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Du Heng put a pot of milk tea in the refrigerator. After eating spicy food, drinking some iced milk tea is the ultimate enjoyment. When Du Heng brought out the casserole after a while, the milk tea was emitting a slightly cool breeze.
Xuan Yu helped to remove the tea leaves floating in the tea soup. Du Heng used a wooden spoon to scoop milk tea into a large bowl: "Try the milk tea I made. I didn't put much sugar in it, so it shouldn't be too greasy. If you think it's not sweet enough, you can add syrup."
Xiaoxiao took a sip of the milk tea, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Chiu!"
It tastes good! It's fragrant, smooth, and sweet, not fishy at all. Most importantly, he had just eaten a lot of spicy food, and now the aftereffects were coming, and his mouth was burning. After taking a sip of milk tea, he felt that the spicy taste was fading quickly, and his tongue was filled with the mellow aroma of milk tea.
Feng Gui also took a sip: "Mm, not bad. Isn't this quite delicious?"
Feng Gui said this to Jing Nan, who was preparing himself for the light brown milk tea in front of him. Hearing what Feng Gui said, Jing Nan sighed, "I should have brought back the stuff those people in the north drank so that you could feel it. I guess you would have vomited more than I did."
After saying this, Jing Nan picked up the milk tea and took a sip. He raised his eyebrows, and before he put down the bowl, he took another sip. Jing Nan had a light taste, and this slightly sweet drink with the aroma of milk and tea not only diluted the spiciness in his mouth, but also diluted his aversion to milk tea.
Jing Nan drank half a bowl in one breath. He put the bowl down and took a long breath: "It tastes good. If all milk tea tastes like this, I wouldn't have vomited like that last time."
Wen Qiong gulped down a bowl of soup, wiped her mouth, and stood up to get another bowl for herself. She pinched her belly sadly and said, "It's over, it's over. If I stay in the village any longer, I'll get fat and die sooner or later."
After saying this, she continued to drink from the bowl.
Du Heng quietly asked Xuan Yu for his opinion: "Xuan Yu, what do you think?"
For some reason, he was looking forward to Xuan Yu giving him a positive response. In his opinion, Xuan Yu, who liked sweets, should like this taste. Sure enough, Xuan Yu smiled and nodded: "It tastes good, mellow and delicious."
Du Heng smiled and said, "Milk can be used to make a lot of delicious things. When I have time, I will make egg tarts and toast. I think you should like the taste." But he was not very good at making Western pastries, so the results might not look good.
Xuan Yu smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes: "Okay, I will contact the people from Zhou's shop tomorrow, and if there is milk, ask them to send more."
Feng Gui interrupted, "That's not necessary. The person who will deliver milk to Xiaoxiao will be here in a few days. I'll leave the milk with you then, so that he won't drink too much."
Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes at Fenggui while holding the bowl, and he pushed the bowl to Du Heng eagerly. His uncle was so annoying, and now he didn't love his uncle but only Du Heng.
Du Heng felt like he had a belly full of milk tea. When he was lying in bed, he felt like he could hear the sound of the milk tea sloshing in his stomach every time he turned over.
He touched his belly and said seriously, "Don't eat supper like this in the future. Spicy hot pot and milk tea really make you fat. Xuanyu, look, I don't have abdominal muscles anymore."
Xuan Yu almost laughed out loud. In the darkness, Du Heng heard Xuan Yu's voice full of joy: "It is still there, but it is not obvious."
Du Heng touched his belly twice and said depressedly, "Come to think of it, I haven't slacked off in my practice recently. But my muscles seem to have their own consciousness. Look, I'm practicing while eating like you, but your abdominal muscles are so obvious, while mine are almost flat."
After pinching it twice, he got even crazier: "Ahhh, my little belly is almost coming out! Is this a punishment from the food god?"
At this time, Du Heng felt a warm hand on his belly. It was Xuan Yu! When Xuan Yu's hand touched Du Heng's belly, Du Heng's head suddenly buzzed, and all his distracting thoughts flew away.
