Lady Cultivator

If it was an ordinary child, they might not feel the aura and would stop practicing, but Mo Tiange never gave up.

After her mother died, she lived in the ancestral house without feeling any family affection at all. For a child with a sensitive heart, it really felt like years. Being in such an environment, she misses her father whom she has never met more and more, especially after learning that her father is likely to possess immortality, this feeling of admiration is even stronger.

She didn't know that the monks in the world of cultivating the immortals all felt the spiritual energy entering the body from the extremely strong spiritual energy, while the casual cultivators in the secular world often didn't have such detailed references, and they didn't know what the spiritual energy entered the body. They only discovered the appearance of the spiritual energy after years of practice.

There was a problem in cultivation, but there was no one to ask, so Mo Tiange had to look through the books in the library. Unfortunately, among ordinary people, it is very rare to have two books related to the world of cultivating immortals. Even if she looked through the library, she couldn't find any useful information.

Although she can't feel the spiritual energy, she still meditates every night. In her spare time, she carefully recalled the Su Nu Jue and the knowledge imprinted in her mind by her ancestors, hoping to find some enlightenment from it. Although she still doesn't understand many things, she firmly believes that these will definitely be useful in the future.

A few months passed in a blink of an eye, and she still hadn't cultivated spiritual energy, but her homework improved by leaps and bounds. The practice made her memory stronger, and her comprehension was not like that of a seven-year-old child. Later, the master even allowed her not to attend lectures, but to just read and write by herself, and ask him if she didn't understand, so Mo Tiange stayed in the library all day. This made other children very envious, especially Tianjun and Tianqiao.

Knowing that her homework is good, the uncle and auntie treated her a lot better, and asked Tianjun to ask her more questions, which made Tianjun envious and jealous. He wanted to find an opportunity to bully her, but he didn't have the guts. The happiest thing was Tianqiao, she had always had a headache with her homework, and with Tiange by her side, someone helped her with her homework.

Only Zheng's attitude towards her is still the same, she doesn't give her a good face, she just thinks that there is no such person in the family.

However, Mo Tiange didn't care about it. Ever since she got to know the world of cultivating immortals and knew that her father was also a cultivator, she only had one thought in her heart, that is to succeed in cultivation and leave here to find her father.

Going to school, working, practicing, this is all of her life, although sometimes she will feel sad when she thinks of her mother, but the desire to find her father overwhelms everything.

Day by day, there is not even much time to play with Tianqiao. Tianqiao is being forced by her mother to learn how to work as a female worker, and every time she comes to play with her, she always looks enviously, because no one forces her to learn these things. But Tian Ge thought in her heart that Tianqiao is the happy one, because she cares, that's why the aunt is so strict with her.

Another day of failure in cultivation, Mo Tiange woke up from the state of meditation.

She is already used to this state. Every time she sits down, her mind will automatically enter meditation, and when she wakes up, she will be refreshed.

Looking up, the sky is still dark and the moon is bright. The moonlight is bright and white, like a piece of gauze without variegation, shining in through the window and spreading it on the bed.

She stretched out her hand involuntarily, wanting to pick up the moonlight. I saw the full moonlight rippling in the palm of my hand, gentle and bright. She couldn't help feeling a little crazy.

I still remember that she once asked her mother if the moon could be picked off. The mother smiled and stretched out her hand, holding the moonlight in front of her, and said, there is a beautiful moonlight without taking it off.

Thinking of this, Mo Tiange's eyes couldn't help but heat up. It's been almost three months. It was autumn when my mother died, and now it's winter. She tried her best not to miss her mother, studied hard, and practiced seriously, but... she still misses her mother very much.

Tears kept falling, and she wanted to cry again. mother……

Suddenly, the light in the corner of his eyes became brighter and brighter. She forgot to cry and stared blankly at her wrist.

It was a string of glazed beads, which Mother found out on purpose when she was dying, and said it belonged to Father. When she got the bead, she didn't know where to put it, so she put a set on her hand, but she slipped it in,

And it fits tightly on her hand, it doesn't fit at all. So, she wore it like this.

But after wearing the beads for such a long time, she never noticed any abnormalities. She only thought that the beads were so beautiful, each one was completely white, without any impurities. And it is neither hot nor cold, and I feel peaceful in my heart when I wear it on my body.

At this time, the string of beads on the wrist was getting hotter and hotter, as if it was burning. The light became brighter and brighter, from a little light of rice grains to bigger and bigger, spreading over her hands and legs little by little until it surrounded her entire body.

Mo Tiange felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and he arrived in a completely dark world.

In this world, there is no light, nothing, just empty space.

In this darkness, a little light suddenly appeared. The light was a point at first, and then extended into a line. The line became longer and longer, and suddenly turned into a shooting star, hitting her fiercely from a distance.

Before she could cry out, she was penetrated by the white light——

cold. She thought it would be pain, but it didn't, she just felt cold, the cold air first started from the wrist, slowly flowed along the meridian to the shoulder, and then went down to the dantian.

When the light enters the dantian, it wanders in it, coiling in circles, and slowly, other rays of light flow in, one by one, gathering into a group, and gradually turning into a small ball. The small ball stays in it, from time to time, light is released from it, travels through the meridian, and finally returns to the small ball, forming a cycle.

She opened her eyes suddenly.

Feel the condition of the body carefully, and sure enough, there is a trace of cold air between the meridians, passing through continuously, and then flowing into the dantian.

Discovering this situation, Mo Tiange was pleasantly surprised.

Reiki, this must be the aura mentioned in the exercises!

She hurriedly sat cross-legged again, preparing to perform a cycle according to the exercises.

Carefully guide this aura through certain acupuncture points, nourish the body, and finally return to Dantian. Mo Tiange didn't stop practicing until this aura stayed firmly in his dantian.

She finally reached the state of spiritual energy entering the body.

After finishing the aura operation, she hurriedly looked at the beads on her wrist.

At this time, the beads had lost their dazzling white light, and were still the same as before, each one was translucent white, sticking to her wrist without the slightest gleam.

However, she was sure that it wasn't her hallucination just now, this bead must be a magic weapon left by her father!

Thinking of this, Mo Tiange became even more excited. Dad must know that she can practice immortality, so he left this magic weapon to help her practice, so that he can go to him in the future.

However, she still doesn't understand what is going on with this bead. It has been normal for so long, but today, when her tears fell on it, aura appeared. Could it be because of tears?