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The gift Du Heng prepared was placed in a food box and placed on the bedside table at the side where Xuan Yu was sleeping. There was also a piece of red paper on top of the food box with a large gold ingot drawn on it.
Xuan Yu couldn't help but raise his lips as he held the red paper: "Did you draw this?"
Du Heng nodded: "Yes, but the painting is not as beautiful as yours."
Xuan Yu carefully folded the red paper, put it in his sleeve, and reached out to open the lid of the food box: "Did you make something delicious for me?"
Du Heng stood beside him with a smile: "I just made a small gift, I don't know if you like it or not."
As he spoke, Xuan Yu opened the lid of the food box. He stared at the food box for a while, then reached out and took out a bamboo stick. There was a golden painting on the bamboo stick, and in the painting there was a round-headed child holding a mushroom in his hand.
A closer look reveals that this painting is different from what Xuan Yu usually sees. First, it has no drawing paper, it is supported by bamboo sticks, and the whole painting is glued to the bamboo sticks. Secondly, this painting is drawn with sugar, exuding a sweet fragrance.
Xuan Yu turned the bamboo stick, and the flat painting rotated on it. The little man holding the mushroom on the bamboo stick had a curved mouth, which looked particularly festive.
Du Heng introduced: "This is a sugar painting. I thought about it for a long time and didn't know what to give you, so Xiaoxiao and I made this sugar painting for you. Come and try it. Do you like it?"
This sugar painting is not easy to make. He specially uses rock sugar so that it will be crispy and not stick to your teeth.
Xuan Yu looked back and forth between the villain and Du Heng's face: "This little man is me, the sugar painting that belongs to me?"
Du Heng nodded frantically: "Yes, yes, look, this is how you look when holding an umbrella! Xiaoxiao also said it looks like it!"
Xuan Yu's eyes were fixed on the "mushroom" held in the little sugar man's hand. It turned out that this was not a mushroom but an umbrella?
When Xuan Yu held the umbrella, he looked like an immortal, but the cute little sugar man drawn by Du Heng had no trace of Xuan Yu's charm. However, Du Heng insisted that this was Xuan Yu, so Xuan Yu smiled and accepted it: "Thank you, this is the best gift I have ever received."
Seeing Xuan Yu accept it so honestly, Du Heng began to feel guilty. In fact, his painting skills were not good. At best, he could only draw some round-headed and round-brained miniature people. It was not too difficult to draw with drawing paper and brushes. The animals he drew were presentable. But the material used today was syrup. God knows how difficult it is to draw with syrup!
Today he made a candy man in the shape of a little yellow chicken for Xiaoxiao, but Xiaoxiao hated the shapeless chicken. Du Heng drew three candy men before Xiaoxiao accepted the candy man.
The little candy man in Xuan Yu's hand was the most exquisite one that Du Heng picked out after drawing ten candy men. Du Heng originally thought that if Xuan Yu disliked it, he would trick Xuan Yu into eating the candy man quickly.
As a result, Xuan Yu solemnly put the candy man back into the food box. Not only that, he also drew a formation on the food box. The food box flashed and was put into the storage bag. Xuan Yu solemnly said: "I will keep this gift well, Du Heng, thank you."
Du Heng suddenly felt guilty, his eyes drifted away: "As long as you... like it."
There was actually someone like him who was a roommate in the world. He used a plate of brown sugar rice cake and a not-so-good-looking sugar painting to get a storage bag of spirit stones from Xuan Yu. No matter how you look at it, Xuan Yu was at a disadvantage.
But Xuan Yu was so happy that he kept muttering while lying on the bed: "Du Heng, the little sugar man is so cute."
Du Heng smiled and said, "I wanted you to eat it, but I didn't expect you to like it so much. If you like it, I'll make more for you another day."
In fact, it was just the most common sugar syrup painted into the image of a person or an animal. Anyone with a little painting skill could make it look a million times better than Du Heng's. Du Heng didn't expect Xuan Yu to be so kind, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, Du Heng thought of Wen Qiong who appeared today. He turned to Xuan Yu in a servile manner and said, "Xuan Yu, Xuan Yu, can I ask you something?"