He didn't know what was wrong with him. He felt his scalp tingling and his face was inexplicably hot. A subtle emotion was swirling between him and Xuan Yu. If Du Heng was standing now, he would definitely feel his legs go weak. Fortunately, he was lying down at the moment.
Xuan Yu's hand touched Du Heng's belly for a few times. He didn't touch him through his clothes, but directly touched his skin. Xuan Yu's hands were not delicate, and they were even a little rough. But when he touched his belly, Du Heng felt so comfortable that he didn't want him to stop.
Xuan Yu whispered in Du Heng's ear: "The Food God will not punish you. He will thank you for bringing so many delicious foods to the demon world."
Xuan Yu was really good at talking, Du Heng felt that his voice was in his mind. He sniffed Xuan Yu's cold fragrance and closed his eyes, and soon he fell asleep with a snore.
The sleeping Du Heng rolled into Xuan Yu's arms without any defense. Xuan Yu hugged him and kissed him again and again: "Go to sleep."
The next morning, Feng Gui was about to set off. When Feng Gui came back, Du Heng was unconscious. He only knew that Feng Gui had saved him and Xiao Xiao from the monster's mouth. When he woke up, Feng Gui was already in the village.
He didn't see how Feng Gui came back, but he saw how Feng Gui left.
The next day, it was still early in the morning when a loud bird cry broke through the sky. The sound was so loud that it sounded like an air raid siren. Du Heng was awakened and jumped out of bed. He walked to the window in a daze and opened the curtain.
The courtyard door was closed, and Xuan Yu was standing in the courtyard with his hands behind his back. Feeling Du Heng pull open the curtains, Xuan Yu turned around and nodded to Du Heng. Du Heng was about to go downstairs when he saw a figure swaying at the entrance of the village.
It was a golden carriage, pulled by two colorful birds, and on the carriage stood a round-faced man wearing armor and carrying a bow and arrow on his back. The man's eyes were bright, so even though he had a round face, his aura was so amazing that people dared not look directly at him.
The frame was getting closer and closer. When Du Heng thought it would fly directly to Feng Gui's house, the two birds landed right next to Du Heng's fumigation room. The luxurious frame was blocked by the ugly fumigation furnace, and Du Heng could not see the two beautiful birds.
The round-faced man came out from behind the fumigation room. Through the window on the courtyard wall, Du Heng saw the man walking along the path in front of his house. Was he going to Feng Gui's house?
Just as Du Heng was about to turn around and go downstairs, he heard an unfamiliar voice. The voice sounded at the gate of their courtyard: "General Mao Buyan, under the command of Feng Jun, greets Master Xuan!"
The gate opened, and Mao Buyan was kneeling on one knee on the dirt road in front of Xuan Yu's house. The longbow behind him shone brightly in the sunlight, and Du Heng was stunned. Such a powerful man actually knelt down to Xuan Yu?
Xuan Yu seemed very calm about this kind of thing. He nodded and said, "Get up. You came too early. Feng Gui should not have gotten up yet."
Mao Buyan stood up and said: "I haven't seen you for several years, Master Xuan. You are still as elegant as ever."
The door was wide open, and the yearlings rushed out of the door one after another to look for bugs to eat. Du Heng always felt indescribably weird watching this scene.
Looking at Mao Buyan, he looked like a soldier in a war outfit. He should be on the battlefield, not in the peaceful Yikeshu Village.
Xuan Yu never let Mao Buyan in. Du Heng felt bored after watching for a while, so he went downstairs to make breakfast after washing up.
Seeing Du Heng in the kitchen, Xuan Yu said to Mao Buyan, "You go wait for Feng Gui. By the way, Jing Nan is also there."
Mao Buyan's expression froze, and he bowed: "Thank you, Master Xuan, for your advice."
Mao Buyan looked in the direction of the kitchen. Even with his good eyesight, he couldn't see through the many restrictions in the courtyard and see the people in the kitchen. This time when he came to pick up Feng Gui, Mao Buyan felt that the biggest change in the village was Master Xuan's family.
Du Heng made soy milk and tofu soup. Just as he was frying dough sticks, Jing Nan, who was frying dough sticks, came in. Jing Nan cursed: "How can this be!"
