In the early morning of the next day, Lu Yangsheng was sweating profusely and seemed to have had a terrible nightmare, but when he opened his eyes, he could not remember anything.

Outside, the sun has risen early.

At this time, a Taoist priest was secretly holding a piece of grass and gently playing with it on Lu Yangsheng's nose, with a trademark evil smile on his face. He looked so mean.

Seeing Lu Yangsheng open his eyes, Jiang Guining was startled, quickly threw away the grass leaves in his hand, pretended to be nonchalant, and gave him a slap in the face.

"My little brother is awake? I see that he seems to be a little obsessed and is trying to clear his meridians. Don't blame me, don't blame me."

I don't know why, but Lu Yangsheng, whose perception of the little Taoist priest had improved somewhat yesterday, is now very annoyed with him, but his wariness has been lowered a lot unconsciously.

Ignoring the fake Taoist priest in front of him, Lu Yangsheng touched the sweat on his forehead and felt like he was having a nightmare again, but he couldn't remember what he was doing.

Maybe it was because he had too many nightmares recently, so Lu Yangsheng didn't pay attention. He just felt a little numb in his legs and feet, so he quickly stood up and stamped his feet.

Seeing that Lu Yangsheng ignored her, Jiang Guining was not annoyed, but continued to come closer and continued to stare at Lu Yangsheng's somewhat pale face.

Being looked at by Jiang Guining, who was a little confused, Lu Yangsheng could only say helplessly to Jiang Guining.

"Taoist Priest, it's getting late. I still have to go into the mountains, and you also have to make money. Can you stop staring at me like that? It's so scary."

Jiang Guining didn't say anything, and Lu Yangsheng didn't know what was going on with him, so he didn't intend to pay any attention to the Taoist priest. He turned sideways and ducked past Jiang Guining.

"Brother, do you know you are going to die?"

Lu Yangsheng was about to step out of the door when Jiang Guining spoke quietly, without saying anything shocking, and said that Lu Yangsheng was going to die.

Lu Yangsheng paused for a moment and turned to look at Jiang Guining.

"Taoist Priest, why do you say that?"

Now Lu Yangsheng is very afraid of death, so Jiang Guining's words immediately hit his heart and forced him to stop.

Jiang Guining stared at Lu Yangsheng's face for a long time, shaking his head and sighing from time to time, which made Lu Yangsheng feel a little panicked.

After watching for a long time, Jiang Guining finally spoke.

"Brother, your current state is the first state of sense source, right?"

This sentence made Lu Yangsheng's heart skip a beat, but the expression on his face could not be seen at all.

Lu Yangsheng tilted his head and looked at Jiang Guining in confusion, his two big clear eyes seemed to be saying "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

Jiang Guining didn't talk nonsense. He stretched out his hand and flicked it. A ray of spiritual energy was suddenly caught by him, transformed into various shapes in his hand, and then swallowed by Jiang Guining.

Lu Yangsheng was stunned as he watched on the side. He raised a finger and pointed at Jiang Guining, unable to say a word.

"Hehe, I didn't expect it. Xiaodao, I am also a cultivator, and I am better than you. How about it? Is it awesome?"

Jiang Guining's face was full of scorn, and she was winking at him, no matter how hard she looked, she deserved a beating.

Lu Yangsheng was really shocked. Who would have thought that such a little Taoist priest, who looked like a charlatan at first glance, was actually not an ordinary person. The technique of swallowing spiritual energy just now was not like his own way of absorbing a ray of spiritual energy.

How can this guy compare to someone who has to sleep for half a day?

Looking at Lu Yangsheng who was speechless, Jiang Guining was even more complacent. He coughed and tightened his face, trying to pretend to be a worldly expert, but he couldn't suppress the curvature of the corners of his mouth.

This is the first time Lu Yangsheng sees a cultivator other than himself and Ying Xingxuan. If he is not that person, then Jiang Guining can be said to be the only cultivator Lu Yangsheng has seen. So he looks half taller than him.

With Jiang Guining standing still, Lu Yangsheng couldn't help but walked up to him, stretched out his finger and tapped his thigh.

Jiang Guining continued to pretend to be a superior person and glanced sideways at Lu Yangsheng.

I don't know what he thought, but Lu Yangsheng suddenly reached out and pinched Jiang Guining's thigh. Jiang Guining's face immediately turned purple, and he screamed "Ouch", and he jumped up immediately. Unexpectedly, he forgot that he was in the house.

Inside, at the height of Lu Yangsheng's house, the result can be imagined.

After finally pulling her head out of the roof, Jiang Guining looked at Lu Yangsheng sadly. Her expression looked like that of a young daughter-in-law who had been bullied by an evil mother-in-law, full of resentment.

Lu Yangsheng's face was red and he was embarrassed and couldn't say a word.

"You brat, why are you pinching me?"

Jiang Guining stared at Lu Yangsheng fiercely, with a ferocious expression. It wasn't that she hated Lu Yangsheng, but it mainly hurt.

Lu Yangsheng lowered his head and admitted his mistake, his voice like a mosquito.

"My mother said that people who dream cannot feel pain."

As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Guining completely exploded.

"Then why are you pinching yourself? Look, it's all purple."

Lifting his trousers, his white thighs were exposed. Just looking at her skin color, Jiang Guining could outshine Lu Yangsheng. Some young wives might not be able to compare with him. But now there is a purple-green patch on these white and tender thighs.

