Tang Wen was in a sea of consciousness.
Thirty-one hieroglyphics flashed steadily.
It is obviously black and gray in color, but it emits dark blue and light blue light.
Mental energy is strong and sufficient.
He began to outline the thirty-second hieroglyph.
One stroke at a time, one stroke at a time.
It’s done.
He felt happy, and his spirit fluctuated slightly.
Like a dragonfly flying over in the summer evening, it accidentally broke the soap bubbles blown by the children in the square.
The thirty-second hieroglyph was broken.
Gan!
Cursed secretly.
Take deep breaths to calm down.
He tried again.
The thirty-second hieroglyphics were steadily outlined.
This time, he felt neither sadness nor joy.
Finally, the thirty-second hieroglyph stabilized.
Although, it is as fragile as a newborn baby.
Exit【Spiritual Meditation】
Tang Wen remembered that Bai Youruo said that the spiritual meditation method is relatively simple at the beginning, but becomes more difficult the further it goes.
Until now, Tang Wen had not taken it seriously.
Until recently, the thirty-second number was sketched.
Only then did he truly feel how difficult it was.
It can be said that the difficulty of sketching it is greater than sketching the first thirty-one together.
Hug [Azure Slate]
In the sea of consciousness, the twelve hieroglyphs turned black.
The way they flash in an orderly manner is calm and powerful.
[It is detected that the mental lake is connected, should it start absorbing]
Tang Wen thought for a while, and nine more light gray hieroglyphs appeared in the sea of consciousness.
This color, at first glance, does not contain much spiritual power.
He secretly calculated that he still had the right to use the [Azure Slate] for a total of eight days.
Why not be bolder and squeeze the slate harder.
To put it bluntly, his mentality was like that of a strong man having an affair and meeting a very plump wife.
After all, she’s not my wife!
What are you feeling distressed about?
Use eighteen kinds of martial arts to do just one word!
[Azure Slate] If he had consciousness, he would probably grow legs and run away right now.
After making up his mind, Tang Wen suddenly remembered something.
Exit the practice state and open the door.
He shouted upwards and called Liang Yu and the housekeeper down together.
Standing in the training room,
Liang Yu's eyes showed excitement about trying.
The housekeeper's eyes were also filled with longing.
Tang Wen glanced at the two of them, raised the blue slate in his hand and said:
"Time is precious, and I don't practice all the time. Do you two know the spiritual meditation method?"
The two women were stunned for a moment, then understood and were shocked: Can it still be done like this? !
Wait for the two women to nod.
Tang Wen said with a smile: "Okay, let the three of us use it together. Of course, I still have to be the leader. We take turns. When people are idle, the slate cannot be idle!"
"Young Master is wise! Why couldn't I think of this method?" Liang Yu's eyes were full of admiration.
"Whatever the master says, the slave will do it!" The female housekeeper looked like Tang Wen in her eyes.
Liang Yu looked at her: It seems that I lost? Was my boast too explicit?
The housekeeper smiled back at her and raised her chin slightly.
Liang Yu narrowed his eyes: Ha! A woman vying for favor.
"Your training methods may be different from mine. Figure it out for yourself. Don't imitate me."
After explaining, Tang Wen ignored them, turned around and lay down on the mat skillfully,
A housekeeper who has never been married and has never had a man: The young master looks so handsome when sleeping and looks good in every move he makes.
Liang Yu was thoughtful: I heard that the young master also raised several women in the yard outside. Well, does he like this posture?
It's a pity that Tang Wen's mind is not on them, and he can't read minds.
Otherwise, I have to give Liang Yu a big score!
As expected of a wife, she really knows better... a hammer.
The two women did not dare to disturb them. They walked quietly to the door, closed the door, and waited for Tang Wen to call. Even their breathing slowed down.
Inside the door, Tang Wen established a link between the sea of consciousness and the lake of spiritual power.
Under the squeeze of the blue bubbles, the twenty-one hieroglyphs began to break one by one.
Fortunately, after three pieces were broken, it stopped.
The spiritual text is stable at eighteen.
That is, there are six light-colored hieroglyphs that together receive spiritual power.
Efficiency has doubled compared to before.
Gray text flashes.
When Tang Wen woke up, his eyes were as bright as fire again.
He used his mental power to open the door and threw the slate into Liang Yu's arms: "Bring it back in three hours."
Without waiting for Liang Yu to answer, the door slammed shut again.
