The time-traveling husband is also comprehensible

After waiting for a while, Kong Mingfan got up and walked towards him. Ding Baocheng waved to him with a smile on his face and shouted, "Brother Kong!"

Unexpectedly, Kong Mingfan glanced at him and closed the window gently...

Ding Baocheng had a bad nose, and had no choice but to go back to his small courtyard with bitterness in his heart. He didn't know what happened to Kong Mingfan, and he didn't know what happened to himself.

——Why does Kong Derry feel happy when he doesn’t come to talk to him, and why does Kong Mingfan feel unhappy if he doesn’t come to talk to him?

Poor Daoist Ding has practiced for 300 years and is a straight man of steel who is devoted to Taoism. He has never thought about this matter, and he is used to it.

Considering that he was not proficient in using this new shell, Ding Baocheng saw that no one cared about him, so he just concentrated on practicing.

He said hello to Xiao Fuzi to retreat, then locked the door and drew shielding eyes on the door with cinnabar.

From then on, I kept my ears shut and devoted myself to cultivating my immortality.

...

It was the third day when Ding Baocheng's cultivation of immortality was getting better.

Kong Mingfan finally put down his chopsticks at the moment when Xiao Fuzi and the others brought the food: "Madam really told you that you don't need to deliver food and don't want anyone to bother you?"

Xiao Anzi was resentful: "The new wife is too ignorant of flattery, master treats him badly? I haven't seen anyone for three days in a row. Let's see how anxious the master is!"

"..." Kong Mingfan shook his tea-drinking hand, coughed lightly, and turned his face coldly.

Xiao Fuzi grabbed Xiao Anzi, who was so pure and honest, and stepped forward to share his master's worries and problems: "Master, last time when my wife told me to retreat and practice, although he didn't take the initiative to talk about master, I told him He is obviously happy when he remembers that you will worry about him. It is conceivable that Madam is also looking forward to your master visiting him."

Xiao Shunzi echoed from the side: "Yes, master, I saw that you were quite indifferent to him when Madam came to dinner two days ago, and I really can't blame Madam for being so petty. My brother, you are very delicate, always To coax."

Kong Mingfan frowned: "You said, he wants me to coax him?"

When Xiao Fuzi heard this, he knew there was something to be said, and nodded with a smile, "Naturally! Master, you don't know what to do when you're in it, but when you encounter emotional matters, you don't see clearly like others. Madam knows that Master treats him well, so naturally you will I won't think about going to the capital anymore. Besides, the little Mrs. Wang Bao doesn't care much about Master Derui, and she has rejected him several times. It's Master Derui who stalks him so badly, and the poor lady is kind enough to refuse him."

Kong Mingfan thought for a while, picked up the chopsticks and put them down twice, then slowly got up and said: "Since he wants me to visit, then, I will visit once or twice."

"It's the master, I'll prepare some pastries right now!" Xiao Fuzi and Xiao Shunzi followed out, and told Xiao Anzi, "You put away the dishes and keep them warm when the master comes back."

"Oh..." Xiao Anzi looked at the dishes on the empty table, and was speechless: "How can you tell that the madam wants the master to visit? Why do I feel that the madam is very quiet and at ease alone?"

...

Ding Baocheng's journey of cultivating immortals has made great progress in the past three days. After going through hardships, he finally condensed into a soul.

The soul is unique to each cultivator, which means the beginning of the road of cultivation, and will accompany the cultivator to upgrade together. Unless the golden core is broken, the soul will not die.

Only when the soul is formed and can be transformed into any shape according to one's own thoughts without any mistakes at all, can it prove that the foundation building is completed, and only in this way can a solid foundation be laid for the next step of Qi training.

Ding Baocheng looked at the spirit ball floating above his head exuding light blue mist, the spirit was waiting for Ding Baocheng's order to fix an initial state for it.

It can be people, trees, flowers, plants, animals, or any image of everything with a soul, it all depends on Ding Baocheng's preferences, but the soul cannot be changed after the soul is transformed, so you have to concentrate on it.

The image of Ding Baocheng's soul before was his master. When he failed to overcome the catastrophe in the previous life, his golden core was broken and his soul returned to chaos. Now it is really rare to condense it again.

However, it is said that 300 years ago, there were frequent wars, and the decline of Taoism and Fa fell to a low point.Five-year-old Ding Baocheng was exiled because of the famine and his family broke up. Thanks to his master Qing Xuzi who took pity on him and accepted him into his teacher's school, he survived his death and practiced Taoism to cultivate immortality.

Because no one has formed an alchemy for thousands of years, and no one has ascended, so there is cholera.The ascetics were utterly disappointed with the inactive Wuliang Tianzun and even the entire fairy world. They gave up their cultivation one after another, and each made a living. Only him and Qingxuzi were left in the Taoist temple.

His master, Qing Xuzi, had never been able to form an alchemy all his life, and when Ding Baocheng was 25 years old, he finally succeeded in establishing the foundation. When he went to tell his master the good news, he found out that his master had passed away.

So in memory of his master, Ding Baocheng pinched his soul into the appearance of Qingxuzi, the Taoist priest with fairy wind, bone, crane hair and childlike appearance...

He recalled Qingxuzi's voice and smile, and gradually integrated Qingxuzi's personal attributes in his memory into his soul, and his nose felt a little sore.

Just as Ding Baocheng recited the Transformation Jue to let Lingpo take the final step to transform into Qingxuzi's appearance, there was a knock on the door suddenly!

Then I heard Kong Mingfan say: "Ma'am, I'm here."

Ding Baocheng looked up at the twisted and twisted spirit waiting to transform into form. He had read all the formulas, so he had to pinch his face quickly before the spirit was finalized!

But now Ding Baocheng's mind is full of Kong Mingfan's face, what to do!

If you don't hurry up, how can the soul randomly generate a crooked melon and cracked date?Ding Bao became a mess, and suddenly thought that the ugly thing that failed to transform into his mind every day would also affect his practice...

Ding Baocheng forced himself to concentrate, trying to think about his master's silver Xuan Taoist robe, Bai Fuchen, gourd and white jade Xiao hanging on his waist, paulownia harp on his back, and his face...

"Bao'er?" Kong Mingfan yelled again, with some disturbing pampering in his tone: "Don't be angry, I left you in the cold two days ago..."

This Bao'er shout made Ding Baocheng's body tremble and his old face became hot.