Chapter 12 Conflict
The sun is setting in the west, and the remnant sun is like blood.
The soft light spilled down obliquely, shining through the open window, shining on Nie Kong, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, pulling out a long shadow on the ground, and the nine golden needles that remained outside the body trembled and hummed, blooming with brilliant golden light.
"Boom!"
The spiritual power condensed between the meridians quickly dissolved, and within the three orifices of the spiritual spirit, the spiritual power surged and churned like a wave, and another layer of invisible barriers dissipated.
"Gathering the five products!"
Nie Kong's eyes widened slightly, and he muttered softly.
After soaking the medicinal soup, Nie Kong began to cultivate. However, in order to fuse the medicinal power that penetrated into the muscles and bones faster, Nie Kong had been controlling the spiritual power to stir his whole body for the first half of the day, and it was not until the sun was about to set that he began to dissolve those condensed spiritual powers with the "Nine Turns Golden Needle Technique".
After his body was strong, Nie Kong dredged his meridians faster.
In less than an hour, the two meridians of the Du Pulse and the Chong Pulse were completely connected, and Nie Kong's cultivation was miraculously improved from the third grade of the Gathering Spirit to the fifth rank of the Gathering Spirit. The original pitiful spirit god three orifices have also expanded a lot, and they can accommodate and store more spiritual power.
The strength increased rapidly, Nie Kong's heart was happy, but he was not carried away, he knew very well that all this was the credit of the original owner of the body.
If he cultivated from scratch, it would never be possible for him to improve his cultivation to the fourth grade in two days.
Moreover, yesterday it was said that one Ren pulse was continuously improved by two grades, and today the Du pulse and the Chong pulse were added up to improve two grades. The further you go, the more spiritual power you need to improve your cultivation, and the less effect a meridian can have.
According to Nie Kong's estimation, after dredging all the eight veins and twelve meridians of the Qi Sutra, his own cultivation should be able to reach about the nine grades of Gathering Spirits.
At that time, what kind of realm he can cultivate to depends on Nie Kong himself. However, it was easy to reach the Nine Grades of Gathering Spirits, and Nie Kong was already very satisfied.
"That's all for today. ”
Taking out the golden needle, Nie Kong dressed and walked out of the room.
The house was quiet, and there was no figure of Hua Mei, and Nie Kong knew that she had gone to work and had not come back. Huamei's job is to wash clothes in the family, and in the past few years, Nie Qingyang's pension and Nie Kong's child support have been spent on medicine, and Huamei usually works to subsidize the family.
Thinking of this, Nie Kong suddenly felt a little distressed, and subconsciously walked out of the house......
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A small river zigzags through a cluster of houses, and the water is clear to the bottom. There were seven or eight women washing clothes on the riverbank, most of them middle-aged women in their thirties and forties, and their eyebrows, who were only nineteen years old and had beautiful faces, stood out among them.
The women chattered about the gossip in the family, such as which family's man was assigned a good errand, which family's son was rewarded with how many gold coins, which family's daughter was really beautiful and powerful, and her cultivation broke through again, etc., Huamei only occasionally smiled and nodded in agreement.
A kind-looking aunt looked at Hua Mei while scrubbing her clothes and said, "Alas, Hua Mei, you seem to be nineteen this year, right?"
"Hmm. ”
Flower Eyebrow nodded.
"Alas, being widowed at the age of sixteen just after marrying into the Nie family is really a sin. The other woman sighed and said sympathetically, "Huamei, your uncle is getting sick, I think you should remarry as soon as possible while you are young, you have taken care of him for three years and is worthy of his family." ”
"I'm not going to remarry. Hearing this, Hua Mei blushed and shook her head, "Moreover, my uncle's illness is almost cured." Thinking of Nie Kong's miraculously strong body, Hua Mei happily added: "In a few days, he won't have to take medicine anymore." ”
"No way, how can he be cured?"
"yes, they're all sick like that, it's good to be able to barely survive. ”
“......”
Several of the women were gossiping, clearly unconvinced.
"It's true, I don't lie to you. Hua Mei argued urgently.
"Girl, don't hold on, even if your uncle is really good, can you continue to live with him like this. Listen to the aunt, it's better to marry yourself off as soon as possible while you are young and beautiful. I heard that the third young master of the patriarch's family is very good to you, girl, you have to think about it. ”
Hua Mei pursed her lips and didn't speak, a little unhappy.
That's true. ”
A sharp voice suddenly interjected, and a chubby woman twisted her fat buttocks and walked to the river, this woman's name was Nie Qinghua, and she was also a member of the Nie family. Seeing her, those women all quieted down, because Nie Qinghua was their steward, and she was usually very picky and scathing.
The fat woman said bitterly: "Huamei, I didn't say you, how good the third young master is, he can look down on you, that's your blessing, why don't you agree." The third young master is a dignified psychic eight-grade spirit master, and there are too many gold coins to spend, so remarrying her, even if he is only a concubine, is a blessing. But what about your sick uncle, he is already half buried in the soil, even if you take care of him until he dies, what future can you have, and what benefits can you get? If you really can't bear it, let the third young master send him more gold coins, and it's over......"
"Shut up!"
The little face of the flower eyebrows turned red with anger, interrupting the fat woman's chatter.
"What?"
I didn't expect that the usually shy eyebrows would become so bold, Nie Qinghua was stunned before she woke up and said sharply, "Little widow, you dare to tell me to shut up?"
