Zhou Yuanyuan was watching with horror.
Just when Zhou Yuanyuan couldn't help but call on the Chaos Pearl to take action, the calamity clouds dispersed and golden light sprinkled across the sky.
Bean-sized spiritual rain fell from the sky, sprinkling on Wen Ziqing's body and on the charred land struck by lightning.
The Chaos Pearl jumped up and down happily, bathing in the rain of spiritual energy.
Aww! So much energy! So delicious!
With the nourishment of the spiritual rain, the originally bare rocky mountain was covered with visibly green grass. In less than two minutes, the entire mountaintop looked like it was covered with a green carpet.
"Master, look!" Xiaoyu exclaimed in surprise.
At Xiaoyu's reminder, Zhou Yuanyuan looked up at the sky.
In the sky, a red sun hangs high, and the snow-white clouds are slowly gathering and changing. Finally, they form a majestic giant beast, bathing in golden light and walking on the clouds.
"Is this a big dog?" Zhou Yuanyuan asked Xiaoyu embarrassedly.
Please forgive Zhou Yuanyuan's ignorance! Zhou Yuanyuan really can't recognize what kind of beast this is. Is it a four-legged beast? No, it's a six-legged beast! It has a lion's head, deer horns, tiger eyes, elk's body, dragon scales, and an ox's tail.
"Master, Qilin, this is Qilin!" Xiaoyu laughed happily.
Zhou Yuanyuan understood.
The Qilin is a mythical auspicious beast in Chinese legend. Wen Ziqing's fetus is a Qilin, signifying that he is no ordinary creature and his future path to immortality will be smooth sailing!
Zhou Yuanyuan smiled happily.
Zhou Yuanyuan knew all about Wen Ziqing's inner pressures. No man wants to grow up hiding under his wife's wings. Wen Ziqing's deep love for Zhou Yuanyuan is what keeps their relationship going.
In private, in order to prevent his strength from being left too far behind by Zhou Yuanyuan, Wen Ziqing practiced very hard.
The spiritual energy rained down from the sky, and in less than five minutes, it had replenished all the spiritual energy in Wen Ziqing's body.
Wen Ziqing looked inward and felt that the spiritual energy in his body was countless times greater than before. Before the advancement, the spiritual energy in Wen Ziqing's body was as much as a bowl of water. Now, the spiritual energy in Wen Ziqing's body was as much as a lake.
It’s great that I’m not left too far behind Yuanyuan.
Wen Ziqing opened his eyes with satisfaction, and saw Zhou Yuanyuan standing about a hundred miles away, looking at him.
Zhou Yuanyuan was afraid that if she stood too close, it would affect Wen Ziqing's absorption of the spiritual rain, so she stayed where she was and didn't dare to come over.
A hint of smile appeared in Wen Ziqing's eyes.
It feels so good to have someone standing there waiting for you!
Looking at his clothes that were tattered like rags, Wen Ziqing stood up and quickly moved behind a large rock.
A few seconds later, Wen Ziqing flashed again and appeared next to Zhou Yuanyuan in a brand new look.
"Brother Ziqing." There was a sweetness and tenderness in Zhou Yuanyuan's voice that even she herself did not realize.
"Yuanyuan." Wen Ziqing gently held his little wife in his arms, his eyes full of doting.
The two hearts were beating "bang bang bang" as they felt each other's body temperature. At this moment, Zhou Yuanyuan and Wen Ziqing could no longer hold anything else in their eyes and hearts except each other.
Thank God for letting them meet in this life, thank God for letting their love come to fruition.
Only Wen Ziqing himself knew that when the thunderstorms were at their most intense, what he worried about most was not whether he would die, but how sad his little girl would be after he died.
After the two of them cuddled together for a while, Zhou Yuanyuan raised her little face and asked, "Brother Ziqing, just now, you were going through the Infant Formation Tribulation, right?"