Du Heng smiled and said, "What's wrong? Are you angry so early in the morning?"
Jing Nan said: "These subordinates of Feng Gui are so rude, disturbing people's sweet dreams is really annoying!"
Jing Nan yawned while sitting in the chair, his eyes still bloodshot. He complained: "It's already hard to fall asleep when I'm old, and I was woken up so early in the morning. It's really annoying."
Du Heng smiled and shook his head. He had known for a long time that Jing Nan loved to sleep in. Whenever he made breakfast, Jing Nan would be the last one to come for breakfast. Only occasionally, when he was disturbed by Feng Gui's uncle and nephew and couldn't sleep, would he come with them.
Du Heng said: "Breakfast is almost ready. Would you like soy milk or tofu soup?"
Jing Nan thought for a moment and said, "Tofu soup, please. Don't add chopped green onions and madder. Oh... forget it, I'll do it myself."
Jing Nan did not cook it himself, Xuan Yu helped him to serve the tofu soup. Jing Nan took a sip of the tofu soup and continued to complain: "Every time the cat comes, he makes such a big noise. It's really annoying. Next time, if he screams and screams again, I will poison him to silence him."
Xuan Yu said calmly: "You have said this at least eight hundred times."
After a while, Xiaoxiao came in flapping her wings, followed by Fenggui. As soon as Fenggui came in, she ordered Du Heng: "Give me more chili oil! Lots of chili oil!"
Du Heng looked at the sweet soy milk in his hand, picked up a spoon and scooped two spoonfuls of chili oil into the soy milk and handed it to Feng Gui. As the price for waking up the whole village, Feng Gui had to finish the bowl of soy milk.
Feng Gui didn't care at all. He took the soy milk and sat next to Jing Nan: "Okay, you've beaten me and scolded me. He has Alzheimer's disease, why do you have to bother with him?"
Jing Nan snorted, "So annoying, it's always like this. You should get rid of this kind of subordinate as soon as possible. He doesn't even take you seriously. I tell you, I hate him the most among all your subordinates. He even has the nerve to say "bu yan". If you have the ability, just keep silent! Every time he comes, he's so noisy. Can you learn from Chonghua Yunzheng and the others? Isn't it better to be quiet?"
Du Heng looked outside the door and saw Mao Buyan standing outside the courtyard gate with a bruised face. When Du Heng looked over, he saw Mao Buyan wiping the blood off his head. The heroic general was beaten with blood all over his face. Jing Nan was really ruthless, I really didn't realize it!
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Xiaoxiao was in a particularly good mood, and he was singing while drinking tofu soup. Feng Gui was so angry at his heartless look that he said, "Feng Lin, do you think you can go to heaven if I leave and no one cares about you?"
Xiaoxiao's body stiffened suddenly when he was named. He soon realized that his words and actions had piqued his uncle's anger. Xiaoxiao immediately suppressed his inner joy, looked at Fenggui with a stern face and big eyes, and then chirped at Fenggui for a while.
Xuan Yu explained to Du Heng nearby: "Xiao Xiao is expressing his determination to Feng Gui. He said that this time he will stay in the village and not wander around. He will also read the book Feng Gui left behind carefully."
Du Heng thought of Xiaoxiao's half room full of books. He could actually understand Xiaoxiao. If he had an uncle like her, he would also want to run away from home.
After a while, Wen Qiong came in. For some reason, there were faint dark circles under her eyes. She asked the people in the kitchen in confusion, "Who is that person sleeping soundly in the corner?"
Sleeping soundly? Hearing this, Feng Gui sighed, "What a sin."
Jing Nan sneered and walked out with the bowl in his hand: "He has the nerve to sleep even though everyone is having trouble sleeping?"
There were a few screams coming from outside the door, and two big birds started to crow, which sounded very lively.
Half a cup of tea later, Jing Nan came back with the bowl.
Feng Gui drank a sip of soy milk leisurely. He said to Jing Nan, "Do you feel better now?"
