The night was thick, and the entire Xiaozhu Peak was shrouded in darkness, and blue points of light slowly drifted to the small bamboo house from all directions, and then converged from the windowsill to the cultivation room, and were inhaled into Mu Qianrou's body one by one.

Mu Qianrou felt like a sponge, constantly absorbing the aura and then transporting it to the dantian.

Until her head was dizzy, and she had already experienced a few days of cultivation and knew that it was time to rest.

He stopped practicing, and he lay down on the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

When the east revealed a white fish belly, Mu Qianrou woke up slowly. Stretched, energetic, full of energy.

Now she only needs to sleep for more than an hour every day, and according to the monk who preached, the body is nourished by spiritual energy, and there is no fatigue, and what needs to rest is spiritual power, that is, divine consciousness.

The aura in the early morning is the richest and purest, and the purple aura is also the most conducive to the growth of divine consciousness.

She sat cross-legged on the futon to cultivate, and on the sixth day of cultivation, she felt that she had faintly touched the barrier of the second layer of qi cultivation.

She had to hurry up to the third level of Qi training to learn spells.

Constantly absorbing aura into the body is not enough! Not enough! She could only inhale a few at a time, it was too slow, and she felt that the pores of her whole body had opened up again, and more aura rushed into her body through the new entrance.

It wasn't until the early sun shone on the earth that Mu Qianrou heard the sound of the dantian snapping, and the dantian expanded by an inch, and the aura was running at high speed in the eight veins of the dantian and the Qi Jing, and after a full moment, it gradually returned to calm.

A wave of heat emanated from the dantian, and Mu Qianrou felt that she was lying in a soft sea water, which was extremely refreshing.

The second layer of Qi training was successful.

When I opened my eyes and examined my body, I found that another layer of gray-black impurities was discharged from the surface.

It is said that every promotion will discharge the impurities in the body, and the impurities of the skin and flesh will be discharged from the practice of qi, and the impurities of the tendons and veins will be discharged when the foundation is built, so she is still far from the real washing of the marrow and the tendons.

Go to the river and wash your body and lie down on the shore.

There are no waves on the surface of the water, and the reflection is like a mirror.

Touching my face, I feel like I've gained some weight again; The dry and yellow hair has become soft and black, and many small pieces of hair have grown in the scalp, which stand on end; The skin has completely shed its dull yellow color and takes on a healthy fleshy pink color; The figure gradually approached his peers, and they all said that if he cultivated immortals, he would become good-looking. Sure enough, yes!

When she returned to the small bamboo house, she found a person she didn't expect - Xiao Xi.

The second senior brother Xiao Xi sat at the stone table in front of the bamboo house, and everything around him became vivid because of Xiao Xi's embellishment.

From a distance, the bamboo forest is quiet, the houses are elegant, the morning breeze is dewy, and the gentleman is like a jade. It's really pleasing to the eye.

Xiao Xi noticed that she was coming back and looked straight at her.

It seems to be waiting for her.

"Morning, second senior brother!" She walked quickly to Xiao Xi.

Xiao Xi's face was unwavering: "Hmm! Master asked me to see if you were slacking off in your practice. ”

Raising her eyes and looking at her, she saw that she had been promoted to the second level of qi training in just a few days, and her aura around her body was mellow, and she seemed to be quite motivated.

"Master has promoted you to the third level of Qi cultivation, so I'll go see him." The voice was clear and cold.

"I know, but I don't know if Master is okay?"

"Very good!"

"That's good, I will definitely work hard to practice, and I will ask my senior brother to tell me on my behalf, so that Master can rest assured."

I just listened to him hum, and then there was no follow-up.

The two were relatively silent for a while, and the surroundings were quiet for a while.

Mu Qianrou felt that the atmosphere was a little embarrassing, this ice cube second senior brother, if you say one more word, you will die!

At this time, Mu Qianrou hoped that Wang Hua could come here, at least she wouldn't be so embarrassed. The second senior brother sat there like an ice cube and neither spoke nor left, and he couldn't ignore it if he wanted to.

Why didn't he leave?

She decided to break the weird atmosphere: "Senior brother is thirsty, right? I'll make tea for ......" The remaining words were interrupted before they could be spoken.

"Not necessarily!"

He stood up and dropped the phrase: "Don't bathe outside anymore!" And he walked away without looking back.

