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Qiao Wan blushed and covered her face in shame. She wanted to control herself, but she just couldn't.
No matter how hard she tried, it felt like her thoughts were running wild, like an untamed horse. She replied nervously, "I'll try my best."
Qiao Wan coughed and lowered her eyes guiltily. In her mind, she repeated "Amitabha Buddha" several times to try and calm herself down. After a few attempts, she finally managed to control her wandering thoughts.
On their journey, Qiao Wan blinked nervously, afraid to relax. She didn't want to lose control and have her mind turn into a chaotic theater. It was even more tiring to control her thoughts than to fight.
As soon as she managed to control her thoughts, the light rays loosened their grip and released the monk.
The monk glanced at her, his face darkening when he saw how her clothes were opened. But he didn't want to argue with a junior.
However, considering their "pleasant" experience earlier, the monk didn't dare to delay. He was afraid that if they took too long, strange things would happen again.
"Come here," he said, wanting to teach her how to control her consciousness.
On the beach, although the monk had a frown on his face, appearing somewhat irritable, he dutifully answered any questions Qiao Wan had and checked her body from head to toe.
"Have you ever exercised your body?" the monk asked in surprise as he pressed his fingertips on her arm.
He didn't expect, although she looked fragile, as he pressed, he could feel the firmness and strength in her arm.
"I have practiced along with body cultivation for some time," Qiao Wan replied.
In the cultivation world, body cultivators were often looked down upon. However, the monks at the Great Compassion Cliff had a different attitude towards body cultivation. They had a tradition of cultivating an indestructible physical body. Most of the body cultivators in the cultivation world came from the Great Compassion Cliff.
The monk was rare in showing some appreciation for her body cultivation.
Her physical condition was not bad.
Over the years, Qiao Wan knew that she had very little spiritual energy, which made it difficult for her to perform powerful spells. That's why she focused on body cultivation, concentrating on developing strength and agility.
Because she ran out of spiritual energy quickly, Qiao Wan wouldn't dare to waste it when casting spells. She was very frugal.
She managed to control every bit of her spiritual energy, making sure to use it efficiently. As a result, she had good control over her spiritual energy.
Qiao Wan thought to herself, maybe she wasn't as bad as she thought she was.
Her master, who was already an extraordinary person, was very busy taking care of matters in Yuqing Peak and Kunshan Sect. Elder Martial Brother had a weak body and a cautious nature, so Qiao Wan didn't want to trouble Lu Pihan too much.
When Elder Martial Brother wasn't sick, it was alright. But when he was sick, his face would turn pale, his body frail, and his eyes dark like ghostly flames. Even his speech sounded weak. Just seeing him like that was pitiful enough, let alone causing him more trouble.
There is a saying that goes, "In a past life, kill pigs, in this life, teach books; in a past life, kill people, in this life, teach pigs."
Qiao Wan, knowing her own abilities and understanding, was really afraid that Elder Martial Brother would provoke her so much that she would vomit blood and die.
Finally, there was a senior willing to guide her. Qiao Wan sat down on the beach, looking serious and obedient, listening attentively.
She had never listened so attentively in university before.
The Buddha closed his eyes and when he opened them again, several coconut trees appeared out of nowhere on the beach.
"You go and pick them," the Buddha added, "Remember, use your divine sense."
It wasn't actually that difficult, but Qiao Wan still didn't have a good grasp of her divine sense. She exerted too much force and the coconut tree came crashing down.
After breaking four or five coconut trees in a row, Qiao Wan finally managed to pick one.
"Senior, I have a question," the diligent student Qiao Wan raised her hand to ask.
"Speak."
"Can we drink these coconuts?"
The Buddha said, "You are currently in a dream, so drinking this means nothing."
"That's alright," Qiao Wan smiled calmly, "I just want to drink it."
Since the Buddha could transform coconuts, she must be able to transform something too.
Qiao Wan closed her eyes and tried hard to imagine. After a while, she finally transformed a straw in her sea of consciousness.
The coconut was as big as her head. Qiao Wan held the coconut and poked it with two fingers, expressionless.
