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

Chapter 50

The strangest thing about Ye Mingming is that people generally don't respect Guan Gong or Bodhisattvas. It's really strange here, as if they are enshrining the patriarch.

Could it be that Rong Yu, like Gu Ziyuan, is also...

If it was true, then they were probably at the fourth level of qi training at the lowest level, so she couldn't detect the fluctuations in their spiritual power.

Gu Ziyuan stopped outside a room door, looked back, and almost bumped into Ye Mingming who was on his back. "This is Rongyu's lounge, come in."

"Is it safe to speak here?" Ye Mingming withdrew her mind, her courage just now had gone to the sky.

It's a bit of a paranoid, paranoid feeling, and I don't feel at ease about anything.

Because she forgot one thing, as the cultivation base increases, the monk's hearing is terrible.

Within a certain range, there is only what they don't want to hear, and there is nothing they can't hear. She is really a bit reckless.

Gu Ziyuan understood Ye Mingming's doubts. In other people's territory, no one can completely let go of their guard.

He explained calmly, "Don't worry, I'll set up an enchantment, and no one will hear our conversation."

Gu Ziyuan waved his hands lightly, and a transparent barrier dissipated in the air.

In the end, there was no trace with the naked eye.

It turned out that he made a sound-proof enchantment, which covered the entire room.

No one can eavesdrop on their conversation until the sound insulation is removed.

This is indeed very practical, but unfortunately she is not capable enough to get it out.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" After sitting down, Ye Mingming put the bag in front of him, clutching the bag, and asked first.

Gu Ziyuan noticed Ye Mingming's actions and knew that she was still a little nervous. "Are you aware that I am a monk?"

Then, a black teapot and two teacups of the same black color suddenly appeared in his hand.

There is no decorative pattern on the teapot or cup, it is as simple as that.

He poured warm tea into the two black teacups, which were about seventy percent full.

Pushing one cup to the coffee table where Ye Mingming was sitting, he picked up another cup and tasted it.

Ye Mingming didn't need to ask, he also knew that Gu Ziyuan himself must have a storage ring.

She glanced again, and the hand that protruded from his teapot was indeed wearing a ring with the same color and pattern as her left middle finger.

Well, if he exposes his details, it means that he is not afraid of her knowing.

She was not a talkative person, so she naturally wouldn't talk nonsense, unless she had lived enough and disliked herself for not dying fast enough.

Since we are friends, we should pretend we don't know anything and keep each other's secrets.

Ye Mingming thought about it carefully, Gu Ziyuan's cultivation must be far above hers.

If you really want to grab her things, it is absolutely easy, there is no need to bring her here.

After her mood calmed down, she spoke eloquently. "Yes, since the first time we met in Luyuan, when you took us to the box with Mo Lan, I have had doubts."

"Do you know why? Why should I give you the box?" Gu Ziyuan nodded.

Sure enough, she is not completely stupid, she still has a certain power of observation.

He himself has never been an impulsive person. That day, he did something that he didn't think was wrong until now.

Ye Mingqing's tender fingers gently wrapped the warm, dark teacup in his hand, made of unknown material, without any engraved patterns.

The tea inside is obviously brewed from Lingquan water, the color is clear, and the tea fragrance is wafting.

This is not the most important thing, the tea is not attractive enough to her, it turns out that there is another function of the storage ring, which she never knew about.

Obviously, when he took out the teapot and the tea in it from the storage ring.

It has never happened before that the so-called master of cultivation used spiritual power to heat the tea, but the tea was hot.

There is only one possibility. In the storage ring, if something is put in, it will still be the same when it comes out.

Great, she can cook more meals at a time later and keep them inside the ring.

When you want to eat, you can take it out directly at any time without heating it, it is as fresh as just out of the pan, and it can save a lot of time for cultivation.

Although the phantom mirror can also keep fresh, every day is like spring all the year round, it is the best environment suitable for people to live in.

The disadvantage is that there is no one, and it will suffocate if you stay for a long time, and there is no guarantee that the food will be hot.

As soon as he entered the door of cultivation, Ye Mingming was curious about everything he saw.

The more important reason is that she doesn't know if someone will notice if something is taken out of the phantom mirror every time?

Therefore, she never uses the phantom mirror in front of people.

She was never willing to take risks with her most important trump card.

Seeing Ye Mingming, who was too far away, a contented smile hung on his delicate cheeks.

Gu Ziyuan found that he couldn't bear to interrupt her dream, but he had other things to do and couldn't stay for too long.

Gu Ziyuan coughed lightly.

She was serious just now, but now she is captured by a cup of tea, thinking about it, she really likes to be in a daze.

Is this also the case in cultivation, so I am afraid it will be difficult to go far on this road?

I hope he thinks too much.

He was awakened by Gu Ziyuan's cough.

Only then did Ye Mingming realize that he had done something stupid again. He was only thinking about things and forgot that there was someone beside him.

She blushed slightly. "Does the food in that store have aura?"

"Yes, but there is less aura in the lobby, and more boxes." Gu Ziyuan said calmly.

Ye Mingming nodded, with a dignified expression. "It's exactly what I thought it was."

Gu Ziyuan stared at her with black eyes, his tone was a little heavy. "Since there is aura, who would go there often?"

Ye Mingming followed his words and blurted out. "Monk."

It was only at this moment that she suddenly realized that this was the crux of the matter.

He recognized her right after she went, and the other monks were there, would he remind her kindly like he did to her?
Sure enough, those who don't know are not innocent, but the consequences are very serious.

"Low cultivation base, don't hide aura. If someone targets you, what will happen..." Gu Ziyuan said to himself.

He didn't know that his tone was much heavier than before, as if Ye Mingming was his little junior sister, and began to teach him a lesson.

He had a gentle look just now, but when he said that, his face changed.

Subconsciously, Ye Mingming quickly defended himself. "I don't want to do that at all. I didn't know that the dishes there had spiritual energy. I just went for the fame. Besides, I just started to practice, so I didn't know where there were monks, and I didn't want to be recognized. But there is no one around me who knows cultivation, and I don't know where to ask. I don't know what method to use, how to do it, so as to cover up my spiritual energy fluctuations. Could it be that I will not be able to go out in the future?"

(End of this chapter)