Grudge Breaker

Chapter 235: Vulgar Development
"Huang Ting is pregnant?"

Although Song Weichen's statement was ridiculous, Mo Tingfeng immediately understood it. It seemed that the puppet Qi in his body had not been circulated for a while, so it was blocked in the Huangting and ran wild.

He quickly carried her to the meditation platform, and waved his hand to cast a barrier restriction on Wuqingju.

Song Weichen's face was pale. He knelt on the platform with his hand covering his Huangting, and his other hand grasping the edge of the platform. His knuckles were stretched white and he was obviously in pain.

"Weiwei, use the method I taught you to circulate the puppet energy in your body."

"No... No... It hurts. I can't sit up..."

Song Weichen managed to utter a few words. It was a great achievement that she did not faint from the pain. How could she care about the complicated practice method of "starting with the root energy of the three Huangting meridians to breathe in and out, going around the six chakras as a cycle, and every ninety-nine cycles as a round".

Hazily, she recalled some little-known knowledge she had shared in a live broadcast when she was a "medium person" in the real world - the so-called mysterious Huangting of practitioners is actually the gathering place of the solar plexus near the cardia. This position is extremely fragile and sensitive to pain. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the gate of life.

Some people who practice martial arts will deliberately practice the Huangting position's ability to withstand blows. They intentionally punch this area, adding force little by little to make it endure, in order to prevent being hit to death in close combat.

...Is the Gui Qi helping me practice my life gate's ability to withstand blows? Then I really have to thank you, your ancestors for eighteen generations.

Song Weichen thought gloomily, his whole body was in a daze and his consciousness was no longer clear.

The pain came again, and it really felt like Huang Ting was hit by a punch. Her eyes went dark and she could no longer hold on, and she fell to the ground.

"slight!"

This made Mo Tingfeng very anxious. After all, he had never helped others practice before, so he was somewhat at a loss when faced with such a situation.

He helped Song Weichen sit up in his arms. The little guy had a very low body temperature. He probed her Huangting and could feel a burning aura before he even touched her. It was like ice and fire. He could imagine how painful she was at that moment.

In desperation, Mo Tingfeng decided to try to help her practice.

"Weiwei, I am now injecting a stream of magic power into your body. Don't resist. Try to let the puppet energy in your body follow this magic power."

As he spoke, he helped Song Weichen to sit cross-legged. Mo Tingfeng then lightly tapped the three acupoints on her back: Xinshu, Qihai and Hunmen. Then he used his fingers as swords and a wisp of golden sand-like substance penetrated into her back.
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Song Weichen only felt that he was walking in a dark bottomless tunnel. Something was approaching in the darkness behind him. Countless eyes opened and closed, and countless indistinguishable whispers like demons and monsters echoed in his ears.

If she walked a little slower, those densely packed eyes would quickly catch up with her, and the eyeballs would keep turning in a very strange way, and the whispers would become louder and more frightening, forcing her to walk faster and deeper into the darkness.

She stumbled forward through the knee-deep water. The groundwater was as icy as ice, and her calves had long lost all feeling in it. In contrast, the air in the tunnel was extremely hot, comparable to a volcanic hot spring.

She couldn't walk any more, she tripped and fell into the water, unable to get up for a long time, her bangs stuck to her forehead, she couldn't tell whether it was water or sweat. Those eyes were close at hand, making a buzzing sound like countless bees flapping their wings, and followed by ghostly whispers, this time she heard part of the content clearly.

“The puppet has no birth or death…jumping out of the three realms…I am the only one who is supreme…blocking the sky…falling…”

Swish!
A little golden dragon broke through the air, and the ghostly sound stopped abruptly.

The moment Xiaolong rushed past those eyes, all the strange eyes turned into black smoke and disappeared.

It swam quickly to Song Weichen's side, circled around her twice, gently rubbed Song Weichen's face with its snout, then flew into the air, coiled around with its tail in its mouth, looked at Song Weichen, nodded, and flew forward.

Not daring to delay at all, he knew with a single thought that the spirit creature was here to help him escape. Song Weichen struggled to get up and chased after the little dragon.

Because of this golden comfort, the endless black tunnel didn't seem so unbearable anymore, and soon a yellow light appeared at the end of the tunnel - at first Song Weichen thought it was the glow from Xiaolong's body, and as the yellow light became brighter and brighter, excitement appeared on her face, she found the exit!
The little dragon disappeared into the yellow light, and Song Weichen followed closely behind it and leaped hard! .
"you're awake?"

