Wang Ting and the other two worked until midnight before they finished the masks. The three of them were really excited. They looked at the pile of fans and dozens of masks in front of them. They were too excited.
Mi Jing and Diao Chan each took a fan and copied Wang Ting's actions. Wang Ting didn't feel sleepy at all as he watched the two of them play excitedly. He picked up a mask and admired it carefully.
The needlework of the ancient girls was really good. The stitches were fine and neat.
Looking at the clean and white masks, Wang Ting suddenly had a mischievous thought. How nice would it be to draw some pictures of ghosts and monsters on them? The three of them were not sleepy anyway, so they could just treat it as a way to get rid of their insomnia.
Wang Ting then told Mi Jing and Diao Chan to stop playing with the fan and told them his thoughts. When the two of them heard this, they were extremely happy. They lay on the table with Wang Ting and began to study which ghosts were the ugliest and which ghosts had the most terrifying faces.
The results of the research were all shown on the mask. The mask did not draw the entire face of the ghost. Only the mouth was drawn. Wang Ting tried it on. In the dark night, it would definitely scare people, not to mention that the ancients were still deeply convinced of ghosts.
Since Mi Jing was living with Diao Chan, it was not appropriate for her to stay behind to accompany Wang Ting. After they finished their work in the middle of the night, the two of them each took a fan and returned to their rooms.
Wang Ting, who was lying on the bed, did not look sleepy. The moon was still very generous today, shining its light through the window into the room.
Wang Ting lay there in a daze with nothing to do, and he couldn't help but recall his gains this time.
He had used a peerless beauty, Diao Chan, in exchange for a medium-sized mess. Of course, there was a legitimate and justified reason. Even so, thinking about it, it would still bring some trouble to him when he returned to Dragon City.
Wang Ting actually felt a little regretful in his heart. It was just that the stubborn Lu Hui did not come with him. In his daze, he even had a night of fun with her. Men had to be responsible. Although he did not know much about Lu Hui and did not have much feelings for her, she was the first woman he had truly come here. He did not know if she would be able to find her parents in the future, and if he would be able to see her again.
Thinking of this, Wang Ting really had no idea what to do. He simply started practicing internal energy again. This time, the harvest of internal energy was also extremely great. He unconsciously knew the effect of the qi field of Qigong. In the qi field that he released, everything seemed to be in his control. If his qi field was sufficient, would he be able to have absolute control over everything?
As Wang Ting thought about it, he consciously used his inner Qi to circulate. In a short while, his inner Qi filled the entire bedroom. After a long time, Wang Ting tried to use his consciousness to direct his aura to take the clothes on the bed. It was like someone was holding Wang Ting's clothes and moving them around the bedroom according to Wang Ting's wishes. Soon, Wang Ting gradually became familiar with the use of the aura.
This was too amazing. The movement of the objects within the aura field was silent, so no one could sense it. If one used internal strength to circulate irregularly in the field, the wind inside would immediately blow, but there was no abnormal feeling outside the aura field.
This was because Inner Qi was invisible like a magnetic field. No matter how strong the wind inside was, only Wang Ting and the people inside the Qi field could feel it. To the people outside, it looked no different from usual.
Wang Ting stopped the initial practice of his clothes and attacked the sword on the wall.
The sword was slowly pulled out of its sheath and floated in the air, allowing the invisible hand to swing it. Wang Ting believed that if someone were to fight with him right now and he stood opposite to attract attention, that person would definitely not be able to avoid the sword attack directed by his inner Qi. Wang Ting tried to send the sword far away, but unfortunately, it couldn't hold on any longer than three meters.
It was enough. This distance was enough. Wang Ting was really overjoyed. The sword was much heavier than his hidden weapons. His flying needles should be invincible within a radius of dozens of meters. If I didn't use my aura to control the sword and used the technique I've been practicing to control the flying needles with my qi, they should be like a miniature version of the flying sword. I don't know how much faster they would be.
Ha, this was the plot that he had seen on Mythology TV. Wang Ting really didn't expect that he could actually completely realize it.
However, Wang Ting still had many questions in his heart. You said that there were no ghosts, but he was clearly not a person of this era. His soul had clearly possessed him.
Was there really a field that science had not explored before?
Besides, he had been here for less than a year. Although his conception and governor vessels had been opened by Hua Tuo and Wang Yue, the progress of his Internal Qi was too fast. Was this Internal Qi related to his special body? If so, it was related to his soul.
Wang Ting couldn't figure out this question for a while. He returned to his martial arts. Since he could control everything within the aura, didn't that mean that he could use the reaction force to improve his lightness skill?
Thinking of this, Wang Ting increased the circulation of his internal energy. When his internal energy reached its maximum condition, he concentrated his energy on the back of his aura. At this moment, Wang Ting was lying on the bed in his underwear. In a short while, the strength behind him grew stronger and stronger. He felt the density of his Inner Qi growing stronger and stronger. His body slowly left the bed and he really lay flat in the air.
At this moment, Wang Ting's heart was completely immersed in his own small world. Even though his body was still unfamiliar with his inner Qi, he did not notice that his body was gradually floating out of the room.
Wang Ting rapidly circulated his Inner Qi, circulating it at full speed between his three dantians.
If he didn't do this, it would be so embarrassing if he fell. Besides, Wang Ting didn't have any other thoughts at this moment. He just wanted to see how long his inner Qi could support him.