Xuan Yu said slowly: "Are you asking about Wen Qiong?"
Du Heng nodded: "Such a lovely girl, how do you know her?"
Xuan Yu said: "Wen Qiong is a human cultivator. At that time, she wanted to cross Dongji Mountain, but was seriously injured by a monster. I happened to be nearby and saved her. Then she became a frequent visitor to Yikeshu Village like Chonghua and the others, but she had more things to do and didn't show up often."
Xuan Yu told the story of his encounter with Wen Qiong in a fluent manner, but Du Heng didn't want to ask that: "Then do you know how old Wen Qiong is and where she lives? Does she have parents or siblings? What does she like?"
Xuan Yu said slowly: "You can ask her in person. I don't know much."
Du Heng narrowed his eyes and said happily: "Xuan Yu, thank you so much." If Xuan Yu hadn't called Wen Qiong, he wouldn't have known that there was such a lovely girl in the world.
Du Heng said without thinking: "When I catch Wen Qiong, I will prepare a big thank you gift for you, Xuan Yu."
Xuan Yu narrowed his eyes and encouraged Du Heng: "Come on, I'm rooting for you."
Wen Qiong, who was cleaning the room for Jing Nan, suddenly felt a chill on her back. She shivered and said, "Ah...what's going on with this chill?"
After Du Heng happily woke up in Xuan Yu's arms, he began to think about today's menu: "Xuan Yu, Xuan Yu, what do you want to eat today?"
Xuan Yu rarely showed such a lazy look, his long hair fell like a waterfall on his side. Xuan Yu, who had just woken up, looked a little confused and not as serious as when he was awake. Xuan Yu narrowed his eyes and considered for a moment: "You did everything well."
Du Heng said happily: "How about we have rice dumplings with fermented glutinous rice this morning?"
Xuan Yu nodded, he turned over and put his hand on Du Heng's waist, the whole person faded away from the cold and became gentle. Du Heng was already used to Xuan Yu's actions, in his opinion, Xuan Yu could relax a little bit, their relationship would be closer.
Du Heng thought: "You can make more dumplings. I can cook you brown sugar dumplings and red bean dumplings later. I think you will like them."
Xuan Yu said lazily: "Well, okay. But didn't you say that you won't make new dishes during the New Year?"
Why are you thinking about Xiao Yuanzi again? There is a lot of food in the refrigerator. Before Chonghua and the others leave, they may not be able to finish the dishes that Du Heng prepared in Layue.
Du Heng scratched his head in embarrassment: "Didn't I make brown sugar rice cake yesterday? Anyway, I've broken the rules, so I might as well make something new that doesn't take much effort and tastes good."
At this time, there was a knock on the window. Du Heng smiled and said, "Xiaoxiao, you came so early."
Xuan Yu opened the window, and Xiao Xiao came out from the window with two red storage bags in her mouth. Xuan Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at the two storage bags: "What is this?"
Xiaoxiao climbed onto the bed and placed two storage bags in front of Du Heng: "Chirp!"
Xuan Yu translated: "Xiao Xiao said that this is the red envelope that Jing Nan and Xuan Yu gave you."
Hearing this, Du Heng was surprised: "Hey? A red envelope for me?" Why? Why should I give him a red envelope on the second day of the Chinese New Year? No, the point is why should I give him a red envelope? He is not Xiaoxiao.
Du Heng opened the storage bag suspiciously, and wherever he looked, there were sparkling spirit stones.
Du Heng: !!! This is the best windfall I can get!
Xiaoxiao squatted in front of Du Heng and chirped in a rhythmic manner. Du Heng looked at Xuan Yu eagerly. After Xiaoxiao finished speaking, Xuan Yu said calmly: "Jingnan wishes you to improve your cultivation and build a foundation as soon as possible. Fenggui wishes you all your wishes come true."
Du Heng grinned: "Hey, thank you, thank you."
