The night is as bright as water, and the lights in the Jingfu Study Room are dim.

Pear wood tables and chairs, sandalwood bookshelves, and a bed carved from a whole piece of jade.

The bookshelf is filled with jade slips of various colors, and you can also see several thread-bound classics in the room. The desk is neatly arranged for pens, ink, paper and inkstone. The colors and shapes are very different from ordinary study supplies. Except for a few bags of pastries under the bookshelf, there are no other debris in the room, and a large piece in front is empty.

Jing Hua bent his legs slightly, stretched his arms to his chest and turned his palms slowly from bottom to top, which is the Tai Chi technique "like a seal or a closed one".

The "spirits" around the sea of ​​consciousness move, and they move regularly under the control of the spiritual consciousness. The body is like a bottomless black abyss, swallowing thin spiritual energy, from the outside to the inside, sometimes slow and sometimes fast. The spiritual energy gradually merges into the limbs and bones, and the pain feels like nothing, which is not as good as before.

Jing Hua moved the spiritual sect for several times and suddenly spread his left hand. A faint green light floated out of his palm, and a green light appeared faintly. He bounced his fingers, and the green light left his fingertips and disappeared in the flower pot in front of him. The buds seemed to feel something, and the petals were light and trembled slightly.

The boy exhaled and opened his chest, and then he stood up.

His spiritual sense is more keen than ordinary people, so he can quickly grasp the essence when using talismans. The "Tai Chi method" can not only relieve pain, but also be good at controlling transportation and transformation.

During the body refining process, Jing Hua was accustomed to guiding Lingzang and controlling the rhythm. Now he has turned to practicing family-born techniques, which will naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort and ease.

A few days ago, he "drived the spirit and moistened the flowers", but the plants withered instantly, which was a bit like "pulling the seedlings to help grow". He studied the jade slip day and night, pondered it repeatedly, and became more comfortable to control the spirit storage, and the flowers' reactions made great progress compared to before.

However, the plants in the pot will bloom and bear fruit in advance due to the impact of spiritual power. The flowers and fruits that bloom will become thinner and shriveled due to the damage to their internal structure.

Jing Hua was not concerned about this. According to the jade slip, the disciples of Juling had a low cultivation level, and it was considered successful if they could achieve "the buds are immortal". Looking up, it was dark outside, and it was almost midnight.

Jing Hua came to the bed and took out a set of gray casual clothes. He changed his clothes, tightened his belt, tied his uppers, and quietly "floated" out of the window.

The first time he sneaked out of Jing Mansion, he caused a fire. In addition, he later fought against Bao Hu and caused trouble, Jing Hua had been dormant for several days.

On the surface, everything in the shape of the mountain city was as usual, and the boy soon went out again. Tonight, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the time was right. Jing Hua turned around the Yishan Hall twice and headed straight for the north of the city.

The power of "Spiritual" is really extraordinary. The boy's advance and retreat is like a ghost, light and silent. Not to mention that the guards of the hospital are unconscious, Jing Furen and Yao Gu are both monks, and they are not strange at all.

Including the last time I burned mule and horse trip, this is Jinghua's sixth night trip, and I have already chosen a destination.

After leaving Jing Mansion, the young cat was down and his footsteps were flying. After checking the route in advance, he specially selected some secluded and dark corners to walk. In a few days, Jing Hua went to the north of the city to practice five times, and returned in about an hour. He was familiar with the road and was unobstructed.

Behind the long street, under the eaves, the boy was like a monkey and a rabbit. He sometimes leaned high and sometimes jumped low. The wall five or six feet high jumped over and fell silently. His arms were slightly a little on the wall, and the boy could take advantage of the momentum to float out, as flexible and free as a raccoon.

Flying through the alley, Jing Hua brought a breeze, alarming the wild cat inside. The wild cat turned around, its eyes were bright and light appeared in the darkness. After watching for a while, the wild cat yawned boredly and walked away slowly with its tail.

In the past life, these are unimaginable skills. Maybe they dream back at midnight and appear occasionally, but no one can really do it. Today, they are ordinary skills for monks.

