Chapter 8 Something is wrong with her Dantian

Qin Shu's head was full of questions, what's going on? Where did her colorful aura go? !

Or is it that the scene last night was actually just the right time, place, and people, a rare occurrence in a hundred years, and what happened today is her true qualification?

Thinking back to what was said in the original work, it took eight years for the original body to reach the third level of Qi training, and Qin Shu's heart suddenly went cold.

She closed her eyes again, breathed quietly, and circulated her spiritual energy for a long time. Looking at the distinct three-color spiritual energy in her Dantian, she suddenly didn't understand.

Why is her Dantian normal again? What happened to the purple aura that I cultivated yesterday?

Her heart was like a mess, she didn't understand anything, but there was no master who could guide her.

In Xuantian Sect, only by entering the inner sect can one worship the elders of each peak. Most of the outer sect disciples are here to make up the numbers, and no one can answer their questions at any time.

Ordinarily, if they have any questions, they can wait until they go to the Chuan Gong Hall to ask them, and the senior brothers and sisters at the Chuan Gong Hall will also help them answer them.

But Qin Shu obviously went to the wrong place. There was no one in Chuan Gong Hall, and she couldn't figure out the situation.

Qin Shu's face was solemn, and she carefully observed the remaining purple aura in her Dantian.

When she looked at it, she realized that her purple aura, which had been settled in a corner, was now restless. It was swallowing up the red fire aura closest to it bit by bit.

Qin Shu watched it gradually grow, and then watched it swallow up all the spiritual energy in the Dantian, and finally condensed into a ball of purple spiritual energy the size of a peanut.

Qin Shu was silent, and a sense of crisis suddenly emerged in her heart.

According to this efficiency, when will she be able to practice to build a foundation?

Originally, Qin Shu said she wanted to go out and see what this fairy mountain was like, but now she was not in the mood to do so.

As the old saying goes, haste makes waste, but as the old saying goes, the stupid bird flies first.

Looking at her current qualifications, I'm afraid she will have to keep flying.

Qin Shu has been sitting cross-legged and meditating. It takes about two-quarters of an hour to rotate the Great Zhoutian, and the movement of one Great Zhoutian is less than the size of a peanut.

There are eight quarters of an hour and twelve hours in a day.

In other words, if she doesn't eat, drink or sleep, and meditates all day long, she can harvest a total of forty-eight peanuts...

Qin Shu repeatedly wandered on the verge of irritability, and finally gradually accepted her fate.

Meditating in the world of immortality can completely replace sleeping. At worst, she won't sleep anymore! She practiced for four more hours every day than her original self. Her cultivation level should be above the sixth level of Qi training.

When she reaches the third level of Qi training, she can take on missions and go out to practice. If she encounters some situations at that time, it is not impossible to build a foundation.

When the sun set and her stomach growled, Qin Shu realized that it was getting late and it was time to eat again.

She walked along the morning route to the canteen. The door of the canteen was closed long ago.

Qin Shu touched her hungry belly and sighed. She could only go to the west mountain to look for the golden rainbow fruit tree.

When she came today, she also moved two stones, thinking of placing them under her feet to see if they could reach them.

However, she finally picked a fruit, and a cold voice sounded behind her, "It turns out someone really stole my fruit."

The voice was so familiar that Qin Shu could not forget it even in her dreams. She froze in place.

"Why don't you come down quickly?" The other party added after seeing her standing still.

Qin Shu jumped down from the stone dejectedly, turned around and saw the man's face clearly.

The man is wearing a white gown, with a black jade waist badge hanging around his waist that symbolizes his identity as an inner disciple of the Xuantian Sect. He has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and black hair reaching his waist. As soon as the evening breeze hits, my hair dances, as if I can ride the wind back at any time.

Just looking at his appearance, he is quite capable of fooling people. No wonder the original person was fascinated by him at a young age. If the original person had escaped from the demon clan and met someone other than her senior brother, she probably would not have fallen into the hands of the heroine Qin Mian in the end.

"Senior brother." Qin Shu bowed respectfully, holding a golden rainbow fruit in her hand.

Cheng Yan raised his eyebrows when he heard Qin Shu's title, "Which peak are you a disciple of?"

Qin Shu did not dare to raise her head, and kept her eyes on her toes. She responded obediently: "I am not an elder, I am just an outer disciple of the Dan Sect."

Cheng Yan understood. He raised his chin slightly and glanced at Qin Shu with a stern look, "How dare a mere outer disciple touch my golden rainbow pomegranate? Who gave you the courage?!"

Qin Shu pursed her lips. The villain in her heart who wrote the word "Wenchi" was about to be cut into pieces by her! She really wanted to trick her to death. She didn't believe that Wen Chi didn't know that this fruit tree belonged to her senior brother, so why did she have to pick it? !

"Disciple doesn't..."

Just as she was about to speak, another voice came over again, "Me."

Qin Shu was stunned, turned her head and saw a green figure on the osmanthus tree next to her.

Wen Chi looked at Cheng Yan condescendingly and said with a smile: "Elder brother, I asked this young disciple to pick the fruit."

Qin Shu looked at Wen Chi who suddenly appeared. Although she was a little grateful that he stood up to attract fire for her at this time, but looking at his smiling face, she felt that these two people were a bit difficult to deal with.

No wonder she was asked to pick fruits, it turned out that she was being taken advantage of.

Qin Shu glared at Wen Chi fiercely, which was also caught by him. Wen Chi's eyes moved to Qin Shu again, "You kid, why are you glaring at me? The fruit has gone into your stomach. Could it be that it's senior brother?" Isn’t the carefully grown golden pomegranate delicious?”

Qin Shu pursed her lips and said nothing, but Cheng Yan frowned and said, "Since Wen Chi asked you to come, let's drop this matter. No unauthorized entry is allowed here in the future!"

With these words behind him, he flicked his sleeves and disappeared.

Wen Chi clicked his tongue twice, "It's really cruel..."

As he spoke, he jumped down from the tree, glanced at Qin Shu, who took a long time to pick a fruit, and laughed.

"It's just such a fruit. It scares the children. It's really not worth it to spend so much time training in vain."

As he spoke, he closed the folding fan in his hand, tapped the tree twice, and the four fruits fell into Qin Shu's arms, "Take them back and eat them."

Qin Shu didn't know whether to accept it for a while, but Wen Chi said again: "Look, you have introduced the spirit into your body now, and you are also a good seedling. It's a pity that people are stupid and don't know how to use the spiritual energy. If you had learned how to retrieve objects from a distance earlier, you wouldn’t have been caught by Senior Brother today.”

Qin Shu was still a little angry when he said she was stupid, but when she heard the next sentence, she was stunned.

Right? She can pick it with spiritual energy!

It's just that the influence of the past eighteen years has been so deep-rooted on her that she couldn't even think of taking such a shortcut.

Wen Chi looked at her dumbfounded look with satisfaction and laughed. Finally, he warned her again, "Don't ever set foot here again. If senior brother gets angry, it's not something you, a young disciple, can handle." ”

When he said the last sentence, he frowned slightly and his expression gradually became serious.