Everyone in the world has worries and troubles, and is entangled in fame and fortune. The soul will be unconsciously covered with a veil, covering the soul and disturbing the thoughts, and they will sincerely lament that living is too tiring.
Perhaps people in the world will always be like this, so they interpret the many disturbances, grudges, and hatreds in the world.
It is precisely because of this that people want to find that ethereal paradise, a place of tranquility, away from the chaos of the world, cleanse their dusty hearts, reap the baptism of the spirit, and pursue the realm of freedom from the world.
And this eventually becomes people's fantasy, the beautiful hope that people put in when they are tired. Only when it is unavailable can they have the hope to pursue, the vision for the future, and the dream of life.
Therefore, Qin Xuan had such an idea. If he engraved his own spiritual power on the plaque, blended it into the idyllic and carefree artistic conception of the mountains and rivers, and integrated it with the entire hotel, every guest who comes would be inspired to see it.
Baptism will leave a deep impression.
The spiritual imprint was something Qin Xuan had thought of at the moment, and it still needed Qin Xuan to confirm it, so at this time Qin Xuan was not completely sure, and he didn't know whether he would succeed.
But now that he has this idea, Qin Xuan feels that he must prove it. If he thinks of it, he must do it. Although he may not succeed in the end, only by hard work can it be possible.
After clearing away all the rice paper on the table, Qin Xuan went downstairs and walked out of the hall. At this time, the red sun was setting in the west, Ruixia was printing and dyeing, and as far as he could see, the sky was vast and a solitary bird was flying.
With a broad field of vision and fresh ears and eyes, Qin Xuan couldn't help but feel refreshed. The fatigue from practicing calligraphy all afternoon was instantly gone.
After calming down, he saw his uncle Cheng Deming washing the car with a cloth not far away. Qin's father and others were also helping him, and Qin Xuan also walked over quickly.
Seeing Qin Xuan coming over, Qin's father nodded and said with a smile: "Xiao Xuan, I heard from Xiao Lan that you have been practicing calligraphy all afternoon, right?"
Qin Xuan stepped forward and replied with a smile: "Yes dad, I have nothing to do anyway. Practicing calligraphy can also cultivate your temperament."
"Haha, that's good. You've been good at writing since you were a child. Now you don't have to go to school, but you can't let your writing skills go to waste. You have to stick to it in the future." Father Qin glanced at the car that was about to be washed.
He said with a slight smile.
When Qin Xuan heard his father's words, he couldn't help but feel ashamed. He didn't practice calligraphy for this purpose, but he still nodded vigorously to Qin's father and promised that he would stick to it in the future.
Seeing everyone helping to wash the car, Qin Xuan also stepped forward to help. At this time, Cheng Deming looked over from the other side, looked at Qin Xuan and said with a smile: "Xiao Xuan, don't say that the tree house you built is really good.
I rested there for a while at noon, and now my whole body feels much more relaxed and very comfortable!"
Qin Xuan walked up to his uncle with a bucket and said with a soft smile: "Uncle, of course, otherwise I wouldn't bother to build it, and the longer you stay in it, the more benefits it will have!"
Although Qin Xuan's words were very low, everyone who was busy nearby heard them clearly. They couldn't help but look at Qin Xuan, wanting to know the benefits of staying in that tree house.
Since Cheng Deming was standing next to Qin Xuan, he was the first to ask: "Xiao Xuan, what are the benefits you are talking about? Why don't I know?"
Qin Xuan chuckled, found a rag, wetted it with water, wiped the glass of the car, and replied: "Uncle, haven't you noticed the difference between the tree house and the outside world?"
Cheng Deming was startled, stood and thought for a while, and then said: "Xiao Xuan, the air in the tree house seems to be a little fresher than the outside. Oh, by the way, besides that, there are just a lot more bugs!"
Qin Xuan was speechless when he heard his uncle's words. He had not been to the tree house since he built it in the morning. It seemed normal to have bugs inside. You must know that the vitality of the ancient tree would attract a lot of bugs.
But thinking about the bugs, Qin Xuan also knew that this problem must be solved by himself. From now on, he would stay in the tree house to practice at night, so naturally he couldn't let the bugs disturb the tranquility.
"Uncle, let me tell you the truth, if you stay in that tree house for a long time, not only will your body gradually improve, but you will also gradually regain your youth and vitality, and in the end you will live a long life!"
When Qin Xuan saw Cheng Deming staring at him, he said it happily.
Hearing Qin Xuan's words, Cheng Deming did not show any surprise, but looked at Qin Xuan and asked doubtfully: "Xiao Xuan, is that all?"
Qin Xuan nodded, and then Cheng Deming said angrily: "Oh, I thought there were some benefits that I didn't discover. I rested in the tree house for a while, and I have already felt what you said, little
Xuan, I originally thought you could say anything else, but my curiosity was in vain."
