My space becomes the world

Chu Xinghe was a little hungry and asked Ling'er to find some food. In fact, he also wanted to take Ling'er away. And explain not to disturb others.

Ling'er agreed, turned around and went out gently, closing the door. Chu Xinghe quickly sat up, lifted the quilt, and untied the gauze on his body. Some of the wounds had scabs. He raised his arms, got out of bed and walked around again. His body was no longer serious. At this rate, it could be cured in three days. .

"Senior, this top-grade elixir is really good. It only took half a day, and the injury is almost healed." Chu Xinghe said to Emperor Wantong like he was showing off.

Emperor Wantong curled his lips and said: "The best elixirs from Fu are all rubbish in my eyes. I used to be able to bring you back to life with just one elixir."

Chu Xinghe rolled his eyes and did not continue the topic. Compared with the emperor, he could not be described as a master of a skill.

He skipped this topic and began to ask for advice on how to get through his grandfather's situation. He was really afraid that he would not be able to explain clearly and let his grandfather kill the family in a righteous way. Alas...it's difficult!

He originally wanted to delay for a few days and think about countermeasures, but insisted that he didn't know. This is your own good fortune.

But Emperor Wantong rejected Chu Xinghe's idea. "Your grandfather has explored your body and must have found that your meridians are wider and tougher than ordinary people, and you have the help of elixirs. He even knows how many days you will be able to get out of bed. Trying to be clever now will only make him more suspicious. Be sure of your own thoughts.”

"Sincerity is the surefire skill." Emperor Wantong likes the culture of another world more and more. There is great truth in the plainness.

Of course, Chu Xinghe knew what Emperor Wantong meant. He slapped his thigh and made up his mind to prove to his grandfather that he was still himself. As for Emperor Wantong, he refused to say anything. It will be really troublesome if you don't explain it quickly.

Just when Chu Xinghe was making up his mind, the door was pushed open by Xiao Ling'er. She ducked into the room. He was holding a tray with snacks, fruits, a few vegetarian dishes and a soup cup on it.

Seeing her young master standing under the bed, she exclaimed in a low voice, "Master, how can you get up? Lie back down quickly." She put down the tray in her hand and quickly walked forward to help Chu Xinghe lie back on the bed.

"I'm fine. Ling'er, don't worry. Grandpa's medicine is very effective. My injury has healed. Really, if you don't believe it, look at it." He said and untied the gauze on his upper body.

Xiao Ling'er opened her big eyes and saw that the wounds on Chu Xinghe's body had indeed scabbed and the bruises had disappeared, and then she believed what the young master said.

Only then did she realize that Chu Xinghe had no clothes on his upper body and a pair of trousers on his lower body. She couldn't help but blush, and quickly covered her face and said, "Master, you are not wearing trousers."

Upon hearing this, Chu Xinghe quickly grabbed the quilt and covered himself, and said sheepishly: "Ling'er, hurry up and get my trousers and robe for this young master."

"Yes, Master." After answering, Xiao Ling'er hurriedly took down Chu Xinghe's clothes from the hanger nearby, brought them to the bedside, and then turned around.

"It's so embarrassing." Ling'er thought to herself. Although she was the one who wiped Chu Xinghe's body when he was unconscious, Chu Xinghe was injured at that time, which made her feel distressed and sad. I didn't feel shy. Now that Chu Xinghe, a young man, was standing in front of her like this, it really frightened the little girl. The little heart thumped.

Chu Xinghe put on his clothes in a few moments and coughed lightly: "Ahem, that's it."

Ling'er turned around, her jade face was red, she lowered her head and bit her lips, and said in a small voice: "Young master is hungry, eat something quickly, the Yun Ginseng Red Brocade Soup will not taste good after a while."

Chu Xinghe nodded when he heard the words, came to the round table, opened the soup cup, and the aroma was so fragrant that he couldn't help but whet his appetite. He picked up the soup cup without taking the spoon next to it and drank it all in one gulp. This Yun Ginseng Red Brocade Soup is made by boiling Yun Ginseng and Golden Pheasant for three hours. It is the most replenishing Qi and blood.

Wang Yuelan was worried that her son would be hungry when he woke up at night, so she had already ordered the kitchen to be ready.

Chu Xinghe ate the food on the table like a whirlwind. Little Ling'er was even shocked. The young master usually doesn't eat much, but now that he has just recovered from a serious illness, can he bear to eat so much? .

Chu Xinghe told her not to worry, wasn't she fine now? In fact, Chu Xinghe wasn't full yet.

After Chu Xinghe finished eating, he told Ling'er: "Go back and rest. You have worked hard these days. You don't have to get up early tomorrow. I will go to grandpa's place. If your parents ask, just answer truthfully."

Ling'er originally wanted to stay and take care of the young master, but Chu Xinghe insisted again and again. Finally, Ling'er was sure that the young master was fine, so he obediently went back to his room to rest.

Chu Xinghe was the only one left in the room, and now he could communicate with Emperor Wantong with peace of mind.

"Senior, I will go directly to Grandpa tomorrow. Is there anything else I need to pay attention to?" Chu Xinghe asked Emperor Wantong in the consciousness space.

"No need. Don't say anything except about this emperor. In fact, just be yourself. You are not fake, so there is nothing to be afraid of." Emperor Wantong said.

Chu Xinghe had just calmed down when he was made uneasy by Wantong's words.

"Tomorrow I will temporarily close myself off and won't communicate with you. It's all up to you."

Chu Xinghe asked hurriedly: "Why, senior?"

Emperor Wantong: "I am a remnant soul. I have wandered for three thousand years, brought two souls back to another world, and reshaped your meridians. I don't have much soul power left. I'm worried that if I don't seal myself, your grandfather will notice me. The presence."

Chu Xinghe was secretly annoyed because he had overlooked the reason why Emperor Wantong's voice was weak.

"Okay, that's all. Hey, I'm so hungry, and I want to drink Yun Ginseng Red Broth Soup." The young man's mind wandered again.

"You haven't eaten for many days, and now you have reached the third level of Manniu. Of course you will be hungry. This emperor has not eaten for many years." Emperor Wantong seemed to miss his favorite delicacy.

Chu Xinghe ignored the second half of Emperor Wantong's words and only remembered the four words "Manniu Third Level". "The third level of Barbarian Bull? Me? I haven't practiced, so I can't be the third level of Barbarian Bull." Chu Xinghe said in a daze.

"Do you think my soul power is that simple? If it weren't for my limited soul power and your body being so rubbish, you wouldn't even be able to reach the "Subduing Dragon" state."

"I know that the 'Manniu Realm' is followed by the 'Elephant Capturing Realm'. Could this 'Dragon Subduing Realm' be the realm after breaking through the 'Elephant Capturing Realm'?"

Chu Xinghe asked hurriedly. He had wanted to practice for a long time, but his health was not good. Now that the meridian problem has been solved, he couldn't wait for it, and his mind drifted to Dingyun Mountain. There is something there to solve your Dantian problem.

Emperor Wantong: "You are not stupid. Yes, 'Manniu' is followed by 'Capturing the Elephant', and 'Capturing the Elephant' is followed by 'Subduing the Dragon'."

Chu Xinghe said quickly: "Senior, please tell me what is in this realm."

In the past, Chu Xinghe couldn't practice, so he never asked about cultivation, and he seemed to be dismissive. In fact, I feel inferior. The situation is different now. He is very thirsty for knowledge about cultivation.