Chapter 3 Realm

The mad dog is like experiencing torture, and its voice is very miserable. Pingjiang on the side let him know that his dressing was really not professional enough, and he even wrapped the wound randomly without getting it right. This seemed to him nothing, but Wan'er was very angry. In her words, if he is wrapped like that, the wound that will heal in the future will be very ugly and become a lifelong scar, which is absolutely intolerable.

Pingjiang did not dare to argue with Lei Waner with a serious face, so he could only watch her to toss. Fortunately, this kind of pain has long been accustomed to mad dogs, and now it is just a gesture to scream a few times.

In fact, the wound wrapped by Lei Waner will indeed be very faint and almost invisible after a year. Otherwise, today's mad dogs would have been miserable.

Lei Waner looked at the wrapped mad dog, nodded with satisfaction, told him to have a good rest, and then took Pingjiang back to his residence.

"You haven't learned the skill of practicing qi, but you can break through to the third level of condensation in just four years, which is quite powerful."

Worried things finally came. Pingjiang's face changed, and his breathing suddenly became heavy. Looking at Lei Waner's cold eyes, he looked at a loss.

Originally, I wanted to hide my skills, but I would never reveal them until I had to. Unexpectedly, she was inadvertently found by her just now.

The matter of skills must not be exposed! But what should we do now?

Kill Lei Wan'er to silence? Not to mention that I can't do it, I'm afraid it's still a question whether I can beat her. Even if you kill her, how can the Lei family let go of themselves? Where can they escape in Lieyang Town? In the end, it is still difficult to escape death.

Looking at Pingjiang's changing face, Lei Waner finally couldn't help laughing and said to Pingjiang, who was puzzled and surprised, "Why, I found out about practicing skills and began to be afraid?"

Seeing that Pingjiang, who still looked bad, wanted to speak, Lei Waner waved her hand to stop him with an angry face, stretched out her head, and whispered proudly and mysteriously, "Is it the ascetic who spread it to you? If I guess correctly, it's called Mu Chui Zhenqi. Make wood as a body, use wood as a hammer..."

A ascetic? Pingjiang began to puzzle, and then suddenly remembered that it was more than four years ago. An ascetic who was said to have made Lei Meng also be careful to receive him unexpectedly asked himself over and stayed there for three days, and then he never appeared again.

Is the wooden hammer real? Pingjiang remembered that the practitioner did pass on the skill to himself, but he had begun to practice the skill that he didn't know the name before, so he didn't pay attention to it at all. Unexpectedly, this matter had been known by the Lei family, and they thought that what they had practiced was wooden hammer Zhenqi.

Misunderstanding, perfect misunderstanding. Pingjiang suddenly wanted to shout happily, but asked with surprise, "Sister Waner, how can you... know?"

"Cut~" Lei Waner smiled disdainfully, "You are at my Lei's house, and my father will naturally master every move."

There were many family members and miscellaneous servants of the Lei family, so they were separately assigned to the direct descendants of the Lei family. If they were strong and high positions, Lei Meng was highly valued by the Lei family. If it hadn't been Lei Biao's eldest son, Lei Zha would not be bad, I'm afraid he would be the next owner.

Pingjiang's Lei family number 3033 means that Lei Meng is the third most powerful person in the Lei family, second only to Lei Biao and Lei Za. 33 means that Pingjiang is the 33rd handyman sent to serve Lei Meng.

Pingjiang's heartbeat is a little fast and confusing. With Lei Meng's character, it is impossible for him not to send someone to investigate such a big event as secretly practicing skills. It's just that Lei Meng knows, but he hasn't come to find himself?

Anyway, things are moving in a good direction now, and Pingjiang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sister Wan'er, aren't slaves and household chores not allowed to secretly practice skills? Why did the master know, but..."

Looking at Pingjiang's doubtful appearance, Lei Waner ate and laughed.

"Sister Wan'er, is that you?" Pingjiang immediately realized that Wan'er must have pleaded with Lei and said, "Thank you, Sister Wan'er."

Wan'er waved her hand and said, "Dad was indeed a little worried, but I was finally persuaded. After all, after the family's ability to fight slaves is strong, many people will turn back to trouble the original owner. However, the thunder Zhenqi of our Lei family is much more powerful than your wooden hammer Zhenqi. With your wooden hammer skills, even if you reach the peak, it is impossible to pose a threat to us, which makes your father let you go.

In fact, many families will also choose some well-qualified and loyal slaves or domestic servants to teach some low-level skills in the family. After all, they are strong and have a lot of benefits for their respective families. The most important thing is that they haven't paid attention to some low-grade skills, and the big family is fully confident to deal with these.

Wan'er smiled, shook her head and continued, "Do you understand now?" Before that, I wanted my father to pass on your skills, but my father said that your qualifications were very... average, just forget it. Now that you can learn it yourself, it's naturally your luck, and Dad didn't stop it under my persuasion.

So, Pingjiang finally understood that it is indeed impossible to move forward if he can finally reach the sixth level of Baichuan realm, and it is said that the Lei family is a master of the seventh level of realm.

This level has finally been dealt with, and Pingjiang has also relaxed a lot. He was still stunned, but he saw Lei Waner coming over curiously and asked, "Xiao Jiangjiang, how many times did you compress after you succeeded in condensing?"

What does this mean? In the face of this simple question, Pingjiang raised his heart and did not dare to answer it rashly. He asked, "Why, Sister Wan'er, is everyone's degree of condensation different?"

"Of course," Lei Waner saw that Pingjiang was puzzled and explained, "Do you know the nine realms of cultivation in our Tianfeng continent?"

Pingjiang shook his head and said, "I only know the first three, breath, cultivation and condensation. Oh, it seems that the fourth layer is called the realm of water."

Lei Waner said, "Yes, the first four floors are indeed as you said, and there are five layers of realms behind, namely streams, hundreds of rivers, stars, stars, and brilliance. Each three layers are divided into a large level. The first three layers are collectively referred to as the realm of qi practice, which belongs to the basic level of cultivation; the middle three layers are called the realm of printing water. From then on, the strengths and weaknesses between practitioners begin to become more and more obvious; and when the last three levels are reached, they belong to the upper levels of the continent, called the realm of stars.

Speaking of this, Lei Waner's face was full of yearning and said with envy, "It is said that people in this realm will turn the internal breath of their previous cultivation into Zhenyuan. Zhenyuan can be released externally. Between hands and feet, the mountains and rocks burst, rivers surge, and all kinds of powers appear, which are very powerful. As for the higher level behind, but that's not what ordinary practitioners can think of. Third Grandpa and they didn't tell me, but I think, I guess they don't know either.

Pingjiang nodded and heard Lei Waner say, "In the whole process of cultivation, the condensation realm is the first watershed for our practitioners, which is claimed to be the best balance for judging the power of skills and personal cultivation. Generally, the most rubbish skills can only condense internal breath about two or three times. It is said that people with good qualifications can condense internal breath more than four times with ordinary skills. If such a talented person practices ordinary skills, it will be a waste. As for my family's thunder, oh, this is a secret..."

Lei Waner rushed to the river and smiled thieves.