Hu Qing copied the character "attack" countless times in her mind, and she was familiar with it when she put it on the paper. She thought that no matter what, she would be able to draw it completely. It would not be difficult to draw a cat like a tiger.
Just when the pen tip landed on the paper, Hu Qing immediately felt the difference. The paper was different, the pen was different, and the ink was even different. The cinnabar was more stagnant than the ink, and the pen tip seemed to be pushing something. The yellow paper looked at the smooth tip of the pen, but there was something strange about it.
It feels like a solid obstacle. The pen feels a little jerky in my hand.
Hu Qing knew clearly that it was wrong when she made a stroke. She only looked at the handwriting, which was different in thickness and depth. Drawing a symbol was not as simple as she thought.
Practice and use real materials. You can't get that feeling with cheap substitutes.
As expected, there is no need to be opportunistic. Hu Qing sighed and honestly started practicing from the horizontal and vertical directions on the yellow talisman paper. Fortunately, she was talented and intelligent. After a day, the horizontal direction was horizontal and the vertical direction was vertical. She was evenly fat and thin, and the depth was suitable.
Silk cloth: Is this called being talented? You really put a premium on your own face.
Hu Qing practiced day and night. When he was tired of writing, he would practice the Spring God Art to regain his energy before continuing to write. After he had perfected his writing skills, he added spiritual power to it. At the beginning, he couldn't control the spiritual power when writing.
The paper was useless. Hu Qing didn't care and continued with another talisman paper. As long as she kept doing things without stopping, she wouldn't be too anxious inside.
Hu Huahua thinks his mother is crazy, refuses to eat or drink, and is possessed by a demon.
Finally one day, while Hu Qing was playing in the study, Hu Huahua heard something with both ears on the first floor and rushed towards the door.
Hu Nuan pushed open the door, and Hu Huahua flew into her arms, purring and giggling.
A familiar voice rang in her ears. Hu Qing was in a daze before she woke up. When she looked up, she saw her precious daughter. She was overjoyed. She threw away her pen and jumped out of the window while holding on to the window.
"My dear, you are finally back."
Hu Qing hugged Hu Nuan tightly and kissed her, making Hu Nuan tilt her head back and laugh: "Mom, I don't want it anymore, Mom, it's okay."
Hu Qing relaxed, and she turned to kiss Hu Qing's neck, "Gurgling, gurgleing."
Hu Huahua: What about me? I want it too.
Hu Qing Hu Nuan: Waiting for you to become a human.
Hu Huahua: Discrimination, racial discrimination.
Hu Qing: "Hey, my eldest daughter is finally back. Mommy has to take care of her."
Hu Nuan hugged her neck: "Mom, I miss you so much. I miss you so much."
Only then did Hu Qing remember: "Where is your sister Yanshan? Why don't you come in?"
Hu Nuan: "Master sent me back."
Hu Qing paused and said: "Oh, your master is here, you kid, please invite people in."
Try not to grit your teeth.
Hu Nuan: "Master sent me back and left immediately."
Hu Qing: Okay, we are afraid of leaving a bad impression on others if we meet without being mentally prepared.
Qiao Yu thought so too.
Hu Qing held one in each hand and went straight out to go shopping. It was inconvenient to talk outside. She endured the doubts in her heart and chatted with Hu Nuantian one by one, then bought a bunch of spiritual ingredients and came back.
When I got home, Hu Qing was busy in the kitchen, Hu Nuan was picking vegetable leaves, and Hu Huahua was running around in circles.
Hu Qing asked casually: "Why are you back so late this time?"
Hu Nuan: "Oh, Mom, I slept for a long time again, this time for a month."
Hu Qing tightened her hands and the long melon in her hand broke. She threw the peeled section into the basin and continued to peel the rest.
"Why did you sleep for so long?"
It’s definitely not a retreat!
Hu Nuan looked carefree: "Oh, I was struck by lightning."