When Qin Xuan heard his uncle's words, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes, looked at his uncle and said, "Uncle, you must know that you wanted to ask me just now! Then just pretend that I didn't say anything!"
Hearing Qin Xuan's words, Cheng Deming also smiled: "Okay, Xiaoxuan, just pretend that I didn't say anything, haha!"
At this time, Qin's father came over and said, "Xiaoxuan, don't be busy here. You should go over and help your aunt cook!"
Qin Xuan was stunned, and soon understood what his father meant, so he nodded, put down the rag in his hand, said hello to his uncle, and went back along the way.
Last night, because the food was not cooked by Qin Xuan, what everyone ate was not very appetizing. After all, after eating Qin Xuan’s cooking for a long time, and then eating food cooked by others, we no longer have the feeling of wanting to eat more when we are full.
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Soon, Qin Xuan walked into the kitchen. Seeing his aunt and mother busy, Qin Xuan also washed his hands and walked over.
"Little
In the bedroom, he asked me if you would stop cooking in the future, and even complained to me!"
Seeing Qin Xuan, Qin Huilan put the cut vegetables on a plate and said with a smile.
Qin Xuan walked aside and said with a smile: "Haha, aunt, I was called here by my father, so leave this place to me!"
"Xiao Xuan, we have cut the vegetables, let's go out first." Mother Qin said at this time. She knew Qin Xuan's ability, so she didn't refuse when Qin Xuan came to cook, and she was also very
I like my son’s cooking.
"Okay, Mom, Auntie, you just go out and I'll be fine here. Dad and uncle are washing the car in the yard, you go over and help!" Qin Xuan said while tying the hood.
Qin's mother nodded, said no more, and walked out with Qin Huilan.
Perhaps because of the food cooked by Qin Xuan, everyone also found their appetite and ate very much in the evening.
At around ten o'clock at night, after everyone had gone to bed, Qin Xuan came to the tree house and began his first training journey in the tree house.
It was extremely dark in the treehouse at this time, but since Qin Xuan started practicing, although he could not see the night as day, he could still see roughly clearly. Moreover, there was only one plank bed in the treehouse, which was simple and easy to recognize.
Qin Xuan stepped into the tree house and felt fresh, but the chirping of insects outside disturbed the tranquility.
While talking to his uncle Cheng Deming while washing the car, Qin Xuan had already thought of a countermeasure. Standing in the middle of the tree house, Qin Xuan instantly released the fighting spirit in his heart, and the terrifying pressure quickly spread to the entire space of the ancient tree.
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Immediately, the unusually noisy chirping stopped abruptly, and the entire ancient tree space fell into a deathly silence. Only the rustling sound of the branches and leaves when the breeze blew, accompanied by a mysterious atmosphere in this ancient tree space.
The movement!
After a moment, Qin Xuan put away the terrifying fighting spirit condensed in the bloody battle space, stood in the center of the tree house and listened attentively for a while. After seeing no more noise, Qin Xuan smiled slightly and walked slowly to
Beside the bed.
And just when Qin Xuan walked to the bedside, many small insects in the ancient tree space quickly escaped from the ancient tree space according to their own survival skills. Perhaps what happened tonight, those small insects
I will never step into the space of this ancient tree again.
At this time, Qin Xuan had already walked to the bed and sat cross-legged on the bed made of wooden boards. Qin Xuan closed his eyes, sinking his mind into his Dantian, running his exercises, and began to practice.
Qin Xuan had already become extremely proficient in the technique he had created. Once it was put into operation, he immediately noticed the anomaly.
The trajectory of the movement seems to be a little more rounded, and when it is running, the spiritual energy of the outside world is absorbed more quickly.
Seeing such a change, Qin Xuan was also overjoyed, but soon Qin Xuan suppressed this joy, entered into that calm state of mind again, and quickly started to run his skills.
When Qin Xuan entered the state of cultivation, mysterious changes also occurred in the space of the ancient tree. Under the guidance of the ancient tree, the spiritual energy from the outside became more intense, slowly gathered, and finally poured into the tree house where Qin Xuan was.
, Suddenly, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the tree house was extremely rich, like a horse, glowing with little bits of light, wrapping Qin Xuan.
When the outside world changed, Qin Xuan was also distracted, but Qin Xuan didn't care about anything else. He just stepped up the operation of his skills and quickly absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the outside world.
The faint ray of light instantly submerged into Qin Xuan's body, and soon the light in the distance supplemented it. Repeatedly, when Qin Xuan was running the technique, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth he absorbed always remained at the same level.
Qin Xuan spent the whole night practicing. When the morning light first appeared, Qin Xuan slowly opened his eyes. His eyes flashed, but they soon returned to their normal state.
Qin Xuan walked down from the bed, his face full of joy. Although one night of practice was hard, it was also very rewarding.
According to Qin Xuan's calculations, he knew that after practicing in the tree house for two nights, a grain of Hongmeng sand would be formed, but the speed would be more than twice as fast as before.