Jing Nan was very depressed: "You think too much, I get angry when I see him. He has such big eyes for nothing, but this guy sleeps with his eyes open! Remember, if you have meetings during the day in the future, you must keep an eye on him, maybe he will sleep with his eyes open."
Feng Gui sighed, "He is originally a nocturnal species. He is blind and confused during the day. You know that."
Du Heng silently picked up a fried dough stick for Xuan Yu. What kind of people are Feng Gui's subordinates? Each one is more amazing than the other.
After breakfast, it was time for Feng Gui to leave. Xuan Yu packed up the things for Feng Gui to take away, and Feng Gui put them all in the storage bag and then put them in his sleeves. A group of people surrounded Feng Gui and walked out of the courtyard.
To the east of the courtyard gate, two large colorful birds nodded their heads and began to fly up and down after seeing Feng Gui. Their postures were graceful, and they flew elegantly and calmly. Du Heng couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Xuan Yu explained, "These two are Luan birds. Some cultivators in the demon world use Luan birds to pull the carriage frame."
Jing Nan was very angry when he was woken up today. He even attacked the two phoenixes: "It's just that it looks good, but it's actually not as good as our cow. At least the cow can go into the water and walk on the ground, but this thing can only fly in the sky. It looks gorgeous, but it's actually very slow."
The two phoenixes must have been born with intelligence. After hearing what Jing Nan said, they shrank their necks and leaned against the frame, looking like children who had made mistakes.
Du Heng couldn't bear to see the beautiful birds being wronged, so he comforted them, "Each species has its own strengths. Cows are good, but phoenixes are also good. Look, they are so beautiful. When they fly over in the morning, they look like colorful clouds. They are beautiful."
The phoenixes were immediately encouraged by what they heard. They stretched their necks and nodded their heads again, and this time they flapped their wings. One brave phoenix even took two steps in the direction of Du Heng, tilting its head to look at him.
Du Heng liked beautiful and clever birds. He whispered to Xuan Yu, "What can the phoenix eat?"
Xuan Yu said: "The spiritual rice at home will do. If you want to feed them, you can ask Xiao Xiao for two worms."
Du Heng nodded. Just as he was about to ask Xiaoxiao, he heard a startling snoring sound coming from the west of the courtyard gate. He turned around and saw Mao Buyan lying on the ground in the west corner of the courtyard wall, snoring.
Du Heng scanned the area with his spiritual sense and found that Mao Buyan's eyes were indeed open, but they were no longer as bright as before. His face was bruised and bloody, and his eyes were wide open and lifeless, making him look like a dead body. If he hadn't been snoring loudly, Du Heng would have thought that someone had died at his doorstep.
Feng Gui walked to Mao Buyan and kicked his leg: "Hey, wake up. Let's go."
The cat was still snoring.
Jing Nan got angry again: "Let me do it!"
Jing Nan was particularly irritable this morning, while Feng Gui, who was usually more domineering, seemed very gentle this morning. Du Heng was confused. It seemed that the change between the two people happened after Mao Buyan came to the village. Jing Nan didn't like Mao Buyan, while Feng Gui was more tolerant of Mao Buyan. Was it because of this?
Xuan Yu explained beside him: "General Mao once saved Feng Gui's life."
Hearing this, Jing Nan started to become bitter again. He snorted, "Isn't it normal for subordinates to work hard for their masters? What can you take credit for?"
Xuan Yu continued to recount what Mao Buyan had done: "For Feng Gui, Mao Buyan once contradicted Jing Nan."
Du Heng miraculously understood why Jing Nan was so angry. With Jing Nan's petty and vindictive personality, he could tolerate Mao Buyan hanging around in front of him and interrupting his lazy sleep. Not beating him to death was already the greatest tolerance he had ever seen.
Feng Gui grabbed one of Mao Buyan's legs and dragged him towards the Luanniao carriage. Mao Buyan was snoring and was thrown into the carriage by Feng Gui like a dead dog.
Feng Gui jumped onto the frame of the vehicle. He looked down at the villagers and bowed, "I'm leaving."
Xuan Yu and Jing Nan returned the greeting: "Have a safe journey."
