Originally, they were not allowed to abstain from grains, but the pills Haotian gave them, from the most basic abstaining pills to foundation-building pills, and then to all sorts of other pills, were enough for them to consume.
Since the pills are made by the Medicine King, there is absolutely no harm in them, and the taste of the Bigu pills is also random.
It could taste like roast chicken, or it could taste like steamed buns. Diefang even once tasted a fasting pill that tasted like alcohol.
She got drunk half the night that day.
Both of them broke through to the Foundation Establishment stage within half a month, having only broken through after sensing their own limits.
When they re-entered the Foundation Establishment realm, they even felt that their current Foundation Establishment was worlds apart from their previous one.
I could beat 200 of my past self now!
Throughout history, the only unit of measurement for the combat power of any protagonist has been themselves.
Currently, their early Foundation Establishment stage is enough to overpower some early Core Formation stage cultivators. If it were someone mediocre, they might even be able to handle someone at the Golden Core stage...
It spanned two major realms...
Moreover, there is no price to pay; all that is required is cultivation.
In their spare time, they would often look at the wall next door, Haotian, and feel grateful.
Meanwhile, Xiao Hei remained silent; he still didn't say anything.
He was unaware that he had already received two beatings.
He always felt that he had forgotten something, but he didn't think about it seriously.
Normally, this inexplicable feeling, combined with a sense of crisis from a sixth sense, would prompt him to make a small deduction.
But he has no heart for these things now; all his thoughts are on waiting for the day he meets Fushengruo and figuring out his attitude.
Or rather, how should we deal with these years of hiding and countless years of emotions?
Time is passing by quietly.
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