On this day, Qin Ming didn't practice, and he kept teaching Qing Yan how to go from the most basic alchemy to the realm of Pill Emperor.
In simple language, Qin Ming and Qing Yan talked for a long time.
Qin's, living room.
Qin Yuan, Qin Qing and her mother are having breakfast in the living room.
Qin Yuan looked at Qin Qing in surprise:
"Ming'er really didn't come out of the old room all night?"
"Really!" Qin Qing nodded affirmatively:
"I don't know what they are doing. I thought my brother would only go in for a while. I didn't expect where he was still this morning.
No one can play with me now! "
"Good! Good!" Qin Yuan laughed happily, "It seems that Qin Ming is learning pill with the old man.
In this way, our Qin family will have an alchemist who truly belongs to us, and tomorrow will be very promising. "
"That's good, as long as you can learn alchemy tomorrow, then the Qin family will flourish in the future, and you won't have to rely on anyone!"
Mother Qin was also very happy. Parents didn't want their children to be successful.
"Qin Qing, you don't want to play with your brother in the future. Your brother is now learning alchemy. This is a critical time. Don't bother him."
Mother Qin looked at Qin Qing and exhorted.
"I know. I know." Qin Qing took two bites of rice with a bit of displeasure, and said, "I'm finished, I'm going to practice."
After speaking, Qin Qing strode out.
"This kid!" Mother Qin shook her head helplessly.
Qin Ming's practice room is surrounded by spiritual energy and mist rises.
"Eh...I take Qi Refining Pill for cultivation, it is too slow, it seems that I can try to take Qi Gathering Pill to practice."
Qin Ming shook his head and looked at the lower grade Qi Gathering Pill in his hand.
If others know Qin Ming's thoughts, it is estimated that he can be killed and he will be upgraded to four levels in two days.
Even so, Qin Ming still feels slow, how can ordinary warriors who have only been upgraded to a level in half a year live.
It seemed that he was determined to be desperate, and Qin Ming put the pill on his hand into his mouth, desperately carrying out the "Hunyuan Gong" exercises.
"It hurts!" Qin Ming felt that what he swallowed was not a Qi Gathering Pill, it was like a poison.
"Hurry up, suck, you give me a quick suck!" Qin Ming yelled desperately in his heart, desperately organizing the muscles and bones of the whole body, and absorbing the spiritual energy in the pill.
Fortunately, this is only the worst Qi Gathering Pill among the lower grades. If it were the upper grade, Qin Ming would have to spit it out.
"Huh...I finally absorbed the aura in the pill, now my strength should be stronger?
The body should also be stronger. "
Qin Ming squeezed his small fist, feeling his daily changes, and laughed out of joy.
"Now I am a ninth-level warrior. It seems that the aura in the Qi Gathering Pill is not comparable to the Qi Refining Pill."
A cycle in three days, it seems that I want to break through to the realm of a martial artist, and it only takes more than a month.
More than a month, um...it's not too slow anymore.
If it wasn't for laying a good foundation, Qin Ming could actually break through now.
However, Qin Ming's goal is not to restore the martial arts cultivation base of the previous life, but his goal is the **** of war.
Without a good foundation, how could he break through the realm of Valkyrie.
"Now it's time to test how hard I am now."
Thinking of this, Qin Ming walked to the measuring force bluestone to the side and lifted a bluestone hard.
This bluestone is a thousand catties, and Qin Ming raised it at will.
"Too light!"
Qin Ming randomly threw the bluestone to the ground, and the bluestone fell on the ground with a swelling sound, and a small hole was smashed into the ground.