Fairy!

Close your eyes and touch the lotus petals with your fingertips. You can seem to clearly feel the abundant and pure Qi slowly emanating from the round golden elixir, flowing through the meridians and in the blood.

This is clearly the image of the golden elixir being fully accomplished and perfect!

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Generally speaking, the realm of the golden elixir is divided into three levels, namely front, middle and back, which are divided according to the size of the golden elixir.

When a cultivator first forms his elixir, it is the size of a grain of rice and is wrapped in an invisible ball of true Qi. Therefore, the elixir at this time is also called a "Qi elixir."

When the Qi Dan solidifies and gradually grows larger, from a grain of rice, to a red bean, to a pearl, and finally to the size of a Vajra Bodhi seed, it becomes a genuine "Golden Dan".

In addition, if a cultivator loses his virginity before forming a pill, his yin and yang are impure, or even worse, if he directly practices the art of sex or the art of yin and yang, then after intercourse between a man and a woman, some true qi that does not belong to him will inevitably remain in his body.

When the Qi Pill turns into the Golden Pill, "impurities" will form inside the Pill. The amount of impurities usually depends on the degree of confusion between Yin and Yang.

This elixir with a lot of impurities is also called "mud and water elixir" or "boudoir elixir", which means the inner elixir cultivated in the boudoir. It is of the lowest quality and even worse than the external elixir, also known as the "external elixir".

Since his true Qi supply cannot keep up, his cultivation level is not as good as others. If they really fight, he will probably be easily killed by the cultivator who has formed the Dan on his own.

When one reaches the later stage of the Golden Elixir stage of practice, one must focus on preserving the truth and eliminating distractions, and cultivating the "golden nature".

"Golden nature" is actually a bit of spiritual light in the vast universe, also known as "true nature", "original nature" or "innate primordial spirit".

The human body is like an empty shell. This little bit of spiritual light descends from the sky and enters the baby's body only from the mother's womb. It is in a trance and dark. Only after birth can it move freely, "this is where you work hardest", whether it is breathing, running, jumping, eating, learning languages, or learning anything else.

Later, the human body developed self-awareness, and the innate primordial spirit gave way to the acquired conscious spirit, which is commonly known as a child starting to remember things.

If one wishes to break through the late stage of Golden Elixir and achieve Nascent Soul, that is, "break the elixir and become an infant", it is necessary to extract the divine will condensed, nourished and growing in the Golden Elixir to form Nascent Soul, which is the prototype of the Primordial Spirit.

The Nascent Soul of a cultivator is not really shaped like a baby, but rather a bit of spiritual light created by nature. It will look like whatever one imagines it to be in the mind. However, because the name Nascent Soul is extremely easy to associate with, the Nascent Souls of most Nascent Soul cultivators are smaller versions of themselves - a little person made up of golden elixir or highly condensed spiritual energy, and able to store consciousness and carry memories.

Therefore, the golden elixir is also called the "holy fetus", or the "immortal fetus" or the "Tao fetus", which are all metaphors. The breakthrough from the late stage of the golden elixir to the early stage of the primordial infant is like the "holy fetus" growing into a "holy infant". This process is just like a woman's ten-month pregnancy and a little dragon's egg giving birth to moisture.

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Ye Wanqing's expression was gentle, her eyes were moving, her eyebrows were extremely gentle, and her tone was tender, "What about you, my son, what good things have you done recently?"

"What else can I do? I'm practicing all day. It's so tiring to practice immortality, and it's so hard to be invincible."

He sighed and put his face against his mother's soft and elastic chest, "I really want to stay here forever."

Ye Wanqing heard him complain about being tired, and forgot her shame for a moment. She held him tighter in her arms, and gently stroked his little head with her jade hands. She felt distressed for a long time, and whispered, "Silly child, in this world, there are always people better than you, and there are always heavens better than you. Who dares to claim to be invincible?"

She pursed her red lips and said patiently, "Then you should live here with your mother obediently from now on. If you want to go out and explore the world, you should wait until you grow up a little bit, okay?"

Ye Hong was wrapped in her warm breasts, and they were close to each other. He felt much more relaxed, but he shook his head slightly, "I don't have such a great talent as you, mom, and I have my own path to take."

As a man, you can complain about being tired, but you can’t give up easily.

She hugged him helplessly, her jade-white cheeks flushed slightly, soft and charming, and then she subconsciously squeezed her thighs together, as if she also felt a little bit.

When he was still in school, every time she sent him to the station, she knew that she would not see her son for a long time and would not even have a phone call. Now, asking him to write a letter home is like asking for his life. How much time can it waste?

This kid is just too good at withdrawing. When he gets angry, he can be really decisive.

But as a mother, she could never do this, so she often missed her father and suffered.

