The cultivation realm pays more attention to personal privacy than the secular realm, and most of the monks have their own secrets, either exercises, or treasures, or some unsightly secrets. Therefore, there is an unwritten rule in the cultivation world, if a monk who peeps at others is caught, he will definitely be punished heavily, at least the dantian will be abolished, and at the worst he will lose his life.

Wen Ziqing was indeed unfamiliar with the rules of the cultivation realm, but seeing Wen Zhu trying so hard to suppress his panicked appearance, his mind turned and he understood what was going on. Wen Ziqing ignored Wen Zhu's accusation, glanced at him lightly, and said, "I thought there were young people outside the door." ”

Wen Zhu's face turned red. His behavior just now is indeed not above board, and being scolded by Wen Ziqing is not wronged.

"I also ask my senior brother to forgive me, Wen Zhu will not dare in the future. Wen Zhu saw that Wen Ziqing was not easy to fool, so he had to admit his mistake. If he continues to be strong, Wen Zhu is afraid that Wen Ziqing will have any unexpected moves, in case he alarms the people who returned to the "Qingzhu Xiaolu" in the middle of the night last night, and his Wenzhu life is not enough to compensate.

Seeing that Wen Zhu finally stopped, Wen Ziqing didn't pay attention to him anymore, Gu Zi sat at the round table by the window, and ate his breakfast.

After a spoonful of thick white porridge was put into his mouth, Wen Ziqing couldn't help but be stunned.

In two lifetimes, what kind of delicacies has Wen Ziqing not tasted? But none of them can match his bowl of white porridge at this time. After the round rice grains were boiled into porridge, they did not explode, but became swollen a little, and when you bite into it, there is still a Q slippery taste between your teeth. Especially after chewing and swallowing into the stomach, in less than three seconds, there was a trace of warm air flowing up at the dantian.

"Senior Brother Wen, the old man of the peak master really loves you, this is the spiritual rice that the miscellaneous servants in our Yushan faction have worked hard to cultivate. Eating a bowl can add a trace of aura to your body!" Wen Zhu saw that although there was no expression on Wen Ziqing's face, the action of chewing slowly showed Wen Ziqing's solemnity towards Lingmi, and he couldn't help but show his "well-informed" in a loud voice.

Wen Ziqing ignored Wen Zhu's swagger, and ate the bowl of porridge in his hand slowly. In fact, Wen Ziqing was carefully feeling the warmth contained in the porridge, or a trace of aura. The longer she felt it, the brighter Wen Ziqing's eyes became.

It turned out ······ Did his little girl start helping him so early? His little girl even helped people so intimately, silently, and never mentioned half a sentence in front of him. If it weren't for the fact that he came into contact with the cultivation realm today, the little girl's hard work, he might not have understood it in his life.

A smile appeared on Wen Ziqing's lips.

Wen Ziqing remembered that seven years ago, he just went to Zhaojiagou to learn martial arts from Zhao Qingshan. There were a few nights when Wen Ziqing felt such a warm current flowing through his body in his sleep, warm, soft, slowly, and little by little, washing his internal organs. Wen Ziqing wanted to open his eyes several times to see what was going on, but he didn't know what was going on, and he couldn't open them when he was usually vigilant.

When Wen Ziqing was trained in his previous life, he used the means of subconsciously stimulating himself to force him to wake up in a comatose state, but such means would be harmful to his body. The warm air flow made Wen Ziqing feel very comfortable, Wen Ziqing couldn't feel the malice of the owner of the air flow towards him, he lay there enjoying the feeling of being washed by the air current, and didn't want to wake up at all.

Every time, after the warm air flow washed through his body, there would be a gentle hand ** his hair, gently, and carefully rubbing the top of his head, just like the cat he raised for himself when he was a child. Immediately afterwards, the owner of the air flow would inject a trace of cool white gas into his head, which was cool and cool, just like drinking a sip of cold ice water in the summer, making Wen Ziqing feel that his soul was trembling comfortably. With that comfortable feeling, Wen Ziqing fell into a deep sleep again.

After waking up the next day, Wen Ziqing felt that his body had changed a lot, not only was his body much lighter when he walked, but his mind was also very clear, and the boxing style he played when he practiced boxing in the morning sounded much more powerful.

Is that warm current Reiki?

Wen Ziqing had guessed at first that the person who appeared in his room at night would not be Zhao Qingshan, and while he was asleep, he used the special means inherited by his Zhao clan to open up the meridians for himself? This idea was vetoed by Wen Ziqing not long after. If that person is Zhao Qingshan, it is impossible that Zhao Qingshan's skills are not as strong as Wen Ziqing.

Before Wen Ziqing came into contact with the monk, he thought that Zhou Yuanyuan was a "stranger", after all, the first time Zhou Yuanyuan eliminated the evil spirit, it was Wen Ziqing who followed him to strengthen his courage. Now it seems that Zhou Yuanyuan is a monk, and the person who injects spiritual energy into his body is Zhou Yuanyuan.

Thinking of this, Wen Ziqing's mood was very happy, the little girl he wanted to protect turned out to be strong early in the morning, and in turn he was secretly helping himself!

Wen Zhu saw that Wen Ziqing lowered his head and only cared about drinking porridge, but he didn't speak, and he didn't dare to talk more.

Wen Zhu wanted to tie up with Wen Ziqing, after all, in Wen Zhu's opinion, Wen Ziqing was the most favored disciple of Bao Pu Daoren, a disciple who could enjoy Lingmi before he had yet to apprentice, even if he accepted disciples from Bao Pu Dao in the future, Wen Zhu felt that it was impossible for anyone to cross Wen Ziqing.

After Baopu Daoren returned to the mountain last night, he specially called Wenzhu to ask a few words. After hearing Wen Zhu say that Wen Ziqing had fallen asleep, Hug Pu Daoren was silent for a long time, and then took hundreds of catties of spiritual rice and handed it to Wen Zhu, and instructed Wen Zhu to let the cook make porridge for Wen Ziqing to drink every morning.

Wen Zhu was taken aback, but he didn't dare to ask anything, in Jinping Peak, no one dared to question any decision of Bao Pu Dao people in person.

This kind of spiritual rice is difficult to plant, and the thousands of acres of spiritual fields in the entire Yushan faction have only a harvest of more than 3,000 catties of spiritual rice in a year. With the status of the Pudao people in the sect, the annual distribution of spiritual rice is only about 300 catties. This year, it has been more than half a year since the season of Lingmi was sent, and this hundred catties of Lingmi may be all the inventory of Baopu Dao people.

When the monk cultivates to the foundation building stage, he no longer needs to take in the energy needed by his body from food. In particular, the grains and vegetables grown with modern chemical fertilizers will leave bad impurities in the body after the monks eat them. Therefore, monks above the foundation building period have rarely eaten, and rely on absorbing spiritual energy every day, which is enough to supply the nutrients needed by the body.

But this spiritual rice is different from other foods.