Chapter 63: The Martial Arts Arena 1

Bai Cisheng carried a beautiful and fragrant cake, glanced at Bai Xinian with his spare eyes, and secretly winked at Cheng Weixi, saying against his will: "Don't tempt me with food, I won't eat it!"

Cheng Weixi secretly felt funny, and deliberately pretended not to see it: "Oh, okay, I have to eat alone." As he spoke, he took the bag back.

But Bai Cisheng's claws clung to the bag, and she couldn't pull it for a while.

This little girl's duplicity is too obvious! Does she think that Bai Xiannian can't see it? It's just covering her ears and stealing the bell.

Under the cover of the bag, Cheng Weixi secretly touched Bai Cisheng with her fingers, she immediately understood, a small leap flashed in her eyes, and she hurriedly held back, and released her claws freely.

also deliberately added: "Okay, I'm not rare!"

Bai was a little helpless in the past, but he didn't show it on his face. He put everything indoors and went to stand guard at the door.

It was almost early in the morning, and Jiang Huaiyin also returned to his room.

Cheng Weixi closed the door, then pulled Bai Cisheng to the back of the screen, and secretly stuffed a piece of half-cooked cheese into her mouth.

Bai Cisheng's mouth was full, his eyes were full of shock and satisfaction, and he lowered his voice and said, "It's so delicious." ”

Cheng Weixi took out cat toys and cat snacks again, and looked around and saw no shadow. The greedy cat in the dust reflects that usually disappears, and appears as soon as the meal arrives. It's easy to find it.

Open a box of canned cat food, put it on the ground, and fan the wind with your hands. After a while, Chenying poked her head out of the corner with her round eyes, a few steps closer every once in a while, a few closer steps at other intervals, and finally moved to the side of the can and began to eat it heavily.

Cheng Weixi said with a smile: "Gluttonous cats, they will be hooked as soon as they catch fish, and they will die sooner or later on eating." ”

As she spoke, she took out everything she had bought for it, hanging it, assembling it. However, the feline's cold heart is really not something that humans can understand, and everything can't please Grandma Chenying, but the large cardboard box used for packaging has become her favorite.

Cheng Weixi leaned on the bed, sleepy for a while, Bai Cisheng knew that she was tired, so he spread out the futon. Cheng Weixi didn't have pajamas before, he slept in clothes, and then took out a black suspender nightdress from the bag and put it on himself.

Bai Cisheng looked into her bag, all kinds of clothes, from the inside to the outside, were black, and couldn't help but wonder: "Why do you like black so much?"

Cheng Weixi never thought about this question and was stunned when asked. Looking back, it seems that since she was a child, she has been particularly partial to black, and the red, yellow, blue and green clothes that her parents bought for her have been left aside by her.

Thinking about it deeply, some more pictures appeared in my mind, it seemed that she was wearing black clothes in different eras.

Somehow, in my mind, I suddenly remembered that in the smoke from the sinking of spices, the female god of war Cheng Xuan was also black.

Xuan, also has the meaning of black.

Could it be that there is something special about her preference for black?

Thinking about it like this, I gradually fell asleep, and it turned out that the whole dream was also a large area of black, like an endless black hole.

Because he slept too late, on the second day, Cheng Weixi slept until three o'clock in the morning.

It was a little hot in the room, and she was sweating a thin layer. Looking at his body again, the thick quilt was tightly covered, and he couldn't help rolling his eyes.

She has always been dishonest in her sleep, and she usually wakes up to see the quilt kicked under her feet or thrown directly under the bed. At this moment, the quilt is covered so neatly, it must have been done by Bai Cisheng, a stupid girl who hides his merits and fame.

Looking around, I saw Bai Cisheng holding the table with both hands, leaning over to smell the aroma of pastries, looking greedy.

Cheng Weixi smiled: "Eat if you want, no one will stop you!"

Bai Cisheng turned his head, his crystal eyes were full of joy: "I am reluctant to eat it all at once." ”

Cheng Weixi sat up, changed into the newly bought clothes yesterday, and got out of bed: "If you don't eat it all at once, it will spoil all at once in a few days." Eat it, I'll buy it for you next time. ”

Bai Cisheng happily feasted at this time.