What do you mean? Oh, my God! Second Senior Brother didn't see it, right? Why didn't she find out?

Mu Qianrou is a little embarrassed no matter how thick-skinned she is.

In the secular world, she bathed like this due to conditions, and no one would watch a beggar take a bath, and even if she saw it, she didn't bother to pay attention to it. So now I subconsciously think that it doesn't matter, it's really unacceptable.

I was secretly depressed for a while, and then I thought that I was still a child, and I saw nothing, so I let go.

The following days were very fulfilling, practicing in the morning, listening to the sermon in the afternoon, and practicing calligraphy and reading in the evening.

And so it went on for about ten days.

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In the open space of the preaching hall, dozens of disciples sat cross-legged on the futon, and only Zhuang Junyu stood alone on the periphery of the open space.

Because she had just dozed off in the hall, the monk asked her why she was drowsy, if it was because the cultivation knowledge she had taught was too boring, and Zhuang Junyu said that she didn't know why, and she wanted to sleep as soon as she sat on the futon. So she was standing.

At this time, a miscellaneous disciple came to the preacher monk, and the preacher monk left a sentence: ponder what I said by yourself, and ask me later if you don't understand. He hurried away.

Taking advantage of the absence of the preaching monk, Zhuang Junyu was immediately ready to move.

"Hey! Shhh Little Muzi! ”

Mu Qianrou looked at Zhuang Junyu. Xiao Muzi was given to her by Zhuang Junyu, and according to her, it was more affectionate to call her like this.

Mu Qianrou has been familiar with Zhuang Junyu for the past few days, and only then did she know that this Miss Zhuang is a-stirring stick at all, of course! It's a fun-stirrer.

I saw Zhuang Junyu staring at a pair of big round eyes, pointing at her feet with her fleshy index finger, Mu Qianrou looked down and saw a crumpled paper ball at her feet.

When I picked it up and opened it, a tiger-headed monster holding an iron fork jumped on the paper, and it read: "It doesn't look like Uncle Li (the monk's surname is Li)"

"Poof!" Mu Qianrou almost laughed out loud, and quickly covered her mouth.

A large hand suddenly pulled the portrait out of her hand!

When I looked at it, I realized that it was the preacher monk who went and returned.

Mu Qianrou was worried in her heart, it was all this Zhuang Junyu who killed her.

There was no **** as Mu Qianrou imagined, the monk's face was very calm, and he pointed to Mu Qianrou and Zhuang Junyu and said:

"You two, go to the Shrimp Peak to take care of the mountain mulberry spirit flower for three days, and bring me back the mountain mulberry spirit nectar after three days. I will report this to your commander. I believe that the true monarchs will not have objections. ”

Naturally, the two did not dare to disobey.

On the way to the Shrimp Peak.

"It's all your fault, you are bold, and you have to take me with you when you do bad things!" Mu Qianrou glared at Zhuang Junyu.

"Cut! Didn't you just laugh? ”

"If it weren't for Uncle Li you painted, how could I laugh!"

"Okay! Auntie, I was wrong! Wrong, no! Zhuang Junyu repeatedly admitted his mistake.

"My master will definitely be angry when he finds out about this!"

"What are you afraid of, I've been like this since I was a child, and my dad just scolded me a few words at most. Besides, who didn't do so many bad things when they were young! As he spoke, he put his hand on Mu Qianrou's shoulder like a hooligan and took it into his arms,

"Okay, don't be angry, little lady, I will compensate you!" After saying that, he laughed wickedly.

Mu Qianrou had no choice but to raise her foot and kick her.

Zhuang Junyu hurriedly jumped to the side: "Really! He raised his eyes and looked around, and said in a low voice: "Have you ever heard of the drunken dew of the cicada?"

Mu Qianrou shook her head and said that she hadn't heard it.

"I don't know! I'm sure you'll never be interested in other elixirs or anything after you've eaten it, but you'll know when the time comes. "He looks mysterious.

She was interested in this: "This is what you said, don't think about it!" ”

Zhuang Junyu patted his chest: "I said it!" After taking the nectar, I will take you to eat. ”

"That's right! You say Uncle Li wants us to take care of this mountain mulberry spirit flower? Is there a doorway in this?" Mu Qianrou asked.

"I don't know, I've eaten the nectar of the mountain mulberry spirit flower, let's go and ask the disciple who guards the mountain mulberry spirit flower to know."

"That's all there is to it."