The small realm is like spring returning to the earth.

The sky cleared. The frozen snow and ice of the cliff face melted, and water droplets slipped from the eaves and intertwined into a curtain.

Early morning.

Burning Sky crosses his knees on the top of the cliff to cultivate.

Qin Yousang walked into the kitchen with several bamboo tubes full of water.

Three poles on the sun.

The burning sky is still as immobile as a mountain, and he sits and cultivates on the top of the cliff.

Qin Yousang held a dustpan of monkey fruit he picked to satisfy his hunger, and gnawed until the juice was dripping.

Twilight.

Qin Yousang easily walked out of the woods with two bundles of firewood.

Smoke curls from the kitchen. Burning Sky stretched out his head impatiently: "There is no firewood!" Hurry up! ”

A bundle of firewood was thrown from afar, whistling towards it.

Burning Sky snorted and easily caught it, turning his head back to the kitchen.

Qin Yousang waved his arms, very satisfied with his strength.

Moonrise.

Qing Hui carved the figure of the burning sky into a graceful silhouette embedded in the full moon.

The white fluorite imprinted Qin Yousang's dancing figure on the window, like a restless horse monkey in the house.

He compared the tattered clothes he had changed into, and used a bamboo knife to draw gourds to cut the same pieces of cloth into the curtains. The needles made of bamboo sticks are threaded into the cloth made of old clothes, and the pieces of cloth are crooked and sewn together. Qin Yousang happily put on the first dress he made with his own hands.

With his hands on his back, Qin Yousang strolled on the corridor, shaking three times in one step.

The small realm is silent.

Qin Yousang twisted his neck and stretched his waist in the lakeside pavilion without giving up, and after enjoying the bright moon and breeze, he shook back step by step.

In the shadow of the moon, the burning sky is as quiet as a statue.

The divine sense probed, and the extremely faint aura wrapped around her like a silk mist.

Qin Yousang stretched out his hand and flicked it in the air. It's a pity that even if he can feel the aura, he can't suck in even the slightest bit. New clothes could no longer maintain his good mood.

Out of sight is out of sight. No matter how much she cultivates, she is just a little monk in the Qi refining period. What is there to envy? Qin Yousang sighed and returned to the room with heavy steps.

One hand held the door. Qin Yousang turned his face: "Why don't you cultivate?" Girl, I'll tell you. Cultivation is boring, the most taboo is half-hearted, you must be able to endure loneliness and loneliness......"

Burning Sky glanced at him: "You walked around the corridor all night, staring at me to practice?" ”

Qin Yousang waved his sleeves, looking like a master: "I think your qualifications are too poor." I'm afraid you won't be able to comprehend this Heavenly Rank Exercise. I just looked at you. Say, what's the problem? ”

"It's a pretty good garment." Burning Sky didn't bother to respond, staring at the clothes on his body.

There are two pear-white brocade tents in her room, which were removed and let Qin Yousang make clothes.

The black strips of cloth were sewn crookedly together like pinched teeth. The original black belt was tied around his waist. The black and white contrast is surprisingly well coordinated.

"Where's the clothes you made for me?"

After a night of shopping, I finally waited for this sentence. Qin Yousang was overjoyed in his heart, and his face was extremely embarrassed. He looked at the torn robe on the bed and explained, "This one of mine is cut and sewn compared to my clothes." ”

He can't be calculated by her in vain. Lin Xiaotian just has a coat, is he embarrassed to take it off and give it to him? Is she too embarrassed to wander outside after taking off her clothes? As if he had seen Lin Xiaotian being blocked in the room, Qin Yousang was in a very happy mood.

So he did something to add to it. He stretched out his hand and gestured a few times. The top of Burning Sky's head happened to be next to his chin: "You're just a head shorter than me...... Almost a foot. He wanted to say that the size was different, and he couldn't do it without her clothes.

"It means that your face is long...... A foot longer than me. ”

Qin Yousang was angered by this sentence and blurted out: "Say I'm thick-skinned? Who wants to see you undress? ”

As soon as the words came out, he shut his mouth tightly.

Burning Sky raised a thin eyebrow, and said slowly: "I can take off my coat and let you do it." ”

Got your wish? No, why did he feel so strange? Qin Yousang almost reflexively turned around the moment he heard this. He stared at her without turning his eyes, as if he had moved away, that is, he had lost.

