After washing up, Jiang Nai sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated for a while. He couldn't help but ask Xiao Huihui: "Do you think there is really such a thing in this world where people disregard their own life and death in order to pursue the path of cultivation?"
A gray mist ball floated to her shoulder and bounced back and forth a few times, "How could it be possible? Master."
Xiao Huihui said, "Don't do this too much."
"Many people are willing to completely sacrifice their lives in order to practice a religion."
"Then let's talk about you, Master. You usually look like a very salty person, but in fact, you carry more weight than ordinary people every day."
"Whether you are sitting, lying down or standing up, you are still carrying a heavy load."
"Aren't you just using weight-bearing exercises since childhood to lay the foundation for your cultivation?"
Xiao Huihui shook his slender tail and said with emotion: "Practice is not easy for mortals."
"That's why it is said that all cultivators can survive in ten thousand. But how many people can truly enter the smooth path of cultivation and reach the top?"
Jiang Nai nodded slightly, "But don't be too demanding in everything, otherwise things will turn into the opposite."
"But Master, even though you said so, you think so."
"When you were a child, you practiced in order to avoid being seen and heard. Didn't you also work hard in the middle of the night to achieve this?"
"But now it's a little more convenient because of the Sunlight Tower. One or two hours of actual training in the Sunlight Tower can be worth one or two days of training outside. The actual training effect is more than ten times that of the outside world."
"But even so, don't you take great pains every day to practice secretly while avoiding everyone."
The more Xiao Huihui talked, the more emotional she became. The little fur ball jumped up and down in front of the expressionless little girl.
"Your weight is still a spiritual treasure. You can increase the weight at any time, whether it is big or small."
"And the weight of this burden can only be felt by you. In the eyes of outsiders, you are just a little bigger than your peers."
"Didn't any of the people who held you when you were a child never feel the weight you were carrying?"
"Master, you have done so much just to pursue the path of cultivation. Why are you complaining about others at this time? You ran out to exercise without sleeping. Isn't it because you are so focused on success that you never sleep, which is not conducive to physical growth..."
The little girl punched Xiao Huihui into the mountain dwelling picture.
Although what you say is true, little master, I don’t like to hear it!
Xiao Huihui hung on a jujube tree in Shanju Tu, with a look of helplessness on his face.
He rolled back and forth on the tree and sighed: Alas, a woman's thoughts are really difficult to guess. It doesn't matter whether it's sunny or rainy, the little master doesn't know why she's angry.
The little girl sat cross-legged on the bed and thought to herself: The way for a mortal to ascend to heaven will be difficult in his lifetime.
But just like what Xiao Huihui said, isn't she also doing it secretly and practicing hard?
It is difficult, but even if there is a ten thousandth of an opportunity, if it is placed in front of anyone, no one will refuse it.
Therefore, Mr. Zhu, who probably died due to practicing body explosion, can be considered sad.
Jiang Nai told Chunya Qiuye to guard the door tightly and not to let anyone come in to disturb him, and then entered the mountain residence.
"Master." Xiao Huihui hurriedly came over again, "Let me tell you something, Master. I suspect that there may be treasure spirits in our mountain dwelling."
"Because last time when I was helping my master plant medicinal herbs, I heard a voice snort."