Chapter 1175 You Don't Have to Sleep for a Long Time Before You Die, You Will Sleep Forever After Death

"Moreover, the effect of the medicinal pills I controlled Qingxuan Ding refining is not as good as yours, and the success rate is not as high as yours." Cang Ming continued.

"I see." Yun Qingyan nodded, then looked at Cang Ming with dissatisfaction, "Since you can help me refine the medicine, why didn't you tell me before?"

Of course I don't want to do hard work! Cang Ming sneered in his heart, but looked at Di Jiuque, who was beside Yun Qingyan, but smiled and said, "Before, my soul was not solid enough. Controlling the cauldron and refining medicine consumes too much soul power, so I didn't say it."

Don't want to say it? Yun Qingyan saw Cang Ming's thoughts, but did not point them out.

She summoned Qingxuan Ding and put Cang Ming in it, "You will start refining medicine from tomorrow until you pay off your debts!"

Cang Ming was shocked, don't! The dragon will be exhausted!

But before it could object, it and Qingxuan Ding had already been taken back by Yun Qingyan.

The biggest light bulb left, Di Jiuque looked at the sky, then looked down at Yun Qingyan in his arms, his phoenix eyes glinting.

"Qing Yan, is it time to sleep?"

He didn't like to be close to people, even Feng Liao Yaoya had to stand a meter away to report to him, let alone sleep with others, but now... he fell in love with the light hugging him. The feeling of Yan sleeping gave him a sense of pleasure in his arms being filled.

Di Jiuque's phoenix eyes showed a hint of anticipation, and he hadn't shared a bed with Qingyan for a long time.

"No, since there will be more and more gods, I have to step up my cultivation." Yun Qingyan broke free from Emperor Jiuque's arms, sat cross-legged, and prepared to practice.

Di Jiuque finally knew what it meant to shoot himself in the foot...

"Cultivation is enough, and proper rest is also required." Di Jiuque tried his best.

Yun Qingyan gave him a blank look, "Cultivation is also a rest for Yuan Zhe?"

Cultivating for one night is actually more refreshing than sleeping all night and waking up in the morning. Primordial practitioners only sleep when they are lazy or enjoying themselves.

"Sleep is also very important." A certain emperor who once regarded cultivation as sleep reminded him without changing his expression.

Yun Qingyan glanced at him, her red lips rose slightly, and said indifferently, "You don't have to sleep for a long time before you die, you will sleep forever after you die."

After the words fell, he had already sunk into a state of cultivation.

Di Jiuque: "..." I finally found time to see my daughter-in-law, but...

Emperor Zun's face was as black as a pot helmet, so gloomy that it dripped with water.

Should he find that vice president to practice his hands again? Di Jiuque narrowed his eyes and thought.

"Aqiu! Aqiu!" Nie Zhao, who had fallen asleep peacefully under the massage of his apprentice, suddenly sneezed fiercely, feeling a sudden coolness creeping up his body.

He rubbed his nose, then shouted towards the opposite room, "Lin Zixiao, bring a quilt to your master!"

What the hell is the weather! With his cultivation, he would feel cold!

"Okay, Master." Lin Zixiao opened his eyes in sleepiness, and hurriedly went to find the cabinet.

The next morning, Yun Qingyan saw the miniature version of Emperor Jiuque as expected.

He has a small face and a very serious expression, which is completely different from the arrogance of last night!

Looking at his solemn expression, Yun Qingyan couldn't help but be amused, and pinched the little face, "Morning~ Xiaoque Que~"

"Crack." Before Yun Qingyan's hand could reach out, he was intercepted by Di Jiuque halfway.

He still prefers to show up at night.

Di Jiuque frowned unhappily.