, extremely conspicuous.

Jiang Guining suspected that this kid was seeking revenge, otherwise how could it be so serious? Logically speaking, he couldn't know what happened in Lu Yangsheng's state of mind last night, and he had never offended this kid, right? Why was he so sinister?

Lu Yangsheng glanced secretly, his face reddening. It was already incredible that he wanted to pinch him accidentally, but then he didn't know why, but he just felt that the little Taoist priest deserved a beating, so the strength on his hand became a lot stronger unconsciously, and he didn't know why.

Carefully use the few strands of spiritual energy in your body.

Lu Yangsheng swore that it was really an accident. Those few wisps of spiritual energy were very strange. It was really not his intention to move on their own.

Jiang Guining rubbed her thighs with a sad face and looked at Lu Yangsheng sadly. Lu Yang didn't know what to do and could only continue to stand with his head down.

"You brat, tell me how to deal with it."

Jiang Guining didn't intend to give up, but as soon as he finished speaking, he heard his stomach growling.

The only food Lu Yangsheng cooked was porridge. Although Jiang Guining was treated to thick porridge, porridge was porridge and he couldn't resist hunger. In addition, it had been another night, so it would be strange if he wasn't hungry.

Hearing Jiang Guining's stomach growling, Lu Yangsheng looked pained and said softly: "Taoist Priest, how about I treat you to dinner?"

Jiang Guining originally planned to say something, but his stomach growled again, so he could only say one sentence with a look of sadness and anger.

"Okay, but I want thick porridge and a steamed bun."

Jiang Guining remembered very clearly that there should be two wowotou left in the rice vat at Lu Yangsheng's house, and it would be a great honor for her to only have one.

Lu Yangsheng said "Oh" and started to cook. He didn't eat breakfast before. After all, he could save one meal, but it seemed that he couldn't save this meal today.

Lu Yangsheng filled a little rice, took two steamed buns, and walked to the kitchen with a distressed face. Before going out, Lu Yangsheng carefully took a look at the roof with another hole, and his already distressed face became even more ugly.

Jiang Guining also saw the look Lu Yangsheng gave, and said dissatisfied: "What are you looking at? This time I don't blame Xiaodao, Xiaodao's head still hurts."

Lu Yangsheng glanced at Jiang Guining resentfully and hurried out.

Not long after, the smell of rice came, and Jiang Guining's stomach growled louder. He couldn't stand the smell, so he limped to the kitchen.

When Lu Yangsheng heard the commotion, he looked back and saw Jiang Guining coming out, so he said, "Taoist Master, wait a moment, he's not recovered yet."

Jiang Guining didn't even look at Lu Yangsheng. She snorted coldly, took a deep breath, showed a satisfied look on her face, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

This scene happened to be seen by Lu Yangsheng, and the young man was speechless for a while, which meant that he had never studied, otherwise he would definitely know that this kind of behavior can only be described in two words, that is, wretched.

The young man suppressed the chill in his heart and continued to light the fire, pretending that he had not seen this scene.

Finally, the meal was ready, and this time there was no need for Lu Yangsheng to greet him. Jiang Guining picked up the ladle and served herself the rice. She snorted coldly when she passed by Lu Yangsheng.

Looking at Jiang Guining who was reincarnated like a starving ghost, Lu Yangsheng really didn't know what to say. After all, he is a cultivator of immortals. Not to mention that he is as immortal as in the story of Master Jiu. At least he should be better than ordinary people. But

This Taoist priest is really...hard to describe in words.

Jiang Guining ate very quickly, finishing a full scoop in just a short while. At this time, Lu Yangsheng had not finished the rice in his broken bowl.

After filling up some more rice, Jiang Guining ate her own steamed buns. As she ate, she opened her mouth bit by bit, as if she was savoring the finest delicacies, and even licked her fingers when she was done.

Then he picked up the rice porridge in the ladle and continued to eat.

Lu Yangsheng was dumbfounded by this scene. He glanced at the steamed bun in his hand. Lu Yangsheng cautiously walked to Jiang Guining and pushed him.

Jiang Guining raised her head buried in the gourd, glanced at Lu Yangsheng, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

Lu Yangsheng forced a smile and said, "Taoist Priest, you just said I was going to die. What did you mean?"

Jiang Guining said "hehe" twice and said with a sullen face: "I'm not in the mood, I don't want to talk."

When Lu Yangsheng heard what he said, he handed over the cornbread in his hand.

Jiang Guining swallowed and took it without hesitation. After taking a bite, she closed her eyes and let out a long breath before speaking.

"It's nothing. Didn't I tell you this morning? Your practice has gone a little crazy."

Lu Yangsheng asked curiously: "What is obsession?"

Jiang Guining glanced at Lu Yangsheng strangely.

"You don't even understand this?"

Lu Yangsheng shook his head.

"This is strange. Who is your master? I haven't told you about it?"

Lu Yangsheng continued to shake his head and said: "I don't have a master for the time being."

Jiang Guining was even more surprised.

"Then how did you embark on the path of spiritual practice?"

Lu Yangsheng had no intention of telling the truth, so he made up an excuse with little hesitation.

"One day I had a dream about a strange person, and then there was an extra skill in my mind. Then I tried it, and that was it."
To be continued...