Ziyue squatted on the ground holding her knees, her petite body trembling constantly. She gritted her teeth and endured the pain. The blood in her body was boiling and her internal organs were burning.
Qin Luo knew that the junior sister was feeling very uncomfortable right now. The spirit fruit released violent energy and was dredging her meridians. This process was very painful, but if you endured it, you would gain a lot of benefits.
Ziyue has been practicing with Qin Luo for a while. She bathes in the glow of the sun every day and absorbs the energy of heaven and earth. Her physical body is stronger than that of ordinary children, and she can barely withstand the violent energy of the spirit fruit.
"Your junior sister doesn't even know the most basic cultivation methods." The purple-haired fairy saw that the energy in Ziyue's body was flowing wildly.
Qin Luo responded with his spiritual thoughts: "Master taught us to meditate and practice. We are different from other immortal cultivators."
The purple-haired fairy raised her eyebrows slightly, "Meditation practice is a very ancient way of practice that requires a high degree of understanding. Your junior sister's understanding is very poor, so the effect of taking spiritual fruit in this way is very poor."
Even the purple-haired fairy said it was ancient.
It proves that the cultivation method taught by Master is true.
"Junior sister's understanding is indeed not high, but she works hard." Qin Luo had a smile in his eyes.
He believed that the junior sister's efforts would be rewarded.
The purple-haired fairy said with appreciation in her eyes, "Little guy, if you don't mind, I have a practice method here that is very suitable for meditation practice and should be good for your junior sister."
"OK."
Qin Luo didn't mind. He originally planned to give the cultivation method he picked up in the mountains to his junior sister. The purple-haired fairy's cultivation method was definitely better than the Fengling Sword Sect's cultivation method.
The purple-haired fairy raised her hand, and a ray of purple light emerged from Jade Perry, and finally fell on Ziyue's eyebrows.
Ziyue was squatting on the ground, meditating hard, but her mind went blank. Suddenly, a ray of purple light appeared in the sea of consciousness. After contacting the purple light, her consciousness was like an enlightenment, and she instantly mastered the Five Qi Chaoyuan Method.
Ziyue's body automatically runs the Five Qi Dynasty Method.
Qin Luo found that the energy in the little junior sister's body gradually stabilized, and her breathing became rhythmic.
The energy in the body no longer leaks out.
"Thank you, senior, for the gift."
The purple-haired fairy nodded and smiled softly, saying softly: "Seeing her feels like seeing myself in the past."
"Is it possible that the senior's understanding is also not good?"
"Calculated as ordinary, there are many talented cultivators who rise up in a short period of time and then disappear from everyone."
"The seniors have risen from humble beginnings, and the juniors admire them."
"I went through hundreds of calamities and hardships, and became a fairy queen, but no one spoke to me. Immortality is like a curse."
The purple-haired fairy sighed softly, and with that sigh, across the long river of time, Qin Luo seemed to see a slender figure, standing in the distance, magnificent and independent.
"My master said that cultivating immortality comes from life and cannot be separated from the world. He often asked me to go down the mountain to experience life."
"I would like to meet your master."
"There will be a chance."
…
Half an hour later.
Ziyue opened her eyes. She stretched and felt refreshed. Her body was light and airy, and she felt like a fairy. With a slight jump, she could jump several feet high.
"Wow!"
Zifeng opened his mouth wide.
Dahuang's dog eyes widened.
"Senior brother, I just ate the fruit you brought, and it seemed that I suddenly had an enlightenment." Ziyue's face was excited, thinking that the Five Qi Chaoyuan Method was meditated by her.
Qin Luo smiled and said softly: "It's a good thing to be enlightened. You should practice hard in the future."
"Uh-huh."
Ziyue nodded heavily.
Zifeng quickly picked up the peach and gnawed it.
"Little junior sister, do you have pen, ink, paper and inkstone at home?"
“I don’t have these things at home, but the village chief’s grandpa’s house does. I can borrow them from their house.”
"Please make a trip."
"Brother, I'll be back soon."
Ziyue ran very fast, like a gust of wind, she disappeared on the country road in the blink of an eye.
Dahuang originally wanted to follow Ziyue, but he couldn't catch up and could only return to the yard wagging his tail.
Not long after, Ziyue returned to the yard holding paper, ink, pen and inkstone, "Brother, what do you want these for?"
"Paint the door god."
Qin Luo said softly.
Ziyue raised her head and blinked, "Senior brother, my father said that door gods don't work. Nowadays, few people stick to door gods."
"Do you believe in the door god invited by senior brother?"
"Believe it, of course I believe it."
Ziyue smiled from ear to ear.
In her eyes, the senior brother is the most powerful.
Zifeng rode Rhubarb closer to watch the fun.
The yard was very quiet, Qin Luo was concentrating. He drew the door god with a pen on the paper, while Ziyue was studying ink beside him.
Wu Xuantian on the paper holds a broad sword in both hands and is wearing heavy armor. He is tall and mighty. When the last stroke is completed, a ray of golden light falls on the painting between heaven and earth.
