Jiang Xiaobai took a body of dirt and returned to the courtyard on the mountain.

The fawn was standing on a stone bench under the old peach in the yard, holding a large brush with a length of foot, and carefully drawing on the white paper spread on the stone table.

Poetry, calligraphy, ritual music, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, have a lot of benefits for regulating qi and concentrating, these things are also a kind of practice, Jiang Xiaobai did not let the little girl idle.

"Rhubarb, don't be lazy, the ink is gone. ”

Rhubarb squatted on a nearby ashlar bench, his tongue sticking out.

Xiaolu held a brush in his little hand and painted it into the inkstone, the ink was dry, and the little girl urged Rhubarb next to her.

Rhubarb's ears cocked, and his throat pouted, and he didn't seem to be happy.

"Hehe, my brother said to let you be my scholar, don't be upset, grind the ink quickly, if I don't finish copying this scripture, you won't be able to play. ”

The fawn grinned.

Rhubarb whimpered reluctantly, his front paws on the edge of the stone table, his head tilted forward, his mouth biting on a square strip of graphite, and then grinding it in the inkstone in a decent manner.

"I didn't call Rhubarb your scholar, you little lazy girl. ”

Outside the courtyard, Jiang Xiaobai came back.

His head was covered with dust, and he was covered in black and yellow mud marks, and only his face was clean.

"Hee-hee, brother, did you fall into the mud pit?"

Jiang Xiaolu turned his head to look, the brush in his hand stopped, his big eyes laughed, his lips were red and his teeth were white.

It was the first time she had seen her brother Jiang Xiaobai look so embarrassed.

"Wangwang"

Rhubarb also cried in agreement.

"Hurry up and copy it, I'll check it later. ”

Jiang Xiaobai had a blank face and went straight to the hall.

In the courtyard, there was the joyful laughter of the little girl.

After Jiang Xiaobai entered the hall, he went to the west room to get a change of clothes, and then went to the backyard.

Boil water, undress, and jump into the large tub in the bath room.

In the bath room, a large bathtub with a diameter of more than one meter was steaming, and Jiang Xiaobai washed the dirt on his body.

As the heat rose, his complexion was fairer and more radiant than those of the women.

When he was almost done, leaning on the bathtub, Jiang Xiaobai pondered about this thing that fell into the soil, and his eyes lit up slightly.

In the past few months, he has not done anything, cultivating, contemplating, day after day, by the way, learning about what is happening in the outside world through information channels.

In the cultivation of these days, apart from the slow and visible growth of the dantian true qi, the only change is that he has a clearer and clearer perception of the land.

And this feeling has been produced since a few months ago, when the bright yellow light clusters on the White Dragon Snow Mountain changed greatly, they turned into land in his mud pills.

Ethereal, yet real.

This feeling became clearer and clearer as he cultivated and contemplated.

With him, he stood on the ground under his feet physically, and felt a wonderful momentum changing and flowing.

This kind of power and divine thought can't be perceived, but it ripples in my heart all the time.

Jiang Xiaobai knew that this kind of thing was very mysterious, but he couldn't catch it.

So, I slowly got used to it.

Anyway, when he came down the mountain just now, he walked and walked, as if he was a bit of a ghost.

Then, the body suddenly became weightless, as if falling into an abyss, the nose and mouth were blocked, and after a breath of time, the body stopped again.

Then, his nose and mouth were full of dirt, and pressure came from his body.

The mind swept away, and he was trapped in the ground.

Then, like a gopher burrowing, it forcibly broke through dozens of meters of soil and came up.

It's really a bit inexplicable.

He couldn't remember where his thoughts had gotten at the time, so that's all.

But if you think about it, it may have something to do with this subtle perception of the land.

Jiang Xiaobai once personally guessed that the contrast between the mud pill, the concrete image of consciousness and the virtual phase exists, and the land in the mud pill represents the personal conjecture of the law of the land.

There are also bold and amazing, mud pills can transform a world's imagination.

It exists, finds reasonable, unknown, and has bold interest.

He thought about it for a moment, got out of the tub, used his true qi to evaporate the water on the surface of his body, and then changed into clean clothes.

He went out again to wash his dirty clothes and dry them in the backyard.

After finishing his work, Jiang Xiaobai's mind moved, and his consciousness began to capture the subtle, almost untouchable perception under his feet.

However, he stood stunned for more than ten minutes and found nothing.

If you have the intention to plant flowers and flowers do not bloom, and you have no intention of planting willows and willows, it seems that it still depends on chance.

With no thought of it, he went to the front room.

In the courtyard, there was the shouting of the deer and the whining of the rhubarb.

"Rhubarb, good, don't run, it's still a little short. ”

The little girl ran around the yard with a brush, chasing the rhubarb, laughing like a little devil.

Rhubarb slipped away, ran to Jiang Xiaobai's heels, whimpered, and hid.

At first glance, around the rhubarb eyes, there were two black ink circles, and there was a black line in the middle.

A pair of black-framed glasses dipped in ink with a brush, and an eyeframe that has not yet been painted, looks quite funny.

This is obviously Jiang Xiaolu, the little girl, taking rhubarb to find fun.

"Brother, do you think the glasses I painted for Rhubarb look good?"

Jiang Xiaolu smiled a little proudly, holding a brush in his hand, and "demonstrating" against the rhubarb who was drilling in the back.

"Nonsense again, look at your face, on your clothes. Done your homework?"

"Hmm. ”

"Say yes, make a mistake and write it ten times. ”

..................

Around three o'clock in the afternoon.

The courtyard of Wutong Mountain, under the golden sun in late autumn, is still quiet and peaceful.

"When hooking, don't use force, and use a little lighter force when turning....."

Under the old peach, Jiang Xiaobai is teaching Jiang Xiaolu's writing homework, and he is very serious.

Words have spirit, and the foundation must be laid.

Although the little girl has the cute and naughty nature of an ordinary little girl, she has always been sensible in front of her brother Jiang Xiaobai.

In the west room, a voice came.

Jiang Xiaobai's eyebrows moved, and he got up and walked into the house.

Hatsune called.

"Master, I miscalculated. ”

As soon as the phone was connected, Hatsune's voice was weak.

"What, it's not settled?"

Jiang Xiaobai raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"No, oops, it's just ......"

Hatsune then turned on the spit mode, and she was recognized for her miscalculation, the performance of several groups of cultivators in front of ordinary people, the side-knocking of herself by several groups of cultivators, and the continuous interrogation of her roommate.....

"Master, I really didn't expect this to happen, but I'm so sad, now the school is rumored to be blind, I am a young lady from a wealthy family in the hidden world, and it is also a good ....."

Hatsune complained depressedly on the phone.

"Even in the rivers and lakes, sooner or later. But you made it yourself, how could you think of revealing your name, silly girl. ”

When Jiang Xiaobai heard this, he couldn't help but squint his eyebrows, shook his head and smiled.

However, it's not a big deal, and when you enter the practice, you will have to meet sooner or later.

"How's it going?"

Jiang Xiaobai still didn't forget to get down to business.

"That teacher was arrested, and ........"

(The second one will be delivered, tomorrow my little nephew will invite wine, eat wine, haha,)