Cute little jade rabbit: the fox king wants to hug

Chapter 211 Is it related to the blood between the eyebrows?
Early the next morning.

When the first ray of sunlight passed through the clouds and hit the top of Thirteen Peaks, Yiqing Daochang came.

Looking at the milk sheep lying on the ground with a look of lovelessness, the corners of his eyes twitched.

"Moanu, what happened to you?"

Mo Anu covered his mouth with his hands, yawned, walked out of the cabin with teary eyes, looked up at the face that he couldn't see clearly, and rolled his eyes.

"milking."

She stood up straight and looked down at the milk goat, knelt down to comfort her and said, "You said you should cooperate, that's good, this time it's good, you feed me with milk, I still can't drink milk. You had vegetables to eat last night, I'm hungry One night.

Tell me, who is more unlucky? "

Daoist Yiqing looked at her and the milk goat chattering and shook his head, and said to her: "From today on, you will sit on this peak and meditate at sunrise to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

Mo Anu looked up puzzled: "And then?"

"Until the spiritual energy in the body reaches every blood vessel, then proceed to the next step."

She nodded, stood up, turned and entered the cabin.

Daoist Yiqing was stunned, and stopped him: "Mo Anu, do not enter the house for meditation."

"Find a mat!"

She pulled out the reed mat with great effort, put it on the ground, and sat up in meditation.

Sit cross-legged, put your hands lightly on your knees, close your eyes, and breathe out.

All the disturbing thoughts in my heart were discarded.

It was as if she was in the misty white chaos, and she was the only one in the world.

Slowly looking inside, Moanu felt the heaven and the earth in the chaos, and the hair-thin aura slowly surged up, and she tried to smooth it together with her thoughts, but no matter how hard she tried , that hair-like aura still surrounds her, not approaching her.

Yiqing Daochang looked at the fine sweat gradually soaking from her forehead, and frowned slightly.

Unexpectedly, her spirit veins were sealed, and the aura of heaven and earth could not come out.

This body is like a river channel blocked by sand and stones. The more she resists, the more her spiritual veins will be blocked.

"Tune your breath and feel the touch, not the grasp."

He frowned slightly, and said softly.

The center of Mo Anu's eyebrows gradually stretched, and the blood red spot on the center of the eyebrows was alluring.

In the misty white chaos, she slowly stretched out her hands, closed her eyes, felt the silky aura, spread her five fingers, and placed herself in the void, feeling the silky aura passing through her fingers, And she is like gliding in the wind.

He lightly raised his eyebrows, took two steps back and carefully looked at Mo Anu who was meditating on the reed mat.

I saw her with her eyes closed, her hands on her knees, and sitting on it, but looking carefully, she had gradually left the reed mat, and her body was slowly rising into the air.

Although it is only one punch high or low, but for this person whose spiritual veins are blocked like a sealed stone, this is already the only one in the world.

He looked at the coquettish red spot between her eyebrows, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

In this void, Mo Anu slowly felt the aura slipping through between his fingers, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and his hands slowly lifted up. When he wanted to feel it again, suddenly the center of his eyebrows burned violently!
That stinging, hot, familiar feeling struck again!
Daoist Yiqing saw her complexion suddenly changed, and her complexion was instantly pale. With a frightening heat radiating from the center of her brows, her rising body suddenly fell down. Mo Anu stopped and fell to sit on the reed. on the mat.

She opened her eyes abruptly, her black and white eyes were full of puzzlement, and she looked at Daoist Yi Qing in doubt: "Is the lack of spiritual veins related to the blood between the eyebrows?"

She raised her hand and asked earnestly, pointing to the center of her brow.

(End of this chapter)