Chapter 54: A Woman's Heart, A Needle Under the Sea
This sentence is reliable. Big head thumbs up.
Qin Feng put down the teacup, his eyes were bright, and the two pieces of red jade that the big head said, he also saw when he came, the quality was slightly worse, but it was also very valuable.
Seeing his flickering appearance, the big head became even more interested, and asked excitedly: "Little madman, how is it, do you have any ideas?"
Qin Feng shook his head and said, "The Colorful Stone Road is very hard, if you dig it again, the movement will be too big." ”
"I think the little madman's analysis is reasonable, we first arrived in Qimen, let's keep a low profile. Li Xingchen nodded in agreement.
"It's so torturous......" the big head sighed.
"Don't worry, those two pieces of red fei will be dug up sooner or later. Qin Feng smiled slightly, full of confidence.
At this moment, Wang Shuang's pleasant voice came: "The three of you have chatted separately and are ready to eat." ”
When Qin Feng heard this, he responded, and walked towards the thatched hut, running around for a long time, and he was indeed a little hungry.
"I don't know how the monks eat is different from what ordinary people eat. The big head ran to the kitchen in a hurry and volunteered to help with the dishes and chopsticks, not missing the opportunity to perform in front of Wang Shuang.
In front of the low mountain, there was smoke curling, several thatched houses, quiet and natural, Qin Feng looked at the food on the table, a little surprised.
Coarse tea and light rice, green vegetables and sweet potatoes, there is no difference from ordinary people, and there is no trace of meat.
Wang Shuang was smart and smart, looked at the three of them, and chuckled: "Cultivators, what you pay attention to is pure heart and few desires, eat quickly." ”
"We didn't mean that, we were just curious that the monk ate the same food as ordinary people. Qin Feng explained.
"Monks are human beings, not immortals. Wang Shuang looked at Qin Feng amusedly.
"The sweet potatoes are sweet and glutinous, delicious and fragrant. The big head bit off half of the sweet potato in one bite, and laughed innocently.
"Giggle...... Eat slowly, these are all grown by my mother herself, and there are many more. Wang Shuang covered his jade lips and chuckled.
Looking at Wang Shuang's appearance, a strange look flashed in Qin Feng's eyes, since he came to Qimen, he found that Wang Shuang was a little different, his words and deeds were calm and decent, and he had the temperament of a lady.
Then he looked at Wang Shuang's mother, and suddenly realized that monks were ordinary people, and they were good babies in the eyes of their parents.
Qin Feng picked up the tea, took a sip, smiled, and began to feast, although the coarse tea and light rice made people have a great appetite.
The three of them quickly swept away the food on the table, and there was not even a single leaf left.
"Anything else?"
Seeing the appearance of the three of them, Wang Shuang's mother was a little dumbfounded and said, "Yes...... Also, Shuang'er went to the kitchen to serve some more meals. ”
"Three rice buckets, wait. ”
Wang Shuang's mother showed a friendly smile and said, "Don't listen to the girl's nonsense, the boy eats a lot, eat more to grow his body." ”
In the next ten days, Wang Tianyang never came back, but the powerful people who had a relationship with each other often came and gradually got acquainted with Qin Feng and the three of them. The magnates were very enthusiastic about the arrival of the three of them, and occasionally brought some game meat to improve the food for a few people.
Qin Feng and the three of them even changed into Qimen's clothes, Shengxue in white, with gossip pictures on their chests and fluttering clothes, they looked like Qimen disciples.
However, the life of the monks surprised them a little, and they had a kind of idyllic feeling on weekdays.
The bright moon hung in the sky, and the bright moonlight sprinkled down, the moonlight was as soft as water waves, and the woodland near the low mountain was hazy, as if covered with a thin veil.
Qin Feng was lying alone on the grass, looking up at the starry sky, the big head had already slept, but he couldn't sleep for a long time, the quiet life of the idle clouds and wild cranes in the past few days made his heart very calm.
For the past few days, he has been thinking about a question, what is the purpose of cultivation, becoming an immortal or immortal?
At first, Taigong took him into the path of cultivation just to rekindle his hope in life, but later, he gradually discovered that the world had changed, and the earth had fallen, endangering the bottom line in his heart.
At this time, the purpose of his cultivation has changed, he has strengthened his body, only to protect himself and his family, and to be alone, since he stepped into the path of cultivating immortals, he has never thought of becoming an immortal and immortal.
In his heart, family members are untouchable scales, but if someone wants to hurt them, then even if it is an immortal, he will trample it under his feet.
