The lady called Xiao Yue to help cook the medicine.
Xiaoyue is seventeen years old and has a slim figure. She wears a pink skirt and outlines her soft curves.
Although their appearance is far inferior to that of Cui's mother and daughter, they are still pretty and pleasant.
In addition to his lively personality, he often took care of Chen Yanjun's food and daily life on Mrs. Cui's behalf. He went back and forth and became very familiar with Chen Yanjun.
While Xiao Yue was boiling the medicine, she stared at Chen Yanjun, who was meditating with his eyes closed in the practice room, and looked at it carefully.
How handsome!
After thinking for a long time, I found the topic.
"I heard from Madam that the young master has resumed his practice. I wonder how much he will gain today?"
Chen Yanjun opened his eyes and glanced at Xiao Yue.
He saw that the mountain was not a mountain, and when he looked at the little maidservant, he felt like he was seeing a female demon, and his energy and blood surged.
Among the twelve disasters in the demonic fantasy world, there are many demons and monsters causing chaos.
"In the past three years, I would like to thank Miss Xiaoyue for your meticulous care. Mr. Chen is mediocre in talent, often depressed because of his incompetence, and has made many rude remarks. Please forgive me."
Xiaoyue looked at it in surprise for a long time and was flattered.
"The young master said this as if he was leaving the house... The past three years have been Madam's wish, so Xiao Yue has no merit."
Chen Yanjun said:
"Madam saved me from the Weishui River and supported me in my practice for three years. Maybe she wanted me to help take care of the pharmacy business, or to help Qingchuan change his ways, or to make Qiu Zhuo change his view of men... Unfortunately, three years have passed, and Chen
Didn’t do anything.”
Xiaoyue shook her head.
"Madam, I haven't thought about that much. I just calculated my luck and found that the young master is a noble man."
"Today, my lady is very impressed with the young master, which is more than what the young master said."
"Perhaps the young master is more than just a lady."
After saying that, he covered his mouth and laughed. Without giving Chen Yanjun a chance to defend himself, he told Chen Yanjun when the soup was ready and walked out of the house.
She thought to herself that if the young master married his wife, she would become his maidservant, and maybe they would have an affair!
Watching Xiao Yue's figure walking away happily, Chen Yanjun shook his head and sighed in his heart.
The original owner relied on his handsome face to turn the plot of Internet articles about bitches looking down on others into a plot of being teased by various women in disguise.
It can be seen that a person's face is much more important than he imagined.
Even in the age of immortal martial arts, where strength is valued, handsomeness is still one of the hallmarks of a man.
He could not imagine how deadly he would be to women as his cultivation level improved in the future.
It's very annoying.
In life, it is enough to have a few close friends with fair skin, good looks, long breasts and big breasts.
Life is short, it is unwise to provoke too many women, it is also harmful to the body, and it is not a way to maintain good health.
After the medicine is cooked and allowed to cool, Chen Yanjun filters the soup into a medicine cup and drinks it all in one gulp.
I immediately felt refreshed and all fatigue was gone.
So, he gave up his plan to rest and continued practicing.
He can no longer enter the magical fantasy world.
One can only look at the mountains but not the mountains, take care of all things in the world, or recall the past.
Coupled with the Qi-condensing effect of herbs, the point addition speed is very fast.
[Mortal +1, progress 83/100!]
[Mortal +1, progress 84/100!]
[Mortal +1...]
At the beginning of Yin Dynasty, the cultivation level increased to 90, but it could not increase for the time being.
Until dawn, it was still fixed at 90.
Chen Yanjun guessed that this was probably related to his Five Elements Equally Gifted. He had heard before that when condensing Qi to the ninth level, he would encounter a bottleneck. Unless he could change to a single spirit in the future, most of the Five Elements Equally Gifted practitioners would encounter a bottleneck.
That’s where it stopped.
Fortunately, he has a dot panel. As long as you invest a lot of resources and add dots, you can get it!
However, if you practice "Qi Nourishing Technique" to the third level, you may be able to take a shortcut...
The reason why the third level of nourishing qi slows down normal cultivators' progress is because they seek stability too much. However, Chen Yanjun's absolute five elements are as stable as an old dog. Even if he enters the third level of nurturing qi, he will never be slowed down.
Practice speed.
If you want to reach the third state of nourishing qi, you don't need to look at talent, but only at the practitioner's experience and state of mind.
However, for Qi Condensation Pill, the third level is not necessary. As long as the talent is good and the resources are sufficient, the first level and the second level can be directly entered.
By being able to enter the third level, the cultivator's Dantian will be more solid, the strength will be stronger, and subsequent promotions will be smoother.
During the five hundred years of the Xianwu Tang Dynasty, the only cultivator who has been able to reach the third realm in a mortal body is Senior Han Ping.
Only when Chen Yanjun reaches the third level of nourishing qi can he be able to eat and drink more without thinking...
However, even so, his talent after adding some points is enough to shock the past and present, and there is nothing to criticize about Golden Finger.
The third realm can be encountered but not sought.
…
Early the next morning.
Chen Yanjun slowly opened his eyes and stretched.
He suddenly realized that there was no pain in his injured lower abdomen, but instead there was warmth.
When I opened my lower abdomen, I saw that the wound from yesterday was almost invisible, only a faint red mark.
It is truly a world of immortal martial arts and a medical miracle.
Although he had not slept all night, the meditation with his eyes closed was enough to recharge his energy, and he also drank the herbal medicine that was full of spiritual energy. Chen Yanjun did not feel tired in the morning.
From this we can see that staying up all night is the real way to cultivate immortality.
Chen Yanjun stood up cross-legged and pushed the door open to go out.
