When he first accepted Long Xuanyuan as his disciple, he was just because of his thunder spirit root. Now it seems that not only his spiritual roots are the same as himself, but his talent is also excellent. As long as he cultivates it carefully, Long Xuanyuan will definitely become the pillar of Lingtian Sect in the future.

After Long Xuanyuan was guided by Lan Xiao, he imprinted the contents of the jade tablet into the sea of ​​consciousness under Lan Xiao's guidance and then left.

Cultivation is the job introduced by the master. After Lan Xiao taught Long Xuanyuan how to practice, he let Long Xuanyuan understand it himself.

It was already evening when Long Xuanyuan returned to his courtyard from the main hall. When he opened the door, Long Xuanyuan subconsciously searched for Jiujiu, but he couldn't find it.

Long Xuanyuan's eyes shook slightly, and he felt a little anxious. At this moment, Jiujiu's chuckle came from behind: "What are Xuan'er looking for?"

"Sister." Long Xuanyuan's eyes lit up instantly. He walked to Jiujiu with a stubborn face. Looking at the food box that Jiujiu was carrying, smelling the fragrance of the food box, Long Xuanyuan's eyes became brighter, and he asked happily with a cheerful tone: "Sister, did you make it for me?"

"It's all for Xuan'er." Jiujiu opened the food box, placed the food inside on the table one by one, handed the bowls and chopsticks to Long Xuanyuan, indicating that he could eat it.

Now Long Xuanyuan can draw qi into his body, and his body is full of spiritual energy. Even though he has not eaten for a day, he has not had a hint of hunger. Just Jiujiu cooked him, so he naturally finished all the food with great support.

Seeing Long Xuanyuan eating almost the meal of the three of them voraciously, Jiujiu brought out the hawthorn soup that had been prepared and handed it to Long Xuanyuan: "Drink it slowly."

"Okay." Looking at the hawthorn soup that smelled sour and sweet, Long Xuanyuan smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth. He looked like a child.

Jiujiu whispered while packing her things: "What did you go today, Master?"

Seeing Jiujiu ask herself, Long Xuanyuan immediately told her everything she had done today. After Lan Xiao said that she had already drawn the air into her body, Long Xuanyuan's face showed a look of asking for praise, which made Jiujiu pursed her lips and laughed out loud.

Today is the first day of practice and can perfectly draw qi into the body. It is worthy of being the protagonist in the book.

Jiujiu praised him with great sincerity: "Xuan'er is so amazing."

After receiving Jiujiu's praise, Long Xuanyuan smiled even happier and whispered to Jiujiu. Lan Xiao said what would happen if he had practiced well. Halfway through, Long Xuanyuan's words suddenly became inflated in his throat. He raised his head and looked at Jiujiu with anxiety: "Sister, what kind of cultivation do you have?"

Jiujiu sat opposite Long Xuanyuan, held her chin with one hand and looked at Long Xuanyuan with a smile, and said with a smile, "We maids are just pulling air into our bodies."

"Turn the air into the body?" A hint of panic flashed across Long Xuanyuan's face.

Lan Xiao once told him that induced qi into the body is equivalent to one foot stepping into the threshold of cultivation, increasing its life span by two hundred years, and successful foundation building will increase by one thousand years, and when the golden elixir is reached, it will increase by ten thousand years. If it is condensed into the Nascent Soul, it will increase by fifty thousand years. His spiritual roots are special and his talent is excellent, and he will definitely be able to overcome the tribulation and ascension in the future.

Lan Xiao expressed his longing expression when he spoke, as if he had seen Long Xuanyuan Feisheng succeed.

But, I will ascend, what about Jiujiu?

There is no time to practice. Lan Xiao said that people who practice retreat are counted in a hundred years. Jiujiu has only two hundred years, which is not enough for him to retreat. When he thought that what he saw after his retreat might be just a dry bone, Long Xuanyuan felt heartache and it was a little difficult to breathe in an instant.

Long Xuanyuan found that he could not imagine the scene where Jiujiu was gone. He felt heartbroken when he thought that Jiujiu would die. Long Xuanyuan stood up almost in a panic and walked to Jiujiu, grabbed Jiujiu's hand randomly and said, "Sister, I will teach you how to practice, don't die, don't die, okay?"

When he talked about death, Long Xuanyuan almost cried out.

In his few years, except for his parents and relatives, Jiujiu was the only person who took the initiative to treat him well.

The less you lack the intuition of the person you love, the more sensitive it is. Although the fishermen are kind to him and give him food, they are often tired of him, especially in winter. Whenever they see him, they subconsciously want to stay away from him, fearing that he will find them to eat. Lan Xiao is also good to him, but Lan Xiao’s goodness is based on what he wants, only Jiujiu, and only Jiujiu. Although she said that she is a maid and herself is the master, Long Xuanyuan could feel that Jiujiu just simply likes him, but just wants to be nice to him. Jiujiu didn’t have any other thoughts. She just wanted to be nice to herself.

If there is still someone in the world who loves him selflessly, then this person must be Jiujiu. If Jiujiu dies, then who will still love him without any intention?

Long Xuanyuan felt that his heart was extremely panicked. He held Jiujiu's hand, with a sad and helpless expression, as sad as a child who knew he was going to be abandoned by his mother.

Jiujiu didn't expect Long Xuanyuan to think of this, and after being stunned, she was moved.

She had only known Long Xuanyuan for two days, but Long Xuanyuan took it to heart. He was such a good child. Such a good child should become a strong and should not be led by a selfish person like Lan Xiaoxiao. Jiujiu originally just wanted to take care of him by Long Xuanyuan's side so that he would not become bad, but now.

Seeing Long Xuanyuan so nervous, Jiujiu couldn't help but hold Long Xuanyuan's hand and whispered: "I won't die."

Long Xuanyuan bit his lip, fearing that his body would tremble a little, and his voice was indescribable sob: "Sister, you lied to me, Master said, you only have two hundred years of life."

Long Xuanyuan held Jiujiu's hand very hard and tightly, and he didn't want to separate at all. He felt very sad when he thought that Jiujiu would die.

Jiujiu didn't expect Long Xuanyuan to be so serious. She couldn't help but sigh, squatted down and looked at Long Xuanyuan flatly, looked at Long Xuanyuan's eyes and said, "Don't Xuan'er trust me yet? I said I won't die, but I won't die."

Jiujiu's current cultivation level is already in the tribulation period, with a lifespan of one million years. In the original plot, Long Xuanyuan ascended 200,000 years later. At that time, as long as she wanted, she could ascend at any time, so she would not die at all.

But Long Xuanyuan didn't know what Jiujiu knew. He was immersed in the incident where Jiujiu might die before him. He was so sad that he couldn't extricate himself. Although he had not cried yet, his sad expression made Jiujiu feel sad.

Jiujiu didn't expect that she would have such a great influence on Long Xuanyuan. After sighing, she couldn't help but say: "I have now condensed into a golden elixir, and my life span is ten thousand years, and I will not die." (To be continued)
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