Seeing Xuan Yu and Jing Nan return the gift, Du Heng and Wen Qiong also returned the gift belatedly: "Take care."
Feng Gui's eyes fell on Xiao Xiao. When Feng Gui landed on the Luanniao carriage, Xiao Xiao's mood changed. Before, he had always wanted his uncle to get out of here quickly, but when he saw his uncle really get on the car, Xiao Xiao became depressed.
Xiaoxiao curled up into a ball with his head down. Feng Gui felt soft at the sight of him like this. Feng Gui said slowly, "Feng Lin, look up at me."
Xiaoxiao moved a little, and he put his feet under his body, which made him look rounder and more pitiful. Xiaoxiao sniffed, but he didn't look up.
Feng Gui said softly, "Be a real man, this is not a life-and-death separation. I will come back, you should take care of yourself at home and don't be willful."
Xiaoxiao couldn't hold back his tears, and they fell to the ground, soaking the soil in two places. Xiaoxiao said something in a low voice because he was sad.
Feng Gui sighed, and he jumped off the Luancha again, this time he held Xiao Xiao in his arms. Xiao Xiao snuggled in Feng Gui's arms, and he asked a few questions, only to hear Feng Gui say: "No, it's too dangerous outside, I can't take you there. When you transform, I will definitely take you to the south to have a look."
Xiaoxiao wiped her tears on Fenggui's clothes. Fenggui felt sad. He touched Xiaoxiao's head and said jokingly, "You are like this every time. How can I leave with peace of mind?"
This uncle and nephew always quarrel with each other when they are together, but they miss each other when they can't see each other for a long time. Xiaoxiao threw himself into Fenggui's arms, and his two feet grabbed Fenggui's clothes and he was unwilling to let go. Obviously Fenggui was leaving, he was more excited than anyone else, but when it really came to this moment, he was more reluctant than anyone else. Fenggui touched Xiaoxiao's head: "Be good at home, listen to Jingnan and Xuanyu, eat well and rest well. Those books... read as much as you can, and don't force yourself if you really can't finish reading."
Xiaoxiao started to sob, and Fenggui felt sad. He walked to Xuanyu and handed Xiaoxiao to him: "Thank you for taking care of me when I was away."
Xuan Yu took Xiao Xiao, and Xiao Xiao's tears rolled down his eyes. Feng Gui touched his head and said, "Uncle is leaving. I will bring you delicious food and fun things when I come back. Be good..."
Not to mention that Xiaoxiao couldn't hold back her laughter, Du Heng also felt soreness in his eyes.
Parting is indeed painful. No matter how they quarrel with each other in normal times, at critical moments they are blood-related relatives.
Feng Gui and the others boarded the Luan Car. The two Luan birds raised their heads and chirped. They flapped their wings and flew into the sky. The Luan Car was driven by the Luan birds and rose smoothly and gently into the sky. Feng Gui stood in front of the car frame like a god. He waved to everyone with a gentle look in his eyes: "I'm leaving."
Jing Nan and the others waved their hands: "Be careful and come back early when you are done."
Xiaoxiao stretched out his wings towards the direction of the Luan Chariot: "Chirp!" Du Heng knew that he was calling for the Phoenix to return.
Feng Gui smiled at Xiao Xiao, he felt inside his sleeve and pulled out a piece of egg yolk rice crust.
Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, then he bent his head and searched his chest. When he looked up at Luanche, Feng Gui was leisurely stuffing the egg yolk and rice crust into his mouth: "My dear nephew, your snacks are taken away by your uncle. You are so fat now, you can't eat anymore."
Xiaoxiao's feathers suddenly exploded, and his tear-soaked eyes suddenly became bloodshot. The well-behaved and docile little chicken suddenly became a fighting chicken, and he chirped sharply at the sky for a long time. Feng Gui smiled heartily and drove away.
When Feng Guifei arrived at the village entrance, Xiaoxiao was still cursing.
Jing Nan sighed: "Really? It's a good farewell scene. Can't Feng Gui just be a decent person?"