He was a little puzzled. He still hadn't figured it out. Why did Feng Gui and the others suddenly give him a red envelope?
Xiaoxiao chirped at Du Heng twice, and the word "sugar man" was almost written in his big eyes. Poor Xiaoxiao suffered double torture from his uncle and Jing Nan on the first day of the new year. He could only betray Du Heng and tell him what the red envelope Du Heng prepared for Xuan Yu was.
Jing Nan and Feng Gui looked at each other, and the result was that Xiaoxiao came to knock on the window this morning with two red envelopes in her mouth.
Du Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, I'll make brown sugar rice cakes and sugar men later."
Anyway, his syrup is ready, so he just needs to draw a pattern on the chopping board and wait for it to solidify.
When Du Heng and his friends went downstairs, Feng Gui and Jing Nan were already squatting beside the dining table with their hands in their pockets. Du Heng smiled and said, "It's a waste of money."
Jing Nan said with a smile: "Red sugar rice cake?" Feng Gui asked expectantly: "Candy figures in the shape of chickens?"
Du Heng could see that although these people looked like wealthy bachelors on the outside, they were actually children who had not grown up and were full of curiosity.
Du Heng quickly fried a plate of brown sugar rice cakes and placed them on the dining table. He curiously asked Jing Nan, "Usually you sleep until the sun is high in the sky, why are you here so early today?"
Jing Nan held a rice cake in his mouth and complained, "It's Feng Gui. He didn't behave well at night and kicked me several times." Feng Gui said unconvincedly, "It was you who kept whining and talking in your sleep and kept me awake all night."
Du Heng: ...These two people sleep together?
Hey, it's a pity that people can't sleep together. Look at him and Xuan Yu, they sleep very soundly every day. Du Heng feels that since he and Xuan Yu sleep in the same room, he will no longer suffer from insomnia!
While the sugar figurine was waiting to solidify on the chopping board, Feng Gui and Jing Nan were circling around the board. They were actually a little disappointed: "This is it."
In fact, with these two people's painting skills, the sugar figures they made can beat those made by Du Heng in seconds.
Du Heng glanced at the two of them. They must have made a big loss, right? However, in Du Heng's eyes, Jing Nan and Feng Gui picked up their little sugar figures and looked at them carefully.
Jing Nan's sugar figurine is a round-headed baby carrying a backpack, but because it was not drawn carefully, the backpack looked like a ball of sugar. Feng Gui's sugar figurine is a man sitting on a chair with his hands in his pockets. The sugar figurines don't look like them, but they have big heads and small bodies, which makes them look very cute.
The two men suddenly had a flash of inspiration and put the candy man away. Du Heng was a little surprised: "Hey? Don't you want to eat it?"
The two smiled without saying anything, then picked up the brown sugar rice cake on the table in tacit understanding: "There are so many delicious foods, why eat a piece of candy?" "That's right, what are you doing?"
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Du Heng was boiling rice noodles with water. He was going to knead the rice noodles into rice balls while they were still hot and then roll them into small dumplings. The small dumplings made by hand were slightly different in size, but they tasted very good.
The boiling water was slowly poured into the wooden basin containing the rice noodles. Du Heng quickly stirred the rice noodles and boiling water with chopsticks. Rice noodles absorb less water than wheat flour, and will become lumps after being touched by water. Du Heng kneaded the rice noodles into smooth balls while they were still hot.
After the rice noodles formed into a ball, Du Heng took out five dough pieces. He rolled them into long strips, each of which was slightly thinner than his little finger. Then he raised the kitchen knife and cut the rice noodles into small grains of similar thickness. The sticky rice noodles would stick together, but it didn't matter, they would fall apart after a rub.
Du Heng called out to the demon cultivators who were holding their hands in their pockets: "Are you free? Let's make dumplings together?"
Jing Nan and the others looked at Du Heng: "How do you rub it?"
Du Heng took two or three small grains of rice noodles and placed them in the palm of his hand. With just a few rolls, the previously angular grains would become round and become small rice noodle balls.
