Just give it a try!

Rong Qing walked to the side of the bed and sat cross-legged with a book and spirit grass, and Zhao Li looked at him curiously as he gnawed on the chicken legs.

According to what is written in the book, if you have divine sense, you can find a way to absorb the aura of heaven and earth. After the aura is absorbed, it will contain its own natal primordial spirit in the divine consciousness, and if the natal primordial god wants to become stronger, it needs a steady stream of aura nourishment.

Rong Qing followed the mantra recorded in the book, held his breath and calmed his mind. A thick cloud of smoke appeared in my mind, a white expanse. Looking into the smoke, something seemed to be wandering, like a blue fish, and occasionally a light blue light flashed through the smoke.

Further on, the smoke was separated by a transparent barrier, and he could not enter the smoke. This should be what the book says, the diaphragm of consciousness.

There are some people in the world who are born with their divine consciousness turned on, and they have been absorbing spiritual energy since they were born.

And part of it is through the acquired breaking of the barrier of divine consciousness, so as to absorb the aura.

This last group of people may not even be able to see the divine consciousness barrier for the rest of their lives, let alone open their divine consciousness.

The reason why Rong Qing was able to see the diaphragm of divine consciousness was naturally because he had eaten the eggs of the alien dragon.

It is rumored that the dragon is a kind of poisonous snake in ancient times, which turned into a dragon in five hundred years, a dragon in a thousand years, a horned dragon in five hundred years, and a dragon in a thousand years.

Normal Yu is indeed cultivated in this way, but the different Yu is different from ordinary Yu. Most of them are inky or dark blue, but due to congenital mutations, they are red all over their bodies, and the eggs they lay are also vermilion.

The eggs are poisonous and kill them instantly. The eggs of the alien worm can open up the consciousness by eating it.

It's not easy to find one, after all, it's not a common thing like a dragon. If you still want to find a strange beast and seize its eggs, it is even more difficult than climbing to the sky.

If an ordinary immortal cultivator had gotten a strange egg, I am afraid that he would have happily worshiped his ancestors and gone to find a hidden place to retreat.

The bobcat also ate the eggs of the alien and drank the water in the spiritual spring, and the divine consciousness diaphragm was forcibly opened, so the size of the beast skyrocketed.

Rong Qing tried to attract the aura in the spirit grass into his divine consciousness, only to see a wisp of green smoke swimming into his divine consciousness and entering his divine consciousness through the layer of diaphragm.

The green smoke melted into the consciousness, and the smoke became thinner. Looming in the smoke was not a fish, but a small blue dragon.

The scales of the dragon's body are as gorgeous as glaciers under the scorching sun, revealing many strange colors. It's just that the smoke hasn't completely cleared yet, and the little dragon can't see it when he travels farther away.

It was quite laborious to absorb the aura, and in less than a while, dense beads of sweat oozed from Rong Qing's forehead.

Zhao Li saw that his expression was wrong, so he walked up to him and bent down towards his face, but he didn't see him open his eyes for a long time.

It wasn't until the aura in that spirit grass was absorbed and the smoke in his divine consciousness had dissipated for more than half that Rong Qing opened his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw her little face leaning in front of him, and he was stunned for a moment.

Seeing that he was sweating, Zhaoli stretched out his oil-stained hand and touched his forehead, which didn't seem to be very hot. She touched her forehead again, and it seemed to be about the same.

She turned around and squatted back to the wooden table and pulled a chicken wing and gnawed it, Rong Qing looked at her gently, full of joy.

According to the Shenghong Ancestor's book, his spiritual grass has been cultivated for at least two or three hundred years, and his spiritual energy will never be so small.

The only thing that makes sense is because the spirit grass was pulled out.

Just as Zhao Li was gnawing on a chicken, Rong Qing took all the dozen or so spirit grasses on the table to refine.

The spiritual grass that had been absorbed with spiritual energy was like rotten branches and leaves, and it shattered when it was pinched.

