Waking up at dusk, Hong Yi looked at his stomach in some amazement, as if he was a little surprised why he was hungry again so quickly.

"I don't know when Master will call me back"

Although he thought so in his heart, he saw Hong Yi put the book in his hand on the stone table, then stood up and moved his body, and then walked towards the outside of the stone cave, ready to go outside to breathe.

When Hong Yi walked to the entrance of the cave, he suddenly stopped in place, his face full of surprise.

It turned out that the sky outside had long been covered with a black curtain, and the night was deep, and I could clearly see the stars and a bright moon in the night sky.

The silver-white moonlight shone down, as if casting a hazy veil over the entire valley.

At this time, a smell of stewed chicken came to his nose, and Hong Yi hurriedly withdrew his attention from the night sky, and looked around with his eyes probing.

I saw three snow-white little foxes standing upright, carrying a large clay pot together and slowly walking towards them.

Seeing this, Hong Yi hurriedly stepped forward to take over the big clay pot, only to see one of the Xiaobai first pointed at the big clay pot with his little paws, and then made a eating motion.

"You mean it's for me," Hong Yi couldn't help but guess when he saw this.

As soon as Hong Yi's words fell, he saw the three little white foxes in front of him nod their little heads very tacitly, and then turned around and ran away.

"Gollum, Gollum"

Probably stimulated by the smell of food, the stomach made another protest sound.

"Thank you"

Hong Yi shouted at the three little white foxes who ran away.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp"

In the next second, the cry of a fox not far away seemed to be responding to Hong Yi.

Hong Yi smiled, walked into the stone cave with a large clay pot with an expectant expression, and then gently placed the big clay pot on the ground.

When the lid was lifted, the rich aroma of stewed chicken spread, and soon the entire stone room was crowded, and the fragrance was not only the stewed chicken but also a kind of pine nut fragrance.

It turned out that this was the best pheasant caught by the foxes in the mountains, and they often ate the fruit of pine nuts in the mountains, which was specially made for Hong Yi as dinner.

"Chirp, chirp"

At this time, the cry of a fox suddenly sounded in his ears, and Hong Yi heard the sound, only to see three little white foxes go and return, and walked in upright, holding the chopsticks and spoons with their two front paws.

"It's you, I'm worried about the dishes and chopsticks, thank you so much."

When Hong Yi took over the tableware, the three little white foxes did not leave, but quietly patted aside and watched Hong Yi eat chicken.

After Hong Yi ate two bites of chicken, he found that the three little white foxes were staring at the chicken in their bowls without blinking, and his heart suddenly became clear.

"Would you like to eat some?"

As soon as the words fell, the three little white foxes ran towards the cave with full tacit understanding.

Hong Yi was stunned for a moment, and said to himself with some doubts: "Did I say something wrong just now?"

But before Hong Yi could figure out where he scared the little white fox, he saw the three little white foxes go and return again, and walked in upright, each holding a small bowl, and one of the little white foxes had an extra white wet cloth in its mouth.

I saw that the three little white foxes seemed to put the small bowl they brought in front of Hong Yi, and then carefully wiped their two small front paws with the white wet cloth, and then obediently walked to the small bowl and sat down, looking at Hong Yi expectantly.

Hong Yi suddenly understood, and said with a smile: "It turns out that you went to get the bowl."

As he spoke, he took out the chicken from the large clay pot and put it into the bowls of the three little white foxes.

The eyes of the three little white foxes like black pearls suddenly lit up, and they couldn't wait to eat the chicken with their front paws.

Seeing that the three little white foxes were eating so deliciously, Hong Yi also had a great appetite, and the three foxes began to divide up the pot of stewed chicken.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and time turns.

An Heng, who comprehended the past Mida Sutra in the inner heaven and earth, is also slowly awakening, although he has not comprehended the eternal past for the time being, and the realm of truth is as unchanged as ever, but his comprehension of time has indeed deepened a lot, and the strength of his own divine soul has also been greatly improved.

An Heng asked Ben Ben only to know that it was already noon the next day, and he was going to explain some boxing scriptures to Hong Yi last night, but it seemed that he accidentally missed the time.

But fortunately, it didn't take too long, An Heng thought of this, and his mind instantly leaned out of the inner world and outside, looking for his Hongyi figure.

"I remember when I stood on the pile yesterday morning, whenever I was about to hold on, there would always be a new strength in my body to support myself to continue to persevere.

At this time, I saw Hong Yi pale, panting against the stone wall, very puzzled in his heart, thinking about the reason.

"Could it be Master's reason?"

At this time, a spatial hole suddenly opened silently in front of Hong Yi, and then An Heng's voice came out: "Yi'er, come back"

Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Hong Yi's eyes, gritted his teeth, and reluctantly stepped into the hole in the space in front of him.

Looking at Hong Yi, who was pale and unstable on his feet, An Heng frowned slightly, and as soon as his mind moved, he controlled the spiritual temperature of the inner heaven and earth to nourish Hong Yi's body and make up for the loss of qi and blood caused by Hong Yi's standing in the morning.

I saw that Hong Yi's pale face became rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his slightly swaying figure also stabilized.

Hong Yi was pleasantly surprised to feel the same body as when he stood on the pile yesterday morning, the fatigue of the body was disappearing rapidly, and at the same time, the exhausted strength was also recovering rapidly.

At this moment, Hong Yi knew that he had guessed correctly, and it was indeed the master's credit.

But without waiting for Hong Yi to ask, he heard An Heng say: "Yi'er, generally martial arts practitioners need to swallow a lot of food to obtain energy, so as to maintain the loss during practice, but you are different, with my help, you can directly eat qi to maintain the loss caused by practice, and you don't need to swallow a lot of food." ”

Hearing what Master said, Hong Yi suddenly understood why he stood on the stump this morning and yesterday morning.

It turned out that he had eaten less and could not meet the consumption required to stand on the pile, so that he overdrew his body.

However, Hong Yi also had a new doubt: "Master, what's the matter?"

"The so-called qi eaters are gods and live long, and those who do not eat are immortal and god, there are many types of qi, and the qi you swallow is also called aura, compared with the general five grains and meat, devouring aura cultivation will not only not leave impurities in the body, but is more suitable for the wear and tear required for practice, and it can also play a greater role in promoting cultivation."

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