"Dad, I want it even!" Xiaoxiao held the small bowl with her short hand, and Yaoyao wiped her greasy mouth with the back of her hand and shouted.

"If you eat it again, you will become a fat pig." Lu Chen smiled and pointed his daughter's nose.

"I'm not a fat pig." Yaoyao pouted and her cheeks bulged, but the peanut butter was so delicious. Yaoyao peeked at the big jar, but her dad said that she would gain weight if she eats too much, so she shouldn't get fat.

"Dad, can I bring some peanut butter to Xiaoyue and Mengmeng tomorrow?" After thinking about it, Yaoyao grabbed Dad's big hand and shook it and said coquettishly.

"Of course there is no problem." Lu Chen touched the little loli's head indulgently, and could think that this was a good thing for his friends.

The little loli, who had a little meal, did not go crazy in the shop, but instead released Xiao Dou Dou to play and meditated on the bed for the first time.

"This is the homework assigned by the teacher for us, and I say I have to practice every night." Yaoyao said decently.

"Meditating requires quietness, so I won't disturb you." Lu Chen was very happy that Yaoyao could practice by herself.

"But dad, I'm a little scared." Yaoyao said with her little mouth pouting.

"That dad is meditating in front of the bed. Can we practice together?" Lu Chen couldn't help but feel soft when he saw Yaoyao's begging eyes and thought of a compromise.

"Really, that's great!" Yaoyao became happy again, so the father and daughter sat up in the room.

I have to say that Yaoyao has amazing talent. In an instant, she entered the realm of emptiness. Lu Chen could feel the spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathering here.

Lu Chen was unwilling to disturb her and quietly left the room outside the room.

He thought about entering the Hunyuan Pearl, where the spiritual energy was extremely strong. Lu Chen took out the spiritual herb seeds he bought today and planted them in five pieces of spiritual fields.

Lu Chen specially peeled off the grapes and took out the seeds and planted them in another spiritual field.

As soon as these seeds were planted, the spiritual energy in the space rushed over frantically.

Lu Chen felt the madness of spiritual energy decrease, and was startled. He quickly took out a third-grade spiritual crystal to crush it, and the strong spiritual energy replenished it into the space again.

He still underestimated these spiritual herb seeds. The spiritual herbs in the spiritual field were like terrifying vortexes, constantly absorbing spiritual energy.

In a loss, Lu Chen took out a few more third-grade spiritual crystals, which restored the balance of the space spiritual energy again.

"I'm losing a lot!" Lu Chen felt so distressed that he had a toothache. But even though he felt sad, the seeds of the spiritual herbs in the spiritual field had sprouted, full of vitality, shaking with the vortex of spiritual energy.

I don’t know what it will look like, but Lu Chen felt a strong expectation in his heart.

The same spiritual herb seeds are in different levels of spiritual fields, and the harvest is also different. The spiritual herbs of the same level are divided into broken, complete, perfect, and the best.

The spiritual herbs sold in the Lingdan Pavilion are all of the complete levels. The higher the level, the better the elixirs refined. According to the standards of the Medicine King Sect, each elixir has a high spirit.

Seeing that the grapes also grew small buds, Lu Chen found a few wooden sticks and inserted them into the spiritual field. When the grape vines rose up, they would wrap them around the wooden sticks.

After doing all this, Lu Chen left the Hunyuanzhu.

When Lu Chen knew that he had just come out, he heard his daughter's crying. He was shocked and ran in.

I saw Yaoyao huddling in the corner of the bed, curling into a ball, her little face was flushed, her face full of tears, her pear blossoms looked pitiful with rain, and she kept shouting: "Dad, where are you?"

"Why are you crying?" Lu Chen hurried over to coax his daughter.

"I woke up and saw that my father was gone, wuwu..." The little loli saw Lu Chen rushing over, hugging his neck aggrievedly and sobbed.

"It's not good for all the dad..." Lu Chen couldn't help but blame himself when he felt his daughter's deep attachment to him.

"It's not bad, dad." Yaoyao shook her head and said, throwing her ponytail around.

"Okay, stop crying, I'm crying like a cat. Dad swears that I won't leave my good daughter anymore." Lu Chen wiped Yaoyao's tears and said with her arms around her soft body.

"I don't leave my dad, either." Yaoyao didn't cry.

