A warm current rushed into the body and gathered in the Dantian. Ling Luo felt great pleasure.
At the same time, the black extreme fire energy in her body, guided by the warm current, gathered at a strange speed visible to the naked eye, condensing more and more, and becoming thicker and thicker.
Three days passed quietly, and the color of the light red liquid in the bathtub gradually became lighter, until it turned into clear water.
In the past three days, Ling Luo had not eaten anything, nor had she slept for a while, but when she opened her eyes, she felt extremely energetic.
She stood up from the bathtub. The water had already cooled down, but her body was unusually warm, and a faint aura of extreme fire flowed on the surface of her skin.
Walking into the inner room, Ling Luo dried her body, changed into clean clothes, and dressed up again.
I walked to the edge of the wooden basin and took out the Fire Sealing Bead, only to find that the water in the wooden basin had become clear.
"Xiao Luo, you have let me soak in this basin of cold water since yesterday. I am very unhappy!"
Ling Luo remembered a certain dragon's hysterical complaints.
Ling Luo chuckled and said comfortingly: "Okay, I'll give you a bigger basin next time, okay?"
"I want a bathtub, a bathtub!"
"Okay, okay, it's up to you. I'll give you a bathtub too."
"Huh, that's pretty much it."
Ling Luo was in a very good mood. The marrow-cleansing liquid refined from the black extreme fire was indeed extraordinary. In just three days, she had advanced from the first level to the peak of the second level.
Although it becomes more and more difficult to practice as time goes by, according to the current abnormal speed of practice, in almost two months, she should have the strength to fight Ling Yue!
However, the materials in that black space ring are very limited, and there are not many medicinal materials left to make the marrow cleansing liquid.
There are still four thirty-year-old Purple Ning grass, there are still many fifteen-year-old Cleansing Flowers, the price of Hanxue soil is relatively low, and there are still three second-level wood magic crystal cores.
In other words, she could only refine two more marrow-cleansing liquids at most, which was not enough for her to use for a week.
Thinking of this, Ling Luo couldn't help but start to worry. These things were very expensive in the market, and she had to find a way to make some money.
When I opened the door, a fresh breath came to my face. It was early morning, and the fragrance of grass and leaves was everywhere.
"Are you out of seclusion?"
A voice with a very special voice came to mind next to me, and it sounded very nice.
Ling Luo lowered his head and saw Xuanyuan Yu sitting cross-legged on the left side of the door. He was looking at him with a smile on his face.
"In just three days, he was promoted to the first level. Luo'er is really a genius."
Ling Luo was secretly frightened. He heard that only cultivators whose cultivation levels were tens of millions of times higher than the opponent's could determine the opponent's level at a glance.
How much strength does Xuanyuan Yu hide?
"I'm only a second-level warrior. It makes people laugh if I tell you." Ling Luo shrugged, "I'm still too weak."
Xuanyuan Yu stood up slowly, patted the dust on his clothes, and said: "How can you rush for quick success in your cultivation? You are already very powerful. Steady and steady is the right path."
Ling Luo felt it made sense and nodded.
"You haven't eaten for three days, right? Come on, let's go have breakfast." Xuanyuan Yu's lips curled up slightly, and he smiled like a spring breeze.
Ling Luo walked side by side with him. Thinking of him guarding her for the past three days, a strange feeling arose in her heart.
"Have you been at the door these three days?" she suddenly asked.