Du Heng threw the rolled dumplings into the wooden basin with dry rice flour next to him: "Throw them here after rolling them, so the dumplings won't stick together."
Jing Nan and the others got bored after trying a few times: "That's it? It's not challenging at all."
Feng Gui suddenly had an idea in his hand, and saw the small grains piled on the chopping board rolling by themselves.
Under Du Heng's shocked gaze, the small grains turned into small balls and jumped into the wooden basin by themselves.
Du Heng held the dosage in his hand and felt like a fool.
Xuan Yu patted Du Heng's shoulder comfortingly: "It's okay, you just don't feel comfortable using spiritual energy. Once you get used to it, you will be able to do it quickly and well."
Du Heng said unconvincedly: "The dumplings that have not been kneaded by hands have no soul!"
Jing Nan was eating rice cakes and said, "The soul you are talking about, is it the smell of sweat and dirt on your hands?"
On the second day of the Chinese New Year, Du Heng almost smashed a wooden basin on Jing Nan's face. How could Du Heng face Xiao Yuanzi? This was outrageous!
Ignoring Jing Nan's complaints, Du Heng smiled at the bowl of smooth and round dumplings. This was the best he had ever made. The dumplings were uniform in size and could be eaten as soon as they were boiled.
Du Heng took out a few bowls of dumplings and asked, "Do you want salty or sweet?"
If you want salty dumplings, Du Heng will put some meat sauce in the bowl. If you want sweet dumplings, Du Heng will put some honey red bean syrup and fermented rice.
Xuan Yu: "Sweet."
Jing Nan: “Salty.”
Feng Gui: "Spicy!"
Xiaoxiao: “Chirp~~”
Du Heng smiled and shook his head: "I'll satisfy you all."
The water in the pot boiled, and Du Heng threw the small dumplings into the pot. The clear water was immediately dyed milky white by the rice flour. After the small dumplings were cooked, the soup could be made into tea. Du Heng really liked to drink this kind of rice porridge soup.
When the dumplings floated up from the bottom of the water, Du Heng had already placed several bowls on the stove.
Some bowls were added with minced meat and braised tofu. When Du Heng added a spoonful of dumplings in it, the dumplings hid between the winter bamboo shoots and meat and poked their heads out mischievously.
Some bowls were filled with syrupy red beans and fermented rice. After a spoonful of small dumplings went down, a large bowl of red and white appeared, and the sweet taste spread out.
As for the spicy taste that Feng Gui mentioned, Du Heng chose to throw the can of chili oil to Feng Gui and let him add it as he pleased.
Xuan Yu took a bowl of red bean dumplings and stirred them a little. The color of the red bean paste dyed the surface of the dumplings dark. There was also fermented rice and a little syrup in the rice soup. Xuan Yu scooped a spoonful and drank a sip.
The dumplings are soft and glutinous when eaten, and they don't feel abrupt in the mouth if you don't chew them. They slide softly in the mouth, warm and soft, filling the mouth with the fragrance of rice flour and the sweetness of syrup and fermented rice.
After chewing, the dumplings are very chewy. After biting through the dumplings, the sticky rice flour is a bit sticky and tastes very delicious.
The red beans mixed in the dumplings melt in your mouth, and you can taste the sandy red bean paste by just stirring it with your tongue. The rice is sweet and the rice grains with the wine flavor make the dumplings taste richer without being too sweet.
Xuan Yu drank half a bowl in one breath. He liked the taste.
Jing Nan's eyes lit up: "Hey, this is delicious!"
The texture of the rice noodle dumplings is different from the wontons I've eaten before. They are soft, sticky and fragrant in the soup mixed with meat sauce. Especially the tofu, the stewed tofu mixed with the dumplings bursts with a special softness. The dumplings are smooth and sticky, and the stewed tofu is tender and fragrant. Every bite is really unstoppable.
Feng Gui first took a bite of the sweet soup from Xiao Xiao's bowl, then ran to Jing Nan's bowl and took a bite of the salty soup. Then he took a bowl of salty dumplings and added three tablespoons of chili peppers. The dumplings immediately turned red and looked spicy.