Poof - the melon in my hand exploded into mud.
Hu Qing pulled her over: "Struck by lightning? Let me see where it is?"
Hu Qing was sitting on the small bench, and Hu Nuan was pulled by her to stand between her legs. When she asked, he leaned down and lay on one of her thighs: "Butt."
What?
"Lightning struck me in the butt."
Hu Qing was dumbfounded, what kind of unreasonable thunder is this?
I lifted up my skirt and took off my pants, and sure enough, there was a slender purple mark on Bai Shengsheng's little butt, which was purple and blue.
Angry, I worked so hard to give birth to a child but I didn’t even want to give her a birthmark. Why do you want to get a tattoo, you ungrateful Lei!
Rubbing, rubbing hard, the butt is red but the mark has not changed.
Hu Nuan screamed: "Mom, what's wrong with my butt?"
Hu Qingchou must not be able to go away. Although it will not be exposed, it is still not pleasing to the eye.
He said: "It's okay, just peel off the dead skin." He paused and said, "Has your master checked you?"
Pull up your pants and pull down your skirt.
Hu Nuan: "I don't know."
Hu Qing: "..."
Alas, raising a daughter requires a lot of worries.
Qiao Yu: What are you thinking? Am I that kind of person?!
Hu Qing: Which one? You tell me.
Qiao Yu:...incomprehensible.
Ask her: "How can a good person be struck by lightning?"
Hu Nuan: "Oh, my master was struck by lightning, so I was struck by lightning."
Hu Qing stared at her, Hu Nuan smiled.
Hu Qing pressed his forehead tiredly: "Hu Nuan, tell me clearly and start from the beginning."
Say it one sentence at a time, will it test your old mother's Chinese language skills? Do you have the opportunity to receive nine years of compulsory education? Compare with me.
When he was called "Hu Nuan", Hu Nuan's little body straightened up. If he didn't speak well, he would be spanked.
She tilted her head, thought for a moment, and started from the beginning.
"Master is back. He made me a bead." She took Hu Qing's hand and put it on her belly: "It's been kept in the Dantian."
Hu Qing was stunned. According to the Spring God Art, she controlled her spiritual consciousness to sweep towards Hu Nuan's body. Perhaps it was connected by blood, so Hu Qing's spiritual consciousness was not hindered, nor did it touch the restrictions left by Qiao Yu. She "looked"
When you see a sea-blue ice-penetrating spiritual bead in the white mist of Hu Nuan Dantian, you can feel the soft spiritual energy coming out of the bead, warming and nourishing the Dantian.
Divine consciousness withdrew: "Okay."
Hu Nuan continued: "Master wants to overcome the tribulation, and the golden elixir will advance to Yuanying."
Hu Qing: Oh, it turns out that Qiao Yu used to be a golden elixir, but now he is a Nascent Soul. This is the goal you should pursue. Let’s set a small goal first, the golden elixir.
By the way, I should be building a foundation, right?
Hu Nuan bala bala: "The thunder from the sky is bad. One after another, they all hit my master, endlessly."
"Uncle Master, the sect leader, also lied to me, saying that the last step was the last step."
"The master was struck so hard that he couldn't see his face and lost all his hair. He's not done yet and he's still going to be struck."
"I was angry."
"I let the snow on the ground fly up to the sky and beat away the dark cloud monsters."
"If it can't hit me, it will hit me with lightning and hit my butt."
Hu Nuan lay down again and showed her butt: "I didn't feel any pain and fell asleep immediately."
Hu Qing had an idea in his mind and rubbed her butt: "How long have you been sleeping?"
"Master said I slept for thirty days, which is a month."
One month, thirty days.
It was about the same time that I was inexplicably electrocuted in the refining room.
Hu Qing had a suspicion and kept it in his heart: "Why did your master say that you were in seclusion?"
Hu Nuan jumped up and said: "Mom, I have reached the third level of Qi refining." I am so happy.