He left and took Xiaoxiao's snack bag. God knows how much Xiaoxiao treasures his snacks! Feng Guizhen would stab Xiaoxiao in the heart.
Xiaoxiao was so angry that he jumped up and down, and his tears stopped immediately. He cursed towards the village entrance for a long time.
Du Heng felt that Xiaoxiao probably didn't say anything nice. Seeing Xiaoxiao jumping up and down at the door, Du Heng could only go forward to comfort him: "Don't scold me anymore. I'll make you something delicious later."
Xiaoxiao threw herself into Du Heng's arms with tears in her eyes. He was reluctant to eat his storage bag, his precious egg yolk, rice crackers, potato chips, taro slices and spiced peanuts, but they were all taken away by his uncle! Xiaoxiao's heart was bleeding! Damn uncle, you better never come back!
Du Heng smiled and rubbed Xiaoxiao's head: "Don't be angry, I will make you something delicious this afternoon, and I will give it to you when it's ready."
Xiaoxiao then stopped crying. He wanted lots of potato chips and peanuts, and would eat them all when they were ready, leaving no food for his uncle!
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Since Feng Gui left, the village has suddenly become much quieter. The vegetables in Du Heng's vegetable garden are growing better and better. His garlic has begun to sprout tender garlic stalks, and the peppers have begun to produce green fruits of different shapes. The potatoes in the field wanted to bloom, but Du Heng cruelly pinched off the flowers.
The broad beans had finished blooming and had produced long pods. The peas next to them, which had been irrigated by Du Heng's spiritual energy, had bloomed red and white flowers. It would not be long before Du Heng could eat the fresh pea pods.
After the Qingming Festival, the forests outside the village are lush with vegetation, and the cuckoo calls "cuckoo cuckoo" every day. The green mountains and clear waters in the valleys are like a paradise.
Every morning when Du Heng worked in the fields, he felt relaxed physically and mentally. The village was full of spiritual energy. After practicing for a while, the spiritual energy in Du Heng's dantian became more dense. The spiritual energy slowly rotated around his dantian. Du Heng felt that his dantian was more than two or three times larger than at the beginning.
Wen Qiong was in a good mood recently, and she beat Du Heng less often. Occasionally, she would go to the spiritual field to help Du Heng grow vegetables, although every time Du Heng saw her approaching, he would shiver involuntarily.
A few days after the Grain Rain, when Du Heng was working in the spiritual field, Wen Qiong suddenly spoke to him: "I have nothing left to teach you."
Du Heng put down the weeds in his hand and looked at Wen Qiong with a strange expression: "Master, what are you talking about? How come there is nothing you can teach me?"
Wen Qiong smiled with two shallow dimples: "You have already entered the door, and found a way of practice that suits you. Maybe you haven't realized that you are practicing the endless mental method even in your sleep. Your spiritual energy has reached a certain scale. If you keep it up, it won't be long before you can successfully form a pill."
Du Heng was confused: "No, Master, why don't I feel that I am as good as you say?"
Wen Qiong smiled and said, "When you were pulling out the weeds, you used the mental methods of strengthening the body and endless life at the same time. I think these two mental methods are enough for you to get started. In fact, cultivation does not mean that the more complicated your mental methods are, the more magic tricks you know, the more advantages you will have. The most important thing is to find the one that suits you."
"The mental methods I passed on to you are all ones I have practiced myself. I think as long as you can persist in practicing these two mental methods, you will be able to master them. Cultivation is actually a matter of mastering everything. Once you have learned one method, you can also understand the other methods on your own.
"For example, you can now attach your spiritual consciousness and spiritual energy to spiritual plants to stimulate their growth. This behavior has a special set of skills called Qingmu Jue, which uses spiritual consciousness to enter spiritual plants and control them. I didn't teach you, you have already learned it on your own.
"For example, you attach spiritual energy to the objects around you, such as cutting vegetables and mixing stuffing. Disciples in large sects will have a compulsory course called Qi Condensation and Qi Transformation. Qi Condensation means condensing spiritual energy into the shape you want, and Qi Transformation means dispersing your own spiritual energy to perceive the world. I didn't teach you specifically, but you learned how to use it."
