Earthly Building, backyard.

In a wooden house.

Cheng Liu sat cross-legged on the cushion, his eyes closed, as if he was meditating and practicing.

Not far away from him, on a desk, Cheng Wenxin was buried in the desk and was writing on straw paper.

There was no thought, only the brush head flew, without a trace of pause, but the fine sweat oozing from the forehead and temples was obviously not that simple!

Get closer!

You can see that the writing on the straw paper is clear and smooth, and the writing is as if he has already memorized the content of the writing. It is obvious that this is not once or twice.

After a long time!

Cheng Wenxin glanced carefully at the Liu Laozu on the cushion not far away!

However, the flowing handwriting on the straw paper still flowed out of the tip of the pen as before!

At this time.

A faint voice came.

"What's the use of writing words that are not correct, no matter how much you write?"

"Add ten thousand more times!"

This sound came from Cheng Liu's mouth sitting cross-legged on the cushion.

Although he did not open his eyes or observe Cheng Wenxin specifically, the entire wooden house was within the range of his spiritual warning.

Even if he practices wholeheartedly, he will subconsciously appear in his heart within the warning range.

This is how Cheng Liu has already warned his spiritual consciousness and has practiced to the level of instinct.

Therefore, a table, a chair, and even a speck of dust in the wooden house will appear in his heart, not to mention Cheng Wenxin's small actions.

This is the terrible thing about monks!

Hearing this.

The pen on the desk was paused, and Cheng Wenxin was instantly cold. He didn't expect that he would receive such a great gift just after just a glance, which would not have been possible in the past.

Could it be that the ancestor is here that is so strict?

A big question mark appeared in his mind.

Although he doesn't like this "big gift", he has to go ahead, otherwise the "tributive" will be heavier, which he has a deep understanding of!

Cheng Liu doesn't want to try again.

Then, he responded with a bitter face and did not dare to distract himself.

This scene happened in the wooden house in the backyard!

Walking in the backyard, the two of them, who were like fairies, noticed it!

Regarding this.

Cheng Buzheng had a smile in his starry eyes, but he didn't say much.

Obviously.

His teaching on Liu'er was passed down and advanced to the next level and carried forward!

Although ten thousand times of family rules are easy for monks, the Cheng family is not so easy to write.

Because the brush is not made of ordinary wood, but made of heavy stone!

Although heavy stones are barely considered spiritual materials, they actually have no use value and cannot be used in various fairy arts such as refining weapons. However, this stone has one characteristic, that is, it is very heavy and heavy!

However, even if it is heavy, it cannot withstand the bombardment of a magic weapon.

With one blow, even the artifacts made of multiple stones will be bombarded into powder.

Therefore, these spiritual materials are very useless.

Just like this brush, although it is only three inches long, it is as heavy as a huge stone, which shows how heavy a heavy stone is.

certainly.

There are many idiot spiritual materials similar to the effects of heavy stones in the world of immortal cultivation.

At this time.

Murong Wanwan chuckled and said:

"Husband, your tutor is quite strict!"

Obviously, she also discovered the material of the brush in Cheng Wenxin's hand.

Hearing words.

Cheng Buzheng looked at Murong Wanwan, his face turned solemn, and shook his head and said:

"Wan'er, you're wrong!"

"Where did I say it wrong?"

Murong Wanwan looked at Cheng Buzheng with some confusion.

"This is not only my tutor, but also your junior!"

After hearing this, Murong Wanwan was stunned and then said with a soft voice:

"What my husband said is that Wan'er knew she was wrong!"

While speaking, the tender eyes were staring straight at Cheng Buzheng.

See this.

Cheng Buzheng, who secretly cried out, couldn't help but coughed a few times.

"Cough...Cough...!"

"Wan'er, let's go!"

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng, who had an ordinary face, walked towards the bustling streets with Murong Wanwan wearing a white veil.

Although Minghua Immortal City is a fairy city of monks, it is not very different from ordinary cities.

There are all kinds of shops in the city, and many monks are selling various spiritual foods on both sides of the street.

These monks have one thing in common: their cultivation is in the early and middle stages of Qi training...

This is also a way for the low-level monks in the world of immortal cultivation to make a living.

Because of this, these snacks contain very little spiritual essence, but it is undeniable that these snacks are all spiritual objects and taste very good.

There are fried monster meat, spiritual shrimp jelly, crab roe spiritual powder, spiritual fruit dried cakes...

Along the way, Murong Wanwan was like a little girl. She had to taste all the spiritual food she had never seen or eaten before.

Regarding this.

Cheng Buzheng also smiled all the way and became a tool for Fu Lingshi.

Occasionally.

Cheng Buzheng will also suffer unexpected gains!

For example, at this moment!

A sweet voice rang in his ears.

"Husband, this spiritual shrimp jelly tastes very good, come and try it!"

At the same time, a silver spoon hit Cheng Buzheng's mouth.

The silver spoon is filled with grainy jelly.

See this.

Cheng Buzheng was not disappointed!

When Murong Wanwan saw Cheng Buzheng swallowing it with a smile on her face, she smiled sweetly, like an elf, walking towards another small stall forward.

Only the instrumental person who pays the bill is left in place.

Cheng Buzheng chuckled and shook his head!

The young monk who sold spirit shrimp jelly accepted the spirit stone in fear.

Along the way, most of the delicacies were eaten by Cheng Buzheng, and Murong Wanwan just tasted them and then fed them to Cheng Buzheng.

Cheng Buzheng was also amused and laughed at this.

After tasting a lot of delicious food, Cheng Buzheng took Murong Wanwan to the street stall area of ​​Minghua Fairy City.

The two of them were walking around and talking.

suddenly.
To be continued...