Outside the door, Liang Yu was overjoyed and shook the slate in his arms at the housekeeper: I won!
The housekeeper couldn't help but snorted, and her face became darker as she watched the other party's light flickering.
Her lamp is brighter than mine!
Liang Yu felt even happier: I won twice! Are you angry or not?
No, this woman seems to have served the hall master since she was a child.
Never married.
Her mood was like riding a roller coaster and suddenly hit rock bottom.
It’s over!
I lost!
Inside the door, Tang Wen took out the hidden [Shunpo] visualization method and devoted himself to it.
Two hours later.
His energy was almost exhausted, and his understanding of [Shunpo] was still zero.
He obviously paid attention to every movement and every detail, and he did it.
But let alone perform Shunbu and use teleportation.
His movements were as if he had just stood up from the scene of a car accident.
"We can only take our time."
Tang Wen adjusted his mood.
The housekeeper was already standing at the door holding the [blue slate] in her arms.
"Have you changed your pants?"
The housekeeper wore white tights.
I don’t know what kind of leather it is made of, but it is close-fitting, thin, and elastic.
At first glance, Tang Wen thought he saw white yoga pants.
Nothing more was said.
He took the [Azure Slate] and practiced [Spiritual Meditation] with the door closed.
Wake up again, throw the slate to the housekeeper, and continue to comprehend [Shunpo]
So back and forth.
again and again.
Time passes in constant repetition.
"Master! You have been practicing for a day and a half, thirty-six hours. If you don't come out to take a rest, I will have to kneel here to accompany you."
Hearing the sound, Tang Wen hesitated for half a second and turned to look.
He found another maid, kneeling at the door.
"Where are the housekeeper and Liang Yu?"
"The two adults have finished practicing and are going to rest."
"Okay, I'll go out right away. Prepare a medicinal bath."
The maid was overjoyed: "The boiling water is always ready!"
The medicinal bath washed away fatigue and improved a little bit of physical fitness.
Coming out of the bathroom, the aroma in the living room is alluring.
Tang Wen's appetite was aroused.
Platefuls of pink tender meat fill three tables.
The aroma comes from the bottom of three different pots.
Spicy, sour and sweet, it makes your mouth water just smelling it.
The three warrior maids neatly picked up pieces of meat that were as thin as cicada wings, with human figures visible, and put them into the hot copper pot.
A piece of meat needs to be blanched for twenty-three seconds, no more and no less.
The blanched meat is put into seven different dishes.
Tang Wen picked up the chopsticks, picked up the plate, and poured the meat and sauce into his mouth: "Well, not bad, delicious!"
The housekeeper appeared out of nowhere, bent her long legs, knelt on the mat next to Tang Wen, and touched the medicinal wine with her hands: "They have only been serving you for a short time. They have not yet learned your taste, so please do more." Get some seasoning."
After tasting every flavor, Tang Wen nodded: "I am very philanthropic and have no taboos, as long as you all find it delicious. Feel free to cook it for me."
"Hey, I remembered it."
Having said that.
The housekeeper still watched carefully.
One meal down.
Dozens of kilograms of exotic animal meat.
She found that the flavor that this young master ate the most was the sauce combination of "mashed garlic + red oil + sesame sauce + a little fermented bean curd".
Next is the oil dish that mixes various oils.
Again, it’s the number of times you eat meat in vain.
Um?
Is it because the food is too salty?
I ate and drank enough and slept for three hours.
Tang Wen woke up on time and continued to exercise.
Time flew by.
Fourteen days have passed since I got the [Azure Slate].
On this day, Deputy Hall Master Zhang came to pick up the stone slab in person.
Seeing Tang Wen with thick red bloodshot eyes, he almost didn't dare to recognize him.
Liang Yu was familiar with him, so he pulled the person aside and said the sentence he had prepared a long time ago: "Knowing that the hall master did not hesitate to offend the eldest young master and others, he bought seven more days. The seventh young master worked day and night, every day and a half, I only sleep for three hours. The hard work of cultivation is the only one I have seen in my life!"
Deputy Hall Master Zhang immediately believed it when he saw Tang Wen's haggard appearance.
Soon after he went out, that evening.
Tang Wen worked tirelessly to get together with the third lady as soon as possible, and the story that he passed out from training spread throughout the gang.
However, the person involved did not know this.
Fourteen days later, Tang Wen's own gains were huge.
(End of chapter)