"By the way, there are a few days left to be your birthday. What birthday gift do you want?" Lu Chen asked with a smile.

"Birthday gift? Are there any gifts on birthdays?" Yaoyao asked in confusion. People in this world only have birthdays and have no concept of birthdays.

"Of course there are gifts, what gifts do you want?" Lu Chen asked.

"I want a lot of delicious food, it's best if Xiaoyue and Mengmeng come." Yaoyao looked full of longing.

"Don't worry, there will be one. Let's wash your face first. Can I tell you a story?"

"That's great." Yaoyao cheered.

The night gradually became deeper, and Lu Chen sat on the bed, hugged his daughter and slowly told her the story of a thousand and one night. Until Yaoyao was sleepy and yawned and went to bed, Lu Chen covered her with a quilt, and then left the hut.

Lu Chen sat in the yard and took a Qi Condensation Pill, entered the mysterious realm to practice the innate spiritual energy. The second drop of true liquid had been formed, and the body absorbed spiritual energy much faster.

However, the Eight Nine Profound Art requires a lot of spiritual energy to nourish the body, and Lu Chenming's cultivation level is greatly reduced.

There was no way. After Lu Chen refined the spiritual energy contained in this Qi Condensation Pill, he took out the Zhenwu Jade Pendant. His spiritual sense moved slightly, and his whole body disappeared in the yard.

Last time I challenged the eighth level of Qi Refining in the Zhenwu Fantasy Realm. As soon as Lu Chen entered here, he saw a black shadow attacking.

The cultivator of the eighth level of Qi Refining exploded with all his strength! His body was like an arrow, and the cultivator appeared in front of Lu Chen almost instantly.

"Breaking the stone fist!" the cultivator shouted loudly, and a single fist came whistling.

Lu Chen had no time to dodge and protected him with his arms under conditioned reflex.

"boom!"

The cultivator was unreasonable and his fists were like shelling, attacking Lu Chen frantically!

After Lu Chen was hit by the first blow, he couldn't believe his arms. You should know that the power of the eighth level of Qi Refining Cultivator was as high as 800 kilograms. He hit his arm but didn't feel it.

Yes! It really doesn't feel it, it's like a small wooden stick gently tapping on the arm.

Lu Chen felt the power of the Eight Nine Profound Art, and the eight hundred kilograms of power hit the cultivator at the first level of the innate realm. He would feel pain even if he was not injured.

The eight or nine mysterious skill has become a saint in the body, and the cultivation reaches the highest level, and the physical resistance and magic resistance are full. No matter how many routines you have, I will definitely win the country with one punch.

Lu Chen watched the cultivator's fist roaring, and stretched out his arm and punched him.

Boom! The black shadow of the cultivator seemed to be hit by a cannonball, and instantly turned into black smoke and disappeared into mid-air.

Extremely relaxed!

Only if there is no reputable name, can you just get bored like this when fighting?

"Dong!" At this moment, the melodious bell rang on the mountain, attracting Lu Chen's gaze.

I don’t know what’s up there? Lu Chen walked forward with curiosity.

Lu Chen used the second level of the Eight and Nine Profound Art to the extreme. His strong body made him like a heavy tank, rumbling over him. No one in the acquired realm cultivators were aligned with one general.

After the battle, Lu Chen's understanding of the Eight and Nine Profound Art became much deeper. He felt that the bones on his arm were numb and itchy. He looked inward and found that as the battle was fought, the bones on his arm slowly turned black iron.

Its hardness surprised Lu Chen. He waved his arms and could easily smash a huge and hard granite into pieces.

It was not until he was about to reach the edge of the woods at the foot of the mountain and encountered a cultivator in the innate realm that Lu Chen stopped crushing the mode.

The innate realm can already use primary spells, magic arrays, and magic tools.

"Flame Knife!"

The black shadow of the innate realm cultivator in front of him sacrificed a big sword, and its flames rolled, and the howling sound of the knife broke through the air, and the knife was always in the vital points of Lu Chen's body.

When Lu Chen saw the big knife coming, he subconsciously picked up the Tianqi knife that he only used when cooking. Lu Chen waved it to the big knife with the Tianqi knife.

The collision of the two swords! What surprised Lu Chen was that the sword of the innate cultivator was cut off in an instant, and the entire black shadow was split into two halves and disappeared into the air.

The kitchen knife is so squint!
Chapter completed!