Chapter 292 The Maid Who Came to Your Door

late at night.

Ning Daoran returned to Tongfu Inn, set up the restrictions, and then sat cross-legged on the bed.

A glimmer of light appeared before my eyes.

The soul-searching results were pretty good. The soul memories of those powerful men from Longwu Mountain in the stele forest were no longer complete. Although the complete Dragon Demon Heart Sutra was not found, half of it was found.

[Dragon Demon Heart Sutra Part 1. Earth Rank Middle Grade (Not Entry Level)]

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Ning Daoran glanced at the time of intensive cultivation, which was as long as 300,000 years. He had not used the intensive cultivation time to practice the Evergreen Technique for a long time, in order to save the intensive cultivation time for the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra.

So, he took a deep breath and poured a lot of time and effort into the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra. Suddenly, his figure fell into a scene under a cliff waterfall and turned into a young man who was sitting cross-legged and practicing peerless martial arts.

[In the forty-fourth year, you have been practicing the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra with great effort and have made some progress. You have touched the surface of the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, but the large amount of blood and energy consumed has made you look haggard and extremely thin.]

[Ninety-second year, you must replenish your blood and energy, otherwise you will not be able to practice...]

[164th year, forcibly practicing the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra will only exhaust all your blood and energy. You must stop this crazy behavior.]

[Year 330, your blood and energy are exhausted, and you are about to die]

There's something wrong with this situation.

Ning Daoran hurriedly exited the time cultivation mode, feeling that his body had weakened to the limit. He looked down and saw that his hands, arms, and legs were so thin that only bones and skin were left, and his entire body was covered with wrinkled skin like old tree bark. At this moment, even a three-year-old child could easily push him down.

His blood and energy were completely exhausted, and his whole body looked like a skeleton. He had become a real piece of skeleton.

"I'm... "

Ning Daoran was horrified and hurriedly opened a jade bottle with trembling hands. He took out a fine-grade real blood pill from the jade bottle and swallowed it. Immediately, a powerful warm current exploded in his stomach and intestines, and then turned into boundless blood and energy to nourish his body again. For a moment, the dry flesh and skin quickly filled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Scary, too scary! Ning Daoran frowned, this is the consequence of being inexperienced, he almost killed himself by practicing the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra.

I think that the top martial arts skills such as the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra are completely different from the immortal skills such as the Body Tempering Art. The consumption of blood and energy is extremely exaggerated. Next time when you use your intensive time to practice the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, you can consider swallowing a few True Blood Pills and then see the effect.

A few days later.

Ning Daoran's blood and energy were full, and he no longer looked scary. He swallowed three True Blood Pills in one breath and quickly entered the time cultivation mode again.

This time it worked.

When he withdrew from the time of intensive cultivation again, he turned into a skeleton again, trembling all over, as if he would die at any time. However, at this time, he had already cultivated the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra to the first level.

This top-notch martial arts technique is surprisingly the same as the Changqing Jue. The level of cultivation is calculated by the number of levels, rather than the perfection and transformation classification of ordinary techniques.

Moreover, Ning Daoran has completely understood that the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra requires constant intake of True Blood Pills to restore the body and constant use of time to refine it. It is definitely not a skill that can be mastered overnight by simply practicing for a long time.

In other words, this painstaking Dragon Demon Heart Sutra would probably take a long time of training to master, and only then can one reach Nie Shentong's level. Only after defeating Nie Shentong and obtaining the complete Heart Sutra, can his body training path truly reach its peak!

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Therefore, it is always inconvenient to live in an inn, as there are too many people and too many ears. Moreover, from the innkeeper to the fat cook and the poor accountant, to the waiter and the maid, even the captain of the police who often eats and drinks for free passing by the door, it seems that there are not many good people.

A few days later.

Ning Daoran rented a small courtyard in a good location on the main street of Jicheng. The courtyard was quite spacious and had several houses inside, which was enough for him and Dabenlu to live in.

Next, it is time to practice peacefully.

A few months later, the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra was advanced to the fourth level!

At this time, Ning Daoran's blood was already quite vigorous, and the body tempering effect of the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra was naturally far better than the Body Tempering Technique. When Ning Daoran pushed his fist, the blood in his body boiled, like red magma rolling, and when he exerted force, a blood-colored real dragon realm appeared around him, as if every punch and kick was blessed by the blood of a real dragon.

Ning Daoran was in a good mood immediately and decided to take Lao Lu out to eat. It was said that the fried dough sticks, steamed buns and spicy soup for breakfast in Jicheng were quite famous. He hadn't had time since he arrived, so today was a good opportunity to go and try it.

But just when the man and the deer opened the door, a woman with patches all over her body was standing outside the courtyard wall. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at Ning Daoran at all.

"Excuse me...Excuse me, does the master need a maid?"

"I'm very skillful, I can cook, wash clothes and fold quilts. I'm very cheap, only one spirit stone a year..."

"Master, do you want it?"

She lowered her voice, her hands entangled with each other, and it was obvious that she was in great pain and confusion.