Du Heng looked at Wen Qiong in bewilderment. He said hesitantly, "I just... think it's more convenient this way."
He never thought that his unconscious behavior was actually a compulsory course for disciples of a large sect!
Wen Qiong smiled gently: "Although practicing is against the will of heaven, everyone has a different way of entering the Tao. The basic condition for entering the Tao is to be able to sense the time and understand the way of heaven, and to be able to call upon the spiritual energy between heaven and earth for your own use. I have never told you the complicated process, and you have already done it yourself, which is very good."
Du Heng felt embarrassed: "After hearing what Master said, I felt like I was something very special."
Wen Qiong nodded: "It is indeed amazing. While tempering your body with spiritual energy, you have also learned to multitask. You used spiritual energy to attach to the surface of your body in case the dirt released during tempering would contaminate the food. When planting vegetables, you also infused spiritual energy into one or more spiritual plants at the same time in case the spiritual plants grew unevenly. Although you did it very slowly and not smoothly at the beginning, after a period of practice, you are now doing it in a decent manner."
Du Heng rubbed the back of his head and chuckled, "Actually... it's not as amazing as Master said."
Wen Qiong chuckled and said, "Indeed, although you can now compete with disciples of the same level from large sects, in the eyes of cultivators with higher cultivation than you, you have only just entered the door. Du Heng, when I said I have nothing to teach you, I didn't mean that you are already so powerful that you can go to heaven and earth and do everything. I mean that you need to explore the next practice on your own.
"Use the two mental methods of endless life and strengthening the body as the foundation, explore and comprehend your own method of cultivation. Remember, there are always people who are better than you, and the pursuit of the Tao is endless. Don't be complacent because of temporary gains, and don't hesitate because of temporary setbacks.
“You must know that many of the cultivators standing at the top are not the sons of heavenly pride. Being able to stand at that position can only prove that they are more determined and can persist better than others.
"I am your disciple, but we practice a different way. I am different from other masters. I don't think my disciples must be inferior to me. I hope that one day my disciples can surpass me and stand above me."
Wen Qiong looked at Du Heng seriously and said, "Du Heng, cultivation is not easy. Only by being neither arrogant nor impatient and persevering can you achieve success. Do you remember this?"
Du Heng bowed deeply to Wen Qiong and said, "Disciple will remember this."
Wen Qiong smiled and said, "Starting tomorrow, you can practice according to your own method. There is no need to go to Peizhulin to get beaten every day. To be honest, it hurts just watching me."
Du Heng smiled foolishly. To be honest, cultivation was really hard. It really hurt when he was beaten by Peizhu and Wen Qiong. But when he heard Wen Qiong say this to him today, he felt that all the blood and sweat he had shed before was worth it.
At night, Du Heng tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep. Xuan Yu lay next to Du Heng: "What's wrong? Can't sleep?"
Du Heng responded, "My master told me today that she has nothing to teach me. She said I have already entered the Dao. But to be honest, I don't feel any difference between me and usual. She said I can practice according to my own method starting tomorrow. I am confused and don't know what to do."
Xuan Yu said slowly, "You have indeed entered the Dao. When a disciple of a large sect reaches your level of cultivation, they have basically decided on the path they will take in the future. You don't have to be too anxious. Think carefully about what you want and choose a method that you like and can accept to practice."
Du Heng was a little confused: "But Xuan Yu, I'm really stupid. I can't think of a powerful way to practice. I'm even going to continue practicing according to the previous practice method tomorrow, just as if the master never said those words to me."
Xuan Yu chuckled: "Of course, as long as you think you can accept it and are willing to do it."
Du Heng rolled towards Xuan Yu: "Okay, then I..." Before Du Heng could finish his words, he was kicked in the cheek by Xiao Xiao. Looking closely, Xiao Xiao was squeezed between him and Xuan Yu, and her face was flattened.
Du Heng rolled to the side, rubbing the little humming sound in his dream. Then he whispered, "Then I will practice according to the original plan tomorrow."