Jing Hua was in mid-air, his eyes closed slightly, enjoying the pleasure of "freedom". The soul was shaken, the illusion was illusory, and even a long road from Jingfu to the north of the city became a strange intoxication.

To be fair, going out in the middle of the night is not a good choice. Jing Hua once thought that they would definitely have a more reasonable solution to discuss with his "family". But in this way, it is difficult to explain the "magical skills" that he learned without a teacher.

Although the two elders were caring for themselves and had been with them for many days, the young man gradually became concerned about the new world and the new family. But after all, he came through time and had a psychological barrier and could not completely let go.

In Guanyueda 6, "Moving Soul and Taking Houses" is not a myth. Jing Hua has read it several times in the classics. The process in the record is fierce.

It was extremely dangerous and seemed to be extremely complicated. It was just mentioned in ancient books, and it was vague and Jing Hua couldn't understand it.

From this we can see that any extraordinary move must be thought twice before acting. Being a person for two lives is the secret of a young man, and Jing Hua only buried it deep in his heart.

After entering the north of the city, Jing Hua slowed down and slowly came to the practice place.

This place is far from the royal house, and is a lawn in the middle of the bushes. There are several dense bushes not far away. With the obstruction of rockery stone benches, the lawn becomes a visual "blind corner". As long as you do not search deliberately, it is difficult to find the abnormalities.

After confirming that there was no one around, Jing Hua stood in the middle of the lawn. He relaxed his whole body, kept his spirit in his heart, and began to think and visualize.

The four sides were silent and dark, and the spiritual energy was as rich as before. As the boy relaxed his hands and slowly lifted up, the spiritual energy began to rotate and gather, blending into his limbs and bones.

Unconsciously, the "spiritual citrus" accelerated, and the body went from numb to sour, and from sour to pain. Jing Hua had no joy or sorrow, and slowly pressed his palms down, and his body turned, evenly and harmoniously, and continued.

As the "tempering" intensified, the "pain" everywhere became stronger and stronger. Jing Hua stretched out his arms, buckled his feet in the back seat, and turned right to break up. Then he returned to his body and retracted his feet and held the ball, following his body and mind, and was not moved.

The "spiritual civic" approached the limit, and the spiritual energy gathered wildly, and the pain gradually could not be restrained. They were surging like waves, one wave higher than the other. Jing Hua's mind gradually lost. He turned his body, closed his feet and hugged him, whirled his arms and broke up, and withdrew from the visualization state.

"call"

After exhaling gently, the boy closed his eyes. The short shirt behind him stuck to his body and was soaked with sweat.

The terrain of the North City is relatively high and the environment is quiet, which is very suitable for Jinghua's practice. Now, when I visualize in the Jingfu Study, I can only feel a slight tingling pain. In the North City, I can't even get over the pain.

The boy was not in a hurry to do so. With the help of "Tai Chi", he made great progress and had been persisting for half a quarter of an hour more than the first time.

Jing Hua silently adjusted his breathing with his back against the big tree, preparing to welcome the next training. At this moment, a man's voice came from afar, confused and unable to hear clearly.

"My sister, you are here..."

The sound was not loud, but it was late at night and the boy could barely tell it.

Is it Wang De? It's so late, what did he do outside?

Yumei? Is it Bi Siyu and the others having a tryst?

Jing Hua held his breath and moved his body into the shadow. The woman's voice came later, which sounded very familiar.

"Brother De, it's so late. Are you asking me for trouble?"

"We have to practice during the day, but at night my father is talking again and nagging non-stop. Yumei, we haven't been close to each other for several days..."

A "whimper" sound came from a distance, mixed with Bi Siyu's words "No...", intermittently and unclear.

"De Ge"

Bi Siyu's voice suddenly became louder.

"Brother DeGod! Didn't we agree to practice together and get married in a grand manner? You...you...you...you can't be inferior to me..."

Wang De seemed to be afraid that the other party would be angry and dared not force him too much.

"My sister Yu, I like you so much... Don't mind... I have already agreed with my dad that when we get started after the New Year, we will immediately become a Taoist couple."

The two of them spoke and walked, their voices gradually approaching the lawn.
Chapter completed!