"I find that you like to be alone in the dark of night. ”
I don't know when, Wang Shuang appeared beside him, under the bright moonlight, his posture was graceful, and his curves were exquisite, which made people can't help but set off ripples in their hearts.
"Are you insomnia again?" Qin Feng took a slender blade of grass in his mouth, chewed it gently, and let the fragrance of grass and trees spread in his mouth.
The bright moon exudes a cold light, like a crystal clear white jade plate, in front of the low mountain, frogs chirp and insects, and a flock of birds are in the field, its chirping is pleasant to the ear.
"It's not because someone broke their word. Wang Shuang smiled lightly, with a slender posture, exuding a moving temperament.
"Who dares to lie to you, let the big head beat him for you. Qin Feng said.
"You, big liar. Wang Shuang shrugged his nose and pursed his lips and said.
"Me?" Qin Feng was surprised when he heard this, a little unclear, and said, "What's wrong with me?"
"You said that you taught the kind of mystic method of controlling thunder and lightning, have you forgotten?" Wang Shuang looked at Qin Feng with an aggrieved expression.
"I ......" When Qin Feng heard this, he was speechless, scratched his head in embarrassment, and said, "I really forgot to clean it." ”
"Hmph, a man's mouth is a deceitful ghost. Wang Shuang snorted lightly, turned his head to look at the wheat field, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes were as bright as water.
"I'm sorry, my fault. Qin Feng apologized as he took out the scriptures of "Ten Dry Transformation Qi" from his arms and handed them to Wang Shuang.
"This is the mystical method that can strengthen the physical body and control the thunder and lightning?" Seeing this, Wang Shuang immediately smiled happily.
"Woman. Qin Feng looked at Wang Shuang's expression and shook his head helplessly, sighing that whether it was a monk or an ordinary person, as long as it was a woman, it was difficult to figure it out and moody.
"What's wrong with the woman, huh. Wang Shuang's delicate face, because of happiness, emitted a ruddy luster, poetry and clouds: the peach is dying, scorching, beautiful and pure beauty, it seems that the night is shining.
"I don't think you should be able to cultivate the Ten Dry Transformation Qi. Qin Feng calmed down and said.
"Why?" Wang Shuang was puzzled.
"The person who passed it on to me 'Ten Dry Transformation Qi' said that this mystic method was cultivated before awakening, and you have already awakened, I'm afraid you won't be able to practice. ”
"I don't believe it. Wang Shuang said, a determined look appeared on his face, he closed his eyes and breathed, and tried to run the "Ten Dry Transformation Qi", but after a long time, he was still unable to sense any kind of celestial phenomenon, but his own life essence continued to gather in his heart.
"It doesn't matter, haven't you already cultivated the Extreme Emperor Sutra, the Treasure Sutra of the Human Race, and it is definitely not weaker than the Ten Dry Transformation Qi. Qin Feng looked at Wang Shuang, who had a lost face, and comforted.
"How so. Wang Shuang was in a low mood, looked at the "Ten Dry Transformation Qi" in his hand, and reluctantly returned it to Qin Feng.
"Okay, monks pay attention to cultivating their minds and being casual, and if we can't cultivate, we won't cultivate. Qin Feng stretched out a palm and pressed it against Wang Shuang's heart, and as soon as her heart moved, a majestic celestial essence was injected into her body along the palm.
Running the Xuanfa just now, Xinhai absorbed a lot of her essence and nourished her flesh and blood, but instead of comprehending the celestial phenomena, her face turned slightly pale.
"Oh my God, what a pure life essence. Wang Shuang was surprised, and a warm current continued to flow in his meridians.
"This is the essence of the celestial phenomena. Qin Feng said.
"The stinky is stinking, and I'm angry. Wang Shuang looked at Qin Feng angrily, his big eyes full of resentment.
"I ......" Qin Feng was dumbfounded, he was speechless for a while, he wanted to explain, but after thinking about it carefully, reasoning with a woman is an unreasonable thing in itself, so he simply stopped talking.
"What are you, I don't want to talk to you anymore, I'm going to sleep. Wang Shuang turned his head, a light smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his black and beautiful hair floated against Qin Feng's cheeks, and a refreshing fragrance suddenly poured into his mouth and nose.
Qin Feng was stunned in place, looking at Wang Shuang's back, he felt that his head was as big as a cow, his thumb rubbed his temples, and he lowered his head and said to himself: "God, what did I do wrong?"