It was completely unlike the red dress she was wearing. Not to mention scrubbing it vigorously, tearing it off and putting it back on again, there was no problem at all.
Mo Huang didn't dare to continue washing, so she went back with the black robe, hung it on a branch, and anxiously waited for Di Lingtian to come back to punish her.
Only a few months after the good days, Mo Huang was very afraid that Di Lingtian would drive her away. Luo Chen would find out that she would be taken back to the palace, and she would go back to her old days.
So, while waiting for Di Lingtian, Mo Huang was dizzy and stood on a high place, stood on tiptoe and kissed Di Lingtian on the lips.
After this moment, not to mention Di Lingtian, even she herself was completely stunned.
Mo Huang instantly felt extremely regretful.
It is true that those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black.
She often saw the girl in white in the palace doing this to please Luo Chen when she wanted something or wanted Luo Chen to promise her something.
She also subconsciously thought that this was a way to please the other party. In desperation, she imitated the girl in white's tricks without thinking.
Fortunately, Di Lingtian did not dislike her, nor did he change his attitude towards her, nor did he drive her away.
As usual, it will be the same after that, and he was even given the authority to manage the outer robes.
Mo Huang was very grateful. In her heart, Di Lingtian had become the most good person in the world, and no one could surpass him.
By three and a half months, there were some changes in Mo Huang's body. From time to time, there would be a sound like dripping water inside her body. Only she could hear this sound.
Mo Huang told Di Lingtian about this abnormality.
Di Lingtian comforted him: "Don't be afraid. This is the sound made when a large amount of spiritual energy condenses into spiritual liquid in your body and follows the flow of blood and energy in your body."
In three and a half months, the spiritual energy had begun to gather into spiritual fluid, which was faster than he expected.
"I also have energy in my body?"
Mo Huang's eyes widened, a little unbelievable. After all, she had been criticized the most in her life for being a waste with no spirit in her body.
"Of course. Otherwise, how can I teach you how to practice?"
The difference between ordinary people who cannot practice and cultivators is that the meridians and sea of qi are sealed and isolated by a barrier when the former are born. Spiritual energy cannot penetrate the barrier and enter the meridians and sea of qi, but can only exist in the muscles.
The latter is born without this barrier, and spiritual energy can be introduced into the meridians and sea of qi, turning it into strength and combat effectiveness.
The spiritual energy existing in the muscles cannot be used for cultivation and cannot be turned into strength. It is all waste spiritual energy.
Muscles cannot lock the spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy in the muscles will quickly escape and float away.
No matter how much an ordinary person supplements, he cannot keep up with the loss of spiritual energy. At most, he can absorb some spiritual energy to nourish his body.
Many ordinary people want to change their fate against the will of heaven and gain the opportunity to practice. They try to replenish spiritual energy with foreign objects and accumulate spiritual energy to break through barriers.
Unfortunately, the spiritual energy drifted away before it could accumulate enough to break through the barrier.
Therefore, no ordinary person who has cultivated his talent has ever succeeded.
But when Di Lingtian encountered this problem, it became a problem again.
The spiritual fruit he feeds Mo Huang every day is a treasure among treasures. The spiritual energy is pure and gentle, and the monster meat is also the small piece closest to the magic crystal in the body of the Yuansheng-level monster.
Di Lingtian used special techniques to remove all the violent attributes from the monster's flesh, eliminating all side effects.
What's more, this is Tianji Valley. Not only is the spiritual energy rich and pure, but it is also mixed with a small amount of heaven and earth vitality.
In this environment, no matter how fast the spiritual energy in Mo Huang's body is lost, there will always be spiritual energy stored.
Update completed today…
Thanks to Xiaoyu Xibaobao for the reward.
The scene where Mo Huang washes his clothes to kiss Emperor Lingtian has been written before, so I won’t go into detail about the situation here, otherwise it would cost everyone more book money. Those who are interested or want to review can find it by reading the part about Mo Huang and Di Lingtian entering the endless black realm of Bafang Xuanjie.
The rest will be sent out at noon tomorrow, okay
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