Xuan Yu nodded: "Okay."
After a while, Du Heng started to talk about trivial things: "Xuan Yu, the broad beans I planted are ripe. Can I make broad beans for you tomorrow?"
It was harvest time for Du Heng. Every night before going to bed, he would report his harvest to Xuan Yu. For example, how many lettuces were ripe today, how many potatoes he dug out to make potato chips...
Du Heng happily shared these small gains with Xuan Yu every day. Xuan Yu especially liked to hear Du Heng talk about these things. When he heard that he wanted to make broad beans, Xuan Yu was very supportive: "Great, I haven't eaten broad beans yet."
Du Heng was getting excited: "Young broad beans are delicious. You don't even need to peel them. You can just fry the skin and eat them. I'll make you... broad beans with scallion oil? Oh, and we can harvest garlic sprouts tomorrow. Let's make garlic sprouts and bacon? Oh, and amaranth is delicious too. Let's make amaranth soup? And, do you want some spicy and sour potato shreds?"
A smiling voice responded from the darkness: "Chirp!"
Eat! It was all Du Heng’s fault. He had fallen asleep, but Du Heng woke him up by talking about eating.
Du Heng smiled and touched Xiaoxiao's belly: "Okay, let's make spiced broad beans for our lovely Xiaoxiao tomorrow, okay?" Xiaoxiao turned over and rolled into Du Heng's arms: "Chirp~"
Du Heng was the best. He liked Du Heng the most. He cooked delicious food and was gentle to him. He was totally different from his annoying uncle.
The next morning, Du Heng first meditated on the ridge of the field for an hour. He didn't know if his body tempering had taken effect recently or what, but after practicing the exercises to impact his spiritual veins, the dirt he released became less and less. After practicing for an hour today, he actually felt his body was dry and refreshed.
He was actually a little bit not used to it.
Today his Dantian was a little different. He felt that the spiritual energy was thicker than before, and some of the spiritual energy had dropped. Du Heng touched the position of Dantian. Although the spiritual energy dropped a little, his body became lighter.
Du Heng carried the basket on his back and walked towards the broad beans. These broad beans were edible not long after they were planted. They were all irrigated with his spiritual energy!
The broad bean pods were one hand long and three inches thick, with two or three bulges in the middle of the flat round pods. Du Heng casually broke off a pod and took a look. He saw a cotton-like protective layer inside the pod, which softly protected the tender broad beans inside.
Du Heng squeezed the broad beans out of the pod. In his palm lay a bluish-white tender broad bean that was larger than his thumb. There was also a green tendon at one end of the bean that connected the pod and the bean.
Now the broad beans are still tender, and the tendons are still firmly attached to the broad beans. When the broad beans are mature, the tendons will fall off automatically. Gently break the tendons and they will fall off. There is a white stripe where the tendons and broad beans are connected. When the broad beans are mature, this stripe will turn black.
Du Heng pinched the beans and the skin broke. Beans of this quality are perfect for making scallion oil broad beans and five-spice broad beans!
He wanted to quietly pick the ripe broad beans one by one, but suddenly, an idea came to his mind. Could he use his spiritual energy to pick these beans? He had seen Xuan Yu do things. The spiritual energy could replace his hands, his eyes, and even his body. Xuan Yu could do it, so why couldn't he?
Du Heng's spiritual consciousness enveloped his broad bean field, and he could clearly see the state of each bean pod. He condensed his spiritual energy into his hands, and with a slight snapping sound, his spiritual energy flew with hundreds of bean pods into the basket behind him.
Success! Du Heng turned his head in surprise. He didn't expect it to be successful!
Wen Qiong and the others were right. As long as you find a way to practice, no matter what you do, it is practice!
The author has something to say: Xiaoxiao: My feelings towards my uncle are like my feelings towards junk food.
Everyone: Hmm?
Xiaoxiao: I miss him when I don’t see him, and I get annoyed when I see him. I despise him but I love him deeply at the same time… Finally, I want to say one thing, return the rubbish Feng and give me back my snacks!
Feng Gui: I’m going to beat you to death.
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