The process of cultivation is very complicated and cannot be explained in a thousand words, but the results are good. Except for Luoyang, he is weak and feels like a sponge that has been dried in the sun, as light as a breeze, as if the wind can blow him away.
blow away.
In the process of the six cultivation sessions that just ended, he played three roles: Baili Jianjia's husband, Bai Jing's master, and the consumables of the Pythagorean Heart Sutra.
The two women were in surprisingly good condition and extremely happy.
"Master's wife, I just felt a cold breath flowing in my stomach. How about you?" Bai Jing was very excited.
"Me too, and quite a lot." Baili Jianjia smiled broadly, "But that's not ordinary qi, it's spiritual energy, and our Dantian will refine it into spiritual power."
"After gaining spiritual power, can I learn spells and use magic weapons?" The female disciple's heart was full of longing.
"Theoretically yes, but our spiritual power is too weak and we need to practice more," Baili Jianjia said.
Bai Jing's eyes moved to Master in the next second.
The master closed his eyes a second before she turned around and seemed to be sleeping soundly.
Bai Jing reached out and shook Luoyang's arm: "Master, don't fall asleep. You said you would teach us well. Why did you fall asleep?"
Where did Luoyang fall asleep? He was very awake, but he didn't dare not to fall asleep. Baili Jianjia practiced three times and succeeded the last time. Bai Jing practiced three times and succeeded the last time. For them, the previous
Four times is useless, but to him it is the real deal.
I can't stand it, I really can't stand it.
"Master, I know you are pretending to sleep, so stand up." Bai Jing found a good place to shake her, acting mischievously.
Luoyang not only did not open his eyes, but also snored.
Bai Jing raised her mouth and said, "Master, you are not responsible at all, you lazy master, my wife and I have just started, why don't you get up and practice with us twice more."
Luoyang couldn't pretend anymore and slowly became depressed.
Bai Jing smiled: "I knew you were pretending to sleep."
Luoyang smiled bitterly: "I know you are very excited about practicing for the first time. You finally succeeded. You definitely want to practice more and consolidate it, but your master and I really can't do it anymore."
With just such a sentence, Luoyang, who had just become nervous, again
He lay down, feeling powerless.
"Master is sometimes tired. Then you should have a good sleep. Master's wife and I will study the secrets and we will practice again early tomorrow morning." Bai Jing felt sorry for her master and stopped being naughty.
"Then I'm going to sleep. Don't be too impatient. I practiced for eighteen years before I became the ancestral witch spirit body. Your conditions now are much better than mine at that time. I guess it will take several years or ten years." Luoyang said.
.
The corner of Baili Jianjia's mouth curled up slightly: "Then it must be because you don't work hard. Stop taking a rest and get up and cooperate with me and Xiaobai in cultivating immortality."
Luoyang decisively closed his eyes and continued to pretend to be dead.
Cooperate with you to cultivate immortality?
I'm afraid I will become an immortal, a ghost immortal, before you can achieve enlightenment.
A mugshot is hung on the wall, and white chrysanthemums are placed.
Can never stand up.
Baili Jianjia chuckled: "I'm just kidding you, I think I'll scare you."
Luoyang didn't say anything. The enemy was obviously trying to lure them deeper. His best strategy was to retreat to a corner, recharge his batteries, and fight another day.
The two women read the Pythagorean Heart Sutra together, discussing while reading, and sometimes studied the cultivation postures in the secret book.
Luoyang was peeking the entire time, and he had to guard against enemy sneak attacks.
Women don't even bother to speak truth, let alone martial ethics.
"Master Wife, what does this article about pulling onions on dry land mean?"
"Let me think about it..." Baili Jianjia frowned in thought.
A strange expression suddenly appeared on her fair face: "Master Wife, I remembered, could it be..."
"What could it be?" Before Baili Jianjia could think of a clue, Bai Jing thought of it, but she was not surprised at all, because Xiaobai's IQ was the highest in this strange family, as high as 141, higher than hers.
30 points, 40 points for the tall and busty guy.
Bai Jing was about to say something when he suddenly glanced at Luoyang, then leaned into Baili Jianjia's ear and whispered something.
Baili Jianjia also had a strange expression on her face, and she even had a blushing reaction.
"This secret book is indeed a crooked thing." Bai Jing complained.
Baili Jianjia stared at the man pretending to be dead and frowned slightly: "Xiao Bai, do we still want to practice Chapter 8?"
"I... don't want to practice Chapter 8." Bai Jing resisted in her heart.
Baili Jianjia hesitated: "I don't want to either, but this secret book is very suitable for us. How can we become immortals if we don't practice? Becoming an immortal requires paying a price. I think we should give it a try when we reach the eighth chapter of cultivation.
This guy is cheap."
Feeling unwilling to do so, the hero reached out and pinched Luoyang.
Luoyang showed no reaction. He was drifting further and further away on the road of pretending to be dead, and there was no turning back.
Bai Jing coyly said: "Master's wife wants to practice, then I should practice too. Master's wife and I are on the same front. We will advance and retreat together."
"In the past few days, you should supplement your master's nutrition. We will go to the Kunlun Mountains in a few days. When the big-breasted brother comes, we will not be able to practice properly." Baili Jianjia warned.
Bai Jing nodded: "Yeah!"
"Let's sleep too." Baili Jianjia took one of Luoyang's arms to use as a pillow for herself, and she put the secret book on the bedside table.
Bai Jing also took Luoyang's other arm to use as a pillow for herself, and they cooperated tacitly.
Soon, the two women each raised a leg and pressed their sides on Luoyang's body.
It's finally safe.
Luoyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, maybe because he was too tired, he quickly fell asleep.
He had a strange dream. He became an immortal. He didn't know where he was in the immortal world. He met two fairies and insisted on competing with him. While fighting, the two fairies suddenly turned into two dragons.
Fighting for an orb...
Suddenly feeling a little strange, Luoyang woke up from his dream, opened his sleepy eyes and saw two naughty and mischievous women. He suddenly felt like he couldn't laugh or cry.
Dreams come true.
He suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have brought the secret book out of Painting City. He was also a little worried that if things continued like this, it wouldn't be long before his mugshot would be hung on the wall with flowers underneath.
Bai Jing looked up at Luoyang and said with a smile: "Master, are you awake?"
"I, I will sleep for a while." Luoyang then closed his eyes.
A hand reached out and opened Luoyang's eyelids.
That was Baili Jianjia's hand. She looked at Luoyang with bright eyes: "Brother, the day's plan begins in the morning. Every morning is when a person is most energetic. Don't be lazy, get up and practice!"