One night, he meditated exhaustingly, and the best he could give was 0.05 points.

One stick of incense has improved by 0.5 points, saving ten days of hard work!

"It's a pity that it's all one year's worth of incense. How good would it be if it was ten or a hundred years old?"

He is a very greedy person sometimes.

A Qi practitioner who practices every night and can improve by 1% in one night cannot do this at all.

Everything depends on the superimposed influence of various talents. There is no [Tiandao Reward+], [Mentor+] or anything like that. Just look at how much progress he can make in one night.

He Zhao had an unforgiving mouth, but his body was very honest, and he lit four sticks of incense in succession.

"call--"

For a long time, a golden light like sunlight bloomed from his body.

The energy level rose sharply, more than tenfold.

"Comfortable."

[Qi Refiner: Flying Scenery (0%)]

[Gene sublimation·Spirit:14.32]

He licked his lips, but finally couldn't hold it back and set them all on fire.

Why keep it?

At the beginning, if he hadn't stolen Li Zheng's boxing skills, do you think this guy would have saved his attribute points?

It's impossible, they've all been used up long ago.

[Qi Refiner +0.5%]

[Gene Ascension·Spirit +0.5]

[Qi Refiner +0.5%]

[Gene Ascension·Spirit +0.5]

【.】

When the five sticks of incense burned out, they all turned into ashes.

[Qi Refiner: Flying Scenery (5%)]

[Gene sublimation·Spirit:16.82]

"A few minutes is enough for me to practice hard for a hundred days. No wonder the tall demon is so cautious. If it were me, I would probably hold it every day. No, if I had used it all, where could I keep it?"

Gao Zuozuo, the prisoner, was always restless for some reason and suddenly ran home for no apparent reason.

He looked at the hay disappearing from the crack of the door, his pupils suddenly swelled, and his face instantly became gloomy, just like the tall demon who had talked to Li Yong last night.

"No way?" A gloomy and hoarse voice sounded. Without caring about anything else, he hurriedly opened the door, looked at the ten sticks of incense in the incense burner, and breathed a sigh of relief.

No problem, it's exactly the same as last night.

He stepped forward, grabbed it all, pulled it out, put it under his nose and took a deep sniff.

"call--"

"Wait a minute!"

Gao Da Mo frowned, something seemed wrong?

So, I sniffed it again.

"ah--"
Chapter completed!