I'm really not a magician

When I came to the garden, I set the alarm clock.

Staring at the three tricolor flowers, except the one just picked, there are eight flower buds on it.

One of the eight buds is in bud.

I sat down and began to feel the comfort of these three plants.

The skill in soul determination is not a common skill. It is completely different from the breathing and breathing order taught me by my grandfather when I was a child, and it can even be said to be reversed.

However, no matter how it is reversed, it is also a process of running around the clock. Tracing back to the source, the principle is still the same.

There are pithy formulas in the skill. These pithy formulas need to be recited silently during the operation of the skill to assist the operation of the week.

"Cunhun mud pill, Dantian energy rises, where the soul comes, the energy also goes. When it is prosperous, it is collected, when it is damaged, it is replenished, when it is scattered, it is gathered, when it is combined, and the soul energy is also..."

While I silently recited the formula of the skill, I adjusted my breathing and breathing, guided my attention, controlled my virtual energy, walked around the whole body according to the exercise chart, and completed the movement of the first small week.

There were not many accidents. Although the operation was slow in the first small week, it was smooth. It took half an hour.

It was difficult at the beginning when I finished. I became much more proficient in the operation of the second Sunday, and the time was shortened by half.

Soon, I entered the selfless cycle.

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Four hours later, the alarm clock rang, my mind was interrupted, and the operation of a Sunday that was about to be completed was forcibly stopped.

The wandering energy in the body suddenly lost its guidance and began to run around.

"Poof!" my blood spurted out and landed on the tricolor flower in the middle, finally suppressing the internal energy.

I took a big breath. I didn't expect to be interrupted during the week. The consequences were so serious.

It's no wonder that many elders choose to shut down when practicing, because it's really easy to get possessed when they are suddenly interrupted after their skill level is high.

I stood up and felt my own situation. An unprecedented sense of comfort spread all over my body.

I seem to have started, and my strength has increased.

In addition to joy, I also feel some regret. It turns out that the so-called truth cultivation is just repeating the operation of Zhou Tian over and over again, which is more boring than doing homework.

I was just about to pick dew when I was stunned. All the pepper trees and vegetables in the vegetable garden had withered.

The three tricolor flowers were not affected at all, and the one in bud also bloomed a little again.

"Is it Reiki?" I whispered.

I remember when I was a child, my grandfather told me ancient fairy stories. The reason why those immortals were so powerful was that they had aura to assist in cultivation.

But later, in the end of the law, Reiki suddenly disappeared. There was no Reiki on the earth, and there was no theory of becoming an immortal anymore.

Although you can still practice, practitioners usually practice by relying on the medicinal power and the thin and turbid aura of some extremely blessed places.

Or rely on continuous physical training to assist the operation of the week, so as to constantly break through the physical limit.

"No?"

I turned my head and looked at the three tricolor flowers. Could they be precious because they can produce aura?

Isn't that amazing?

But what are those smells that make me feel very comfortable?

How could all the plants around us be killed by these hours of meditation?

A series of questions came up, but I had no time to think. Now I had to pick up dew.

At this time, it was daybreak. I watched the fire once and Zheng Kangkang again. Everything was fine.

Picked up a big bowl, I came to the back mountain and began to collect dew.

As Zhao Shuixian said, there is heavy fog in the morning, accompanied by heavy dew, so the process of collecting dew is very easy.

But in less than an hour, I brought back a bowl full of dew.

Pour the dew into the pot, I turn on the fire and start stewing.

"Lao Qin, is the medicine good?" Zheng Kangkang's voice suddenly came from the door.

I covered the pot and said, "half an hour is enough firepower."

Then I turned and looked at Zheng Kangkang at the door, which immediately startled me.

Zheng Kangkang's eyes were red, his face was blue, and there were faint white fluff exuding from the surface of the skin.

His expression was extremely ugly, like a drug addict, constantly scratching his skin.

"What are you looking at?" Zheng Kangkang asked suspiciously, his hands moving faster and faster.

"You feel bad?" I asked with a frown.