Feng Gui ate the dumplings contentedly: "This is delicious, can we have this for lunch?"
Du Heng was already used to Feng Gui talking like this. Every time he ate something delicious that he liked, he would say the same thing. Du Heng shook his head and told him, "Let's have something else for lunch."
The early bird catches the worm. When Yun Zheng and the others came over, the first pot of dumplings cooked by Du Heng was gone. Seeing Yun Zheng and Lao Dao, Du Heng's heart moved slightly. He looked at the gate of the courtyard and saw a figure swaying at the gate. Wen Qiong, wearing a pink dress, floated in like a cloud.
Du Heng noticed at a glance that the hairpin on Wen Qiong's head was the same color as her clothes, and it was also the same small butterfly style. How much does this girl like butterflies!
Wen Qiong was faced with a choice as soon as she entered the house - sweet or salty. She was troubled by the two bowls of dumplings on the stove that looked delicious: "What should I do? They both look delicious!"
Du Heng helped her solve the problem at this time: "Then eat them all."
As he said that, he took out a small bowl and a spoon and handed them to Wen Qiong: "You can try both flavors."
Wen Qiong looked at Du Heng with sparkling eyes: "Wow, you are really smart!"
Du Heng felt as if his soul was flying up to the sky after being praised. What kind of cute creatures are girls?
Du Heng noticed that Wen Qiong took two more bites of sweet food. It seemed that she liked sweet food just like Xuan Yu! It seemed that he would have to make more sweet snacks in the future.
After breakfast, Du Heng thought he was going to repeat yesterday's boring life, only to see everyone gathered in their living room. Xuan Yu said slowly: "Du Heng, come here."
Du Heng was startled, and the excitement of being praised by Wen Qiong disappeared. Today was only the second day of the Chinese New Year, so was his cram school about to start?
In the living room, Feng Gui and Jing Nan sat on chairs, while Yun Zheng and Lao Dao stood behind them. Du Heng suddenly became nervous. This posture was like a trial, not like a kindergarten cram school class.
A desk appeared in the middle of the living room at some point, and seeds were piled densely on the desk.
Jing Nan pointed at the table and said with a smile: "You are a cultivator with wood spiritual roots. It is better to choose your natal spiritual plant after you build your foundation. However, considering your special situation, we will let you choose first. There are 1,800 kinds of spiritual plant seeds here. You can choose which one suits you better later."
Du Heng looked at the table full of seeds of different sizes and shapes. He looked at Jing Nan with resentment: "So many? How do I choose?"
Jing Nan almost laughed: "If you weren't a cultivator at the fourth level of Qi training, I would have thought you were an ordinary person who hadn't introduced Qi into your body. Of course you are releasing spiritual energy to see which seed is closer to you."
Jing Nan must have a bad temper. Du Heng felt that he was already showing the traits of an irritable mother who was tutoring her children.
Xuan Yu said: "Extend your own spiritual energy, and then let the spiritual energy attach to these seeds. See if there is any kind of seed that is particularly close to your spiritual energy. If there is, you can consider collecting this spiritual plant as your own life spiritual plant."
At this time, Wen Qiong walked behind Du Heng and bowed to the demon cultivators present: "Seniors, since Master Xuan asked me to teach Du Heng, I must make it clear now, so that you won't have any opinions or grudges against me in the future."
Jing Nan nodded: "Of course, we must make it clear what needs to be said first."
Wen Qiong said with a smile: "If everyone recognizes my strength and hopes that I can help Du Heng find his own way of cultivation. I hope that during the cultivation process, you seniors will not interfere with my guidance of Du Heng."
Feng Gui nodded: "Of course, once I enter your sect, you have the right to decide whether to beat me, kill me, live or die."
Du Heng shuddered. Is it so scary?
Du Heng looked at Xuan Yu for help, and Xuan Yu actually nodded: "Okay."
Wen Qiong smiled at Du Heng and said, "Then from now on until I leave the village, Du Heng will be my disciple. While I am guiding him, please do what you promised me just now."