Burning Sky snorted contemptuously, and the eyes that could speak expressed a meaning: think beautifully!

She turned around and went out.

"Qin Guimo! Come here! ”

After screaming a few times, Qin Yousang slowly swallowed out the door.

His clothes were rolled up and thrown at him through the window, and the voice of the sky was heard in the room: "Give me new clothes tomorrow morning." Remember, it's tomorrow morning. "I want her to nest in the room without clothes, so I can dismiss her mind as soon as possible.

I really think of myself as her needlework girl! Qin Yousang took her coat and sneered.

The next morning, the bamboo window was halfway open.

Qin Yousang handed the neatly folded clothes through the window.

After a while, the door opened, and the burning weather ran out: "This is the new clothes you made for me?!" ”

It's still the same blue coat. A piece of white brocade cloth was sewn on his chest. It's square, just enough to cover up the prisoner word. True...... Ugly!

"What is this? Pouch? "Burning Sky pinched that piece of cloth and was going to die of anger. There is no seam on it, and there is like an extra pocket on the chest.

Qin Yousang pulled his clothes. During the day, I could see clearly that all the connections of the cloth pieces were loose, and the seam eyes were inch wide: "It's not appropriate for the girl's clothes to be sewn like this, right?" To be able to come up with this method, Qin can be said to have racked his brains and completely sleepless......"

Burning Sky with a black face, he went to the top of the cliff without saying a word, and gritted his teeth: "I want to cultivate, don't bother me!" ”

Qin Yousang endured laughter and walked away. Lin Xiaotian was finally disgusted by him, and he had nothing to say. His mood was as good as the rising sun, and the gloom was gone.

On this day, the burning sky was immersed in cultivation and could not fall off the cliff.

Qin Yousang ate monkey fruit for three meals to satisfy his hunger, and his face was as green as juice.

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The place of sunrise in the east is filled with purple gas.

On the top of the cliff, the Burning Sky comprehended the Heavenly Rank Exercises of the Qingshan Sect, and was surprised to find that the precious purple qi from the east in the early morning was quite similar to the heaven and earth qi cherished by the Holy Domain.

The Sanctuary uses the body as a furnace, merging the land of heaven and earth that it inhales into flesh and blood. With the body as the dantian, the mixed yuan qi cultivated is everywhere as you like. The Xuanmen, on the other hand, only absorbs spiritual energy, and the true qi refined can only run through the dantian and meridians.

The aura of the small realm is thin, and her cultivation speed is slow.

Can the full vitality in her body enter the dantian and transform into true qi?

Thinking like this, the exercises worked from the heart, and the ghostly black worm instantly woke up. It was as if she had been stabbed, and she felt the pain that ate her heart.

A look of determination rose on her cheeks. Burning Heaven endured the pain, and instantly collected a trace of pure vitality into the dantian. The pain dissipated instantly, and the movement of the vitality could not be smelled, and the ghostly black worm fell asleep again.

She spat out a mouthful of black blood at her side. Seeing the ground corroded by the black fire to create a pit, a smile appeared on Burning Sky's pale face.

Tune out the trace of vitality in the dantian and run along the meridians. The pure vitality flows along the meridians, and after running the Xuanmen exercises, it is directly transformed into true qi and stored in the dantian. The moment the true qi exploded, she felt a snap, and the barrier of the first layer of qi refining broke.

So, can the true qi in the dantian be transformed into vitality? Or, using the true qi of the dantian to cultivate the exercises of the holy realm, do those ghostly black insects still react to the true qi?

For thousands of years, the cultivation method of interconnecting the True Qi and Yuan Qi of the Sacred Realm and the Xuanmen has never appeared. No one has tried it either. If it weren't for the Ghost Light Black Worm forcing the Burning Sky to cultivate another Xuanmen Technique, she would never have done so.

The heart moves. A wisp of true qi was transferred from the dantian, flowing along the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and gradually dissipating in the blood veins around the body. The Black Worm was silent, silent.

The Gloomy Black Worm only reacts to Vitality.

Burning Sky opened his eyes, unable to suppress the ecstasy in his heart. She muttered to herself, "No wonder the Holy Venerable said that for thousands of years, I was the most promising person in the Boundless Continent!" ”