Rong Yan raised his head, his bright eyes filled with hope as he stared at Su Lenghe: "Is it possible that if I continue my cultivation, one day I will be able to hear Da Huang's voice?"
Su Lenghe nodded slightly: "What you said is right, but what I want to say is that Dahuang is more talented than you. At this rate, it should be able to cultivate to the point where you can hear its thoughts."
Rong Yan looked at Da Huang with a complicated expression, feeling that he was not even as good as a dog.
"Ding-dong." The doorbell rang.
Rong Ce sat opposite her, and Su Lenghe put the ring on her finger.
On her way back, she discovered that everything inside the ring was still there.
It contains all sorts of miraculous medicines and magical artifacts.
There were also some things inside that she didn't recognize.
It seems the woman in black robes has been working hard lately to replenish her storage ring.
It saves a lot of trouble.
Su Lenghe only needs to absorb Rong Ce's purple energy and combine it with the pills in her storage ring. It shouldn't take her long to return to her peak.
Su Lenghe's voice was cold: "Are you willing to give me all your purple aura?"
Rong Ce nodded: "I'm willing."
Instantly, a surge of purple energy rushed toward the ring in Su Lenghe's hand like a tidal wave.
It must be said that Rong Ce possessed an abundance of purple aura.
The storage ring was almost full.
As soon as the purple aura dissipated, Rong Yan looked at Rong Ce's face and exclaimed in surprise, "Master, how amazing! Uncle's appearance has changed in an instant!"
From the outside, Rong Ce's appearance has not changed at all.
However, those who cultivate themselves can see the true nature of people.
Judging from Rong Ce's current appearance, he could live to be at least a hundred years old.
Su Lenghe said softly, "There has been progress."
Rong Yan beamed with joy, as if he had won the lottery.
He was even happier than when he got first place in the entire grade in his graduation exam or when his paper was included in a core journal.
Rong Ce himself also had a clear feeling about it.
After he answered, his body gradually felt lighter, as if a heavy shackle was pressing down on his shoulders.
"Ding-dong..." The doorbell rang again.
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