When I came back from school today, I still ran over to call Master, washed my hands and had snacks, and then actually took the initiative to practice?
Qiao Yu was surprised and pleasantly surprised. His apprentice finally knew how to make progress.
I saw her standing at Panasonic, holding two fists and shouting: "One, one, one..."
Why are they all one?
Hu Nuan ran over: "Master, they won't let me catch them."
Qiao Yu: "...What color did you grab?"
Hu Nuan: "I want everything."
The little girl is ambitious and seizes all the bright spots. She is the most powerful.
Qiao Yu: "...Then you must have all the spiritual roots. You don't have the five elements and wind and thunder. You only have the ice spiritual roots, and you can't catch them."
Hu Nuan was shocked: "Am I so bad?"
Qiao Yu: "..."
Gritting his teeth: "Is the master strong?"
Hu Nuan nodded.
"Master only has ice spirit roots."
Hu Nuan looked at him and put her small hand on his big palm: "Master, we are so pitiful."
Qiao Yu pressed his forehead tiredly and began to supplement her knowledge about spiritual roots.
"Ah, it turns out we are very powerful." Hu Nuan was happy: "Master, what kind of spiritual root does my mother have?"
Your mother? Can you stop thinking about your mother in everything?
He said: "Your mother has no spiritual roots."
Hu Nuan didn't believe it.
Qiao Yu: "Your mother is too old, and her spiritual roots have withered."
Hu Nuan doesn't understand.
Qiao Yu simply said: "Before you start practicing after the age of fifteen, your spiritual roots are basically useless. Your mother must be much older than fifteen."
Hu Qing: What a big fart, you are a rotten old man who is hundreds of years old.
Hu Nuan didn't believe it: "Mom does."
Qiao Yu coaxed the child to smile: "Okay, next time you go home, take the Ouija board back and give it to your mother to test."
Hu Nuan: "Spiritual board?"
Qiao Yu had it, took it out, and pressed it up first. The spiritual jade in the middle emitted a dazzling ice-white light. When he took his hand away, the light became weaker.
Hu Nuan pressed her hand on it curiously, and the ice-white light lit up again, like a star.
Qiao Yu was satisfied, look, how pure the ice spirit root is.
Hu Nuan: "How can I make it glow red?"
Qiao Yu: "...White is beautiful. Red light is unlucky."
Hu Nuan looked at him, is it true?
Qiao Yu nodded calmly: "The white one looks best."
Hu Nuan obediently went back and counted: "One, two, three, four..."
Qiao Yu was in a daze. He could count them one by one. It showed how slowly the disciple absorbed the amount. He really wished that spiritual power could be poured into his body. However, to destroy the foundation quickly, hey, let's grind it slowly. Before confiscating the disciple, from
I don’t think I am an impatient person, but now I find that taking on a disciple is also a form of spiritual practice.
Qiao Yu put the soul measuring board on the table. This thing was useless to him. After he reached the golden elixir level, he could use his spiritual consciousness to detect the spiritual roots, which was just for his apprentice to play with. He might as well study his apprentice's appetite and strength.
What's going on? Being strong is a good thing, but Hu Nuan's expressionless state at that time always made him a little worried.
Hu Qing went to buy a car in Fangshi. There were a lot of flowers to be delivered today, how many pots could she carry at one time? Yesterday she searched in the flower shed and did not find any loading tools. At that time, she felt that her head was too big.
The monk is either a Qiankun bag or a Qiankun ring. How can he use something as heavy as a car? Sure enough, when I asked Boss Hua, he told her to solve it by herself.
In the past two days, Boss Hua has been more and more focused on practicing and rarely comes out of the house, obviously not wanting her to disturb him.
Hu Qing thought for a while and decided to buy a wooden cart and take it to work.
The wooden cart is not too expensive, only fifty spirit beads, and it is not difficult to make. The wooden planks and the metal ring underneath are very cheap. Hu Qing looked at the wheels. The inner layer is iron, and the outer layer is covered with a layer of rubber.
She was still very curious about it. She didn't know if the wooden carts in the mortal world were so light and cheap.
Although the wooden cart is not heavy-loaded, it is very big. Hu lightly loaded a cart full of flowers and brought it into Nonghua Pavilion. He first went to the farthest place on the path and changed the cart with old ones. He then put them back in their original positions.
Bring a new cart up.
There were too many things to change today, and only half of them were changed at noon. Hu Qing took it easy and at her own pace. This time, all she moved were large pots of potted plants. She placed the pots next to each other on the edge of the pots.
Some small pots of flowers and plants are packed into a cart, like a moving forest.
Pulled in, the place we were going to this time was called Lu Ningxiang. As soon as I heard the name, I knew that a beautiful woman lived there.
Hu Qing went there for the first time, with paper cranes leading the way. He left the main road and passed through a red maple forest. The scene suddenly became colorful. Flowers were blooming everywhere, and the green leaves became precious.
Hu Qing looked back at the car. No wonder, they were all plants in bud.
The paper crane continued to fly forward, Hu Qing's eyelids suddenly jumped up, and he had a premonition that the future was uncertain.
Sure enough, a loud shout suddenly burst out from the front: "Find it for me!"
The air was distorted, and a group of people quickly ran out of thin air, revealing an exquisite wooden building behind them.
Hu Qing thought in a daze, is this the monk's barrier?
A strong coercion came to her face. Hu Qing realized that her body could not resist and decided to sit down on the ground with her butt backwards. If allowed, she could lie down flat.
At this time, she saw a beautiful woman walking out of the building, with icy skin, black eyebrows and cherry lips. Unfortunately, her sharp expression ruined her beauty. Obviously her delicate makeup was not suitable for the aura of a villain.
Hu Qing glanced at it and quickly lowered his head.
The woman was gloomy, scary and furious. She looked around and couldn't find her target, so she was so angry that she unleashed her spiritual power randomly and exploded, sending flowers and plants flying.
Hu Qing curled up, fearing that he would be affected and lose his life.
The aroma on the tip of the nose gradually approached, heavy pressure came straight up, and a cold voice came from above: "Mortal? Raise your head."
Hu Qing cursed in his heart, his eyes quickly filled with fear and humiliation, and he raised his head timidly.
The woman frowned in disgust: "What an ugly old woman."
A single thought could kill her. Hu Qing didn't even dare to complain in her heart, for fear that the monks could see through people's hearts. She begged humbly from the bottom of her heart, and her lips were trembling and she couldn't even say a word for mercy.
It's really ugly.
The woman looked away in disgust and said to the maid behind her: "Is it scary to put such an ugly thing in? She is not allowed to come here in the future."
Hu Qing lowered his head, not daring to express his anger.
After a long time, the person who searched responded, but found no results.
The woman's face was gloomy: "Huh, I won't let him escape next time."
Throw down your sleeves and enter the house.
The maid came over and yelled impatiently: "Get out of here. You are not allowed to come to Nonghua Pavilion again."
Hu Qing lay forward, making a humble gesture. When the people turned around and entered, and the barrier was closed, she stood up, held the handle of the car and started to walk back.
The owner here is in a bad mood. She wants to die if she insists on completing her work at this time. Escape is the most important thing.
She grasped the handlebar, pushed hard, paused, and then pushed quickly, looking like a mortal trying to save her life.
All the way to the back door, no one chased me.
The old woman whom I had only met once appeared. She looked arrogantly and said with gloating: "Ugly woman, you are not allowed to enter Nonghua Pavilion in the future."
Hu Qing obeyed, bowed her head and bent over to push the cart out.