Cheng Weixi saw that there was a basin of water on the wooden chair next to her, soaked in a handkerchief, and sprinkled with a petal, which should be for her to wash her face, so she went over and wrung the handkerchief to wipe her face.

After wiping it, I felt that the skin on my face was a little rough, and I couldn't help but choke my wrist, I just thought about eating last night, and I forgot to buy toiletries and cosmetics for myself.

After sitting bored for a while, I regretted that I should have bought a hundred and ten comic books last night and brought them back to kill time.

Well, maybe there's a better way, that is, buy a video player, fill a few T's TV series and movies, and buy more than 100 fully charged power banks, which are enough for her to support half a month. But she had only been to the world last night, and she was really reluctant to go again today, so she secretly planned that she must make a list before going out next time.

Bai Cisheng saw that she was bored, so he proposed: "If you feel that you are in good spirits, we can go to the martial arts arena for a walk." ”

Cheng Weixi was a little lacking in interest. The martial arts arena here is full of flying people and hundreds of pounds of cold weapons, what did she go for?

But she really didn't want to nest in the room and play with her fingers, so she reluctantly agreed.

Before going out, Bai Cisheng said: "Our martial arts arena is famous in the entire Eight Desolations, not only a place to practice martial arts, but also places to refine the state of mind, practice spells, prepare spices, refine magic weapons, etc., and take you to see it today." ”

Cheng Weixi was interested again. Anyway, there are clouds to block her from the sun, and she doesn't feel hot, so she has to go shopping one by one. Summoned Jiang Huaiyin, pulled Bai in the past year, and several people formed an isosceles trapezoidal to advance.

The first place to arrive is a quiet retreat.

The rows of rooms are scattered, and from the outside, each room is not very large, and there should only be one bed and one table for the retreat to meditate and practice.

Bai Xiannian's voice was unconsciously lowered: "Cultivation is not only to improve spiritual power, but also to cultivate the state of mind. The divine beast was born with Neidan, but there was no shortcut in the state of mind. The so-called nine-layer heart refining not only refers to cultivation, but also has nine layers of heart refining. The first layer refines the impure heart, the second layer refines the heart of concentration, the third layer refines the heart of repetition, the fourth layer refines the heart of retreat, the fifth layer refines the heart of the foundation, and the sixth layer refines the heart of sex - only when the state of mind reaches the sixth layer, can the spiritual power be mobilized, break through the late stage of the knot, and enter the self-refining period - the seventh layer refines the heart that has been cleared, the eighth layer refines the heart that has been subdued, and the ninth layer refines the heart of the spirit and makes it empty, refining the state of being me and not me, and being empty and not empty. ”

Cheng Weixi could understand at first, but later he became more and more confused. Sure enough, she is still suitable for simple and rough fist and foot kung fu.

Bai Xiannian also found that what he said was equal to saying it in vain, so he closed his mouth and stopped talking nonsense.

Cheng Weixi remembered that he could always hear the words "who is in which period" recently, so he casually asked: "How much are you cultivating now?"

Bai Xiannian said succinctly: "In the early stage of self-refining. ”

"What about you?" pointed to Bai Cisheng.

Bai Cisheng raised his chin and looked proud: "In the late stage of Yudan." ”

Bai Xiannian "snorted", but he didn't say much.

Cheng Weixi looked at Jiang Huaiyin: "You probably don't know what period you are in, right?"

Jiang Huaiyin shook his head.

Bai Cisheng hurriedly transferred the contempt he had received from Bai in the past years to Jiang Huaiyin: "He, in the middle of the Yudan, hum! I told you a long time ago, he didn't rely on his own strength to return to the Eight Desolations. ”

Cheng Weixi doesn't like to listen to this kind of talk, and he also worries about Jiang Huaiyin.

You say that this demon doesn't know how many years it took to produce Neidan, but when he came to the Eight Desolations, he suddenly became useless, how strong is this heart to withstand this kind of gap?

Cheng Weixi pouted: "What is the period of your emperor? What about Lu Qingran, Yan Er, and Xun Yu?"