Changsheng: I can sell everything

Song Ciwan came off work every day. Although he would not deliberately seek out anyone to communicate with, he would still go for a walk in the streets and alleys.

She didn't speak, she just stayed quiet, like a breeze floating outside the world, watching the hustle and bustle of the world, the joys and sorrows of the world.

There is always an indescribable atmosphere permeating the market. A keen person can catch this strangeness, but most people just regard it as ordinary.

It’s okay. Ordinary mortals can live their lives full of worries or live their lives in a daze. No matter which way they are, they can only care about the money, rice, oil and salt in front of them, but they can’t care about the collapse of the sky, let alone the past and the future...

In this case, it would be better to worry less.

On the 22nd of the first lunar month, the big white goose came out of the spirit animal bag.

After being cultivated in spirit nourishing techniques, and when it was recuperating in the spirit beast bag, Song Ciwan would put spirit beads into the bag every now and then. When the big white goose came out, Song Ciwan discovered that its size was much bigger than before. It's more than two circles bigger.

When standing, its height can reach three feet, and when its wings are spread out, its wingspan even reaches six feet!

When Song Ciwan first saw it, he thought it was very exaggerated. He saw the big white goose flapping its wings and raising its slender neck high. Look at its white feathers blowing in the wind and its lively appearance. It was so vivid, so vivid, so much more. How proud to be proud.

It also flapped its wings around Song Ciwan. Although it couldn't speak, its meaning was very clear: it wanted Song Ciwan to sit on its back, and it wanted to carry Song Ciwan on its back and fly. Woolen cloth!
Song Ciwan was a little moved, but her rationality remained. She explained: "Dabai, Pinglan City is forbidden to fly. If you fly lower, you may be fine if you only climb over the wall, but if you really fly into the sky , that air-forbidden formation is going to produce induction."

"At that time, the Day Traveling God, the Night Traveling God, as well as the City Patrol Department, the Hanging Lamp Department, and even all the civilian monks will take action and hunt you all over the world... I ask you if you are afraid?"

Before Song Ciwan finished speaking, the big white goose shuddered, and then there was a "pop" and another thud, as if... something wonderful had happened.

Song Ciwan had excellent eyesight. At this moment, she swept her gaze, and then... she saw: the big white goose, it actually laid an egg in this trembling moment!

Yes, the big white goose laid eggs.

Song Ciwan was stunned at that time. She always felt that something was wrong, but everything seemed normal.

Let me ask you, among your chickens, ducks and geese, who doesn’t lay eggs?
Is there anything strange about a white goose laying eggs?

But the big white goose that laid the eggs suddenly screamed "Gah" at the next moment, and the white goose shouted: "Goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose!"

It flapped its wings and flew up in a whoosh.

"Gah!" it screamed again. Although its wings had become larger, its size had also become larger, so that during this flight, it was completely unable to control its own weight and balance.

Puff puff puff, I saw it flying in all directions, and it was about to fall to the ground and hit the goose egg I laid——

"Hang!" the big white goose screamed.

Song Ciwan had quick eyesight and quick hands. He opened his palms and activated his Qi Capturing Technique, and he immediately captured the goose egg on the ground, which was as big as a rubber ball.

She protected the goose egg, and the big white goose bounced and landed on the ground.

After landing, its body was still swaying this way and that. Its wings flapped wildly, making a whirring sound, causing the jujube tree in Song Ciwan's yard to flutter and drop its leaves.

"Kangkangkangkang!" The big white goose was furious and screamed in embarrassment.

Next to Song Ciwan, the scales of heaven and earth were floating: [Demon heart, the shame, anger, and annoyance of the primary monster white goose, can be sold for one pound or two. 】Interestingly, the evaluation of the Great White Goose by the Scales of Heaven and Earth has gone from being an ordinary monster at first, to a lowly little monster, and now, it has become a junior monster!
Song Ciwan couldn't help but smile. She looked at the big white goose with a slight smile and was annoyed for a while. Later, when the big white goose saw that Song Ciwan not only did not comfort her, but instead stood there laughing. When she twisted her body, it quacked. He stood up and faced Song Ciwan with his plump bird's butt.

"Gah!" The big white goose was extremely annoyed.

Song Ciwan laughed again. She walked to the big white goose, holding its eggs in one hand, and gently comforting it with the other hand along its neck and back.

"Okay, Dabai, don't be angry. What's our relationship? I laughed... I wasn't laughing at you, I just liked you."

Song Ciwan's tone was soft and brisk, and the big white goose soon became intoxicated by her comfort. He only felt that Wanwan was the best Wanwan in the world, and there was no one better than her in the world.

Is there any other goose in the world that can find such an owner?

It’s such a blessing to be Wanwan’s goose.

The scale of heaven and earth collected another piece of its Qi: [Demon heart, the joy, joy, joy of the primary monster white goose, can be sold for nine taels and eight coins. 】

All the shame of the big white goose was soothed. It turned around, tilted its head and arched it up and down Song Ciwan's waist——

Yes, the big white goose, which is more than one meter tall, can already touch Song Ciwan's waist when twisting its neck to act coquettishly.

Song Ciwan couldn't help but chuckle again because of it. She hadn't laughed so freely for a long time. As she laughed, she felt her mood relaxed, and her cultivation experience of sitting and forgetting the Heart Sutra was rising.

Song Ciwan had already practiced the first level of Zuowang Heart Sutra to the state of trance, and the second level had also practiced to perfection. Now, it is beginning to approach trance.

As the saying goes, one piece and one piece of relaxation is the way of civility and martial arts.

Song Ciwan has been practicing hard these days and has enjoyed the loneliness and silence. At this moment, playing with the big white goose just relaxes his mind. This is also an unexpected joy for the improvement of the practice of the Zuowang Heart Sutra.

Given Song Ciwan's training conditions, she has no shortage of training time, so improving her training is not a big problem and she doesn't need to worry too much.

For Song Ciwan, the real difficulty has never been that she has hundreds of years of cultivation, and whether her cultivation level has been improved from the late stage of Qi refining to the perfection of Qi refining - these will eventually come true one day.

The real difficulty lies in Song Ciwan’s understanding of the practice of the Zuowang Heart Sutra.

This skill is profound and mysterious. Cultivating it to the deepest level will not only improve Song Ciwan's understanding, help her break through various bottlenecks, but also repeatedly improve the purity of her true energy.

As a result, the capacity of her Dantian will be deeper and wider than that of monks of the same level, the quality of her Qi will be higher, and the power of various Taoist and martial arts techniques will be greater...

It's a forward cycle with almost no cap, and all I can say is, it's very, very good.

Song Ciwan squatted down slightly, hugged the big white goose, and stroked it gently.

The big white goose arched its body and acted coquettishly in her arms for a while. Then it stuck out its head and poked the goose egg in Song Ciwan's hand with its flat beak.

Song Ciwan was immediately startled.