As the mother and son reconciled and returned to the overly close relationship they had as children, she became increasingly unable to bear being separated from him.

Even though the relationship between them went beyond mother-son, that is, the son would now have a physical reaction to her, but, to be honest, he didn't do anything, nor did he deliberately seduce her, or force her to do anything, and even asking her for clothes was a fair and aboveboard question...

And it was the same before. Although the two of them had slept in the same bed many times, she would wake up every morning in her pajamas and nightgown, which was completely different from the disheveled state in the dream.

This is also the reason why she can distinguish what is true and what is false, because reality is too beautiful and easy, which makes dreams look terrible and obscene.

In the dream, her son was always so wanton and violent, doing his best to lust after her, all night long, never getting tired of it. He tortured her in various ways while he was doing that, and it felt like she would turn into a ball of foam in the morning, so he had to turn her into mud first.

But these cannot make her humble, instead they make her bloom with the holiness that belongs to the lotus.

When in a chaotic environment, one can firmly maintain one's true nature, with a clear spiritual light, a dust-free heart and body. This is considered as the achievement of one of the three great magical powers in the Lotus Sutra created by the female supreme Ye Lianhe, "remaining unstained by the mud."

Chapter 134 Complaint

The mother and son had a brief and intimate conversation before Yu'er and Xiaozi finally caught up and came to pay their respects.

So Ye Wanqing pulled her son up and met them.

As soon as Yu'er saw her, she started to chatter and ask about her well-being, "Wanqing, how have you been these days~"

Although they had not known each other for long, their relationship was quite harmonious.

Xiao Zi also walked gracefully to Wanqing, paused, and bowed.

"Who is this girl?" A complex expression flashed across her beautiful eyes. Her face was calm as she turned to look at her son standing beside her.

Before Ye Hong could answer, Xiao Zi wiped her face and immediately revealed her true face, "It's me, ma'am."

Ye Wanqing's gaze paused on her for two seconds, a little surprised, as if she recognized her. She turned to look at her son and asked, "Did you accept it from her?"

Ye Hong calmed down and said as innocently as possible: "Mom, didn't I tell you?"

Hearing this, Ye Wanqing snorted lightly, without making any comment, and then pulled Xiao Zi over, looking at her carefully, and said with a half-smile: "Did the devil in my family bully you?"

Xiao Zi blinked her eyes, and the corners of her lips slowly lifted up, revealing a faint smile, a little charming, "Yes, Xiao Zi was bullied badly by the young master."

After spending so much time with that girl, Ye Hong knew immediately that she was going to do something bad, so he said, "Sue me, right? Don't sleep too deeply tonight."

Ye Wanqing tapped her son's forehead, then held him under her armpits and in her arms, as if wrapping her son in this blooming flower.

Her body also exuded the fragrance of lotus. Ye Hong quietly turned his face, touched the soft side breast, and took a deep breath in his mother's warm armpit. In fact, he was a little surprised. How could he become so shameless all of a sudden? The dirty thoughts about his mother often made him feel embarrassed.

But then again, it feels really good to be secretly intimate in front of others.

Ye Wanqing looked at this beautiful girl who looked like a fairy. She felt that something was wrong with what she said just now. She felt a little uncomfortable and said meaningfully, "Tell me how he bullied you. I will help you beat him up."

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Xiao Zi actually heard a hint of sarcasm in it. She was such a smart person that she guessed the whole story at once.

She knew in her heart that as a mother, she was biased towards her son. Even if she was really bullied and wronged by him, it was impossible for him to severely punish her son in order to seek justice for her. At most, he would give her a few light punishments and then, in the name of protecting her, let him gradually distance himself from her from now on.

So everything about Ye Wanqing suddenly became empty and false in her eyes.

What fairies and saints, it sounds nice, but isn’t it also “If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth”?

It was strange, after taking care of him for a long time, she found that she now actually understood the mother's thoughts.

For example, Feng Nu. In her eyes, this kind of rotten woman is nothing but grass and dust, someone who should be driven away. Why should she stay by his side and enjoy a good life?

However, if you put yourself in their shoes, in their eyes, isn't she just another Feng Slave?

Thinking of this, Xiao Zi sneered in his heart.

Not to mention that she had never thought about anything happening between them. Even if something was going to happen, it would have nothing to do with her. As a mother, how could she control what kind of women her son played with?

Of course, these are all her personal speculations.

A conflict like a Shura field is brewing.

Xiao Zi suddenly had an idea - she couldn't imagine what a serious mother looked like when she became aroused, and she really wanted to see it.

According to the recipe in "Feng Yue Bao Jian", the medicinal materials used to prepare "Qi Yi Yin He Huan San" are not uncommon, and they are even ingredients that can be seen and touched in daily life, such as Lingjiu seeds and black wolfberries, while purple tip flowers, mother cloves and cassia heart are used on women.

