Introducing Qi into the body is easiest when Zi Shi's spiritual energy is at its most peaceful, so after setting up the restraint, Mo Tianliao sat at the table and picked up the account book to read.
The kitten in his arms woke up, a small snow-white head stuck out from the front of his clothes, glanced lazily at the things on the table, opened his mouth and yawned.
Mo Tianliao lowered his head and tried to kiss, but the opening of his clothes was a little low, so he could not reach, so he had to give up: "Little Claw is awake, are you hungry?"
The kitten tugged at his collar, jumped on his shoulders twice, and looked down at the account book in his hand.
"The mundane affairs in Woqing Cave are really messy." Mo Tianliao rubbed his ear against the kitten.
The kitten raised its hind paws and kicked its ears. What's wrong, why doesn't this seat feel it
Mo Tianliao didn't expect Xiao Maoqiu to answer anything, and began to check the account book at a glance. Those second-generation disciples thought that bringing so many account books would make him in a hurry, but this was nothing to Mo Tianliao, who possessed the spirit of the God Transformation Stage.
The soul is refined to the point of becoming a god, and he reads ten thousand volumes a day and never forgets it.
In less than an hour, Mo Tianliao had already read over the table of accounts.
Overall, it's not very messy, at least it's relatively clear who should do what, but the distribution is not very appropriate, many links are ambiguous, and there are many loopholes.
Just like the allocation of monthly quotas, the quotas of Woqing Cave are directly sent to the cave master by the deacon hall of the suzerain every month, and then the chief disciple of the disciples of each department receives the distribution to the individual. There can be a lot of tricks in this, and it can't guarantee fairness.
Slowly closing the account book, he had already made up his mind about what to do. Seeing that it was getting late, Mo Tianliao stretched out: "Little Claw Claw, let's go to bed."
Having said that, he hugged the kitten and walked to the bed, resting for a while, so that he could keep his spirits up, and then he could practice till the early hours.
"Meow!" The white furball got out of Mo Tianliao's arms with all his might, turned and jumped out of bed, not intending to sleep with him at all.
Mo Tianliao put his head on one hand and looked at the kitten squatting on the ground: "If you don't want to sleep, just play by yourself, don't eat indiscriminately."
There were restrictions around the yard, and the cat couldn't run away, so Mo Tianliao slept with peace of mind.
The white kitten jumped up the window, looked back at Mo Tianliao who was sleeping soundly, moved his ears, turned around and jumped out, passed through the restriction of the courtyard without any hindrance, and walked towards the main palace of Qingning Palace.
In the Qingning Palace at night, the glazed lanterns were lit, and the light was transmitted from the walls made of mysterious spar. The whole palace opened like a crystal palace, which was very beautiful.
The white kitten jumped up the steps, and instantly transformed into a slender man in a burst of white light, dressed in bright white clothes, and stepped onto the jade steps step by step.
The palace gate opened by itself before approaching, and the lights inside the house were like daytime lights, illuminating the peerless handsome face, who was the owner of this palace, Qingtong.
"Master of the cave." After entering the inner hall, several maids in white dresses stepped forward and saluted in unison. Some were holding clothes, some were holding cups, and some were holding jade combs.
The real person of Qingtong raised his hand and let the maid take off the outer gauze for him, put on soft clothes, took off the delicate jade crown on his head, and used a comb made of exquisite octagonal jade to smoothen his hair. Long hair like ink, smooth to the end.
The white to almost transparent hand slowly lifted up, signaling everyone to step back. The maids disappeared as quickly as they came.
Qingtong slowly raised his left hand, and the soft wide sleeve slid down, revealing a three-finger-wide wristband, which was tightly fastened on his forearm like a cold jade. The dark blue gemstones shone brightly, and the silver shells were intricate and gorgeous. If they were shown to those female cultivators, I am afraid that even thousands of spiritual stones would be willing to buy them.
The things that man made have always been pragmatic, and most of them were ugly. Only when they were made for him, would they be carefully crafted. Everyone in the world said that the master of the craftsmanship is just too poor, but they don't know that he is actually the best carving master, but those individuals are not worth his troubles.
Slowly lowering his arms, his wide sleeves fell, covering the beautiful scenery in his sleeves. He raised his feet, passed through the layers of gauze curtains in the middle of the inner hall, and walked towards the bedroom.
The spacious bedroom was dark, but this did not affect Qingtong's sight in the slightest. He walked to the large bed unhurriedly, and the soft bed instantly sank the slender beauty into it. He finally found his man and could sleep with peace of mind.
The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the night is in the middle of the night.
Mo Tianliao opened his eyes, estimated the time, and figured out that if he had time, he would build a timekeeping instrument. It was really uncomfortable to estimate the time like this.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he took out the few spiritual stones in the storage bracelet and placed them beside his legs. There is plenty of aura here, and it stands to reason that there is more than enough aura for energizing, but there will be any accidents if they are not kept together, and you must be fully prepared. Failure to entrain the air will damage the muscles and veins, and it takes a month to rest before entraining the air again, so it is best to succeed once.
