My Girl and Tenderness

Aunt Hong didn't know why he said that, but she still carefully checked her body and mind, and then replied -

"Although I didn't sleep well yesterday, I'm very awake. What's wrong?"

"What's wrong... Cultivating immortals is too unscientific!"

"..."

Aunt Hong finally discovered the problem. It seemed that Qin Kong had never come into contact with mysterious things. She didn't expect this.

She smiled and said -

"So that's the problem... Well, I know. I'll let you take a look."

Compared to more words, it is more convincing to demonstrate it directly. Aunt Hong glanced at the method above, and after a little thought, her white fingers began to form seals in the air.

"First, Ray."

Pili!

A purple lightning suddenly appeared and swirled in her fair palm. Qin Kong's eyes widened, with an expression of shattered worldview.

zizi.

The electrical appliances around him made terrible noises, and the TV was clearly turned off, but it flashed white. Qin Kong felt the hairs on his body stand up due to static electricity, and he was shocked.

Snapped.

Aunt Hong retracted her palm, and the purple lightning was shattered by her. Then she formed a seal again and said -

“And then there’s the wind.”

Huhu——!

A strong wind suddenly blew in the room, but under her guidance it did not cause any damage, it just made Qin Kong feel the power.

The closer it got to the slender palm, the stronger the airflow became, and a small whirlwind gathered faintly, suppressing the terrifying kinetic energy.

Qin Kong was completely dumbfounded.

Who am I? Where am I? Am I still asleep?

Aunt Hong crushed the Dao Fa in her hand once again, and then wanted to seal it again, and said -

"Then the next thing is fire..."

"and many more!"

Qin Kong hurriedly grabbed her arm, shook his head like a rattle, and said -

"No, no, no, I already know that this world has mysteries. No need to demonstrate it again."

His three views had been crushed to pieces by Aunt Hong in the most thorough way. How could he not acknowledge the reality before his eyes?

With sweat on his forehead, he looked at the yellow paper in her hand and said:

"Immortal techniques exist, so does that mean immortals also exist?"

"exist."

Aunt Hong nodded. She had fought with an immortal before.

After the initial shock, Qin Kong took a few bites of rice noodle rolls to catch his breath, then his eyes became a little excited and he asked -

"Can I practice this magic?"

Which boy doesn’t have the romance of cultivating immortals? How cool it would be to practice immortal techniques.

16. Sword Immortal's Method

Seeing the expectation in Qin Kong's eyes, Aunt Hong frowned slightly. She glanced at the yellow paper in her hand, shook her head gently, and said to him -

"No."

"what……"

Qin Kong couldn't help but feel a little regretful, he lowered his head and sighed, and said -

"Is it really because I have no talent?"

This is inevitable. After all, he is not the protagonist of a TV series or novel. He is just an ordinary person...

Seeing his lost look, Aunt Hong quickly smiled and patted his hand, saying -

"No, it's not like that. How could you not have talent? Even if you don't, I can still give you the throne if you want."

throne?

Qin Kong tilted his head. Could Aunt Hong really be the queen of some place?

Aunt Hong wrapped her hands around his palms and said:

"I just think that this method is too... primitive. It's a waste for you to practice this, sir. I have a better method here."

"Ah? So that's how it is?"

Qin Kong understood that Aunt Hong actually wanted to give him something better, not that he had no talent. This method did not seem to be in her eyes, and she was already very euphemistic. Qin Kong felt that she might want to say "rubbish" directly.

"Well, come to think of it."

He came back to his senses from his longing for the immortal law, and his IQ regained its upper hand, and he said -

"The skills written directly on the admission letter should be ordinary common ones. The real peerless skills are hidden in more hidden places. Only core disciples can practice them. This should be the case."

But the strange thing is, why does Aunt Hong know so much about this? She can use the magic after just reading it once. Is this a normal thing?

Aunt Hong looked at him curiously and said with a smile -

"I've actually been exposed to a lot of these things in my hometown. There, all kinds of methods are well-known things, not as mysterious as here."

"That's it."

Maybe it’s the same principle as specialties, rare and precious in some places, but very common in some places?

Aunt Hong rubbed her fingers together, looked sideways at the ceiling, and muttered:

"If we talk about the best immortal technique... it turns out that the sword immortal lineage is better."

"Sword Immortal?"

Qin Kong's eyes lit up, and the handsome image of flying with a sword appeared in his mind. He asked -

"Is it the kind that involves flying swords in battle?"

"Even though that's the case, I still feel that... those guys only carry swords because they look cool. They are all a bunch of people who cultivate their bodies and minds. It doesn't matter whether they hold a sword or a branch."

