Quick Travel: All the villains in Redemption want to fall in love with me

Chapter 112

In the depths of the mountains and forests, quiet and secluded, the fragrance of flowers is fragrant, Wen Mu sits in the middle of it, and meditates.

Although he did not have a spiritual root, he could not form a dantian, but he formed a star map in his mind, and golden, red, green, and blue stars were among them.

Each attribute corresponds to the spiritual root.

The red stars are lit up, and the aura of heaven and earth gathers in the body, transforming into pink aura to avoid the blocked meridians, running through the whole body, and finally returning to bright red and merging into the stars.

The same goes for the others.

Mo Xuan stood aside, always paying attention.

This set of ways of cultivating immortals was inspired by an autobiography of an alchemist.

According to the alchemist's description, during alchemy, the spiritual power of the whole body is different from that of fighting, as if there is a Dan furnace in his mind, and all the spiritual power needed is injected into his mind, not like when he fights, out of the dantian.

Immortal cultivators emphasize the unity of man and sword, while alchemists emphasize that I am the Dan furnace.

Obviously, Mu Qing's talent in alchemy is better.

Half a day later, Wen Muqing opened his eyes, stretched his waist, threw himself into Mo Xuan's arms, and said coquettishly

, "Master, the disciple feels that he is deeply tired after practicing for half a day, and he needs to be hugged by his master."

Mo Xuan raised Wen Muqing's chin and looked at the young man's sly expression, how could he be half tired

, but he still held Wen Muqing in his arms with one hand

, "Let's go, your senior brothers will come back today."

Wen Muqing instantly came to his senses

, "Really? When exactly

?" Listening to the young man's voice, he became obviously excited, Mo Xuan chuckled

, "Looking forward to

it so much?" Wen Muqing grabbed Mo Xuan's sleeve and rubbed it affectionately on the man's neck

, "Of course Qingqing likes Shizun the most, but I haven't seen my senior brothers for a long time, so I naturally miss it very much."

The smile in Mo Xuan's eyes was even worse, and the little guy's mouth was really sweet.

"It's probably half an hour.

Wen Muqing already had a bunch of toys and snacks floating in his mind.

......

"Mu Qing, eat first. Sitting

at the small round table, Wen Muqing looked at the dumplings in front of him with some surprise

, "Master, is it winter now?"

Mo Xuan nodded,

"Today is the New Year's Day in the world."

Wen Muqing stood up suddenly

, "Master, why didn't you tell me earlier

?" Mo Xuan looked puzzled

, "What's wrong?"

Wen Muqing anxiously spun around in place, and then hurriedly ran into his room.

"Master, let's eat first, the disciple suddenly remembered that there was something important to do!"

Mo Xuan was stunned with chopsticks, the little guy is usually heartless, what important thing can he do?

However, he is a master who respects the privacy of his disciples, and he will not spy on what Wen Muqing has done because of curiosity.

"Alas.

Mo Xuan put down his chopsticks and covered the dumplings with mana.

Mu Qing hasn't opened the valley yet, don't wait until you're done to get out of the dumplings and get hungry.

At this time, the sound of birdsong was particularly clear, and Mo Xuan's fingertips nodded on the table boringly, thinking that the child had grown up and had something on his mind.

He was a lonely old man, accustomed to the noise of teenagers, and he was still a little uncomfortable at this time.

......

said that it was his own room, but in fact, it was the dollhouse vacated by Mo Xuan for him, and he slept with his master on weekdays.

Wen Muqing went to his treasure chest and rummaged through it.

took out an earring, bright red and clear coral beads, Wen Muqing thought for a while, shook his head, and put it in again.

What about the headband? The master doesn't seem to tie his hair very often.

......

The boy rummaged for a long time, took out all the contents of the treasure chest, and threw them all over the ground.

Lying on the ground tiredly, Wen Muqing rolled over

, "Alas, it's the New Year, what should I

give to Shizun?" Before he was young, he received red envelopes from Shizun and his brother, but now he is seven years old and sensible, he wants to give Shizun a gift or a small surprise on such an important day.

There are many meaningful festivals in the world, but Shizun only celebrates New Year's Day.

After all, there are too many festivals in the world, and immortal cultivators have a long lifespan, and they have passed it I don't know how many times, and in their long lives, these festivals have long lost their meaning in their eyes and become dull.

Every year on New Year's Day, it is a ceremony to eat dumplings, and everyone reunites.

He wanted to bring some different colors to Shizun on this special day.

Rummaging through the rummaging process, he caught a glimpse of a red rope.

Wen Muqing was stunned for a moment, perhaps, you can weave a bracelet for Shizun?

Shizun's hands are very good-looking, with distinct joints, and even more so in the wrists, like jade, if there is a bright red bracelet bound on it...

Wen Muqing's cheeks flushed because of this thought, it must be very good-looking, as long as he thought that the bracelet was made by him, his heart beat fast.

......

After half an hour, Mo Xuan was a little worried when he saw that Wen Muqing hadn't come out to eat yet.

Mu Qing is still a child's body, and he can't be hungry for this meal.

The voice reached Wen Muqing's ear and said

, "Muqing, come to eat first, and then be busy after eating."

Wen Muqing was taking the scissors to cut off a strand of hair, when a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and the scissors were crooked, almost cutting his hand.

A handful of hair fell to the ground, more than expected, Wen Muqing looked at his obviously sunken hair ends distressedly, a little distressed.

Accidentally cut too much.

"Alas. Picking

up the strands of hair on the ground, parting them out, wrapping them around the red rope, and flipping them nimbly with the fingertips a few times, hiding the strands in the red bracelet.

"Mu Qing, come on.

A urging voice sounded in his ears again, and Wen Muqing hurriedly put the bracelet into his cuffs and ran out.

"Master, it's coming!" Mo

Xuan had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw Wen Muqing running out, he quickly stepped forward to pick up the young man and hugged him into his arms.

I didn't see him for half an hour, and I missed it very much.

"The dumplings are still hot, come and eat them.

Wen Muqing rubbed Mo Xuan's face affectionately, "The disciple has made the master wait for a long time, and he has snubbed the master, rubbing the master, don't be angry!"

Mo Xuan pinched Wen Muqing's face,

"nonsense." The

corners of his mouth were hooked into a smile.

After such a delay for a while, when I returned to the dinner table, I heard a commotion.

It seems like two people are arguing.

"Mu Qing definitely prefers the little Trojan horse I bring

!" "Mu Qing definitely prefers the sugar gourd and custard bun I bring

!" "You bring these foods every year, Mu Qing must be tired of eating them!

Unlike my toys, they are new

things every year!" "Mu Qing likes to eat these, he eats happily every year

!" "I also brought Mu Qing new earrings and headbands!"

I brought new clothes for Mu Qing!"