Jicheng is a mortal city, and it is not uncommon for people to come and ask to be maids. After all, winter is coming, and this year is another famine year. The relief grain issued by the court has been embezzled by local officials, and the common people are only one step away from exchanging their children for food. It is normal for the daughter of a poor family to recommend herself as a maid.

Ning Daoran has never been interested in this kind of thing.

However, just as he was stunned, he found out that he actually knew this woman. She was the owner of the stall where he had found a bargain when he first entered the city. The magic weapon embryo was still in his storage bag.

Come to think of it...if this woman had the money for the magic embryo, she would never have sold herself.

One spirit stone a year is equivalent to one hundred taels of silver, which is actually not cheap. This is probably the reason why this pretty girl has not sold herself yet.

"Chi Susu, don't you recognize me?" Ning Daoran asked with a smile.

"ah?"

Chi Susu panicked and looked up at Ning Daoran. She was pale and thin, and obviously had been hungry for a long time. She stared at the man and the deer for a long time, and finally her eyes shone: "Senior, it turned out to be you..."

"Um."

Ning Daoran nodded and said, "Don't go around anymore. I'll take you in as my maid for ten spirit stones a year. I don't need you to accompany me on my bed. You just need to help me and Lao Lu clean the rooms in the courtyard."

"Okay, thank you, senior!"

Chi Susu nodded repeatedly, but seemed to feel that the address was not right, so she changed her words and said, "No, it should be Thank you, sir!"

"Come on, have breakfast with us!"

"Yes, sir!"

Two people and a deer squatted at a roadside stall and feasted on the food. Ning Daoran had just practiced the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra to the fourth level. Although he had recovered a lot after swallowing a True Blood Pill, he still looked thin and frail. Not to mention Chi Susu. Although she had a delicate appearance, she was also a skinny person with a flat chest.

"Young Master..."

After eating twelve fried dough sticks in a row, Chi Susu wiped her mouth, her pretty face full of shyness. She had eaten too much, but she was still not full. If she had more...

“Ahem.”

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Ning Daoran was also a little embarrassed: "I haven't eaten for a long time, so my eating manners are not very good. I ate 24 fried dough sticks in one go and I still don't feel full. How about we order more?"

"Um!"

Chi Susu nodded vigorously.

"Boss, give me another two hundred dough sticks!"

“Ahhh~~~”

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In the small courtyard, a tall ginkgo tree is shedding golden leaves.

Chi Susu picked up the broom and was about to start cleaning the yard, but Ning Daoran asked her to rest and digest the food first, and she would still have time to clean up when she had enough strength.

"Susu."

He looked at the woman in front of him whose clothes were patched and extremely worn out, and asked, "Who else is at home?"

"Both parents are gone."

Chi Susu pursed her dry and cracked lips and said, "Now it's just me and my brother. My brother has been practicing martial arts in the Su family martial arts hall since he was a child, and it consumes a lot of energy. We have sold out everything that can be sold at home, but we still..."

"well."

Ning Daoran understood everything at once. Practicing martial arts will make three generations poor. If a poor family has a brother who practices martial arts, the family will naturally be penniless. Although the elixirs and blood food consumed by martial artists are just a drizzle compared to those of immortal cultivators, they are an astronomical figure for ordinary families.

However, there are countless families who would sell all they have to send their children to learn martial arts in order to help them succeed.

"Here are ten spirit stones. I'll give them to you in advance."

Ning Daoran took out another 100 taels of silver and said, "This 100 taels of silver is for our family's household expenses. You can use 10 taels of it to buy a few sets of clothes. As my maid, you can't dress too shabby."

"Yes, thank you, sir..."

There were tears in Chi Susu's eyes.

Ning Daoran felt a little guilty and said with a smile, "After dinner, go buy some clothes and wash yourself up. You are a very pretty girl, and it's not good to look like this. Besides, here is a pill that can increase your blood energy a little. Take it first."

"yes!"

Chi Susu accepted the pill and swallowed it immediately.

This is a beauty pill that can keep Chi Susu's appearance at the most beautiful age in her life. It can also be regarded as Ning Daoran's small compensation for her being picked up by him.

Thus, Ning Daoran, Dabenlu, and Chi Susu began to live as a family of three in this small courtyard in Jicheng.

Winter is coming and the new moon is flying.

The courtyard was still filled with laughter and joy, and the aroma of stewed meat and big white steamed buns wafted through the air every day, giving it a homely feel.

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In this way, half a year passed quickly.

Ning Daoran made great progress in practicing the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra. With the help of intensive practice and the help of the True Blood Pill, he practiced the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra at the fastest speed and finally cultivated it to the seventh level near the end of the year!

At this time, Ning Daoran's blood was extremely vigorous. The Dragon Demon Heart Sutra was indeed powerful. Compared with the peak body tempering technique, his blood was at least twice as vigorous. At this time, Ning Daoran's figure was reshaped to be more perfect. His chest muscles were as thick as a mountain, and his eight uneven abdominal muscles were all glowing with golden luster. In any gym in his previous life, he would be quite explosive and would be asked for WeChat by lonely young women everywhere...

On New Year’s Eve, after dinner.

Ning Daoran changed into a green shirt, went up the mountain, and beat Nie Shentong to a pulp!

(End of this chapter)