The left hand is on the top, the middle finger is on the palm of the right palm, the right hand is on the bottom, the middle finger is on the base of the left middle finger, and the hands are in the shape of a lotus bud.
His eyes were slightly closed, but there was no darkness in front of him. The powerful soul can clearly see the aura flowing around it, red orange, yellow, blue, and five colors of aura circling and dancing.
In the way of heaven, the excess is damaged and the deficiency is made up; the way of man is when the deficiency is damaged and the excess is supplemented. Taoism is natural, obeys the will of heaven, knows the destiny of heaven, and makes up for the insufficiency of the body with the surplus of heaven and earth.
Mo Tianliao's body is different from that of ordinary people. He can't open his spiritual roots to absorb spiritual energy. He must first use his own grass and wood spiritual roots to absorb wood-based spiritual energy into his body, and then ignite the fire system into his dantian.
Treat yourself as a plant, an inexhaustible tree, standing in the sky and the earth, and the spiritual energy of the wood can be used by me. But seeing countless cyan auras, circling around Mo Tianliao, testing, and then like a trickle to find the mountain stream, instantly pouring in from all directions.
Mo Tianliao only felt like a seedling absorbing water, his limbs slowly stretched under the filling of spiritual energy, and his joints were beeping. Carefully control the circulation between the hands, the aura travels all over the body with the thickness of a single finger, the speed is getting faster and faster, and when it reaches the extreme, the palms are instantly folded.
Hundreds of rivers enter the sea, and spirit gathers all things. Mo Tianliao opened his eyes instantly, the blue light was dim, and the air was full.
Slowly withdrawing the work, Mo Tianliao's eyes were full of surprises. No matter how good the talent is, the absorption of spiritual energy will be blocked. Even if the spiritual roots of the sky and the muscles are broad, they will be hindered by the flesh and blood, but the body of the god wood, the flesh and blood. Can also absorb spiritual energy.
If a person with a single spiritual root uses a thin bamboo branch to inhale the spiritual energy, Tian Linggen uses a thick bamboo tube, and Mo Tianliao uses a bamboo tube to inhale.
Mo Tianliao breathed a sigh of relief and ignited the fire again.
For ordinary people to have dual spiritual roots, two kinds of spiritual qi must enter the body at the same time, and there must be a collision between the two spiritual qi. Mo Tianliao is not really a double spiritual root, and it can be completely separated. The soul looked inward at the body, and the fire in the wood in the dantian was only the light of the firefly, throbbing faintly.
The hands are separated, in a posture of guarding up and down, protecting the dantian, causing the red aura. Before Mo Tianliao could read the magic formula, Mu Zhonghuo jumped up excitedly and swirled in his dantian. A small vortex of aura formed in an instant, and the aura of the fire element was immediately swept into the vortex and poured into his dantian continuously. .
"Hmm..." Mo Tianliao couldn't help groaning, but felt that tiny flames gathered from all over his body to his dantian, burning his tendons while swimming. The scorching pain lasted for a while, and the meridians gradually adapted to the heat, and instead felt very comfortable.
Just like soaking your feet in hot water, at first it was hot, but after getting used to it, it was endless comfort.
When Dantian could no longer bear any more spiritual energy, Mo Tianliao immediately cut off the absorption and slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid energy. The fire in the wood in the dantian grew a circle, and it seemed that it was full, and it was sitting lazily.
Mo Tianliao lay down on the bed with a thud, too tired to move. Just now he discovered that the fire in the wood was not just a handful in his dantian, but was hidden in every inch of his flesh and blood, but all he could use was the fire in his dantian. Therefore, it takes constant practice to lead these little flames to the dantian.
Successfully entrained air, a good night's sleep.
The beauty in Qingning Palace turned over on the soft bed and slowly opened her beautiful eyes.
The moonlight from outside the window filtered in, the long eyelashes cast a circle of shadows like a small fan, and the thin pale lips pursed lightly: "Damn."
Sitting up, getting off the bed, pushing open the window, and seeing the small courtyard of the side hall from a distance, the aura stopped gathering. Qingtong held the window sill with one hand, turned over lightly and went out, instantly turning into a white kitten and dashing into the night.
The person on the bed was having a good dream, and the white kitten jumped onto the bed and pushed it with its paws in disgust.
"Hmm..." Mo Tianliao snorted and loosened his arms.
Xiao Maoqiu slowly lowered his head, digging into the crook of his arms, feeling uncomfortable, raised his claws to open Mo Tianliao's shirt, revealing the soft inner shirt, and then lay down satisfied.
"Little Claw..." Mo Tianliao felt something fluffy approaching in his sleep, and immediately hooked his lips, hugging the furball in his arms tightly.
"You're stupid." The kitten pouted, rubbed his head on the stubble chin, and closed his eyes with peace of mind.
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
Woodworking: What is the rhythm of Master climbing the apprentice's bed in the middle of the night
Master: I am here to see how well you have cultivated
Carpenter: It's too troublesome, why don't I go to your room to practice (sincere eyes)
Master: ... (raises the claw, slaps it flying)