In fact, this was the same process as production and consumption. If he did not continue to output his inner Qi, the strength that carried him would weaken.
During this process, Wang Ting also discovered a shortcoming. The production of his dantian had already reached its maximum, but he kept feeling that the tubes that transported qi in his body were too thin. He felt like water couldn't be sent out. It seemed like this was a bottleneck. How could he solve this problem?
Wang Ting continued to circulate his inner Qi as he explored. At this moment, his body had already arrived outside his room. By a strange combination of factors, he had actually arrived in the room next to Mi Jing and Diao Chan's.
In the room, Mi Jing and Diao Chan were still awake. They were lying on their beds, deep in thought.
Mi Jing was thinking about the surprise her husband had given her today, while Diao Chan was doubting herself after seeing the unbelievable things she had seen with her own eyes.
The first was Mei Jing, who was staying in the east room. She suddenly felt a shadow slowly float past the window.
Then, Diao Chan, who was lying facing the window, suddenly saw the window darken. A rectangular shadow blocked the window and slowly floated west. This shadow was definitely not a human. If it could not float in the air, then what was it if not a human?
Mi Jing and Diao Chan put on their clothes fearfully and came to the door of the living room. Their hands were unconsciously clasped together.
There was no movement outside, as if what they saw just now was fake. However, the two of them knew from each other's eyes that it was real.
The two of them stayed in the darkness for a long time. Finally, they mustered up the courage to slowly open the door a little. Through the door, they saw nothing, and they didn't hear anything.
The door continued to open until the two of them were completely facing the courtyard, but there was still nothing.
Could it be that I was really blinded just now?
The two of them walked out of the door and into the courtyard. They suddenly realized what they had just seen. A person was lying flat on the west side of the courtyard. No, he was lying flat in the air on the west side.
The two of them held each other's hands tightly, and their blood turned white because they held each other too tightly. How could they notice this?
"Husband (Young Master)!" Then, Moonlight looked over at Wang Ting.
When Mei Jing saw Wang Ting clearly, she didn't know why the person most important to her was acting like this. She didn't care about the thoughts of ghosts and gods. Even if it was ghosts and gods who were acting strangely, she couldn't care less at this moment. She instinctively rushed forward. Although her young master wasn't one with her, they couldn't be separated in terms of thoughts. Even if the ghosts and gods really wanted to capture her husband, they wouldn't hesitate even if they had to climb a mountain of knives or go through a sea of fire. That was everything that surpassed him. It was him who cared more than him. He was his own heaven and earth. He was his own support, his own umbrella. She didn't know why her husband was like this. She instinctively rushed up to be with her husband. What ghosts and gods, what ghosts and gods? Even if the God of Heaven came, he couldn't stop Mei Jing's power.
However, no matter how much he charged forward, it was as if there was an invisible wall one meter in front of Wang Ting. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get close.
Tears were already streaming down Mi Jing's cheeks. She was so anxious that she didn't know what had happened to her husband. She was so helpless by the side. He could only watch helplessly.
Diao Chan was also by Mi Jing's side. Although her relationship with Wang Ting couldn't be compared to Mi Jing's, he was the benefactor she had just secretly promised herself to. Seeing this scene of her not knowing what to do, she couldn't help but feel anxious and worried.
At this moment, Wang Ting finally felt that his internal energy was lacking. To be more precise, his body could not withstand such a large test. For example, a fragile bottle seemed to be unable to withstand the water inside. This was caused by the strength of the body not being able to keep up with the cultivation of inner Qi.
Wang Ting released a little of his energy to check his surroundings. He naturally discovered Mi Jing and Diao Chan, but he had yet to complete his cultivation. He could only slowly control his Qi and return to his room.
Wang Ting returned to his room and didn't stop running. He had just found the way, so how could he give up so easily? Although he knew Mi Jing and Diao Chan's worries, he could only temporarily put it aside.
Wang Ting had reduced the circulation of his inner Qi. Now, he was mainly checking the problem of the smooth circulation of the inner Qi in his body.
His body now had four internal Qi cycles, one for each of the upper, middle, and lower Dantians, and then one for each of the three Dantians. The circulation of the upper, middle, and lower dantians was mainly internal, while the circulation of the three dantians was mainly external. It was completed through the Yinyang acupoint and the Jinqiao acupoint.
Could it be that the next step was to solve the problem of the circulation of inner Qi? But what solution was there?
Wang Ting kept thinking about this, and the sky soon brightened.
It was only at daybreak that Mi Jing and Diao Chan carefully observed Wang Ting, who seemed to be sleeping soundly. They saw that he was not much different from his usual sleep. The two of them had not slept the entire night, and they were extremely frightened. They sat by Wang Ting's bed and slowly fell asleep.
(Please vote. After resting in the morning, Hyundai took two hours to upload the outline. I would like to make it clear that the modern era wanted to write about transmigration, the war of the Three Kingdoms, and emotions as three lines. Just like the introduction said, a person's greatness was gradually accumulated from ordinary things. Of course, as a novel, especially a transmigration novel, there were some surreal things and extreme exaggerations. I wrote this because I wanted to have a reasonable explanation for people's transmigration at the end of the novel. At the same time, it could also lay a good foundation for Wang Ting's cultivation of fantasy. In other words, this book was at least two consecutive stories! Please support the modern era! For example, flowers, monthly votes, gifts, and so on. Throw them all over. Modern internal energy is also not bad. It will definitely be able to withstand everyone's love and support!）
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