The demon cultivators present all nodded in unison: "Okay."
Du Heng looked at Wen Qiong's bright smile, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart. Wen Qiong smiled and said to Du Heng: "Don't worry, I am a reasonable person. You also have to have confidence in yourself. The cultivation of high-quality wood spiritual roots is much smoother than that of ordinary spiritual roots. You just haven't entered yet, and everything will be fine once you enter."
Wen Qiong stood on tiptoe and patted Du Heng on the shoulder: "I won't ignore you like other masters, but I won't explain everything to you like those clingy masters. I can lead you in the early stages of practice, but once you get started, the rest of the practice will depend on you."
Du Heng's brain suddenly twitched, and he came up with a sentence: "What you mean is that you can teach me how to cook and eat, but you can't hold the bowl and feed me, right?"
Wen Qiong thought for a moment and said, "Yes, that's the truth. It's a little rough but the truth is there."
Wen Qiong said, "Just now I saw you using spiritual energy and there was a gray sluggish feeling. Logically speaking, with your current level of cultivation, you shouldn't be using spiritual energy like this. Let me see."
Wen Qiong held Du Heng's pulse and closed her eyes. Du Heng felt a domineering spiritual energy rushing into his body, and all his hair stood up. He felt like he was stripped naked and placed in the sun for everyone to see.
Fortunately, this spiritual energy came and went quickly, and Wen Qiong soon let go of her hand. She said slowly: "There is nothing wrong with your meridians, and there is no problem with the circulation of spiritual energy. I think it's just because you are not familiar with it. Don't worry, I will teach you."
Wen Qiong held the back of Du Heng's hand. Wen Qiong's hand was not soft, and there were thick calluses on the palm. Her hands were different from her. When you saw her hands, you knew she was a real monk.
Du Heng was originally happy because the girl took the initiative to touch his hand, but Wen Qiong's rough skin quickly drove away all Du Heng's inappropriate thoughts.
Wen Qiong said, "I asked Master Xuan before, and he said that you use the Five Elements Talisman most often. I guess it shouldn't be difficult for you to draw out your spiritual energy and inject it into the talisman. Now gather your spiritual energy between your fingers. This time, I need your consciousness to invest in your spiritual energy."
Du Heng has this thing called spiritual consciousness. In Du Heng's words, it is like an external plug-in. Wherever his spiritual consciousness goes, he can see it clearly, even clearer than he can see with his eyes.
The last time he used his spiritual sense was when Old Xia came to the village to build a house for them, but he was stopped by Xuan Yu later, who said that the formation in the house would harm his spiritual sense. Since then, he has never used his spiritual sense again.
Du Heng's eyes focused on his fingertips, and he saw a green light appear between his fingers. When he focused his spiritual consciousness on it, he felt that the world suddenly became clear.
How should I describe my feeling? First of all, he felt that everything in front of him was very big. He was like a small fly standing on the tip of his finger. Xuan Yu and the others' faces were all magnified, and the world was extremely clear in his eyes.
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Wen Qiong's voice rang in Du Heng's ears: "Attaching your spiritual consciousness to your own aura can allow the aura to protect your spiritual consciousness. You may not be able to feel it now because of your low cultivation level, but when your cultivation level is higher in the future, your aura will be your protective barrier. If you want to harm your spiritual consciousness, you must break through the protection of the aura."
Du Heng nodded. He didn't know how funny he looked now. His body stood behind like a puppet, and between his fingers, his consciousness was hiding in a light blue round aura ball. From the outside, Du Heng's big head could be seen. Now he looked as silly as the big-headed sugar man he drew.
Wen Qiong's voice came to mind: "Where your consciousness can reach depends on how strong your spiritual energy is and how high your cultivation is. The higher your cultivation is, the farther your consciousness can leave your body. You can try to travel with your spiritual energy now."
The aura ball at Du Heng's fingertips, which was only the size of a fingernail, moved. After the aura ball, which was as big as a firefly, took off, a light blue aura line was left at the fingertips between the tail and the body of the aura ball.
