"This mortal body is filled with turbid qi. I will cleanse your muscles and marrow first and clean up this body properly."

There was no way he could object. Li Jinxing felt that all his limbs were in the extreme cold, as if he was being watered by ice water, and his whole body was trembling with cold.

Soon it felt like a raging fire was burning, as if it was about to be burned. Soon, the whole body was soaked, and the quilt was also soaked.

The turbid air is exposed from the open pores of the whole body until it is completely clean from the inside out.

By the time this torture was over, he was so weak that he had no strength at all.

"Starting from tomorrow, I will exercise in the morning to increase my physical strength."

There was no room for negotiation. That calm and arrogant voice rang in my mind: "I will only give you five years to become stronger."

Li Jinxing asked in his mind: "Why do you want to help me?"

And why do you fit so well with him?

He might not have cared before, but now, in order to be by her side, he needs strength.

The Patriarch snorted proudly: "Who helped you? As long as it is useful to you, don't think nonsense. I will teach you some basic skills today and quickly enter concentration."

Li Jinxing tried to stop himself from thinking about anything and let himself go.

After a while, I really fell into samadhi.

There was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him, and he seemed to have fallen into a place of nothingness, cut off from all sounds and touch around him, and no longer felt it.

All five senses are blocked.

He could feel something continuously flowing into his body, and he could feel the power filling his body.

It's just that he doesn't know what that flowing power is.

At this moment, time seemed to no longer exist, and he and the invisible and intangible ancestor seemed to be one.

When I opened my eyes, it was already bright.

The Patriarch was long gone, and the stone statue left the room.

He looked out the window, everything he saw was so clear, and his eyes could see farther.

That's the limit of vision.

He jumped up and felt refreshed.

There was nothing in my mind at this time, it was like having a strange dream.

His body became lighter and his five senses became sharper.

This was still the first day, and he was looking forward to seeing how strong he could become if he continued.

I just hope that this weird and mysterious patriarch will not give up halfway.

He thought of something and dialed his grandfather's phone number.

Soon, the old man's voice sounded from the opposite side: "Why did you remember to call grandpa?"

"Grandpa, should I go back to pick up those bottles from the old wine cellar today?"

"You little bastard, your grandfather has been hiding that wine for so many years. He's still not willing to drink it. But you, little bastard, are thinking about it." The loud voice of the old man came from the other side.

Li Jinxing: "My wife wants to drink."

After a pause of conversation, he suddenly changed his mind: "When are you going to get it? Grandpa has buried a jar of good wine in the backyard of the old house for fifty years. Grandpa has always been reluctant to drink it, so I will dig it out."

"This is over."

Li Jinxing chuckled: "Grandpa, I have recently acquired several good paintings. There is one that you have been talking about for many years. I just got it from a deep collector and will send it to you."

Grandpa's life has been very different.

One is wine, the other is painting.

His paintings were also inherited from his grandfather.

A hearty laugh came from the other end of the phone: "You know what you are doing, so come quickly."

Li Jinxing hung up the phone. He decided to go back and learn bartending from the little ancestor at home.

Make a wine that satisfies her, and she will come here often.
Chapter completed!