Although Xiaoyu had never made any mistakes, Zhou Yuanyuan was still worried. The thunderbolt just now was too strange, and Zhou Yuanyuan wanted to hear Wen Ziqing's personal confirmation.
"Yes." Wen Ziqing nodded, then remembered the doubts in his heart and asked, "Yuanyuan, shouldn't the foundation be formed after the Dan stage? How did I become the infant stage?"
Wen Ziqing's knowledge of cultivating immortals comes from the memories of Taoist Baopu.
In Taoist Baopu's memory, after building the foundation comes the golden elixir, but Wen Ziqing skipped the golden elixir and turned into the Nascent Soul. He himself was a little confused.
"Brother Ziqing, God loves you and gave you a two-step jump at once. Are you happy? After forming the baby, do you feel full of strength?" Zhou Yuanyuan raised her little face and smiled with her eyes curved.
Wen Ziqing's cultivation level improved rapidly, and the person who was most happy about it was Zhou Yuanyuan.
Wen Ziqing nodded, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Yuanyuan, how many Nascent Souls do you have?"
How many Yuanying? What does that mean? Zhou Yuanyuan opened her mouth wide.
"Yuanyuan?" Seeing that Zhou Yuanyuan's expression was not right, Wen Ziqing called out cautiously.
"Brother Ziqing, you just asked me how many Nascent Souls I have. Aren't all cultivators born with just one Nascent Soul?" Zhou Yuanyuan blinked before coming back to her senses.
"Oh no, Yuanyuan, did I make a mistake? How could there be two Nascent Souls?" After hearing what Zhou Yuanyuan said, Wen Ziqing patted his forehead, feeling a little worried.
"Two or two?" Zhou Yuanyuan was so surprised that she didn't know what to say.
Two Nascent Souls?
Zhou Yuanyuan has read so many books like "Strange Stories of Cultivation", but she has never seen anyone produce two Nascent Souls.
It's not a woman giving birth, so if a baby is formed, it can be twins.
"Brother Ziqing, are both of your Nascent Souls in your Dantian?" Zhou Yuanyuan swallowed and asked.
"No, one Nascent Soul is in the Dantian, and the other is in the Sea of Consciousness." Wen Ziqing shook his head, pointed to his abdomen, and then pointed to his mind.
What? Zhou Yuanyuan was stunned again.
Zhou Yuanyuan had never heard of such a cool thing as forming a baby in the sea of consciousness.
"Xiao Yu, please explain quickly." Zhou Yuanyuan had no choice but to call the omnipotent Xiao Yu.
"Master, Xiaoyu doesn't know either. Xiaoyu has never heard that a cultivator would have two Nascent Souls." Xiaoyu shook her head like a rattle.
"However, master, you don't have to worry. Wen Ziqing's Nascent Soul is like a Qilin. Two Nascent Souls, maybe... maybe... it's not a bad thing." Xiaoyu was afraid that Zhou Yuanyuan would be anxious, so she quickly comforted her.
"Get out of the way." Zhou Yuanyuan was angry.
Probably? Perhaps? Should? Xiaoyu had never used such words to fool her before.
"Oh." Xiaoyu obediently hid in Zhou Yuanyuan's sea of consciousness and drew circles.
There was one more thing Xiaoyu didn't dare tell Zhou Yuanyuan. Monks who experienced unusual phenomena usually shouldered important responsibilities. It was unknown what Heaven had in store for Wen Ziqing.
"Brother Ziqing, do you feel any discomfort?" Zhou Yuanyuan reached out and touched Wen Ziqing's forehead. Well, the temperature was normal, no fever.
"Yuanyuan, I'm fine." Wen Ziqing saw Zhou Yuanyuan's anxious look and understood without saying anything. Zhou Yuanyuan's Nascent Soul should be different from his.
If he had known this earlier, he wouldn’t have said it, so as to save Yuanyuan from worrying.
Wen Ziqing felt a little regretful.
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