Mafia don and his 7 sisters novel pdf novel Chapter 128

Chapter 128 The Cultivator System

In Greenland Villa.

Bertha had returned to the Martial Arts League. She had only stayed at home for less than three days because she was really busy, which made John feel missing for her.

In the end, he still couldn’t change his image in the mind of his seventh sister. It seemed that he could only find time to go to the Martial Arts League and teach her a lesson.

At this moment.

In the room.

John explained some basic information about the cultivator to Alice, which he learned from the old Taoist priest.

“The system of the cultivators is different from that of the martial artist. To put it bluntly, the system of cultivators is higher than that of the martial artist. The realms of the cultivators are divided into nine levels.”

“If you reach level five of the energy refining level, you can be comparable to a martial artist in the transformation realm. However, It was very difficult.”

This was the current predicament of the cultivators and also the reason why there were very few of them. The conditions were too harsh.

According to the old Taoist priest, the highest level of cultivators at present were only at the golden. pill stage, and they were all monsters that had not appeared for a long time.

At that time, John asked the old Taoist priest why he knew the later realms since the highest level was the golden pill period, instead of thinking that the golden pill period was the highest level of the cultivator.

The old Taoist priest said it was a secret and he would know it later.

As for other more profound questions, the old Taoist priest also smiled but did not answer him. He only said that everything would naturally be revealed when the time came, which made John extremely depressed. He burned several Painting Albums collected by the old Taoist priest and got a violent beaten from him.

After telling the basic information about the cultivator, Alice blinked her beautiful eyes and asked, “Then what level are you in the know?”

John thought seriously and suddenly snickered, “You can only guess it!”

“Well, I don’t want to know!”

Alice turned her head, her face full of depression. Seeing her expression, John finally realized the fun of being an old Taoist priest.

“Alicia, come to bed. Let me help you with your cultivation,” said John.

“Master… Haha, forget it. You can call me whatever you want as long as you are happy.”

“You are so considerate.”

It was not until then that Alice withdrew her fists in front of John. She sat cross-legged on the bed and tore several wounds in her black silk stockings, revealing two white legs.

Seeing that she was still tearing up, John couldn’t help saying, “It’s just cultivation. Why did you tear the socks?”

“It’s none of your business. I’m willing to tear it up. Stop talking nonsense.”

John sighed and walked to the back of Bertha. He sat cross-legged and put his hand on his back of Alice.

Huh?

“There is a white rope protecting my hand. It will affect my cultivation.”

John grabbed the rope and then heard a rustling sound in front of him. Suddenly, Alice’s sun-top obviously moved forward a little.