Zheng Kangkang nodded and said, "it's very uncomfortable. The body itches very much. It itches into the bone marrow, but it can't be scratched."

"Hold on, you exercised violently twice last night. Maybe the demon poison spread too much. Go back to your room and lie down first." I said and turned the fire to the maximum.

Zheng Kangkang looked at his arm and asked, "Lao Qin, what kind of demon poison do you think I have?"

"Didn't your daughter-in-law say the poison of Lich?"

"No, I'm asking what animal."

"It must be a wild boar?" I said with a smile.

"Fart! This hair is obviously not a wild boar, and the mane of a wild boar is hard." Zheng Kangkang argued cunningly, scratching more violently.

Zheng Kangkang is also pathetic. First he was poisoned by the corpse, and now he was poisoned by the demon. One by one, he felt worse.

"The pig cub's hair is very soft, but the white hair is fluffy. It may also be foxes, minks and so on."

"It can't be that small. Do you think it's a little white dragon?" Zheng Kangkang smiled.

I waved my hand and said, "bullshit, there is no dragon. At most, it is a white ape."

The reason why I say this is because I feel that Zheng Kangkang's face seems to have begun to change and is changing in the direction of pointed monkeys' cheeks.

"Impossible."

"You can pee yourself," I said.

Without saying a word, Zheng Kangkang untied his pants and was ready to execute.

"Look in the mirror, you're really going to pee in the kitchen?" I said silently.

Zheng Kangkang nodded: "yes, it's hasty."

With that, Zheng Kangkang bent down and ran to the room.

I'm afraid I'm going to give up walking upright.

I turned to look at the medicine and was rolling desperately.

Don't worry about Zheng Kangkang. I decided to have a look.

As soon as I got out of the kitchen, I saw Zheng Kangkang rush out of the room. His eyes also turned blue. His two eyes looked very cautious.

In the nasal cavity, there was a "hum" sound, which really sounded like the cry of a pig.

He saw me for the first time, and then rushed directly at me. His mouth was big and his face was completely deformed.

"Kangkang!" I hurried to meet him, raised my hand and pressed his forehead.

Look at this guy's posture. He seems to want to bite me.

"Roar ~ ~" Zheng Kangkang continued, his mouth opening and closing towards me.

"Zheng Kangkang!" I roared. His consciousness suddenly woke up a lot, and the cyan in his eyes disappeared.

"Lao Qin, i... I feel I can't stand it." Zheng Kangkang's eyes are a little lax and his expression is very helpless.

"If you can't hold it, hold it!" Zhao Shuixian's voice came from outside the yard. As she said it, she ran in.

"Daughter in law ~" Zheng Kangkang showed an extremely ugly smile.

"Yihun, you get him into the room. If you can't, knock him out. I'll see the medicine, nerd. You can hold on for another five minutes." Zhao Shuixian said and went into the kitchen and opened the lid of the pot.

"Kangkang, let's go to the room first." I said quietly and forced him to the room.

Zheng Kangkang looked at the kitchen reluctantly. There was his favorite woman in it.

Zheng Kangkang fell into a free state after lying down. His eyes were very lax and his body was shaking constantly.

"Lao Qin, i... i... thank... Thank you." Zheng Kangkang said weakly.

"Why do you say this? It'll be fine soon. Don't be afraid." I quickly comforted.

Zheng Kangkang smiled bitterly and said, "I know my own body. I'm going to die. When I change, you must kill me yourself."

"What the fuck are you talking about!" I yelled, raised my hand and hit the knife on the back of his neck.

This time, I didn't stun him.

"It's useless. The exercise was too intense last night. Now the demon poison has attacked my heart. The acupoints on my body have long been displaced. Can you call my daughter-in-law and let me see her again?" Zheng Kangkang said.

"Zhao Shuixian! Is the medicine ready!" I hurried to the kitchen door.

"Fast, one minute!" Zhao Shuixian's voice came. She was preparing to put the ginseng soup into a bowl.

I quickly picked it up: "I'll come, you go and see Zheng Kangkang."

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