Ziyue rubbed her eyes. She had just seen the door god in the painting shining with golden light, like a tall god king.
Qin Luo posted the painting on the door.
The originally simple wooden door looked tall.
A door with a door god sticker on it looked asymmetrical, so Qin Luo decided to draw another sticker on it.
"This door god looks amazing."
Ziyue cupped her fists and bowed her hands three times.
"Junior sister, how many households are there in your village?"
Ziyue counted the numbers with her fingers: "There are only eighteen households now, and all the rich families in the village have moved away."
Qin Luo nodded and said softly: "There is just enough paper. I will draw a door god for every house in your village."
"Brother, you are so kind."
Ziyue grinned sweetly.
Qin Luo continued to draw the door god, Ziyue concentrated on studying ink, Zifeng and Dahuang came to the bridge, and he was waiting for his parents to come back.
Near noon, Zimu and Su Rong came back from town. Their backpacks were full of daily necessities and they were still carrying things in their hands. Zifeng was the first to run over and pounce on them.
"Daddy."
"Senior brother is here."
Zifeng followed her sister and called her senior brother.
Qin Luo just finished painting all the door gods.
Seeing Qin Luo coming home, Zi Mu quickly came to the yard and said, "Xiao Qin, we didn't know you were coming. You came back late. Please forgive me for the poor reception."
Qin Luo shook his head and said softly: "Uncle, I feel embarrassed if you are so polite."
"I'll pay attention in the future."
Zimu scratched his head. He was honest and honest, not very talkative, but very sincere.
Su Rong said enthusiastically: "Xiao Qin, when you sent Xiao Yue'er back, you didn't even stay for a meal. Today, your aunt will prepare delicious food for you. You must stay for a meal."
"OK."
Qin Luo did not refuse her kindness.
"Okay!"
Ziyue jumped up happily.
Zifeng pointed to the door god on the door and said crisply: "Dad, look, this is painted by senior brother."
"What a majestic door god."
Zimu felt like he was being watched. He was in awe and bowed unconsciously.
"Xiao Qin, come and try the sweet-scented osmanthus cake." Su Rong took out the peach blossom cake she bought in the town.
Zifeng swallowed.
His favorite is sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
"OK."
Qin Luo tasted a piece.
However, he handed the others to the Ziyue siblings.
After eating the peach blossom cake, Ziyue picked up the door god painted by Qin Luo and said, "Brother, I will send the door god to everyone first."
"Go ahead."
Qin Luo nodded lightly.
Ziyue flew along the mountain path.
Zimu and Su Rong are cooking in the kitchen.
It was getting hotter and hotter in the yard, Zifeng was hiding under the eaves, Qin Luo was still sitting in the yard, drinking tea leisurely.
Most of the people in Shuanghe Village live by the river, and Ziyue delivers portraits of the door gods to the villagers along the path along the river.
The villagers knew that Ziyue was practicing in Longhu Temple. They excitedly took the portrait of the door god and thanked him repeatedly.
"I'm back!"
Ziyue brought Qingfeng back to the yard.
"Brother, the old village chief likes your paintings of door gods very much. He also plans to buy a few paintings for his son who lives in Qingshui Town." Ziyue picked up a bowl of tea and took a gulp.
Qin Luo nodded with a smile and said softly: "I will draw more when I return to the Taoist temple, and I will collect the money then."
"Brother, how much do you want to sell one pair for?"
"A penny a pair."
"Why is it so cheap?"
Ziyue couldn't figure it out. She felt that the door god painted by her senior brother should be worth a lot of money.
Qin Luo was not interested in money. He just wanted to have enough money to treat his junior sister to a bowl of mutton soup when he went down the mountain.
"Xiao Qin, come in and eat quickly."
Su Rong shouted enthusiastically.
Qin Luo and Ziyue walked into the house, and the fragrance filled the room.
There were three dishes and one soup on the dinner table, fried pork belly with pickles, scrambled eggs, fried vegetables, and a bowl of bacon and pig's trotter soup. It was not a rich meal. Qin Luo picked up the bowl and tasted the bacon. The bacon was very fragrant, fat but not greasy.
Ziyue's big eyes stared at Qin Luo. She had never seen her senior brother eating before, "Senior brother, is it delicious?"
"good smell."
Qin Luo praised with a smile.
Zimu and Su Rong smiled similarly.
Zi Yueguang was planning rice. She sandwiched green vegetables and pickles without eating a piece of meat. Qin Luo knew that the little junior sister wanted to eat meat in her dreams, so she immediately removed the cured pork belly for her.
"Little junior sister, eat more meat. When we return to Longhu Temple, we won't be able to eat the bacon at home for a long time."
"Hey, thank you, senior brother."
Ziyue Mei smiled happily.
With a senior brother like Qin Luo and Ziyue practicing at Longhu Temple, the couple felt at ease.
While eating at Ziyue's house, Qin Luo thought of his parents. He wondered how his parents were doing now. Only by practicing hard could he have a chance to return to them.
The purple-haired fairy noticed Qin Luo's emotional fluctuations, but the fluctuations were fleeting.
