After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

He knew it without even trying.

"If I had a good hammer."

"Now, I should be able to fight against those in the Inner Breath Profound Pill Realm?"

This requires a small question mark.

Although his full-strength attack now definitely has the power of the inner energy of the Xuandan realm.

But he hasn't reached that level after all, and he doesn't know if there are other means.

Besides, whale breath coral stone is a dead thing after all, and a living person won’t stand there and let you hit him.

of course.

If we wait until his Qi and blood realm is perfect, it will be a different story.

Because by then, he might have a trump card.

Once he has enough strength, he will be able to take out the Panjie Yunxin Hammer. Even if he can barely strike it, it will definitely not be something that the Inner Breath Realm can withstand.

"So I'm strong now?"

Li Mo raised the corners of his mouth, put his hands on his head and lay down on the bed.

Looking at the ceiling, he couldn't help but be lost in thought.

Fighting against opponents of higher rank is the treatment given to those who are destined to be kings.

Our Xiao Li is no longer an ordinary person now, so he is no worse than those disciples from big sects, right?

suddenly.

Then he remembered that Mr. Murong had given him a gift.

So he opened the wooden box at the head of the bed.

The content did not touch upon Xiao Li's blind spots in knowledge.

A meridian-breaking pill with four patterns on it.

A piece of dark, fragrant ancient wood. It is called wood because it has wood grain, but its luster is actually more like jade.

There is also a booklet.

Li Mo had no interest in the elixir, so he picked up the wood next to it without even looking at it.

"I don't know what it's called, but this should be a rare treasure that can nourish the mind and soul."

"Things like this are usually hard to come by."

Li Mo felt relaxed and at ease when playing with the wood.

Mr. Murong, I'm afraid he has taken out his most valuable treasure?

But this thing is useless to him for now...

"and many more."

"Isn't there an old man beside Senior Brother Xiao Qin?"

Xiao Li's experience in writing novels came in handy again.

People like old grandfathers usually exist in the form of souls.

In this world, it is called the soul of will.

Well known.

The old man has been sleeping for such a long time, he must be in urgent need of this thing.

"You can use it to invest in Senior Brother Xiao."

"Grandpa with you..."

Li Mo played with the wooden block, his mind clear.

suddenly.

A problem that had been bothering him for a long time seemed to have a flash of inspiration at this moment.

"Yup!"

"Grandpa!"

Li Mo's clever little brain came up with an idea.

He has his own little world.

Moreover, it can bring beings weaker than itself into the world seed.

For example, Jiang Chulong.

If he found an object and left the scent of the World Seed on it, he would be able to allow people on the other side to enter the World Seed no matter where they were.

As the master of the world seed, this is definitely feasible.

That.....

Couldn't he also be Jiang Churong's 'portable grandfather'?

"I'm really a genius!"

Just do it.

Li Mo chose for a while and finally picked out a ring from a pile of items.

Ancient ring.

The shape is simple and crude, but it is exquisite and does not seem to be a product of this era. In short, it looks quite impressive. If it is sold as an antique, it will definitely fetch a lot of money.

The key is also very strong, it should be made of some metal that is rare nowadays.

"Open a back door..."

Li Mo held the ancient ring in his hand and communicated with the world seed.

Three days later.

At the gate of Murong Mansion, the carriage that came was parked there quietly.

The porridge shop was still open, and many of the Murong family's children came out to see them off.

"Xiao'er, follow Li Xiaoyou and practice martial arts well. Got it?"

"If there's anything missing, tell your family."

Murong Hai stood at the door with his hands behind his back, and every wrinkle on his face was filled with kindness.

Now he looked less majestic than when we first met, and more like an ordinary old man.

"I understand, Grandpa."

Murong Xiao nodded seriously.

After looking around, he scratched his head again:

"Where's Brother Li?"

"I am coming."

A voice came on the wind.

However, before the voice arrived, the person had already arrived.

Murong Xiao turned around and found that Li Mo had been standing on the front of the car at some point, his robe fluttering quietly in the wind.