Aunt Hong shook her head gently and said jokingly:

"In the end, taking a sword and naming it after it has a bit of the meaning of 'the law of our ancestors' being immutable. In fact, it has nothing to do with the sword at all. Just cultivate yourself, and all external things are meaningless."

"...Practicing Qi instead of sword?"

Qin Kong couldn't help but complain, he always felt a sense of déjà vu somewhere. But he was a very down-to-earth person, and said -

"As long as it works, that's fine, right?"

"That must be useful. It's very powerful."

Aunt Hong's fingertips glowed slightly, she blinked at him and said -

"Are you ready, sir?"

"what?"

"I will pass on the sword immortal's method to you."

"Um, what should I do?"

Qin Kong was a little confused, and the owl standing on his shoulder listened to their conversation.

When he heard that Aunt Hong disliked the law on the notice and wanted to teach Qin Kong herself, Zhihui's eyes became even more stupid. He looked at Aunt Hong, slowly got off him, and walked aside obediently.

An expression as if one had heard something that one shouldn't have heard.

Aunt Hong glanced at it, her eyes narrowed slightly, then looked back at Qin Kong and said softly -

"Just relax, it's okay."

As she spoke, she gently touched his forehead with her fingertips, and Qin Kong's eyes widened.

call--!

It was as if all of his consciousness was pointed out by Aunt Hong, and he instantly fell into the boundless universe. Looking at the stars in the sky around him, he felt indescribably shocked.

Countless starlight flows in different directions, but many avenues come from the same source.

Mysterious and wonderful beyond words.

……

When Qin Kong was in the midst of his first enlightenment, Aunt Hong was finally able to free up her hands to deal with a greedy little fellow who had sneaked in for so long.

There was a danger in her eyes as she slowly looked towards the "owl".

"Gu, gu, gu..."

It huddled in a corner in fear, its wings spread out and trembling.

"…If you want to deliver the letter, then deliver it. Why are you staying here to investigate? Hmm?"

Aunt Hong squatted down, holding her white knees, and poked its neck with her fingers while talking.

It didn't dare to move at all, for fear that the other party would poke a hole in its neck with one finger. It began to regret why it was so greedy and couldn't resist the temptation to walk into this house to eat for free.

Now it's over, all over. I'm really going to be stewed by this horrible woman.

"Woooooooo..."

An owl actually whimpered out of fear. If Qin Kong saw it, he would definitely find it strange, after all, he had never seen an owl so scared that it cried.

Aunt Hong saw that the intimidation was almost over, and suddenly she laughed again, touched its head, and said -

"How about this, I think the master likes you very much, so why don't you just stay? It's not easy to beg for food outside, so if you find a good family to take you in, you should seize the opportunity, don't you think?"

"Gu, Gu Gu..."

Just when Owl was in despair, Qin Kong's consciousness suddenly came back from the starry sky. He stared blankly at everything at home, and finally set his sights on Aunt Hong and Owl, and said - "Aunt Hong? What are you doing?"

"Gugugugu.ˇ㈨.肆∝‖崚㈣∪▲⑶,％⑤⒍⒋刺※※恢４折％代±【購→：!"

The owl seemed to have seen a savior, and its little claws clattered as it ran on the ground. If you didn't know, you would have thought it was a chicken. It climbed up by grabbing his trouser legs and clothes, and finally climbed up behind him.

"What's wrong? You're so clingy all of a sudden."

Qin Kong blinked, reached behind and grabbed it out.

Aunt Hong smiled and said——

"I thought it was interesting, so I just teased it a little."

"Right? Aunt Hong, you think it's cute too, right?"

He smiled and stroked its feathers, watching it peck at his hand affectionately, and said:

"Don't bite me, please. Do you still want to eat? Let me see what's in the refrigerator..."

Qin Kong always behaves like this when raising pets. He cannot control his desire to feed them. He wants to see the little animals eat happily, so he always raises his pets to look like pigs.

He has reflected on himself, but it is difficult for him to change.

I opened the refrigerator and found that most of the leftover ingredients for cooking had been eaten, leaving only some spiritual fruits brought by Aunt Hong.

"Cuckoo!?"

The owl's wise eyes suddenly widened and it wanted to jump into the refrigerator.

"what?"

Qin Kong quickly grabbed it, took out a spiritual fruit, tilted his head, and said -

"You want to eat this?"

"Goo!"

Even though he couldn't speak human language, Qin Kong could still feel a sense of urgency.

17. I will raise you. Be my pet.

"Hey, wait, don't grab it."