All she had to do was mix these ingredients with a special kind of aphrodisiac water and make it into pills. She had fed it to a senior sister before, and she looked like a female animal in estrus, hugging her legs and asking for sex, to the point of being shameless.

She had a lot of random thoughts in her mind. In fact, to put it bluntly, she just felt that although Ye Wanqing pitied her, she looked down on her. As a result, her self-esteem was hurt, and she held a grudge in her heart. She could only subconsciously wait for an opportunity to retaliate in the area where she was good at.

If you think about it carefully, it's actually quite sad. Past experiences have formed a fixed mindset in her mind. In a sense, a sentence that Ye Hong often said to her is the key to her liberation.

The saying goes, why should women make things difficult for other women?

At this time, Xiao Zi smiled shyly, counted on her fingers, and said a lot of things. In summary, except for not poking Piyanzi, she was basically used like a cow and a horse...

I didn't expect Xiao Zi to speak so directly. Ye Wanqing was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to respond. She could only look at her son angrily and said, "I think you are itching for trouble?"

Ye Hong immediately raised his hand and said, "She volunteered. I paid her a salary. If you don't believe me, ask the seniors."

Ye Wanqing looked at Yu'er beside her, and Yu'er nodded seriously. It was more than just a salary, it was simply a share. Half of the spirit stones in the account were given to her.

But Ye Wanqing was not ready to let him go so easily. She did not hide her emotions well, or rather, she did not hide them at all. She first said something polite to Xiao Zi, "Following him has made you feel wronged and tired. I will help you beat him up later." Then, she took her son to her arms and twisted his hips lightly without leaving any trace - how could a child have a waist as a punishment? She whispered to her son, "You little bastard, look at what you have done, and you still say you are tired. I think you are a young master who enjoys life all day long."

Ye Hong suddenly bared his teeth, "Mom~"

Ye Wanqing pouted, "Look, there are plenty of rooms here, all of which can accommodate people. Go and settle them down first. I'll wait for you to come back here!"

She didn't seem to have any intention of communicating further with Xiao Zi.

Ye Hong did as he was told, and Yu'er stayed to accompany her. After he and Xiao Zi left the house, he immediately pushed her against the wall and slapped her buttocks a few times, scolding her with a smile: "Alright, you naughty girl, you've told on me, are you satisfied now?"

Xiao Zi bit her red lips lightly, her eyes full of affection, her delicate eyelashes blinking, and she said in a pretentious sweet voice: "Sir, you hit me so hard that it hurts down there."

"Don't try that on me! My mom will beat me up soon, and if I don't give up, I'll have to make up for it, you little bitch, do you hear me?"

"Young Master is so bad!"

After that, he took her to choose a room facing the sun, which was not far from his mother's bedroom, only about fifty steps away.

Chapter 135: Generation Gap

Not long after, footsteps were heard coming closer and the door was pushed open with a creaky sound.

Ye Wanqing raised her head and saw her son coming back. She subconsciously showed a gentle look in her eyes, but she soon realized that she could not give him a good look at this time, so her look faded quickly.

"come over."

As she spoke, she waved her hand. Ye Hong nodded and walked over obediently, gently nudging his mother with his head like a puppy.

Ye Wanqing knew that most men think with their lower body, and her son was no exception. It was understandable that he liked pretty girls.

But despite this truth, she still couldn't suppress the anger in her heart, especially when she saw her son coming back looking refreshed, as if he had eaten and drunk his fill outside. She felt annoyed and raised her hand to slap him on the butt, then lost her temper.

"You little brat, how old are you? You're still letting a little girl hold your bladder while you pee. Aren't you ashamed?"

This is also one of the things Xiao Zi just complained about.

When Ye Wanqing heard her say that, she remembered it and thought to herself, it is true that you can tell a person's character by the age of three and his character by the age of seven. When her son was little, he would basically whimper and ask for mommy to hug him, mommy to kiss him, mommy to touch him, and mommy to ride on his horse with him, and he was very clingy... He even liked her, his mother, to hold his pee for him when he went to the toilet. At this time, her son liked to shout, "Mom is at the helm~".

Sometimes, it is inevitable that she will get it on her hands, but she still smiles shamelessly.

There was endless tenderness in Ye Wanqing's eyes.

What’s the point of getting it?

In those bizarre dreams, he had done things like unzipping his pants and peeing on her face, which was really humiliating.

Thinking of this, her face instantly turned red with embarrassment as she met her son's eyes. In the past, she didn't think it was a big deal when she helped her son take a bath and wiped his back, because she felt calm and had no worries. But after experiencing those things, she felt guilty, so just thinking about it would turn her face red. She felt her cheeks were burning and she was extremely embarrassed.