The spiritual energy on the face is refreshing into the heart and spleen, the mist of birds and crystal dewdrops are like a fairyland.
The day's plan begins in the morning.
Speaking of which, this was the first morning after he traveled through time, and Chen Yanjun felt that he could not let it down.
While recovering from his abdominal injury, he decided to practice martial arts again.
Experience the legendary third stage of power and what it feels like.
He immediately went back to the room to wash up, eat some snacks, drink a cup of spiritual tea, put on a short gray military robe, took the "Shence Military and Physical Techniques" and pushed out the door again.
The old locust trees are as tall as a canopy, and the spring birds are chirping non-stop.
Chen Yanjun opened the book and was posing.
A young figure wearing blue and white brocade clothes and carrying a green wine gourd staggered from the pavilion in front of the grass row.
Suddenly he stopped, rubbed his eyes, and looked intently at the man under the locust tree.
After looking at it for a while, I finally confirmed Chen Yanjun's identity with some doubts.
"Brother Chen, there are no outings in the Imperial College today. Come with me to Huayan Pavilion for a drink."
The young man is none other than Mrs. Cui's son, Du Qingchuan.
He is only one month younger than Chen Yanjun.
He looks quite handsome, not very tall, and his face is always flushed, so that Chen Yanjun still hasn't seen his skin color.
It is said that he practiced very hard when he was a child, but unfortunately due to his talent, he never made it to the top level. As an adult, he wandered around the smoke alleys and became completely useless. He even gave up on the Du Wei Cao Xing that he was supposed to inherit.
After Chen Yanjun entered Cui's house, he suddenly felt that he was no longer that useless. Besides, Chen Yanjun also served as his wingman, provided cover, and often went to Cao Xing to help. Naturally, he and Chen Yanjun had a good relationship.
Chen Yanjun saw that the mountain was not a mountain, and felt that this boy was like a monster and that he was basically hopeless.
"I'm going to practice martial arts again, Qingchuan, you should also practice seriously."
Chen Yanjun said seriously, with the tone of an elder.
Du Qingchuan felt that Chen Yanjun was acting strange. After confirming that he had not drunk too much, he said:
"Brother Chen, is he possessed by evil spirits?"
"Let me ask you...how many butterfly marks are there on the butterfly painting girl's butt?"
Chen Yanjun shook his head.
"I drank too much again. Did you forget that you have never taken down the butterfly-painting girl?"
Only then did Du Qingchuan become convinced.
"...You are right."
"It's precisely because I failed to capture the Butterfly Girl that I need Brother Chen's help!"
"With a face like yours, everything is easy to talk about. Besides, Brother Chen is not as good as me in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and poetry. When you compare it, won't I become better?"
Chen Yanjun suddenly felt that there was no need to save this guy, so he promised:
"I will help you when I reach a higher level of practice."
Du Qingchuan was unhappy and strode over.
"Then there's smoke coming from my grave. Which one of us is more talented than the other!"
Chen Yanjun was too lazy to answer.
"I had an epiphany yesterday."
When Du Qingchuan heard this, he stepped close to Chen Yanjun.
"I also had an epiphany. Who said that only seven meridians can enter the imperial examination? Who stipulated it? It's just spiritual energy, and it is divided into seven colors like a rainbow? I will enter the imperial examination with music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry!"
Chen Yanjun shook his shoulders and shrugged:
"Then go to the Imperial College and practice well."
Du Qingchuan's eyes showed sadness.
"Alas, in this sad era, the holy place of music, chess, calligraphy and painting has long been transferred to Huayan Pavilion."
"Otherwise, I'm not the kind of person who is obsessed with women, right?"
"In terms of female beauty, apart from the four great women, who can compare with my mother and my sister?"
However, the fact that Chen Yanjun knew was that Du Qingchuan was a womanizer, especially the petite type.
For example, Xiaoyue.
However, Xiaoyue is the lady's maid, and the lady says that unless he can marry Xiaoyue, he cannot touch her.
As a result, this boy, like Qiu Zhuo, is a non-marriage person, and he has never touched Xiao Yue.
At least Qiuzao has a high level of cultivation and can live forever. As for Du Qingchuan, he will be nothing more than a handful of loess in a hundred years, and the Du family will stop there.
Mrs. Cui had a severe headache because of this, and she was about to develop lines at the corners of her eyes.
Chen Yanjun could only give words of advice.
"Even if your efforts are fruitless, you shouldn't give in. Be a good person and marry a talented female cultivator in the future. She might be able to achieve double cultivation."
Du Qingchuan leaned against the trunk of a locust tree and took a sip of wine.
"You want to marry my sister, who is a double cultivator, right?"
Chen Yanjun shook his head.
"No, the person I want to marry is your mother."
"After I enter the product."
"puff--"
Du Qingchuan sprayed out a mouthful of wine and woke up instantly.
Somewhat shocked.
Intellectually speaking, he really admired Chen Yanjun's choice and courage.
But emotionally, he couldn't accept it.
"Good morning, Chen Yanjun!"
"I treat you as a brother, but you actually want to be my father!"
"You are only a few dozen days older than me... I don't agree. I don't agree with this marriage!"
Chen Yanjun said with a cold face:
"If this marriage happens, I will help you get every girl in Huayan Pavilion."
Du Qingchuan's eyes widened suddenly, and he took a sip of sake, which reverberated in his stomach.
"Dad... ah, brother Chen, you must practice hard and strive to become a good person as soon as possible. My mother's happiness in the rest of her life depends on you."
With that said, he patted Chen Yanjun on the shoulder, turned around and returned the same way, and went to Huayan Pavilion again.
Chen Yanjun sighed helplessly, opened the "Shence Jun Taishu Compendium", and started with a set of Loving Father Jun Taishu.