Chapter 2491 A Pot of Spiritual Spring Reaches the Peak!

Xiaozhufeng.

Shuiyue Cave House.

Jiang Siming opened his eyes, it was still the familiar cave.

He was not in a hurry to go out, but now that he was going out, his cultivation base was still standing still, at the fifth level of the Aperture Boundary.

Eight years ago, he retreated with this level of cultivation, and now he is still standing still.

It's always unreasonable.

After being closed for eight years, only the cultivation base can survive, and he is boasted as a peerless genius in the cultivation world in vain, which is too bad.

It probably made Shuiyue and the others wonder whether he went to retreat, or used the retreat to sneak out to pick up girls?

For this reason, Jiang Siming decided to make a temporary breakthrough~

As for how to break through?

Jiang Siming shook the two pots of Wannian Lingquan in his hand, showing a smug smile.

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[Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Spring]: It can greatly improve the cultivation base. Only monks in the Out-of-Aperture Realm can drink it. In the Transformation God Realm, it can only be used after drinking for 100,000 years.

This is what he picked up in the game for more than a month in reality.

There are only two pots in total.

There is also a pot of thousand-year-old Lingquan, which was taken by Yuanying monk, and Jiang Siming is going to go out to take it for his wife.

Open a pot first, and a strong spiritual energy comes to the nostrils. Just by smelling it, the spiritual power in Jiang Siming's body has already begun to move around, speeding up Zhou Tian.

The liquid inside is transparent, like sake, very watery.

Without further hesitation, Jiang Siming raised his head and drank the entire pot of Lingquan.

After the spiritual spring entered his abdomen, it was like a dam breaking its embankment, and the spiritual power poured into Jiang Siming's hundred acupuncture points like a tidal wave!

Jiang Siming quickly closed his eyes and meditated, trying his best to digest the pot of spiritual spring.

The spiritual spring kept filling Jiang Siming's alchemy house.

Jiang Siming's realm also began to gradually improve!

A moment later, a golden light lit up, and Jiang Siming's realm went from the fifth level of the Aperture Realm to the sixth level of the Aperture Realm!

During this period, less than half a minute passed.

And this is far from over.

ten minutes.

Leaving the Aperture Realm Seventh Level!

half an hour.

The eighth level of the out-of-body state!

Three hours.

The Ninth Level of Out-of-Aperture Boundary!

When it was Jiuzhong, Jiang Siming felt that the spirit spring had been exhausted, so he opened his eyes again.

"Isn't this too fierce? This speed... is faster than practicing Yin-Yang Kungfu? Damn it!"

Jiang Siming was shocked.

He thought it would be good if this spiritual spring could raise his cultivation level by one level at most.

Unexpectedly, this thing is so good?

A pot of spiritual spring has risen to four realms!

Turtle.

Jiang Siming looked at the other pot of spiritual spring, salivating thirstily.

But he thought about it, but gave up again.

This ten-thousand-year spirit spring is only useful when it is out of the body.

He is already at the peak of the Leaving Aperture Realm, and taking it doesn't have much effect, and he can't be promoted to the God Transformation Realm, at most he can reach that bottleneck.

In the end, he had to break through by himself.

So it doesn't make much difference whether you drink it or not.

Instead of that, it's better to leave it to your own ladies.

Thinking of this, Jiang Siming took back the other pot of Lingquan, then got up and stepped out of the cave.

Coming out of the cave, it was the middle of the summer night.

The sky above the head is full of stars, and the night wind blows past, which makes people feel refreshed.

From time to time, fluorescent lights fly by among the grass and trees, just like the stars in the sky are playful, sneaking down to play while the sky is unprepared.

From Jiang Siming's cave, you can see the opposite mountain peak in the distance, which is the front mountain of Xiaozhu Peak, and you can vaguely see that there are candlelights in several houses.

The sky is full of stars spreading along the way, and there are lights at the end of the long road.

Such a good day is completely different from the busy high-rise buildings in reality.

This is the world of Xianxia, ​​the night of Xianxia.

Before Jiang Siming could act, the front peak of Xiaozhufeng suddenly lit up with a bright glow.

Fly straight towards him.

Xiaguang came in an instant, and came to Jiang Siming.

The visitor was dressed in black, with a light veil covering his face, with a graceful figure.

Jiang Siming looked at each other and smiled. After eight years of seeing each other, You Qingguan was still the same, seemingly unchanged.

When You Qingguan saw Jiang Siming coming out of retreat, his eyes were rosy with joy, and he threw himself into his arms like a young bird returning to the forest.

"Husband~ I miss you so much~"

Jiang Siming put his arms around the beautiful woman and said with a light smile, "I miss you too."

He hadn't seen them for more than a month, but they hadn't seen him for eight years.

Jiang Siming felt a little guilty. In fact, they worked far harder than real wives.

Because of the time difference, often when Jiang Siming goes out, their world will pass by for a long time.

Goodbye is always years away.

That is to say, every time Jiang Siming finishes the dungeon, he doesn't have to suffer so much after saving.

Because after archiving, the time of the copy is equivalent to being static.

No matter how long he left, Jiang Siming never left when he entered again.

Jiang Siming wanted them to avoid this kind of suffering, so he had to work hard, end this dungeon as soon as possible, and complete the archive.

"Why are you putting on the light gauze again?" Jiang Siming looked at You Qingguan in his arms, and asked curiously.

You Qingguan said with a blushing face: "My husband is in seclusion, so Qingguan puts on the light gauze again, and doesn't want others to see him."

Saying that, You Qingguan took off the veil from her face.

Before she could react, the red lips had already been occupied by Jiang Siming.

After a long time, Jiang Siming resisted the desire to practice and left the red lips of the beauty.

"By the way, why are you here alone, what about Shuiyue and the others?"

This is also what Jiang Siming wondered, why did You Qingguan come to pick him up alone when he came out of retreat.

The other ladies won't forget him, right?

You Qingguan gasped for fragrance, and replied: "The others have gone to retreat."

"Ah? Are you all in retreat?" Jiang Siming's expression was wonderful, and it could be said that the pain mask had been put on.

After retreating, wouldn’t there be no ‘play’ today?

You Qingguan nodded, and said: "Yes, since the first year of my husband's retreat, we saw that my husband hadn't come out yet, and we knew that this time, my husband might be in retreat for a long time, so we all practiced in seclusion one after another. Shuiyue and I are afraid of Qingyun Peak. The other sisters came out of the retreat two years ago, but seeing that the husband had not left the retreat, they retreated again to understand the exercises that the husband left for them."

Jiang Siming gave a wry smile after hearing this, and said, "I see."

It's not their fault, he can only blame himself for not coming back for so long.

Now all the ladies in Xiaozhufeng have gone to retreat like him.

Jiang Siming's consciousness swept away, and there were indeed many other caves near his cave.

There were indeed his wives sitting inside, Shuiyue, Biguio, Xueqi, Zhao Linger, Tian Linger, Wen Min, Solanum nigrum.

There are seven in total.

etc.

Why is there one less?

What about Nangong Wan?

Jiang Siming counted the number, it was wrong!

Don't look at how many wives he has, it seems that he can't count and remember.

But in fact, Lao Jiang remembers very clearly, how many daughters-in-law, what are the names of the daughter-in-laws, what are their measurements, where are their sensitive points, and their favorite poses...cough cough, he knows them all by heart.

There should be nine wives in his Little Bamboo Peak, why add You Qingguan here, there are only eight.

Where did Nangong Wan go?

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