Marvel's Summoning Heroine

When Mu Ran woke up, Hong Yi looked at his stomach in shock, as if wondering why he was hungry again so quickly.

"I don't know when Master will ask me to go back."

Although he was thinking this, Hong Yi put the book in his hand on the stone table, then stood up and moved his body, and then walked out of the stone cave, ready to go outside to get some fresh air.

When Hong Yi walked to the entrance of the cave, he suddenly stopped in place, with a look of surprise on his face.

It turns out that the sky outside has long been covered with a black curtain. The night is deep and the stars and the bright moon in the night sky can be clearly seen.

The silvery white moonlight shone down, seeming to cast a hazy veil over the entire valley.

At this moment, the aroma of stewed chicken hit his nostrils. Hong Yi quickly withdrew his attention from the night sky and looked around searchingly.

I saw three snow-white little foxes standing upright, carrying a large clay pot and walking slowly towards me.

Seeing this, Hong Yi quickly stepped forward to take the big clay pot. He saw one of the little whites pointing at the big clay pot with his little paw, and then made an eating gesture.

"You mean this is for me?" Hong Yi couldn't help but guess when he saw this.

As soon as Hong Yi finished speaking, he saw three little white foxes in front of him nodding their heads in unison, then turned and ran away.

"Gulu, Guru"

Probably stimulated by the smell of food, my stomach made another protest sound.

"Thank you"

Hong Yi shouted towards the three little white foxes running away.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp"

The next second, the sound of a fox not far away seemed to be responding to Hong Yi.

Hong Yi smiled, carrying the big clay pot into the cave with an expectant look on his face, and then gently placed the big clay pot on the ground.

When the lid was opened, the rich aroma of stewed chicken spread out and soon filled the entire stone room. In addition to the aroma of stewed chicken, the aroma also contained the fragrance of pine nuts.

It turned out that this was a fine pheasant that the foxes had caught in the mountains. They often ate pine nuts in the mountains, and they were specially made for Hong Yi as dinner.

"chirp, chirp"

At this moment, the cry of a fox suddenly sounded in his ears again. Hong Yi heard the sound and went away, only to see three little white foxes go and come back. They walked in upright, holding bowls, chopsticks and spoons with their two front paws.

"It's you. I'm worried about the dishes. Thank you very much."

When Hong Yi took over the tableware, the three little white foxes didn't leave. Instead, they quietly stood aside and watched Hong Yi eat the chicken.

After Hong Yi took two bites of the chicken, he noticed that the three little white foxes were staring at the chicken in his bowl without blinking, and he suddenly understood.

"Would you like some?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the three little white foxes ran out of the cave in perfect harmony.

Hong Yi was stunned for a moment, and said to himself in confusion: "Did I say something wrong just now?"

But before Hong Yi could figure out where he had scared the little white fox, he saw three little white foxes coming back again, standing upright and walking in, each holding a small bowl. One of the little white foxes had more in his mouth. He held a piece of white wet cloth in his mouth.

The three little white foxes seemed to place the small bowls they brought in front of Hong Yi, then carefully wiped their two front paws with the white wet cloth, and then obediently walked to the small bowls and sat down. , looked at Hong Yi expectantly.

Hong Yi understood immediately and said at a loss of whether to laugh or cry: "So you went to get the bowl."

As he spoke, he took out the chicken from the big clay pot and put it into the bowls of the three little white foxes.

The black pearl-like eyes of the three little white foxes suddenly lit up, and they couldn't wait to eat the chicken with their front paws.

Seeing the three little white foxes eating so deliciously, Hong Yi also worked up an appetite, and the three foxes started to share the pot of stewed chicken.

The sun rises and the moon sets, time goes by.

An Heng, who had comprehended the past Amitabha Sutra in the Inner Heaven and Earth, also woke up slowly. Although he has not yet comprehended the eternity of the past and the unchanging realm, his understanding of time has indeed deepened a lot, and the strength of his soul has also increased greatly. promote.

An Heng asked Benben and found out that it was already noon the next day. He had planned to explain some boxing sutras to Hong Yi last night, but it seemed that he had accidentally missed the time.

Fortunately, it didn't take too long. When An Heng thought of this, his mind instantly reached out to the inner world and the outer world, looking for Hong Yi's figure.

"I remember when I was standing yesterday morning, every time I could no longer hold on, a new force would always emerge from my body to support me to continue. Why did I feel tired not long after standing this morning? The magical power didn’t come out of my body.”

At this time, Hong Yi was seen leaning against the stone wall with a pale face and panting. He was very confused and thinking about the reason.

"Is it Master's fault?"

At this time, a hole in space suddenly opened silently in front of Hong Yi, and then An Heng's voice came out: "Yi'er, come back."

A hint of surprise flashed in Hong Yi's eyes when he heard this. He gritted his teeth and reluctantly walked into the space hole in front of him.

Looking at Hong Yi, who was pale and unsteady, An Heng frowned slightly, and with a thought, he controlled the spiritual energy of the inner world to gently nourish Hong Yi's body, replenishing the energy and blood caused by Hong Yi's morning stance. loss.

Hong Yi's pale face turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his slightly swaying figure stabilized.

Hong Yi was pleasantly surprised to feel that his body was still the same as when he was standing yesterday morning. The fatigue of his body was quickly disappearing, and at the same time, his exhausted strength was also rapidly recovering.

At this moment, Hong Yi knew that his guess was correct, and it was indeed the master's credit.

But before Hong Yi could ask, he heard An Heng say: "Yi'er, generally people who practice martial arts need to eat a lot of food to obtain energy to maintain the loss during practice, but you are different. With my help, you can You can eat breath directly to maintain the loss caused by practicing, and there is no need to swallow a lot of food.”

Hearing what Master said, Hong Yi immediately understood why his stance this morning was different from yesterday morning's stance.

It turned out that I ate less and was unable to meet the consumption required for zhanzhuang, which overdrawn my body.

However, Hong Yi also had a new doubt at the same time: "Master, what is breath-taking?"

"It is said that those who eat Qi will live a long life, and those who do not eat will live forever. There are many types of Qi, and the Qi you swallow is also called spiritual Qi. Compared with ordinary grains and meat, practicing spiritual Qi cultivation will not leave any residue in the body. The removal of impurities is more suitable for the wear and tear required for practicing, and can also play a greater role in promoting cultivation."

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