Huamei stood up, gritted her teeth and said, "Don't let you say that about my uncle!"
Nie Qinghua crossed her hands on her hips and said proudly: "I'll just say that, what's wrong? Sick seedling, dead ghost, it's a waste of food to live in the world, it's better to die early and be overlifted early......" The fat woman spat and stard, and a large string of vicious curses burst out with the continuous opening and closing of those two fat lips.
"You, you, you...... Pig!
Huamei was so angry that her delicate body trembled, but she was not good at scolding, and it took a long time to hold back those two words before those two words jumped out of her mouth. The women around almost laughed, but they were afraid of being discovered by Nie Qinghua, so they all forced a smile and turned their faces away, and their hearts were greatly relieved, but they were a little worried.
"Ah, you dare to scold me!"
Nie Qinghua's face trembled, and she screamed angrily, and her fleshy palm slapped her face fiercely.
Hua Mei exclaimed and closed her eyes, and after a while, she found that the imaginary slap did not fall on her face, and she couldn't help but open her eyes to look, and saw that Nie Qinghua's raised wrist was tightly clamped by a palm, and the owner of that palm was actually ...... Nie Kong.
Huamei was pleasantly surprised: "Uncle, why are you here?"
Uncle?
Several women stared at Nie Kong with wide eyes, he was the sick man Nie Kong, he was really much stronger, and there was no sickness on his face.
Nie Kong smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, let's go home." With a flick of her right hand, the fat woman took several steps backwards and almost sat on the ground.
Nie Qinghua was also surprised by Nie Kong's changes, and after waking up, her fat face was swollen and red, and she was annoyed and angry: "Don't you want to go?"
"January hardware, don't do it. ”
Seeing Hua Mei's worried frowning, Nie Kong smiled disapprehantly, now there is no need to buy medicine to treat the disease, and the monthly alimony of fifty gold coins is enough for the family. After turning eighteen in a few months, even if the child support is stopped, he will have the ability to make money, and this hardware coin is really not in his eyes.
Seeing that she couldn't threaten Nie Kong and Huamei, the fat woman suddenly became a little crazy, and shouted sharply at the backs of the two: "Yo, I said why this little widow didn't agree to marry the third young master with such good conditions, it turned out that she hooked up with her own brother-in-law. ”
"You ......"
Hua Mei turned around and stared at Nie Qinghua, feeling ashamed and angry in her heart, her pretty face was so red that she seemed to be able to spill blood, and two clouds of mist couldn't help but float in her eyes.
Seeing this, Nie Qinghua became proud: "Look, look, I said it." As he spoke, his small eyes glanced at Nie Kong again, although the appearance of this sick seedling had changed a little, but Nie Qinghua didn't look at him at all, who in the Nie family didn't know that he had cultivated for ten years before gathering one spirit product, and how she said it was also a spirit gathering three products.
"Fat pig, you asked for it!"
Seeing that Hua Mei was so angry, Nie Kong's face sank, and he reached out and grabbed Nie Qinghua's left shoulder.
The fat woman looked at Nie Kong's palm with disdain, letting it fall on her shoulder, and then the fat palm lifted up and swept towards Nie Kong's head. However, before the slap could be implemented, the smile on her face froze. A sharp tearing pain came from her shoulder, and the fat woman's mouth opened, and a pig-like howl rushed out of her throat.
The corners of Nie Kong's mouth sneered, and the wood spiritual power burst out from his palm, lifting Nie Qinghua's fat body, and then wrapped his arms, grabbed her two feet upside down and shook them in the air a few times, and one after another yellow gold coins fell out of her arms: "I almost forgot, my sister-in-law has done most of her work this month, and I took the salary of three gold coins." After speaking, her right arm was raised, and the fat woman suddenly flew out.
"Plop!"
With a loud bang, Nie Qinghua fell into the river.
Nie Kong picked up three gold coins and walked up the river embankment with Hua Mei, and soon there was a sharp howl behind him: "Dead and sick ghost, the old lady will not let you go!"
Several women were dumbfounded, looking at Nie Qinghua splashing in the river, and then looking at the distant figures of Nie Kong and Huamei, their minds were a mess, Nie Qinghua was a three-product of Gathering Spirits, and Uncle Huamei's sick seedling who only had one product of Gathering Spirits actually threw her into the river easily?
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On the way home, Huamei said worriedly: "Uncle, I lost my errand, is it really okay?"
Nie Kong smiled and waved his hand: "Of course it's no problem." Sister-in-law, I am the man of this family, and I will leave the matter of making money to me in the future. ”
Hua Mei sighed, nodded, and sighed again: "Uncle, you threw Nie Qinghua into the river just now, but you offended her badly." ”
"For that kind of woman, you have to be tough, the softer you are, the more arrogant she is. Moreover, she is just a little steward, and it is nothing to offend her. I forgot to tell you that I've already gathered the five souls. ”
"Really?"
Huamei's red mouth opened into a ○ shape, but after a while, she blushed again, and said a little cowardly, "But she will go to spread rumors and say that we are ...... That ......"
Nie Kong didn't care: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, others can say whatever they like, their mouths are on them, we just need to live our own lives." ”
"Oh. ”
Hua Mei scratched her sleeves, her little face was bitter, and she was a little worried. After all, she is a woman, and she is also a little widow with only one uncle left in the family, so she can't be as free as Nie Kong from Earth......
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