From heaven to earth, from far to near, it is all white.
No ups and downs, no light and shadow, no height and low...
She thought in a daze, is it snowing?
No, it's not snow.
Qiuqiu suddenly thought that she seemed to be standing in a world of white paper.
What was she doing the moment before?
Ah, by the way, she is practicing abilities with Shi'er and practicing dual cultivation.
It is definitely not impure, it is to practice the mind method together. Shi'er usually acts as a guide, but this time he completely gave the initiative to Qiuqiu.
Qiuqiu was a little nervous at first, but gradually, she felt how pleasant and wonderful the taste of freedom was. It was like a bird that had escaped the gravity and spread its wings and soared to the fullest. She felt that she could
Flying anywhere, nothing is rare to defeat her.
Sometimes she feels that the feeling of cultivation is really irresistible. Anyone who has embarked on this path does not want to retreat.
Because I can't let go, not only is there a huge temptation to realize the truth and ascension ahead, but also because the process of cultivation is like sucking opium, I can't let go in one bite.
But what's going on now?
Is she dreaming?
She fell asleep while practicing qigong again?
Qiuqiu thought sadly and angryly, she would not be able to continue like this. In the end, she would become sleeping. When would she catch up with Shi'er and stand shoulder to shoulder with him?
Maybe others will say that she is in a blessing and does not know how to be blessed. She will be so blessed in her life with such a respectful god. Why do you have to work hard?
But Qiuqiu thinks... the difference between these two people in love is better. Otherwise, she will never understand his realm in her life. If they don’t have a common language, then the relationship will not last long. Even if she can’t say anything he can.
If you respond, you must understand and understand, otherwise it will be nice to listen to it like Bai Ling sings, but it will be nice to talk to you completely. After a long time, you will be finished.
But her progress was too slow, almost standing still, but he was still moving forward. How can people catch up?
She can't tell Shi'er that your state has been stagnant for more than a hundred years, so you can continue to stop for a few more years, decades. Wait until I slowly accumulate my energy to catch up with you?
Qiuqiu felt dizzy when he looked at the white world.
There is no sense of space at all, and I can't even position where I stand. This feeling is really awkward.
The world of paper?
Who is the good partner of paper?
Of course it's a pen.
Qiuqiu touched his hand around his waist, and Mo Shuang was still tied around his waist.
She took Mo Shuang off and made a random stroke.
A faint ink color blew in front of my eyes, like a mist, falling in front of me, turning into dyed black flowers.
Although this ink idea is messy, it is a bit messy, which makes people feel more comfortable than a white look.
Qiuqiu held the pen and looked around.
She wasn't worried that someone would suddenly jump out and accuse her of writing randomly and tracing to destroy the environment.
But this film was purely dyed by her strokes. Even if no one blamed her, Qiuqiu herself would not feel at ease.
Waiting left and right, there was no abnormal movement.
Qiuqiu tried to walk left and right. But no matter which direction she went, there was no trace of leaving this world. Except for the ink trace she left herself, she could barely be used as a judgment coordinate. She had no sense of direction or distance, and seemed to have been
They are all standing still, unable to leave, and unable to break the shackles of this world.
What a strange place.
Qiuqiu simply picked up the pen and started drawing.
Speaking of which, everyone has probably done scribbling at the age of ignorance, and has written "Teacher Li is a bad guy" on the wall or written the names of stars they particularly like on the pencil case.
Otherwise, I have also drawn grids on the ground, playing with sandbags and hopscotch houses.
Of course, Qiuqiu would not be bored to draw squares on the ground to play.
But she really didn't know what to draw.
Draw Shi'er?
No, then when she walked around, wouldn’t she step on his face?
Shi'er probably doesn't mind being stepped on by her face...
Qiuqiu lay there and started painting happily.
First draw your face, then draw your hair, body, and clothes...
Qiuqiu laughed secretly. Just clothes are just like having one or half of them. There is no need to put too much ink, that would be a waste.
So Shi'er in her painting was only wearing a gauze bathrobe that was about to be covered but exposed. The top was wide open and exposed, and the bottom was a big slit that could not cover her thighs. After the drawing was finished, Qiuqiu smiled while pinching the pen.
Shake into a ball.
As for expressions, Qiuqiu has never seen Shi'er grin and laugh like a little bit!
She raised her head and imagined it, and then wrote happily.
Ah, by the way, he hasn't colored his pupils yet.
Qiuqiu pointed at him one by one and gave him dark pupils.
As soon as I got up, those eyes seemed to move.
Qiuqiu didn't notice, she had not completely gotten rid of the secret joy of "wearing Shi'er beautiful clothes".
Those eyes blinked again.
Qiuqiu lowered her head and observed it. She was about to draw Huo'er next to Shi'er. She had just painted a round head shell, but she didn't have time to add her nose and eyes, and suddenly she was gently patted on her shoulders.