"I have completed a cycle of Gui Qi. How do you feel now? Is it still painful?"

Hearing his gentle voice behind him, Song Weichen leaned back without hesitation and fell steadily into Mo Tingfeng's broad arms.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it's like it never hurt before."

She patted her Huangting area.

"You don't know, just now I felt particularly empathetic towards Madam Yin!"

"Mrs. Yin? What Madam Yin?" Mo Tingfeng looked puzzled.

"She is Nezha's mother, the wife of Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King. She is a character in our mythology. She gave birth to three sons. The third one was called Nezha. He was definitely the most naughty child in history. He stayed in his mother's belly for three whole years. The pain when he gave birth was so heartbreaking. But when the baby came out, it was still a ball!" After saying that, Song Weichen lazily arched his arms, stretched out his legs, and sighed comfortably.

"I now understand the pain of childbirth. It's not a job for humans. Let's make it clear that we will forget about Nian Chen's matter from now on. Don't count on me. You have to give birth if you want."

Mo Tingfeng was amused by her. How could he cultivate himself and end up destroying the incense for his descendants without realizing it?

"We'll talk about Nian Chen later."

"Weiwei, take out the puppet and place it on the Huangting to make the Qi flow and see if there are any changes."

Song Weichen sat cross-legged again and did as he was told, allowing the puppet to circulate and blend with the puppet Qi in his body through the Huangting. After a round of breathing, there was no change at all - even the "little bird" and "Ao Bing" in the puppet did not grow up at all.

"Oh, I've wasted my time."

Song Weichen sighed, then leaned back and lay back in Mo Tingfeng's arms.

Thinking of the little dragon in the endless black tunnel, Song Weichen's face showed envy.

"Is that little golden dragon your spirit creature? It's so handsome and powerful. I want it too."

"What little golden dragon?"

Song Weichen told Mo Tingfeng about the experience that was like a dream just now. He suddenly realized that his magic power could be materialized in Song Weichen, just like the fire power in the puppet became the Vermillion Bird, and the water power became the Azure Dragon - perhaps, this was the gradual awakening of the ability of her puppet spirit.

After comforting and encouraging her with some kind words, the two agreed to go around to absorb the puppet energy the next day, and at the same time go to Sikong Mansion to visit Qin Xueying, and then let Guyu put Song Weichen to sleep.
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At night, Song Weichen had another strange dream.

In the dream, she indeed gave birth to a glowing flesh ball from her Huangting. The ball gradually grew larger, then shrank to an extremely small size and disappeared into the puppet system.

"What is this?"

She hurriedly picked up the puppet and took a closer look. It was just an ordinary jade pendant, nothing special at all.

Suddenly she remembered the method of controlling puppets that Mo Tingfeng had taught her, so she used her left hand to make a sword finger again, and loosely grasped the puppet with three bent fingers, while she pinched her fingers with her right hand, silently recited the method, and swung it towards the air!
puff!
With a very anime effect, a cloud similar to cotton candy suddenly appeared in the air above Wuqingju, and then with a puff, it turned into an object.

Song Weichen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She was very familiar with this thing. It was what she used to walk to and from get off work every day in the real world.

Electric scooter.

There is also a fat and yellow-haired guinea pig standing on the handlebars, with a lightning-like tail, a typical copycat version of Pikachu.

When the little guinea pig saw Song Weichen, it actually raised a paw to say hello.

"Aloha! Weiwei-sama, I am your personal phantom! Thank you for making me so cute!"

……

"Wait a minute, what the hell are you?"

"I am your phantom spirit, the phantom spirit fetus is me, I am the phantom spirit fetus~" The little fat guinea pig stretched out its paws and made a "V" sign, and his middle school student level was comparable to that of its "mother" Miss Song Weichen.

……

Haha, Song Weichen's mouth twitched again and again, luckily it was just a dream.

The dirty words are on the tip of my tongue...

What kind of ghost is this? Other people's ghosts are often mythical beasts, and they look like they have the power to destroy the world! Look at Mo Tingfeng, does he have a golden dragon? And it glows!

What the hell is this? She looks like a coward, that’s all! What’s with the electric scooter? What’s with the fake Pikachu jumping on the handlebars? Is this really that ridiculous?
I mean, can you at least change your appearance to be more reliable, Brother Huanling? Won't there be copyright issues if you do this? !

Outrageous!

It turns out that humans can never imagine things beyond their own cognition!