Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 99
On the day after the three of Hu Nuan left in Fangshi, Hu Qing was accompanied by the leftovers. After such a big yard was full of excitement, it suddenly calmed down. Even Hu Huahua was not used to it. She moaned innocently and seemed to be asking her why she didn’t have children to accompany her. he play?
Hu Qing said: "Buy a little bitch to play with you?"

Hu Huahua turned her head away and didn't look at her. Sooner or later, I will let you, let you know who I am.

After tidying up all the places, she also replaced the dirty water in the pool with clean ones, and Hu Qing took out a rag from the drawer to soak in plant ash for washing.

I didn't have time in the morning, so I stuffed it in the bedside drawer, huh?She shouldn't have poured out the bath water, since such a big pool of water should be able to wash it clean no matter what.

Silk cloth: Bath water?Foot bath?This is the only treatment for me?
There was enough plant ash, Hu Qingzai carefully rubbed the rags in the plaster, she washed it, Hu Nuan washed it, she couldn't count the number of times, and she didn't know when she would be able to wash it thoroughly.

After changing the water three times before rinsing it clean, Hu Qing unfolded the torn silk cloth in a daze.

Five small white dots, two light gold dots, and three small red dots.

This is not the point.

The point is, the rags are finally washed clean, and the dirt on it is gone, but the background color—let’s say it’s dark, is a bit.To put it bluntly, a little bit.Say yellow, like.Say green, too.It also has something to do with red, blue and purple.

"Well, this is the true nature of the vicissitudes of life." Hu Qing forced himself to be arrogant, after all, it is his own thing, and it must be good if it is not good.

Silk cloth: I thank you for being so reluctant. Sooner or later, I will blind you.

Hu Qing poked the dots with her little finger: "Interesting, the white dots washed out by my baby, I wash out red and gold ones. Little thing, you are not a spiritual disk, are you?"

Silk cloth: What a fart the spirit test is, I am now in the dragon's sleepy shoal!Woohoo, I was forced to drink pus and blood, a humiliation I've never experienced before!

There was a twinkle in Hu Qing's eyes, no matter how you looked at that light, it had no good intentions.In the next second, she lit a fire to burn wood, and when the fire was hot, she threw the rags into it.

Silk cloth: Ge Laozi——

Waiting for a few rough firewood to burn out, the rags did not burn a thread.

Hu Qing laughed loudly: "My old lady will know that she has found a treasure. Tomorrow, throw it into the iron furnace and burn it again."

Silk cloth: sooner or later—

Hu Qing wrapped the rags around his left wrist a few times and fastened them tightly, then hugged Hu Huahua: "Huahua, Huahua, do you think it's because I'm one or two too low that I can't see that I'm a monk? Half way robbery The one on it is, and so are the two children. Wait—hey, it seems that Jiang Guanshi didn’t notice it either. How low is the first level of Qi Refining?”

Hu Qing is not very sure.She can distinguish between mortals and monks because they are so different in spirit. No matter how poor a monk is, he has more confidence in life than ordinary people, and no matter how rich the mortals are in the mortal area, they are not consciously short of energy.

It's just that she can recognize the monks, but she can't tell whether they are high or low. Naturally, she doesn't know whether she can recognize the monks at the first level of refining Qi.Maybe, because his cultivation base is too low, he is no different from ordinary people, so everyone can't see it?

She thought, does it take someone with a foundation or a higher level of cultivation to find out that he is a monk?Can the water heart work?What is Guanshi Jiang's cultivation?

I don't understand.

However, she is very sure that she can cultivate, because she can't explain the cultivation methods of Chao Huazong that Hu Nuan said, and she can't remember them all, and she doesn't understand them thoroughly, so she dare not practice.She subconsciously despised the Changchun formula obtained from the robbers.Fortunately, the entraining qi formula that Shui Xin taught her seems to be very good, and it works smoothly when forging iron, she thinks it is quite good.

Shui Xin: You just think it's a good way of thinking in Buddhism?I thank you ha.

After completing the hospitality task, I got to know two high-quality young boys, and Hu Qing went to the blacksmith shop with a happy face.

"Tiesheng, let's see how much my sister has cultivated?"

Tiesheng is not a humorous person, but he was also amused by her humorous words: "Sister Hu, don't joke with me. I am the second level of Qi refining, and I can tell even those who are lower than me."

Hu whispered quietly: "I'm on the fourth floor?"

Tie Sheng couldn't help laughing: "Sister Hu, are you still awake from some dream? You are a mortal."

Hu Qing was silent again: "Tiesheng, how old are you?"

Tie Sheng said, "Twenty-five."

Hu light disrespect, so you look young.But twenty-five is only on the second level of Qi Refining. Hey, I forgot to ask the kids about their cultivation levels.

She said, "Am I really just mortal?"

Tie Sheng nodded heavily: "Sister Hu, the cultivator has spiritual power, we can see it."

Hu Qing sighed in disappointment: "I became a monk last night, is it really a dream?"

Tie Sheng couldn't help laughing: "Sister Hu, don't think too much about it. Being a monk is not very good, it's just as enjoyable for us ordinary people to live a good life."

Hu Qingting was a little surprised when he classified himself as a commoner: "You are a monk."

"What kind of cultivator am I?" Tie Sheng laughed at himself: "It's better not to be as poor as my miscellaneous spiritual root aptitude. I may not be able to reach the sixth level of Qi refining in my life. Foundation building? Let alone think about it. Master told me earlier, be honest If you work hard, at least you can support yourself."

There was no longing for cultivation in his eyes, and he didn't know whether it was numbness or he really didn't care: "I practice only to have a good body."

Hu smiled lightly, and said: "There are as many ordinary people as cow hair, and they live a good life. The grass and trees only have one autumn, and ordinary people live for dozens of years. There is meaning in life, not longevity."

Tie Sheng smiled: "Sister Hu, don't comfort me. I am an outcast, and it is a great fortune to be picked up by the master and survive. You are still dreaming of becoming a monk."

Hu Qing also laughed at himself: "Why don't I want to? My daughter is a monk, so why don't I want to live a few more years?"

This time it was Tie Sheng's silence, he moved the tools on the table unconsciously: "If my future children have spiritual roots, I will use all my strength to support them."

Hu Qing raised her eyebrows: "What? Someone promised you a kiss?"

Tie Sheng blushed, "Yes."

Hu Qing became happy: "Oh, that's great, then you should prepare well, but you have to take care of her. If you are a good girl, marry her and treat her well."

Tie Sheng let out a simple and honest hey.

The next day was a blind date, Hu Qing was so busy chattering like her own mother, she dressed Tie Sheng up as a flower, and specially bought him a sachet to hang around her waist, and when he came back, she froze with iron to type out The wedding march.

Sweet love is always a pleasure.

In the evening, when Tiesheng came back, seeing his flushed face and the corners of his mouth and brows that couldn't be drawn down, Hu Qing knew it was over.

She clapped her hands excitedly: "When you get married, my sister will make the noodles for you with her own hands."

Tie Sheng blushed: "No, no need, Hu, sister Hu—"

He hesitated, couldn't make a sentence, and glanced at her randomly, but didn't look at her.

Hu Qing calmed down slowly, with a flat smile: "Is there something wrong with me?"

It suddenly occurred to her that she was a widow. This status was enough to avoid any happy event in ancient times.

If this is the case, you just don't want to join in the fun.

(End of this chapter)