Chapter 162: Isn't This Girl Good Wine?
Thinking of the delicious winter in the side hall, and then thinking of Guan Qiao, who was getting worse and worse with him, You Xinxin suddenly felt a sense of crisis, and then began to reflect, when he found that he had slacked off in his cultivation, he couldn't help but panic suddenly, and after coming to his senses, he went back to his residence directly, closed the door and never came out, and even went to the shadowless pool every day to take a bath with it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
In the early days when You Xinxin began to stay closed, Dongli stayed in his house and concentrated on developing grape wine.
A hundred or so bunches of purple grapes are quite draining just to clean and dry, but she washes very carefully, and dries very carefully, the first two steps are crucial, and after the grapes are completely dried, the grapes are packed into the two large jars she has prepared in advance, and then mixed into a bottle of peach blossom sauce, a bottle of rose sauce, and then put a few pills of pure plant extract essence that she refined in the black gourd, and finally sealed.
With a trace of Yuan Li in her body, it is different, she tried not to borrow the treasure, but simply use the magic trick to carry two very heavy jars, she thought that she would have to try a few more times to know if it would work, but she didn't think about it, and it was all at once.
Dongli was overjoyed, first felt that the previous study in Iris Peak was not in vain, and the mantra that she had memorized at the beginning was now in her hand, and then she had some confidence, so after burying the two jars under a 10,000-year-old tree behind the side hall, she couldn't wait to return to the side hall and close the door.
Success began, and the next process seemed to be a matter of course, slow is a little slower, but now she is not afraid of slowness, she is afraid that she will not be able to do anything.
Dong Li's eyes were closed, all her attention was focused on the dantian position, a few days ago, she followed Mo Ling's method, successfully operated the vitality there, and then according to the method Mo Ling said, successfully extracted a trace of vitality, this trace of vitality was wrapped in a thin barrier, she needed to scratch off this barrier first, and then its inner vitality traveled along the surrounding qi veins several times, until this trace of vitality was evenly dispersed around her body and merged with her body.
This is just a trace, there is such a large mass in the dantian alone, and there are vitality masses everywhere in the rest, all of which are wrapped by obstacles, and when all the vitality masses are extracted, digested and absorbed, they don't know about the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.
However, Dongli is not in a hurry, she is now completely immersed in the excitement of having a trace of her own vitality, and has nothing else to desire, nothing else to ask for.
Now, she is ready to extract a trace of vitality from the dantian, and then do the next steps step by step.
In the main hall, Mo Ling slowly walked out of the hall after Dongli closed the door, he carried it with one hand, the black glossy robe was dragged all the way to his feet, and a brocade waist seal on his waist cut his body proportions just right.
When he walked in front of the side hall, he paused at his feet, and after a while, he started again, bypassed the side hall, and came to a acacia tree in the back, which was not in its flowering period, and there was only a dense crown on the tree, and there was not a single acacia flower.
Just now, Dongli buried the grape wine she made with her own hands under this acacia tree, and she planned to practice these two altars first, mainly keeping it for herself to drink slowly, unless the result was perfect, she was ready to give it to Mo Ling to taste.
Mo Ling walked to the root of the tree, and lightly stepped on the soles of his feet in a soft place of soil, thinking that under the soil was the fruits of Dongli's labor for several days, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly: Isn't this girl still good wine?
Pacing away from the loose earth, out of the canopy shadows, to the edge of the cliff.
Xue Ling Hall is sitting in the south and facing north, the side hall is sitting in the west and facing east, the acacia tree is born in the west of the side hall, at this time Mo Ling stands with his back to the north facing south, looking into the distance, looking at the extreme point of the south, he has been going less in the last two thousand years, and in the 10,000 years after the fall of Ziwu, he has been there for almost most of the time, busy mending large and small cracks, first temporarily blocking the cracks in the way of enchantment, and then filling the leaks in detail piece by piece, preventing the invasion and damage of unknown energy outside the realm to the fairy world.
At the beginning, he thought that those cracks were from the Heavenly Tribulation, after all, his master and master were not ordinary immortals, and the Heavenly Tribulation he suffered must be extraordinary, but some of the things that happened and encountered in the past thousand years seemed to point to something strange about that Heavenly Tribulation.
He wanted to settle down to investigate, but he couldn't let go of Dongli, in comparison, he still felt that the bloodline of Shizun Shiniang was more important and urgent, if Dongli was delayed, even if she was allowed to age early, it would be unforgivable, and he would be ashamed of the cultivation grace of the two predecessors.
Turning his head and scanning the back wall of the side hall, Mo Ling retracted his thoughts, glanced at the roots of the acacia tree, and then walked back to his main hall.
After that, the mountain fell silent, You Xinxin retreated in her own house, Dongli and Mo Ling nested in their respective halls, and Guan Qiao still haunted the fields in the back mountain, continuing to cut sweet potatoes.
The stars are moving, the stars are moving, Dongli is silently closed in the temple alone, and it is fifty years to be closed, if it is not a suspicious dream, she may continue to close it until all the vitality in the dantian is absorbed.
She opened her eyes, a few days ago because of tiredness, she lay on the ground to rest, yes, it was lying on the ground, lying on the cold jade ground, she didn't feel cold or any other discomfort, even if she slept for ten days or eight days, it didn't matter.
This is a direct benefit of having a flexible flow of vitality in the body!
Just now, she hadn't dreamed for a long time, dreamed that Shu Quan's parents, Shu Yin and Huang Yan, and dreamed that they were arguing about Shu Quan's alchemy. In fact, she was ignorant at first, until they mentioned Shu Quan's name.
"Quan'er is still young, why are you so anxious?"
"A thousand years old, not young, this kind of practice of skills, only as soon as possible can get ahead, otherwise procrastination, the result will only be left behind!"
"But I said that this alchemy should not be in a hurry, so as not to be too anxious."
"You know what? Since Shu Quan is my son of Shu Yin, he should give me the title of a first-grade alchemist as soon as possible! ”
"A first-grade alchemist, he is only a thousand years old now, besides, aren't you a second-grade alchemist yourself? Why do you impose on Quan'er what you can't do yourself? Yaoshan has also been a first-class alchemist for hundreds of years, which shows that this kind of thing pays attention to chance and talent! ”
"I'll tell you one last time, Quan'er, don't worry about it, don't drag me back! Hmph, pointing to the kindness of you, this woman, how will Quan'er get ahead in the future! ”
Dongli blinked, she didn't have much to do with Shu Yin and his wife, but she had always respected the two of them, and she had never seen Shu Yin sneering, so this kind of conversation was completely imaginary, besides, Shu Quan's kind of looper temperament grew up in a very relaxed atmosphere at first glance, otherwise it would be strange if Shu Yin was not suffocated into a pervert with such high pressure!