The peasant girl in the portable space must also cultivate to become an immortal

Chapter 44 Excuse me why you lied to me

Therefore, in the realm of comprehension, generally one cannot use divine consciousness on monks, or monks who have a higher level of cultivation than oneself.

If you accidentally spy on someone else, it will arouse strong dissatisfaction from them and set off a bloody storm.

In the end, Ye Mingming concluded that when using this divine sense, one must be cautious and cautious.

One level of Qi training, isn't it possible to practice cleansing techniques?Ye Mingming automatically recalled the Jue about the cleansing technique from the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and then tried to run the aura, manipulating the Jue and aura to start practicing.

She waved her bare hand lightly, and a not very powerful streak in the air burst out from the palm of her hand, a colorful belt of spiritual power, reaching the ground.

The bright eyes did not blink, looking at the cobbled ground, why is it still the same, without any change?

Ye Mingming was a little disappointed, his face collapsed, and he muttered to himself. "It's not clean, is this cleansing technique a lie, or does she not have enough spiritual power?"

Patting her forehead annoyed, she suddenly realized that there was a dust-proof formation in the phantom mirror, and everything inside was very clean, just like when she first came in, there was no trace of dust anywhere, of course there is no dust now. Effect.

Hastily exited the Phantom Mirror, and when she entered, she was standing in the living room.Now that the light is not turned on, everything in the living room can be seen clearly with spiritual consciousness. After scanning it, since she just moved here today, it doesn't look so tidy, and some places are quite messy.

She stood there quietly, activated her spiritual power again, raised her hand, and waved.

I saw that wherever the colorful spiritual power belt went, it became fluorescent, and the furniture seemed to be coated with a layer of silver light, shining brightly.

Because he was too excited, Ye Mingming cleaned the whole room, even under the bed, the kitchen, and the bathroom.

The room, which looked clean to the naked eye, was actually cleaned with a dust ball the size of a ping-pong ball.

But within 2 minutes, the spiritual power in her body was exhausted, and her cultivation was still too weak.

But she can't deny the benefits of cultivation, at least it can save a lot of time to grow plants with spiritual power.

Cleaning is the most obvious, and it can also save water, electricity, and manpower. This is simply a super perfect vacuum cleaner.

Only now did Ye Mingming realize that cultivation brings many benefits.

It provided her with endless motivation for her path of self-cultivation with a less clear purpose.

She firmly believes that this is the first step of the Long March, and her path of cultivation will never be smooth sailing.

No matter what, if there are any difficulties and obstacles, she will not be afraid of them, forge ahead and persevere.

"Hello, is this Gu Ziyuan?" On Sunday morning, Ye Mingming called Gu Ziyuan from the public phone booth in the community.

A gentle and gentle male voice responded briefly. "it's me."

"I'm Ye Mingming who invited you to dinner. Do you know where Liyuan Community is?" The clear and pleasant voice on the other end of the phone reached Gu Ziyuan's ears.

"I know." After finishing speaking, Gu Zi was slightly stunned. He had felt a familiar spiritual power fluctuation in a building opposite his house since yesterday.

The main reason was that the fluctuation of spiritual power was not very strong, and then disappeared, which did not attract his special attention.

Now that I think about it, could it be that Ye Mingming's new home is there.

The female voice on the other end of the phone was much lighter. "This is the best way. You come to the gate of the community on time at twelve noon today, and I will wait for you there."

After meeting again that night, Ye Mingming thought about it for several days, and finally decided to invite Gu Ziyuan to dinner at home.

In her own territory, she is still confident, not to mention that she couldn't sleep after cleaning with cleaning technique last night.

In the room again, a defensive formation was arranged using the formation map left by the ancestors.

If this is not enough, her worst plan is to hide in the phantom mirror.

She also absolutely believes that her vision of seeing people is not so bad.

She didn't have much purpose, she just wanted to know if he was a monk, and where all the monks in this world were now.

"Okay, see you at noon." Gu Ziyuan also had some expectations for this appointment.

"Well, see you then." Ye Mingming hung up the phone as soon as he finished speaking, and walked upstairs.

As she walked, she wondered if she should buy a mobile phone. She used to have no money and was reluctant, and there was a phone in the dormitory. She usually just used a phone card to call home.

But now that she has moved out, her family members call her to find her, which is really inconvenient when there is an emergency.

At noon on Sunday, the sky was clear, the sun was warm, quiet and clear.

The slow autumn wind is warm and gentle, the blue sky and white clouds are melodious and elegant.

At twelve o'clock, a young man wearing a white casual jacket, black trousers, and simple clothes, but his appearance and temperament are very eye-catching, walked unhurriedly to the gate of Liyuan Community.

Gu Ziyuan saw at a glance that under the shade of the green trees outside the community, there was Ye Mingming, who was wearing the same white T-shirt as him, blue short jeans, tall and slender, with skin as white as snow.

However, what he saw was her background, standing there quietly and gracefully.

The sunlight passed through the yellowish leaves, and fell on the ground to form speckled broken shadows. At the same time, it also fell on the top of her head and her slender figure. The autumn wind slowly lifted her black hair to the sky. forward, stroking her cheek.

Just a back view, fresh as a slim flower, I don't know what the black-haired owner is thinking about?
There were many passers-by, and most of them would turn their heads to look at her, constantly sizing up this rare beauty in his opinion.

However, she didn't seem to respond, maybe she was used to the feeling of being noticed, she didn't care anymore, she was just staring in the direction across the road.

In an instant, a picture flashed across Gu Ziyuan's sea of ​​knowledge.

A little girl in white clothes in an ancient costume followed behind him, a young man, all day long.

Who are the young men?
Who is that little girl in white?

He was very puzzled. Ever since he met her, he had experienced that familiar feeling many times. It was like this last time, and it was the same last time, and it's even more so now...

Moreover, she also seems to prefer white tops, and prefers to wear jeans, which make her legs straight and slender.

We met three times in total, and each time we wore different clothes, but the colors were similar.

These can also be interpreted as personal preferences, maybe just a coincidence.

But why did he feel this familiarity only when he met her?

Well, now's not the time to think about that, he's going to be late.

(End of this chapter)