Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 35 Little Fairy Meat

"You laugh at me?"

"In your eyes, mortals should be ignorant, ignorant, and mediocre like ants, ants, what wisdom is there, but their instinct to survive." Hu paused: "I was wrong."

Shui Xin was surprised, what do you mean, that monks underestimate ordinary people and overthrow their own views in the next sentence?
Hu Qing: "Ants are very powerful. Do you know that ants' physical fitness and team spirit are incomparable to humans? They also have strengths that humans cannot surpass."

Shui Xin was a little confused, what was she talking about?
Hu Qing turned back to the topic: "For mere mortals, life, old age, sickness, and death have seven emotions and six desires for dozens of years. It is a wonderful and profound experience that you may not have in your long life. I heard that you monks can destroy everything with a single demon, but we mortals live every day. In troubles and sufferings, nothing but death can bring down us who are as humble as dust."

She smiled and said, "It's better to live than to die. It's a great courage."

If there is no daughter waiting for her, will she still struggle to survive in the last days?Yes, living itself is a kind of appeal of life.She is willing to seek in her limited life.longevity?Will the will to seek always exist?
Hu Qing knew that it was useless for her to talk to Shui Xin. After all, the worlds of the two were different. In her world, lifespan cannot be forced, and the mainstream thinking is not to waste one's life.Here, it is the pursuit of going against the sky, everyone is fighting against the sky.Both ideas are heroic.

Thinking of this, Hu Qing felt a little embarrassed, and smiled apologetically at Shui Xin: "I'm sorry, I have been underestimated when I came here, and I feel depressed, so I shouldn't have sent it to you."

Shui Xin looked at her, thinking, he said: "No, I think what you said makes sense, I think, maybe I need to go to the Mortal Realm for a walk."

"Oh, you must pay back the money before you leave." Hu Qing hurriedly reminded.

Shui Xin was speechless, I looked like a bad guy?
Hu Qing: "You really don't look like a monk."

Shui Xin: "What do you think a monk should be like? Do you sit in a temple and chant scriptures?"

Hu Qing: "I don't know. In fact, I don't know what a real monk should look like. But, I always feel that people who are born have great wisdom."

Shui Xin: "What is great wisdom?"

Hu Qing had already walked around the flower pot, pulled out all the buried things inside, and I don't know if it was the crow's mouth in the heart of water, these things all withered overnight.

"I can't explain a sentence or two." Hu Qing walked into the room: "You are a monk, you should save me."

Shui Xin: "The benefactor has no unnecessary troubles, and he doesn't need to be saved by a monk."

Hu lightly sighed: "I need your Lingshi degree."

Come again and again.

Shui Xin twitched the corners of her mouth: "Okay, I'm going to read the scriptures now, and try to recover as soon as possible and get out of the city to get the spirit stone."

Hu lightly snorted: "You actually hid your private money outside Fangshi. You must have other intentions in entering Baopingfang."

When Shui Xin couldn't hear, she went back to the study to chant scriptures.

Hu lightly washed his hands and went in: "Read it aloud."

Shui Xin was sitting cross-legged on the small wooden couch, she didn't open her eyes when she heard the words, and let out a sound.

Hu Qing sat on a chair by the window, leaning on the back of the chair and looking at the blue sky, wondering if she understood.

As the sky darkened, Shui Xin opened her eyes: "How?"

Hu Qing: "I believe you are a real monk. Listening to your chanting, my heart is very peaceful."

Shui Xin smiled: "It's a pity that you didn't use your spiritual power, otherwise what you'd hear would be a wonderful sound."

Hu Qingbai, you also act like a monk when you recite scriptures.

"Teach me how to practice."

what?
"Anyway, idle is idle."

Shui Xin stared at her blankly for a while, then scratched her head in embarrassment: "I don't know how to teach."

Hu Qing changed his face: "I look down on someone."

Shui Xin: "Really, I have been able to cultivate since my mother's womb. What I know is to meditate and recite scriptures. Meditation and recite scriptures are cultivation. I have never taught others."

Hu Qing distorted his face, jealous, making me unrecognizable.No wonder this little monk is missed by women, this is a mouthful of fairy meat brought from the mother's womb.

I don't know if she will have incredible effects if she eats him?

Hu Qing's gaze was like a wolf's, and Shui Xin couldn't help clutching her neck tightly, feeling that this was the first woman in history who really wanted to eat him.

"How about a shave?"

"what?"

Hu Qing's gesture of grabbing her hair showed no pity at all: "I'm a monk."

"Don't be joking." Shui Xin laughed: "You have a daughter." After finishing speaking, she stopped laughing, let alone having a daughter, even if she had a man, it would not delay her becoming a monk.

"Are you serious?" Shui Xin asked.

Hu Qing: "As long as I can practice, I am willing to cut my will."

Shui Xin: "I won't agree to you, your mind is impure. It's just cultivation—I'll teach you how to draw Qi into your body."

Hu Qing was suspicious: "You just said you couldn't."

Shui Xin coughed lightly: "So I don't guarantee that what I said is correct—are you going to learn?"

This unreliable monk.She learns.Anyway, no money.

Shui Xin touched the rosary bead habitually, but it was empty, embarrassing.

"I'll teach you the qi qi formula, you memorize it first."

Hu Qing had to listen to a formula with more than a hundred words that was not obscure but could not be understood word by word. It was really difficult to memorize it by rote without understanding the meaning.

Shui Xin: "Imagine a stream of heat flowing through your body, starting from Dantian and traveling upstream to Shenque—"

"What is the divine tower?" Hu Qing asked sincerely.

Shui Xin: "."

Anyway, I didn't ask me what Dantian is.

He fell silent and walked to the desk, but found no paper or pen.

Hu Qing was embarrassed: "I don't have any money, I won't need these for a while."

Shui Xin stared, she was really calling for debts all the time.

"I'll go right away."

When Hu Qing bought pens, inks, papers and inkstones and came back, Shui Xin snorted coldly: "The cheapest?"

Hu Qing was angry: "It's the best one, it cost me a lot of spirit beads. Of course you can't look down on things that mortals use."

Shui Xin: "If you didn't lie to me, I would believe your sincerity in cultivation."

Hu Qing: "There is very little trust between us."

She spread the paper while talking, and the ink was worn out. Shui Xin picked up the pen to test the concentration of the ink, turned the pen holder lightly, and wrote like flying, all in one go.

Hu Qing stared blankly, this monk started to paint so quickly, his hands were blurring, and the way he lowered his head to paint was so serious, much more attractive than when he was talking.

"Monk, if you are so charming all the time, I want to snatch you home and hide you." Hu Qing sincerely praised.

Shui Xin finished, holding a pen in astonishment: "How can I charm you?" Then he smiled: "You didn't want to rob me, but I entered your house, which shows how good luck tricks people."

Hu Qing also smiled: "I prefer to believe that it is the fate between you and me."

Shui Xin raised his right eyebrow, he heard a lot of ambiguous words, but he couldn't hear a trace of salivation from this woman.

"Have you ever seen a better-looking man than me?"

The sudden question made Hu Qing unable to respond.

Comparing his celestial and gorgeous face, and living in the Internet age where there are so many beautiful men, Hu Qing said very pertinently: "Because all I have met are mortals, if they also have spiritual power to automatically If it’s beautiful—then I’ve seen it.”

Let’s just say that the looks of the world that have been brushed up on the Internet can be looked like by mere mortals. If they are filled with spiritual power, they may not be able to soar in situ because of their looks.

(End of this chapter)