MTL - World of Cultivation-~ Section III: Small House (middle)

Section III: Small House (中) ("")

When I moved in, I left to find a place where I could meditate and found a quiet room. Pushing open the quiet room door, a rotten smell of nose blowing. There were a lot of futons scattered on the ground, and it was already rotten into a pile of grass. There is only one futon, which remains roughly intact.

Zuo Mo spent a lot of effort to clean up the quiet room, leaving only the complete futon to remain.

When Zuo Mo first sat on the futon, he stayed.

The position of the futon, the aura is far more intense than other places!

Zuo Mo, who was mad in his heart, thought it was the merits of the futon, but he quickly found the real reason - there was a small branch of the futon under the futon! This is very small, and there is no feeling when you leave the futon.

Until then, he gradually realized that the unknown brother would build such a large courtyard, in order to cover this small gap.

This unknown brother quickly became the idol of Zuo Mo.

The big Xifeng, such a small vein can be found, and you can open your own Lingtian, so able to resist, it is not like a foreign disciple.

After learning the secret of discovering the pulse, Zuo Mo became more and more low-key. He knows that the money is not revealed. If this interception is known to others, the secret is only inevitable, and the best result is also recovered by the sect.

In one breath, he placed more than 30 futons on the floor of the quiet room. In addition, there were seventy or eighty futons in the corner. These futons vary in color and vary in shape, all of which he personally weaves. Zombie Xiaomo likes to weave this strange hobby of futons, which is widely spread among the disciples. So that when some people plan to ask for help, they will buy a few exquisite futons as gifts. This directly led to the growing number of futons, filled with quiet rooms.

But Zuo Moping insisted on meditating on the preserved old futon. It hasn't rotted for so long, maybe there is anything special about this futon. The unpredictable, unnamed brother, let him be careful about anything that has been preserved in the house, and dare not have a small heart.

The only thing that left Zuo Mo a little regret is that Ling Tian has been abandoned for too long, and the grade has fallen one step. Now it is just a product. It took a lot of effort to regain vitality. But it takes time to re-upgrade the second product.

Five acres of Lingtian were all planted in Linggu, a half-high Ling Valley, with jagged edges on the edges of the leaves, which are very sharp. If you are not careful, it is easy to be cut. These Linggu are planted at the same time, the height is very neat, green and very gratifying.

It’s just that at night, it’s going to be a bit sinister.

In order to prevent someone from stealing, the courtyard was set up under the ban. These low-level bans have no lethality, but if they touch, they are very moving.

The entire small courtyard was corrupted, the spider webs were everywhere, and the furniture and the like were all spoiled. The array in the house was also in disrepair due to years of inability to operate. No one grabs him.

This has no effect on Zuo Mo. He likes to sleep on the roof at night, sit in the quiet room, and the other rooms are empty, or as a warehouse, stacking some ordinary food. Well, the micro-light method, he re-find someone to engrave one, the night lighting is used, and the rest he is too lazy to spend that money.

Sitting on the futon, the strong aura around him made him feel very comfortable. Control emotions, converge on the mind, physical strength and slow movement.