Absorbing
The two of them were too excited to go out last night, so they were tired at night. They only sat for a while before falling asleep. Judging from the looks of it, he would be cultivating until very late today.
Before Zhi Lan returned, Dream had already refined a small piece of jade that she had just bought with her spiritual power. Then, he released the jade token in his body. The jade token rotated slightly and absorbed all the refined liquid.
In Dream's hand, there was still something that looked like ashes. It seemed that the jade tablet had directly expelled the impurities in the jade liquid. This was the first time Zhimeng had seen such a magical jade token.
After the jade tablet absorbed the liquid, it flew back to her dantian. Although the jade tablet didn't seem to have changed much, Zhi Meng, who was connected to the jade tablet, could feel that the jade tablet had changed slightly.
This piece of jade was really too little, so it did not have much effect on the jade plate. However, this was a good start. It opened a window for the dream. It turned out that the jade plate could be replenished and repaired like this.
But why didn't the ancestors repair the jade plate? If there were any problems, he could only slowly solve them in the future. Dream then put this matter aside and began to cultivate wholeheartedly.
This small town still had some spiritual energy, and it was even better than their home. She began to take a deep breath. Before she left, she had just broken through to the fourth level of the Aura Refining realm. She was just stabilizing her realm a little. She could take advantage of the fact that the spiritual qi here was still alright to stabilize and improve.
Dream spent the entire night cultivating, and Mist fell asleep in the middle of the night. The next morning, Zhi Lan woke up and saw that Zhi Meng was still meditating on the bed opposite her.
She felt a little embarrassed. It was only because Dream was diligent. Otherwise, how could she compare to his cultivation speed with his two spiritual roots?
After a while, Meng Zikun came over to visit them. Meng felt like he had stopped cultivating and got up to tidy up a little.
"Let's leave today!" Meng Zikun said. There was really nothing to shop around here!”
The two granddaughters agreed. Zhi Lan even said to her grandfather," If the towns are like this all the way, there's no need to stop in the future!”
"That won't do," said Meng Zikun."We'll have to walk in the wilderness at night. It's not safe. We still have to find a place to settle down and travel during the day.”
"Alright, I'll listen to Grandpa!"”
Dream nodded at the side. She had always been very quiet.
The three of them paid the bill and quickly left the town. Meng Zikun took out his flying sword and flew with his two granddaughters. As they flew, they saw a town that was even smaller than the one they were in yesterday.
They did not stop. Meng Zikun continued to ride his flying sword and flew in the direction of the sect. Finally, before the sun set, they arrived at a larger town.
After the three of them landed, they entered the city gate and found an inn to rest. The journey today was really too far. Not only was the grandfather on the sword tired, but the two young ones on the sword were also tired.
Zhi Lan and Zhi Meng entered the room together. Zhi Lan had already decided that she would only sit for a while before going to sleep.
However, Zhi Meng continued to meditate and cultivate. She was already used to such a cultivation life. The night before, she had woken up to cultivate after Zhi Lan had fallen asleep. Her father had once advised her to sleep normally, as it was good for her health.
However, after she, Meng Zhimeng, had tasted the wonderful feeling of cultivation, she no longer felt like sleeping. She was still concerned about the Mist the first day, but the sect was about to accept a disciple. She didn't have as good a spirit root as Zhi Lan. If she didn't work harder, what would she do if the sect didn't accept her?
She had a great sense of urgency, which made her want to try her best to improve her cultivation before taking in a disciple. This sense of urgency made her no longer care about what Mist was thinking.
At night, Zhi Lan only sat for a short while before falling asleep again. When she woke up the next morning, Zhimeng was no longer in bed. Mist quickly got up and went to look for her grandfather. As soon as she went out, she saw Dream walking over with a tray.
"This is your breakfast." Dream handed it to Mist and turned to leave. She turned around and waved her hand behind her." We'll wait for you in the hall below."”
Zhi Lan shook her head helplessly. This was the most Zhi Meng had said since they left. He was like a little adult all day long, silent.
Their entire family loved their second uncle's dream. She usually took good care of her, but the more Chang Zhimeng talked, the less talkative she became. She became the most taciturn person in the Meng family.
Mist quickly finished his breakfast and went downstairs to meet them. When Meng Zikun saw Zhi Lan rushing over, he chuckled and said," Take your time. There's no need to rush. We'll stay here for the day and walk around. If you want to stay for another two days, we have plenty of time. There's no hurry!”
Zhi Lan was a little embarrassed." I'm sleeping in, and I still have to wait for Grandfather! It's not good!" Zhilan acted bashful. Meng Zikun burst into laughter, and Zhimeng's lips curled into a smile.
Zhilan was the happy apple of this family and had the sweetest mouth. The elders all liked her, and her cousins had nothing to say. Even Zhimeng, who didn't like to talk or interact with people, was the closest to her.
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