On that day, Xie Jiuniang went into seclusion.
He hadn't practiced much on the way, and his cultivation level was still at the sixth level of Qi training, but it was a bit more solid than it was three months ago.
She did not use the Spirit Gathering Pill for this practice.
Instead, he drank a sip of the spiritual liquid he robbed from Song Baoer.
Spiritual liquid is spiritual energy that is concentrated to a certain degree and condenses into water.
It is unclear how it is formed, but using spiritual liquid to improve cultivation will not have any side effects, unlike elixirs which will leave poison.
There is very little spiritual liquid for sale on the market.
Once it appears, it will be quickly sold out, and a small bottle will cost tens of thousands of spirit stones.
Xie Jiuniang thought about her current wealth.
Oh, not much.
There is a huge gap between the rich and the poor in the world of immortal cultivation. People at the bottom have to calculate carefully in order to save a spiritual stone, while some people can spend money lavishly.
The higher the level of a cultivator, the more expensive the resources they need. For example, the well-known Foundation Establishment Pill, if sent to an auction, can be sold for between 200,000 and 500,000. What about the Golden Core Condensation Pill needed to break through the Golden Core? The starting price is one million, not to mention the Infant Formation Pill and the Spirit Transformation Pill.
She is just a poor person.
Still need to work hard to earn spirit stones...
Outside the room, Song Baoer was shouting angrily that she wanted to settle the score with Xie Jiuniang.
After a few words, Moran came out.
Mulan didn't want Song Baoer to disturb her daughter's practice, so she suggested taking her out to buy some daily necessities. Apart from anything else, she couldn't always wear her clothes.
Song Baoer thought it made sense.
Before leaving, Moran asked her to remove her makeup first. The Song family's cosmetics are very good. Even after all the work she did yesterday, there was no trace of makeup coming off.
Song Baoer had a bitter face, "The storage ring was stolen, and there is no makeup remover liquid."
Moran suddenly realized, "So you are using the disguise drug as makeup, no wonder your makeup doesn't come off easily."
Normal makeup can be washed off with water.
Moran found a bottle of potion from the storage bag and gave it to Song Baoer to remove her makeup.
Song Baoer took it in a daze, vaguely feeling that there was something in Mo Lan's words that she didn't understand.
Medicine as cosmetics
Aren’t cosmetics made from herbs? Her cosmetics were all given to her by her sister…
Stop! You can't doubt your sister.
Her sister was very good to her. Her sister helped her a lot in getting on the flying boat this time. Maybe she is being punished by her parents now.
She fetched another half basin of clean water, poured a little of the medicine in the bottle into it, stirred it a few times, and then Song Baoer began to wash her face directly with the water scooped up in her palms.
Makeup is washed off.
Those almond eyes are even more beautiful!
Her slightly plump goose face is white with a rosy glow, a very pretty pink and tender color, much better looking than the "peach cheeks" she deliberately creates with makeup.
Mu Lan was satisfied and took Song Baoer out.
Along the way, Moran realized from casual conversation that Song Baoer, who was described by her daughter as having a mental illness, was not really stupid.
But they were led astray by others.
The little girl was so crooked that she thought some crooked ideas were correct.
Every family has its own problems.
The Xie family also has a lot of problems, alas...
Song Baoer was about to open her mouth, but then she remembered that her pockets were cleaner than her face, so she said embarrassedly that she could only ask her to help her choose.
Moran thought of Song Baoer's horrible outfit when she first met her, so she took a light pink Liuxian dress and asked her to change into it according to her own aesthetic taste. She then paired it with a simple headdress and earrings, making her look cute and lovely.
Moran was satisfied, "The little girl doesn't need to put on makeup."
"I don't look good without makeup..." Song Baoer said shyly, "My sister said that if a woman wants to be beautiful, she must learn how to dress up."
"Well, your sister is right."
Mo Lan nodded, used the lipstick to lightly touch Song Baoer's lips, then stuck the flower ornament between her eyebrows, and then used magic to condense a water mirror, "I'm done with my makeup, how is it?"
"Huh?! Who is that in the mirror?"
Song Baoer exclaimed.
Moran was so shocked that he almost couldn't maintain his water mirror and shook several times.
Then, Song Baoer started to fuss again, "Is this me? Oh, oh, oh, it looks really good, better than when I put on makeup before. Ah, Aunt Lan, you have great skills, teach me, you must teach me..."
Moran looked at the little girl with pity.
Thinking of the happy scene of the little girl and his daughter together, although he didn't know how she had offended her daughter, Moran thought about it and decided to correct the little girl's views.
This move has both advantages and disadvantages.
The disadvantage is that it makes my daughter's opponent prettier
The benefit is that one day the idiot will wake up and start an internal fight with his sister, and will not care about the previous robbery.
At the same time, you can also improve the girl's favor.
If what my daughter did in the woods that day was exposed, maybe there would be some room for maneuver...
So, wait half a month.
When Xie Jiuniang walked out of the room, she saw a cute and adorable little beauty circling around her mother.
She kept calling me Auntie Lan, and her voice was so sweet.
Xie Jiuniang asked: "Mother, who is this sister?"
Moran smiled and said, "Guess?"
Song Baoer raised her chin slightly and glanced at Xie Jiuniang triumphantly.
The curiosity in Xie Jiuniang's eyes disappeared instantly, and she said with a lack of interest: "Oh, Song Ersha."
In an instant, Song Baoer's smiling face turned black, and she stared at her with her almond-shaped eyes wide open, "Xie Jiuniang, dare you call me Song Ersha again?"
"Hey, Song Ersha is really stupid."
Xie Jiuniang's eyes showed surprise, as if she hadn't seen what you looked like before, which immediately made Song Baoer furious.
"I, I I..."
Song Baoer pointed at Xie Jiuniang angrily and said "I, I, I, I" for a long time without saying a complete sentence.
Xie Jiuniang ignored her and asked Mo Lan, "Mom, where is Dad?"
"I'm meditating in my room."
For Zen meditation, sitting in meditation is equivalent to practicing.
(End of this chapter)