Longevity begins with an old woman

Xu Mu hid in the dark, watching Xu Tiantian close the stall and leave.

This time, he didn't follow those low-level monks who were insignificant anymore, but his body was in vain, and he stared at Xu Tiantian every day.

At the beginning, there was nothing unusual. Xu Tiantian either healed illnesses to save lives, or practiced in Suxin Palace, and occasionally traveled abroad, just like an ordinary monk.

After staring like this for more than two or three months, seeing that Feng Luan's golden elixir celebration banquet was about to begin, if Xu Tiantian was not his daughter, he might have been unable to bear it long ago and directly used the soul search technique.

Fortunately, Huangtian paid off, and finally had a clue.

On this day, as usual, after Xu Tiantian saw the last patient, the sky had completely darkened, and she flew towards Suxin Palace with the magic weapon.

On the pitch-black sea, moonlight casts silver light, forming sparkling reflections.

Xu Tiantian, who was dressed in plain clothes, was like a fairy flying from the sky.

A wisp of green smoke silently followed her into the formation of Suxin Palace.

Xu Tiantian finished washing as usual, and sat on the futon to meditate and practice. At her level, unless she had special needs, she was no longer willing to sleep to restore her energy.

I don't know how long he has been practicing, Xu Tiantian suddenly opened his eyes, then got up to take a joss stick, and sat down in front of a portrait with his eyes closed. There was no aura fluctuations around him, and he seemed to be just meditating.

Hanging on the wall is a sketch of a woman with soft lines, elegant and refined.

It was none other than Xu Tiantian himself.

This sketch seems to be given by a certain admirer of Xu Tiantian. Xu Tiantian is very talented and not bad in looks. It is normal to have admirers, and there are more than one.

Xu Mu has seen the portrait in front of him, or Xu Mu has checked everything in Xu Tiantian's residence more than once with his spiritual sense, and there is nothing abnormal at all.

This is what makes him feel strange.

With the idea of ​​gratitude, those patients enshrined Xu Tiantian's portrait, and they barely made sense.

It is too strange for Xu Tiantian to meditate on his own portrait.

Even if you have narcissism, you should find a mirror, not a portrait given by others.

Does she like the talking boy?
The old father's heart skipped a beat.

But it shouldn't!

He is not a pedantic person, he pays attention to the views of the family, and prevents his children from falling in love.

If Xu Tiantian really liked it, all he had to do was tell him, even Mo Wuxin wouldn't care too much about this kind of thing, after all Xu Tiantian was no longer a child.

But if he didn't like it, why did he meditate on this ordinary painting?

Xu Mu was suddenly puzzled, but he didn't show up right away.

Xu Tiantian didn't want him to know that it would be useless for him to force him to ask, unless he used soul searching methods, but this would not only hurt the aura of the father and daughter, but also damage the soul.

This is why he has not used it for a long time.

As for the method of confusing and seizing souls, let's not talk about whether it has any effect, even if it does, the consequences will not be much different.

The most ideal way is to solve Xu Tiantian unconsciously.

Xu Tiantian didn't meditate for too long, it took about a stick of incense, and then he went back to bed and lay down to rest.

Looking at Xu Tiantian who was asleep, Xu Mu was even more puzzled.

The next day, Xu Tiantian washed up normally, and then went to the city to see a doctor.

This time Xu Mu didn't catch up, but appeared in Xu Tiantian's room, standing in front of the portrait.

The incense candle in front of the portrait has been put away, the painting looks ordinary, and the whole room is also ordinary, except that it is more delicate than ordinary people, there is nothing abnormal.

Apart from Xu Tiantian's love of helping people see a doctor, his personality is impeccable, and his life is very frugal. Except for cultivation, he will not waste at will.

Xu Mu stretched out his hand, and the painting automatically rolled into a scroll and flew into the palm of his hand.

Spiritual thoughts penetrated into it, and after a slight inspection, there was still nothing.

Xu Mu opened the scroll again to check. The ink on it was just ordinary spiritual ink, which had no supernatural properties except that it could not fade all year round. The paper was better, as it was made by crushing third-order spiritual grass. It has survived for thousands of years, and it also has a faint fragrance, which can help you practice with peace of mind.

As for the wooden shaft used for support, it is a fourth-grade fruit tree called yellow pear wood. It only has the characteristics of anti-corrosion and bright color, and its value is not as good as third-grade drawing paper.
The whole painting, regardless of the artistic value of the portrait, is only worth 30 yuan low-grade spirit stones if only the materials are counted.

This bit of spirit stone is not worth mentioning to any foundation cultivator, and this is also in line with Xu Tiantian's usual frugal style.

After checking over and over a dozen times, Xu Mu still didn't find anything unusual.

"It's not really used as a meditation utensil, is it?"

Holding the portrait, he stood there frowning and thinking, looking unconsciously at the wall where the painting was hung.

Spiritual thoughts penetrated into it, and found that the material of the wall was ordinary bluestone, and there was no formation engraved on it, nor any abnormal fluctuations.

This house has existed since the establishment of Suxin Palace. Because of the protection of the external array, it has not worn much after 800 years. The overall structure has only been repaired briefly on the roof.

Xu Mu didn't think there was a problem with the house, so everything went back to the portrait.

He has already sent someone to investigate the painter. He is a child of a small family of Suxin Palace. He is a disciple of Suxin Palace. Mo Wuxin's peer is also the reason why he dared to pursue Xu Tiantian.

After a simple investigation, no problems were found. Xu Mu had asked Mo Wuxin to arrange an in-depth investigation, but the results would not come out for a while.

"By the way, she seems to have put a joss stick. Is there any connection between this!"

Xu Mu carefully recalled all Xu Tiantian's actions, and found that the appearance of the two incense candles seemed a bit unreasonable.

Immortal cultivators don't believe in the sky or the earth, and they don't know how to worship gods and Buddhas. Except when offering sacrifices to ancestors, they don't use joss sticks at all.

Considering the actions of those patients, Xu Mu felt that there must be something wrong.

He hung the portrait back on the wall, and then used mana to make two incense candles on the spot, lit them and placed them on both sides of the portrait.

After waiting for a while, the portrait remained as calm as before, without any abnormality.

This really gave Xu Mu a headache.

"Are I really overthinking? There is no problem every day?"

A thought flashed in his mind, and then he sat cross-legged in front of the portrait, closed his eyes slightly, and acted the same as Xu Tiantian did at night.

After waiting until the two joss sticks were burned out, there was still no abnormality.

"It seems that I really think too much. If there is really a problem, it is impossible not to show it in Tian Tian's body!"

Xu Tiantian has maintained this kind of character and behavior for decades. If he is really bewitched by something, it is impossible that there will be no residue in his body.

Just as Xu Mu cleaned up the smell in the room and was about to leave, he couldn't help but look back at the portrait.

"Did I forget something?"

(End of this chapter)