And Rong Qing's consciousness became clear, but the film had not yet been broken.

He stood up and stretched his muscles, only to feel that his body was much lighter, and his hearing, smell, and vision were more clear and sensitive.

Standing in the middle of the house, you can see the subtleties in the dense forest, such as the snow on the leaves, the stream flowing in the dense forest, and the small animals foraging among the dead branches and leaves.

He was a little surprised, it turned out that there was really a cultivator in the world. If he hadn't been to the Northern Wilderness, I'm afraid he wouldn't have believed these ridiculous and nonsensical theories of cultivating immortals in this life.

Zhaoli gnawed the chicken in the stone furnace clean, and fell asleep on the wooden table with an oily face. Rong Qing walked to the table and sat down, looking at her face carefully.

It's been a long time since he's seen her so closely, she's still as pretty and lovely as ever, with long eyelashes covering her face, and a shallow scar on her forehead, which looks like she was injured a long time ago, and now she can't see it if you don't look closely.

He didn't know how she had survived in the Northern Wilderness all these years, and he was glad that he had forced her to endorse and practice martial arts, if she really didn't know any martial arts, I was afraid that she would have been buried in the belly of the beast.

Rong Qing stroked the corners of her forehead, rubbed her cheeks with the back of her hand, and whispered softly at the corners of her mouth.

"Ah Li, I miss you so much."

The bobcat slept in the collapsed shed all afternoon, and when he woke up back to his original size, he was a little unacceptable and changed himself from a mighty beast back to his original kitten.

Although it wasn't originally a small one, it was indeed a kitten compared to its transformation.

It lay on its stomach in the ruins for a long time before getting up, looking for Zhao Li's breath and finding the wooden house, seeing that Rong Qing's hand was touching Zhao Li's face, it immediately bared its teeth and roared.

Bobcat: Bold! How dare you touch me shoveling!

Zhao Li was awakened, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Rong Qing's face very close, and he shrank back in fright, and fell from the wooden bench to the floor.

The tips of Rong Qing's ears were crimson, he pretended to look casual, got up and walked out of the house, took an upside-down dead horned chicken from the tree next to the wooden platform and threw it to the bobcat, and then jumped off the platform himself.

When the bobcat saw that there was something to eat, he instantly forgot that he was grinning at others just now, and began to gnaw on the wooden platform.

Zhao Li sat on the ground and watched for a while, and suddenly felt very sad, thinking that the lynx would become so big next time, and it must have eaten more, if it didn't give it something to eat, would it eat her?

After Rong Qing went out, he saw that the shed by the hot spring had collapsed, and after being stunned for a while, he originally wanted to repair the shed, but after thinking about it, he felt that Zhao Li had lived in this shed for too long, and he still didn't repair it.

Because the shed collapsed, she couldn't find a place to sleep, so she had to sleep on the couch in Rong Qing's room for a while. But when she lay down, she always felt that something was not right. In the past, she was in the wild, there was no shelter to rest, and the most she could do was to find a tree or a cave to hide, but recently she seemed to have been raised by him.

I don't want to eat raw things anymore, I don't want to sleep in an unwarm place, and I even have a bit of a picky mouth when I eat. As now, she felt that it was more comfortable to sleep on the couch in his room than in the shed.

At this time, in the cave of the Holy Ancestor, at the big hole that was broken, a red snake with red and black patterns passed through the branches that covered the entrance of the cave and entered the cave.

The spiritual spring in the cave is about to dry up, and the aura is wafting, and the smell is very good for the demon beasts who practice!

After eating, the bobcat lay on the edge of the couch and took a nap, making a "purring" sound from its nose. Rong Qing walked into the house and saw Zhengxiang sleeping on the couch in Zhaoli, and the corners of her mouth were hooked, as if she was very satisfied with her defenseless sleeping in his room.

He glanced again at the bobcat lying next to him, and when the bobcat heard the noise, he looked up at him, and then slouched back and continued to nap.

Sure enough, it's a foodie, just give me something to eat!