Qiuqiu suddenly froze.
Is it an illusion?
As if to answer her questions, she was patted on her shoulder again.
Qiuqiu turned his head slowly stiffly.
Shi'er stood behind her and looked at her expressionlessly.
No, this shit...
Qiuqiu's eyes moved down from his face.
Shi'er is wearing... veiled... bathrobe?
He showed his arms above and his thighs below, and he didn't even have shoes, so he stood there barefoot.
Qiuqiu covered her mouth.
The force was so fierce that it was like slapping myself hard.
Is this Shi'er drawn by her?
Is it a real person or a fake person?
Qiuqiu looked at his side.
Well, it's =. Not a piece of tissue paper.
Then, is he real?
Qiuqiu stretched out his hand tentatively and pinched Shi'er's face.
It seems that there is no response?
She simply wanted to pinch it down-
Shi'er held her hand and gave up her idea of continuing to move, and turned to look around.
“Where is this place?”
"I don't know." Qiuqiu scratched her head in confusion: "I was here as soon as I opened my eyes... How did you come?"
"I also opened my eyes and saw myself standing here..."
Shi'er said celebrating, lowered her head and looked at her super sexy outfit, and was immediately confused by this bold and avant-garde dress style.
His expressionless face was so dark that his eyes were so dark that it was almost unsightly that Qiuqiu was frightened.
"This...I can explain it."
She tried to carry Mo Shuang over her body and cover up her guilt.
Although Shi'er has many questions, she also has many questions.
She glanced at the position where the portrait was just drawn - blank.
Could it be that Shi'er appeared here because she drew it? Then how did she appear?
Also, will the things drawn here come true?
It’s better to try it yourself than to think about it.
Qiuqiu squatted down again and drew a circle that was not very regular underground.
Shi'er looked at her every move seriously.
Qiuqiu looked up and smiled at him, then pointed a dot on the circle, and drew a short stalk.
Well, this is the universal magic weapon used in art classes to deal with homework when I was a child: drawing apples.
Of course, the eggs are better than apples. But that is too technical and Qiuqiu is disdainful of it.
A fantasy thing happened. The drawn apple pattern seemed to be flooding with water, and then the apple bulged from the paper, turning from a circle on the paper into a real apple.
Qiuqiu was stunned for a moment, stretched out his finger and poked it.
That's right. It's Apple.
She looked at Moshuang again.
What's going on?
Moshuang is a pen with only origin, but no matter how originated it is, it is not the pen of Ma Liang, the magic pen.
How does it make the drawn things become real people and real objects?
"What's going on?"
Qiuqiu held the apple in his palm and held it for Shi'er to show it. His mouth was so wide that it could stuff a duck egg.
She asked Shi'er habitually.
Shi'er knows everything and knows everything - although she draws this Shi'er.
Shi'er did not answer her questions about Apple first, but lowered her head a little. The tip of her nose almost pressed against her forehead and asked in a deep voice: "I'm...you drew it like this?"
"Well……"
Qiuqiu thought about it slowly. Shi'er's non-mainstream outfit seemed to be...
"Let's talk about the serious matter first." Qiuqiu tried hard to reverse the topic: "Where is this? Why did the drawn apple become real?"
It looks like an apple, but can it be eaten?
Fortunately, Shi'er did not continue to ask about his avant-garde clothes. He put the apple heavily back into Qiuqiu's palm: "This is not the real world."
Qiuqiu has guessed it.
There is an unreal meaning everywhere here.
"Then where is this?"
"If I'm not mistaken, this should be your sea of consciousness."
Qiuqiu is not a novice who just got started and didn’t know anything about it.
"Sea of consciousness...?"
I have heard of this term, but no one has ever systematically taught and defined the sea of consciousness. Which part of the body of the cultivator? In the mind, in the dantian?
The purpose of consciousness is very important to those who practice Taoism, but there is still no concept or explanation of how to improve and practice it.
Shi'er saw her blank eyes and her face was dull, and she knew that she couldn't understand: "Just think you're dreaming."
Qiu Qiu understands it in seconds!
Isn't it over to explain this earlier? I'd say that the high-end and fashionable academic title of the Sea of Consciousness made her very nervous.
"Then were you imagining me in my dream?"
Shi'er glanced at her, and the indifferent and complicated meaning in her eyes made Qiuqiu unable to help shrinking her neck, feeling ashamed.
"No, we were practicing dual cultivation just now, and I was pulled in by your consciousness." Shi'er still couldn't help but pull the gauze dress on her body uneasy. But the gauze dress is so large, I want to
If you cover your chest more, your legs will be exposed more. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support are my greatest motivation.)
ps: The weather is colder than the previous few days... Why do you feel like the season is driving backwards?