"The potions in this bottle are called potions according to the human race. Most of them are potions for restoring spiritual energy, and some are used to heal injuries."
"This wooden disk is just a useless formation disk. However, it may be able to save your life at a critical moment."
Hearing Qing Ling say it can save lives, the little guy's eyes lit up, and he took back the wooden plate and box back into the space ring, making sure to keep it properly.
"Any more questions?" Qing Ling looked calm.
The little guy shook his head: "Thank you, thank you."
Qing Ling nodded invisibly, turned around and went back to her room.
"Squeak!" Xuan Diao on the side couldn't stand Qing Ling's behavior and rolled his eyes mockingly.
The little guy shook his head slightly and said to Xuan Diao, "He's pretty good."
When Xuan Diao saw the little guy praising the self-righteous guy, he immediately turned his back to the little guy with his face on his arm.
The little guy smiled helplessly, and then moved the cooking things out of the room.
After the move was completed, the little one realized that she seemed to be able to put things directly into the ring and then take them out again.
Free up those useless stones in the ring, and a lot of space inside will be freed up at once.
Put some commonly used things in the ring later, which is not only easy to carry, but also convenient to access.
I harvested a lot of good things today, and the little guy is in a very happy mood.
I skillfully hunted a few first-level monsters on the outskirts of the forest. After dealing with them, I started to make lunch.
Although Xuan Diao was unhappy with the little guy praising Qing Ling, he would not compete with the little guy, let alone get into trouble with him.
After a delicious meal, I lay down comfortably on the table and basked in the sun.
After putting the cooking items into the ring, the little guy returned to the room.
After Qing Ling opened her eyes, she discovered that Xuan Diao was also absorbing spiritual energy when he was resting.
She originally thought that Xuan Diao slept lazily every day, but she seemed to have mistakenly blamed it. It turned out that Xuan Diao was practicing all the time.
In this case, she can't lag behind Mink!
The little guy sat cross-legged on the bed and started practicing according to the "Ling Ling Jue".
The little guy has mastered the first and second steps of "The Spirit-Inducing Art".
Next is the third step: practicing Qi.
This is also the first realm for cultivators of immortality.
The step of practicing Qi is very simple. She just needs to repeat the first two steps to absorb and refine the spiritual energy. When the spiritual energy in her body reaches saturation, she can attack the next level and build the foundation.
With the blessing of the Heavenly Eye and the Heavenly Spirit Body, the little guy can get twice the result with half the effort.
The feeling of spiritual energy flowing in the body is like being soaked in warm water. The body becomes lighter and lighter, and the mind is as relaxed as a feather.
The little one likes the feeling of practicing. Although the process is boring, it can calm her body and mind.
The little guy who was immersed in practice forgot about time.
It was already evening when Xuan Diao came in and called the little guy.
As soon as Xuan Diao entered the door, he covered his nose: "Zhizhi!"
There was a foul smell wafting in the room, which reminded Xuan Diao of some bad memories.
Xuan Diao's cry woke the little one up, and she felt a little uncomfortable in her body, as if there was a layer of mud sticking to her body, restricting her movement, and a smell lingered at the tip of her nose.
When she opened her eyes, she didn't know when her skin was covered with a layer of black dirt.
Recalling the feeling during practice, the little one understood that these were impurities in her body.
He took out a dust-cleansing charm that Qing Ling had given him before from the ring, input spiritual energy and patted it on his body. It was immediately as clean as before, and his whole body felt refreshed.
The little guy looked at his skin and felt that it was much whiter and more delicate.
Open the windows and ventilate the room.
When the unpleasant smell dissipated, Xuan Diao put down the little paw covering his nose, jumped on the clean little guy's shoulder, and asked the little guy to start cooking.
The little guy was holding Xuan Diao on his shoulders. He felt much more relaxed than before and went out to cook today's dinner in a happy mood.
After dinner, the little guy went back to the room to practice again.
…
In the dead of night, Qing Ling sat alone in the courtyard, drinking wine while looking up at the moon. Dressed in green clothes, she looked somewhat lonely in the boundless night.
The space fluctuated slightly, and a red dress lit up the cold night.
"Waiting for me?" Jiuhua chuckled, sat down opposite Qing Ling very naturally, and raised the glass of wine that had been prepared.
"You cleared her meridians."
This sentence came out of nowhere, but Jiuhua understood what Qingling was talking about.
"yes."
"You don't have to spend too much thought on an insignificant human race."
"This is my compensation to her."
Qing Ling frowned: "That's not your fault."
"After all, it was my fault for not thinking carefully."
"Why bother taking it all on yourself? This is the first time I've seen you care so much about a human race."
"This little world is so boring, so I just want to have some fun for myself. Besides, I'm very attracted to her." Jiuhua smiled slightly, "I don't know why, the more I look at this little guy, the more I like her, so I can't help but like her.
Better."
Qingling lowered her eyes and said nothing.
Jiuhua drank another drink, then got up and walked to the room.
Her sweet voice rose in the night: "Although the wine is good, don't drink too much; although the moonlight is beautiful, the sky is dying."
Qing Ling was the only one left in the courtyard, and the night returned to silence.
…
The next morning, the little one got up early as usual. After a sleepless night, she didn't feel tired at all, but felt refreshed.
The little guy's current state has reached the early stage of Qi training. If the Dantian is compared to a pool that stores spiritual energy, then the water in the pool is now about one-tenth.
The little guy stretched out his body. She planned to hunt a bigger guy for breakfast today.
The sense of power brought by the integration of spiritual energy into flesh and blood made her eager to try. She wanted to know whether she could hunt a third-level monster head-on with her current strength.
Thinking of those talisman papers with strange patterns, let’s try their effects.
The little guy was dressed in a white dress with narrow sleeves, and his waist-length black hair was tied up casually with a hair tie as he strolled through the lush forest.
Her white clothes are like snow, her black hair is like ink, and her delicate facial features make her look like a person walking out of a painting. Her clothes are not stained by dust, and her body is not touched by leaves. Her figure disappears in the blink of an eye, and her speed is astonishing.
Like ordinary people.
Soon the little guy locked onto the target.
It is a third-level sharp-mouthed monkey with wood spirit roots. This monster has slender limbs and an especially flexible tail.
For some reason, the sharp-billed monkeys are especially fond of humans. They often appear in human settlements, threatening and teasing passers-by. They even have simple thinking abilities and can borrow foreign objects, so they are called "the most cunning monsters" by humans.
When the little one is hunting alone, she often encounters sharp-billed monkeys that come out to cause trouble, so she doesn't particularly like this kind of monster.
The little guy didn't deliberately hide his aura, and the sharp-billed monkey quickly discovered the little guy who was getting closer.
"Yeah, yeah." The sharp-billed monkey noticed the murderous intention in the little guy, but did not choose to escape. Instead, it jumped up and down among the trees, and even made provocative faces at the little guy.
