"099, help me search for products related to the spiritual world that can help with cultivation."
She opened the mall and said to 099.
The next second, the mall interface changed, and 099 searched for a bunch of products according to Ji Miaomiao's requirements.
She selected and compared them and found that there were two main categories of products with high cost-effectiveness: one was natural treasures, and the other was elixirs.
The descriptions all seemed good, so she planned to buy one of each type and try out the effects.
From the natural treasures category, she chose a spiritual warm jade, which the introduction said could help practitioners concentrate and calm their spirit, accelerate the cultivation of qi, and reduce mental interference.
The price is 2000 points.
Ji Miaomiao was very interested in the last additional function, so she picked it and bought it.
A moment later, a warm, pale white jade with smooth lines appeared in her hand. It was only half the size of her palm and felt warm to the touch.
She held the jade stone in her hand and tried to close her eyes to practice again. Her mind immediately calmed down and in a moment she was able to put aside external things and look inward.
Then he breathed in and out, practicing the mantras, and his own rhythm unconsciously merged with the surroundings.
Ji Miaomiao felt that she was in an extremely comfortable state, forgetting the space and time, and also felt that as he breathed in and out, a wisp of mist seemed to gradually drift around her.
She had an idea and wanted to absorb the mist, but it disappeared in an instant.
It's like a bubble that has been blown out. It looks beautiful, but it bursts and disappears into the air as soon as you get close to it.
She did not give up and continued to try to get close to the mists and absorb them into her body, making silent and repetitive attempts over and over again.
Finally, after I don’t know how many times.
A wisp of mist entered her body as she exhaled and breathed. She followed the route drawn in the Taoist scriptures, trying to let the mist circulate in her body as slowly and steadily as possible.
However, he didn't expect that this wisp of mist was too thin after all, and it dissipated before it could circulate in his body.
She didn't give up, and continued to absorb it again after a wisp dissipated.
This mist and her body were like oil and water. The probability of absorbing it was very small. Even after absorbing it over and over again, only a trace of it would enter her body, and then dissipate in a moment during her breathing.
After absorbing the third ray and then dissipating it, Ji Miaomiao felt waves of fatigue throughout her body.
She slowly opened her eyes and saw that the front hall was no longer as bright as before, and only a little sunlight came into the room near the door.
Ji Miaomiao stood up with the warm jade in her hand, looked up outside the Taoist temple, and found that the sun in the sky was about to set.
"Has so much time passed?" she asked doubtfully.
Looking at the time, she had originally planned to buy another type of elixir to assist in cultivation to try out its effects, but she didn't continue buying.
Ji Miaomiao felt tired and sore from sitting for a long time, so she temporarily gave up the idea of continuing to practice and went to the kitchen in the backyard to make something to eat to fill her stomach.
By the time she finished her busy dinner, the sun had completely set.
The moon rose in the sky, and the soft moonlight illuminated the backyard.
Ji Miaomiao saw that her master had not returned yet, and knew that she was the only one in the temple today, so she closed the gate of the Taoist temple and returned to the backyard.
He began to temper his mental strength under the moonlight.
Yes, although this world cannot cultivate martial arts techniques, it can cultivate mental skills.
In order to practice more effectively under the moonlight, she chose to sit directly on the stone table in the backyard.
A sleepless night.
In the next few days, Master Ji Miaomiao still did not come back.
She practiced diligently in the Taoist temple every day. Just when she was finally able to absorb five wisps of mist, her master, Taoist Master Daoming, who had been missing for a long time, finally came back.
"Little disciple, the master is back."
Even before anyone came in, they could hear this exceptionally penetrating sound through the door.
Ji Miaomiao put the warm jade in her hand into her pocket, then stood up and walked towards the door of the front hall. She saw Taoist Master Daoming, who was wearing a Taoist robe and had gray hair, carrying a large bag of things and walking into the temple.
"Master, what are you holding?"
She took a few quick steps forward to take it, and found that the bag was very heavy. She lost her balance when holding it in her hands, and staggered before she could stand firm again.
"Disciple, these are all gifts from the believers at the foot of the mountain to your master. You must accept them no matter what they are." Taoist Master Daoming held his long beard, his Taoist robe flowing elegantly, and he really looked like a master.
Ji Miaomiao shook her head, and she was used to her master's appearance.
In the original owner's memory, since childhood, Taoist Master Daoming would go down the mountain for a few days every two days.
At that time, the original owner was too young to stay in the Taoist temple alone, so Taoist Master Daoming carried him on his back and went down the mountain with him, walking through the streets and alleys of the towns at the foot of the mountain.
He tells fortunes for people and sells amulets, small wooden swords and other small gadgets.
If you're lucky, you'll be treated as a master and sold quickly, making a lot of money. If you're unlucky, you'll be treated as a swindler and chased through the streets, with only occasional meals to eat.
So the original owner became more sensible and focused on studying hard to make money and become a master.
Part of it was because she was thinking that if her master was chased and beaten again one day, she would have money to feed and treat her master and not let him go hungry.
The filial piety of a pure little girl.
Fortunately, as she grew older, her master's face lost the handsome and fair complexion of his youth. He had a long beard and more wrinkles on his face, which made him look like a master in people's impression.
The chances of being mistaken for a scammer when going down the mountain have greatly decreased, and most of the things are sold smoothly. The income can cover the original owner's daily expenses for schooling.
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