Du Heng looked at the world like a firefly, and he first flew in front of Xuan Yu. Xuan Yu looked many times bigger than usual, and when he saw Du Heng flying over, Xuan Yu stretched out his palm and let him land on it.
Du Heng looked up at Xuan Yu's face. He was just a weak spiritual consciousness now, and his voice was as soft as a child's. Du Heng looked at Xuan Yu in amazement: "Wow, Xuan Yu, your skin is so good!!"
Some things will be many times more terrifying if they are magnified than they appear normally. For example, ants may look tiny at normal times, but they become monsters when they are magnified dozens of times.
Normally, when you see an exquisite beauty magnified dozens of times, there is no beauty in it. Not to mention, when a tiny pore is magnified so many times, the picture you see is no longer beautiful.
But even after being magnified so many times, Xuan Yu's skin was still very good. Du Heng even suspected that he had no pores, but after being magnified, Xuan Yu looked very oppressive.
Du Heng shook his body, and he took off like a firefly. His speed was not fast, and ordinary flying insects were faster than him.
Du Heng had a question: "I have released my spiritual consciousness before, but it wasn't so tiring at that time."
Wen Qiong said: "That's because you are now using all your spiritual energy to protect your spiritual consciousness. It is indeed more tiring than simply releasing your spiritual consciousness."
Jing Nan blew a breath at Du Heng, and Du Heng lost his balance. He fell into the spiritual plant seeds on the table. Du Heng got up and accused Jing Nan: "Why did you blow on me?"
Jing Nan said cheerfully, "If I let you fly around again, how can you choose your spiritual plant when your spiritual energy is used up? Don't delay, quickly see which spiritual plant is more suitable for you."
Du Heng turned his head and looked at the seed mountain. The seeds in front of him were large and small. The big one was bigger than his consciousness, and the small one was only the size of his fingernail. These seeds were of different shapes and colors. Some were as red as flames; some were as white as frost; some looked like smooth eggs; some were covered with thorns and looked difficult to approach.
Du Heng was in a dilemma: "This is too much."
Wen Qiong said: "Not only do you choose the spiritual plants, the spiritual plants will also choose you. If you close your eyes and feel it with your heart, there will always be spiritual plant seeds that are suitable for you."
Du Heng muttered, "Didn't Jing Nan say before that Peizhu would be my natal spiritual plant? Why do I have to choose the seeds?"
Jing Nan chuckled: "Even if you want Peizhu to be your life spirit plant, you have to start cultivating feelings from the bamboo. Think about it, this is your life spirit plant. When you encounter danger in the future, you need to entrust your life to it to protect it. If you don't cultivate it from a young age, aren't you afraid that it will not be convenient to use in the future?"
Du Heng wanted to say something else when he heard Wen Qiong say, "Du Heng, close your eyes and spread your spiritual energy to touch these seeds. It's not an easy process. You may have a hard time doing it, and you may not be able to pick out the spiritual plant you want today. But you have to try so many seeds. They will be your future partners, and they will live and die with you. You must always be cautious."
Hearing Wen Qiong say this, Du Heng nodded: "Okay, I'll try."
Du Heng extended his spiritual energy, took a deep breath and closed his eyes. The world in his eyes changed. In the darkness, he saw a faint light rising. The light became bigger and bigger. He was surprised to find that he was in a sea of spiritual energy.
At this time, he was blue, and there were various colorful auras around him. Some of these auras were flying in the air, while more auras and light balls seemed to be imprisoned below.
Du Heng understood immediately that these powerful balls of light were the spiritual energy contained in the seeds of the spiritual plants! He needed to find his spiritual plants in the sea, which was indeed not an easy task.
In front of Du Heng there was a ball of orange-red light that was about the same size as him. When Du Heng walked towards it, he could feel the light strongly repelling him. Du Heng was unable to move forward, so he could only turn around in frustration and walk towards a ball of lavender light next to him.
