"Is it immortal? Maybe, I don't know if it will never die." The alien said quietly.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but listening to his words and voices will make people’s minds gradually calm. Xue Cheng’s originally lost in a confused and uneasy heart, but every time he listens to his voice, he will gradually calm down.

There is nothing to do today. Just practice and practice. Just practice. Just practice. I have been busy for so many years, but I have no leisure time.

"Okay, then teach me how to practice." Xue Cheng fed the chicken food he picked up to the chicken treasures and returned to the aliens.

The alien nodded and said, "I need to first check your qualifications, meridians, and physical condition, and then write you a practice method that suits you based on your situation."

"Ah? Is it so troublesome? Since you are from the Immortal Cultivation Civilization, don't you even know a ready-made martial art?" Xue Cheng began to think about the various Immortal Cultivation novels he had read when he was young.

"I... have never seen their martial arts." The alien said whiningly.

Only then did Xue Cheng remember that he had said that he was a mortal.

"You are a mortal, you know how to detect qualifications and write martial arts. Are you like this everywhere?"

The aliens thought about it and said, "It's not all like this, only my tribe can do this."

It's blood again, and it seems that the aliens come from a special race. If they are either capable, they are liars. No matter what, they are special groups.

Xue Cheng felt that things were getting more and more funny: "You start investigating, don't you need to take off your clothes, right?"

If he said he needed it, he wouldn't have to continue acting anymore. This was not an alien at all. He was just a big liar who had used some tricks to fall in front of him in the square and deceived her into thinking that he had fallen from the sky. Then the question is, the excavator technology company... No, what is he like to deceive himself into a wealthless old lady?

"No, come here, I'll take a look." The alien stood up and said.

Xue Cheng walked over and stood opposite the alien to see what he was going to do.

The alien stood up and looked her down and said, "Okay, I'll think about what kind of martial arts to write for you. I haven't had lunch yet."

Xue Cheng said, "You go write, I go cook." The aliens had already eaten all six cakes, including the lunch and dinner she prepared for him. He had such a large amount of food, and it was almost evening now, and he had not had lunch yet, which was quite pitiful.

The alien went to his house and Xue Cheng went to the kitchen. Why did she feel like she was raising a liar who cheated on food and drink? But she thought that with his appearance, she would not deceive herself into such an old lady with nothing. She would be more delicious and spicy than to cheat a rich woman anywhere.

I picked a few bell peppers from the yard, fried a bell pepper egg, and it was still cornmeal porridge. A few leftover steamed buns were sliced ​​on the fire and roasted to eat.

I was just planning to ask the aliens to have dinner, but when I turned around, I found that he was already standing outside the kitchen door at some point.

"It's just right, the meal is on." Xue Cheng called him in and handed a small stool.

The alien took the stool but did not sit down to eat, and still stared at her. Even though Xue Cheng had an aunt-level psychological quality, he couldn't hold on: "What's wrong?"

"Well," the alien then withdrew his gaze and put down his stool and sat down. "I have never cared about the practice of monks before, so I don't know much about physique. When you cook, turning over dishes or cooking porridge will release the spiritual energy in your body and enter the meal."

"What is spiritual energy?"

"A kind of essence of the original essence of heaven and earth, you must not have spirits. They are born with some spiritual energy. As you age, they will be exhausted and decayed. However, monks can absorb spiritual energy from the outside world and transform them into their own spiritual power." Alien said.

Xue Cheng sighed: "No wonder I am so aging before I get old. I am fifty at the age of forty and have a problem. I have made countless meals over the years. The spiritual energy in my body is about to pass away, right?"

The alien nodded.

"Does I deserve to die when the spiritual energy in my body loses its light?" Xue Cheng couldn't help but feel that death is also a good relief compared to living like this.

Alien: "That probably won't be the case. Today I went out and saw many people who were still young, but they didn't have any spiritual energy on their bodies. The spiritual energy wasted and they could only lose their spirituality."

It turns out that I can't die. "Is there any way to prevent my spiritual energy from being lost while cooking?"

"This... you can practice. When you enter the Qi refining and you can feel the spiritual energy, you can find a way to stop your spiritual energy from flowing out." The alien thought for a while.

It seems that I must become a monk. In modern society, Xue Cheng thinks this is funny and unreliable. Just like the alien eating opposite, he is really handsome and unreliable. Is there such a beautiful man in this world? Isn’t this really an illusion?

"I have written the martial arts for you, and you can start practicing after dinner."

"So fast?" Xue Cheng thought that even a lower-level martial art would require a lot of effort. Even many monks had years of exploration and accumulation. He was less than a meal, and it was hard for primary school students to write a new word.

"I just wrote the introductory method from mortals to qi refining. You practice to get started first, and then I would like to write the subsequent exercises." "So what is my cultivation qualification?" Xue Cheng remembered the question just now.

The aliens felt embarrassed at all: "I didn't understand it too much, I'll tell you when I figure it out."

It feels like jumping into a novel I am writing, and it feels like it’s a pitfall.

Just trick her life is already a big pit, and she still cares about jumping into another small pit?

Having just had a meal in a restaurant, Xue Cheng was not hungry at all. When the aliens were having dinner, she cleaned up the courtyard and poured vegetables.

After dinner, he packed up and Xue Cheng took the "work" given by an alien to her to exercise. It was written on a few lines of words on a primary school student's homework paper, which was easy to understand:

"Breathe eighty-one times towards the moon, extend the five bodies to the maximum extent, open the pores of the acupoints, welcome the spiritual energy into the body, and lead the spiritual energy through the human statue vein, the earth and dragon vein, and the Tianque vein, and open the Kui acupoint, the mountain acupoint, the ***, and the root acupoint. The spiritual energy is rotated through the meridian acupoint, refined into spiritual power, and returned to the dantian." The word is written in a regular and clear manner, a bit like a printed body, and the sentences are straightforward and smooth. Xue Cheng thinks it is not like the cultivation method of immortals, but more like the note that teases people on April Fools' Day.

Moreover, her former surgeon doesn’t even recognize the acupoints and veins he wrote. Do you really have these things in the human body?
Chapter completed!