer nodded gratefully, and seemed to understand why Yueyao was so kind to her.

"Xiao Luer."

"Since Yueyao said so."

"Then you can trust her completely."

Mo Yi smiled softly, "Compared with me, you are much luckier. It took me more than ten years to reach the realm of the mysterious wandering, and you may only need a year and a half, or even less time to reach it. By then, brother will rely on you to take care of him."

Mo Yi's words revealed a bit of teasing and playfulness.

"I hope so." Xiao Luer responded softly, and at the same time, her heart was also surging with expectations.

Baili Dongjun brought a few glasses of wine, but turned to Mo Yi and asked, "By the way, Xiaolu'er is already over eighty years old. Is it inappropriate for Yueyao to call her like this?"

"It's nothing,"

"I'll just call her Sister Yueyao."

"After all, I was only six years old when I died."

"The years in the Sea of ​​the Dead should not be counted as real age."

"And when I returned to the human world, my soul also turned back to the appearance of a six-year-old child."

Speaking of this, Xiaolu'er herself felt a little strange. There is a significant difference between her psychological age, soul age and physical age.

Psychological age of eighty-six, soul age of six, physical age of twenty, this is undoubtedly a unique experience.

Perhaps there is no other person in the world who is in this situation.

"Then you are Xiaolu'er's sister." Baili Dongjun finally said.

Yueyao did not refuse.

After some greetings,

under the protection of everyone,

Xiao Lu'er drank this cup of third-grade pure Mo Yanzui.

For Xiao Lu'er, who had never tasted alcohol, although the aroma of alcohol was fragrant,

the strong smell of alcohol was a new experience, almost making her vomit.

However, she was once a hegemon, and this little bit of alcohol was

just a piece of cake for her, and she could easily accept it.

After swallowing the wine,

two blushes immediately appeared on her cheeks.

Immediately afterwards, she felt her body gradually getting hot, and her pulse became rapid,

as if her meridians were longing for the baptism of power.

Mo Yi injected a trace of power into Xiao Lu'er's Dantian,

and this power immediately began to circulate in her body.

As the number of cycles increased, this power seemed to flow into the river with many tributaries,

gradually becoming turbulent.

In just a moment, the power has begun to take shape.

Weak power pulsed out of Xiao Lu'er's body,

Bai Li Dongjun and the other three could all feel it clearly.

"First grade, second grade, third grade."

Mo Yi stared at Xiao Lu'er intently and whispered.

The grade he mentioned,

does not refer to Mo Yanzui's quality,

but refers to Xiao Lu'er's cultivation level in martial arts.

Nine grades and four realms,

In the level division of martial arts,

Four realms represent the unfathomable master level.

And one to nine grades are the cultivation levels of ordinary martial artists.

However, the time it takes to practice from one to nine grades is not inferior to that of four realms.

Building a house is easy, but laying a foundation is difficult.

Nine grades are the starting point of martial arts practice,

usually it takes tenIt takes several years to complete the foundation building.

In the martial arts world, there are very few talented young men who can reach the Vajra Ordinary Realm.

Even Sikong Qianluo, under the guidance of his father, the Gun Immortal, took ten years to advance from the first grade to the ninth grade and break through to the Vajra Ordinary Realm.

Therefore, even Mo Yi couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he saw Xiao Lu'er break through three grades so easily in a row.

Is this still cultivation?

In just a cup of tea, he can rise three grades in a row.

Moreover, it seems that this is far from the end.

"Fourth grade."

Baili Dongjun couldn't help but marvel.

To be honest, he had never expected that Xiao Lu'er could break through four grades in a row.

After all, when Yue Yao broke through the realm after taking Mo Yanzui, she only rose two grades.

This undoubtedly shows that Xiao Lu'er's talent is far superior to Yue Yao.

But thinking of Mo Yi's talent, he was relieved.

Like brother, like sister.

"Fifth Rank!"

After a cycle of one week, Xiao Lu'er's breath finally stabilized.

However,

her spirit and energy were still surprisingly strong,

as if this breakthrough was far from reaching her limit.

Xiao Lu'er slowly opened her eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and felt satisfied with the surging power in her body.

"Brother, it seems that my strength has recovered quite well." Xiao Lu'er said with a smile.

"More than good, your cultivation speed is simply unprecedented, even Ye Lin can hardly match you!" Mo Yi admired sincerely.

"So, what realm have I reached now?"

Xiao Lu'er asked curiously.

Seeing Mo Yi's surprised expression, she was also surprised.

In the Sea of ​​Undead,

there is no clear understanding of the division of realm levels.

After all, the undead do not count or divide realm levels.

Therefore, she did not know what level her strength in the human world was at.

Bai Li Dongjun quickly and concisely explained the division of realms.

After listening,

Xiao Lu'er was even more surprised.

She didn't expect that her improvement speed would be so fast.

"It seems that my cultivation talent is not inferior to my brother's." Xiao Lu'er teased with a smile.

"Cherish this moment, you may never have such an experience again in your life."

Mo Yi said with emotion, "The right time, the right place, the right people, luck, talent, Mo Yanzui, all the factors that can promote cultivation, are gathered in you."