This time the spiritual light did not repel him, but Du Heng always felt like he had hit an invisible wall. On one side of the wall was a purple ball of light, and he could not move forward a single step on the other side.
The onlookers looked at Du Heng with sympathy. Feng Gui said, "It is too early to choose your natal spiritual plant at the fourth level of Qi training. Even such a weak spiritual plant seed can resist him."
Xuan Yu said slowly, "It's okay. He will choose a spiritual plant that suits him. It doesn't matter if it takes a little longer. If one day doesn't work, then two days. If the fourth level of Qi training doesn't work, then wait until his cultivation is more advanced."
Jing Nan chuckled and said, "You guys underestimate him. I told you, this is a two-way choice. While Du Heng is choosing spiritual plants, the spiritual plants will also choose him. There will always be a few bold and discerning spiritual plants that like our Du Heng."
As if to confirm what Jing Nan said, Du Heng suddenly stopped moving.
Du Heng heard a rustling sound, which was like the sound of wind blowing through bamboo shoots. In the quiet living room, the sound was very obvious. Du Heng turned his head and looked over, and he saw a little bit of light blue light flying around him.
Du Heng stretched out his hand, and the spiritual light played around his fingers. Some of the spiritual light melted into his palm after touching Du Heng. After the spiritual light melted, Du Heng felt that he was not as tired as before.
He turned around and followed the direction from which the spiritual light came. Beside him were various spiritual lights as high as mountains. He had never seen such a magnificent scene before. He seemed to be wandering in the galaxy, and he couldn't take his mind off it.
Finding a star that belongs to you in the galaxy is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack. Du Heng was misled by the spiritual energy coming from other places several times and went astray. But there was always a jumping light blue spiritual energy in front of him, guiding him.
This spiritual energy is different from the light blue spiritual energy around it. Although there are many blue spiritual energy around, their color, shape and breath are different from the spiritual energy in front of him. Du Heng can feel that when he touches this spiritual energy, his mood becomes very calm, and his anxious heart calms down.
The spiritual light lured Du Heng to "climb over mountains and cross rivers". In the eyes of the onlookers, they watched Du Heng slowly move from one corner of the table to another.
The spiritual light gradually faded, but Du Heng was no longer anxious. He saw more spiritual light coming towards him, and he saw a light blue sphere in front of him that was taller than him and was pulsating slightly towards him.
Du Heng's mind moved, and a voice sounded in his mind: That's it!
Seeing Du Heng stop in front of a seed, all the cultivators present except Jing Nan were surprised: "It really is this..."
Du Heng felt his body lightly flying towards the spiritual light, and as he flew towards it, the spiritual light was also approaching him. However, the closer the spiritual light got, the smaller it became, and finally it turned into a ball of light and fell into Du Heng's palm.
The ball of light melted in his palm, and Du Heng suddenly felt him getting bigger, and his consciousness was pushed back into his body by a powerful force. Because it happened suddenly, Du Heng's body swayed twice and he almost fell, but fortunately Xuan Yu was quick to support him.
Du Heng's body shook twice and then stood still without opening his eyes.
At this moment, in his body, in the depths of his dark sea of consciousness, a ball of green fluorescence lit up. Du Heng didn't know where he was, and he was completely attracted by the green fluorescence in front of him.
He involuntarily approached the spiritual light, and after walking in, he found that it was a round green seed, which was suspended on the black ground and jumped towards Du Heng a few times. Du Heng understood that this was the spiritual plant he had chosen for his life.
Du Heng squatted down and touched the smooth outer skin of the seed. The outer skin was a little warm, and something was germinating inside. This seed will take root and sprout here!
When Du Heng realized this, he felt that the surroundings began to light up. He looked up and saw that the sky above his head turned blue, and countless blue spiritual energy came from all directions and gathered around the seeds.
The seed was in the spiritual energy storm, and after absorbing a large amount of spiritual energy, a bulge appeared under the green skin of the seed. After a while, a green plant root extended from under the seed.
The roots of the plants were hanging on the black ground, and the whole world was left with only two colors: black and blue. In the middle of the two colors, there was a round
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