708 What's so nice about birds?

Bai Xi paused, took a bite of the bun, and said sullenly: "Of course he made the first move, this matter...... You really can't blame me, it's him who finds fault! I have to say that I'm a wine thief, I don't even know what wine tastes like, where am I going to steal wine?"

"No matter who makes the first move, if you, a spiritual cultivator, attack an ordinary person and burn down someone's house, that's not right!" Bai Ning poked his chopsticks on the tabletop, an old gentleman's shelf. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Bai Xi didn't know if it was because he didn't sleep well, his eyes were a little dull, and he looked at his mother with a small face ignorantly: "Then if you don't make a move, do you stand there and beat someone?"

"It's not that you won't be allowed to make a move, everything has to be talked about, you said that you are now a spiritual cultivator, and the strength in your body will increase infinitely in the future, if you don't grasp this degree well and do things that kill innocents indiscriminately, then what is the difference between you and those assassin killers who regard human life as a mustard?" What Bai Ning is most afraid of in this life is that this son has raised her crookedly, in line with the concept of being an adult if she is not an adult, Bai Ning can be described as a bitter woman, and her saliva is dry.

When Bai Ning said a long list and said that he was tired, Bai Xi hurriedly handed over a cup of tea obediently: "Dad, you are right, Xi'er has been taught." ā€

Maybe it's because Bai Ning rarely talks to Bai Xi about these big truths, and Bai Ning at this moment looks like a fairy wind and a bone, which is very rare and very warm in Bai Xi's opinion.

Bai Ning was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "In short, what I said today, you must remember it word for word." ā€

"Remember, remember!"

"By the way, in the early stage of your cultivation, the power in your body cannot be controlled, your father taught you a set of mental methods, go back to practice in a good life, and after a long time, turn this power into your own body, and naturally it will be more convenient to use. ā€

When Bai Xi heard this, his eyes instantly lit up: "Dad, you are finally going to teach me the real skills?"

The corners of Bai Ning's mouth twitched twice, how could this kid speak? What do you mean by teaching him real skills? All the skills he taught him before were fake? Why did he sound so uncomfortable?

Bai Xi smiled "hehe", seeing Bai Ning's "unsmiling" look, she suddenly couldn't laugh anymore, and hurriedly lowered her head and continued to eat her breakfast.

After eating breakfast, Bai Xi licked his lips, and there was still a circle of white residual porridge in his mouth.

Bai Ning glanced at this somewhat funny little guy, only to feel funny, and a prank inexplicably rose in his heart, but he didn't say anything.

"This mental method is called Wuji Yin, you go to the couch first and meditate. Bai Ning commanded, and the little guy hurriedly obediently got on the couch and sat down.

"Adjust your breath and concentrate your mind!"

"Don't look outside! What's so nice about the birds?"

"What are you looking for? Didn't get enough for breakfast?"

……

After Bai Xi officially entered the state, Bai Ning sat on the side and watched, and he was tired again, and he yawned when he was tired.

Bai Ning saw that it was unlikely that the stinky boy would be lazy under her nose for a while, so she simply got up and went out for a spin.

When he came back, most of the sleepiness in his brain was really dispelled, Bai Ning slowly pushed the door in, just took two steps inside, and looked forward, but his footsteps stopped suddenly.

For a while, the woman's eyes seemed to be breathing fire, and she saw that the big fat boy on the couch had fallen on the couch with a peaceful demeanor, his hands were still in a meditative posture, and his legs were also crossed very regularly, except that his body was oblique, nothing else had changed.