There was instantly a hole in the coconut shell.
The innocent college girl who used to stop breathing after running 800 meters had now become a strong girl who could break open a coconut shell with just two fingers.
Time waits for no one, it's truly a sad fact.
Looking at the coconut, Qiao Wan felt a moment of melancholy. She inserted the straw into the coconut, but instead of rushing to drink it, she held the coconut and offered it to the Buddha, trying to please him.
In a dream, eating and drinking were meaningless.
The Buddha glanced at her.
The young girl looked sincere, holding the coconut with both hands, blinking her eyes, showing a hint of flattery and cuteness in her expressionless face.
This made him unable to refuse for a while, and he reluctantly took the coconut.
Seeing the Buddha taking the coconut, Qiao Wan continued to use her divine sense and picked another coconut, following the same process as before, making one for herself. She held the coconut and took a big sip.
The coconut water was refreshing and delightful.
She felt alive again.
Picking coconuts was just the first step.
The monk waved his sleeve and a beam of golden light flashed.
Next, she had to use her spiritual sense to sort out the red beans, yellow beans, green beans, and black beans from the sand.
Controlling beans and coconuts was not even in the same league.
Qiao Wan looked at the beans hidden in the sand and fell silent.
Was this senior also someone who had traveled through time, one who had studied Cinderella extensively?
But under the stern gaze of this senior, Qiao Wan could only keep her doubts to herself, obediently use her spiritual sense to sort the beans one by one.
Under the watchful gaze of the beautiful and cold stepmother monk, Cinderella, Qiao Wan, trembling, picked up a bean with her spiritual sense.
The other person's eyes were so intimidating, it felt like when a proctor walks up to your desk during an exam and stares at you sternly without saying a word, just staring at you until you realize your mistake.
Under that intense gaze, Qiao Wan's heart pounded, and accidentally, the bean fell back into the pile of sand.
After sorting for a long time, Qiao Wan's forehead was sweaty, and she was tired like a dog.
When she finally managed to control her spiritual sense, the monk finally began to teach her how to cut the demons.
"Watch closely," the monk looked towards the sea, raising her bright and sharp eyebrows like flowers blooming in a thicket. She said coldly, "This move is called 'Endless Light'."
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful golden energy surged and created giant waves on the sea!
This was a palm technique that could split the rivers and seas.
Qiao Wan's eyes lit up instantly!
She wanted to learn this!
The Great Monk's class was now in session, teaching you how to send demons to liberation, step by step.
That night, Qiao Wan spent her time picking beans, cutting sea monsters, picking more beans after cutting sea monsters, and so on.
The monk was helping her so that she could help kill the inner demon. To show her gratitude, while cutting sea monsters, Qiao Wan showed no mercy and attacked viciously.
At first, she was a bit hesitant because the person next to her was a Buddhist monk after all.
Monastics are compassionate beings.
But with a quick glimpse, she saw the monk's cold gaze and the demons under her palms bursting and dying, blood raining down.
Qiao Wan: "Amitabha, orz"
Buddhist cultivators are truly fierce creatures.
Upon waking from the dream, Qiao Wan stared at the cave wall for a while.
This dream felt like it belonged to another world.
After pondering over the cave wall for a moment, Qiao Wan jumped off the stone bed, took out a notebook and a pen from the drawer, and leaned on the table, nervously biting the pen, starting to document her current situation and make a plan.
Her control over spiritual energy was good, so she could compress and refine it to the extreme before attacking.
This was like compressing density to its maximum, resulting in greater damage when released.
Qiao Wan used the move "Uninterrupted Radiance" that the Buddha taught her.
Qiao Wan took a pen and circled a line.
Currently, one of her strengths is that she has a lot of practical experience. After years of training, her body has become tough and she can withstand more spiritual energy compared to others.
She has good control over her spiritual power.
She has good resources and background.
Her spiritual awareness is strong.
As for weaknesses...
Qiao Wan nibbled on the end of her pen and thought about all her weaknesses. To be honest, her strengths are not enough in the world of cultivation. She can't compare to true physical cultivators in terms of physical abilities, nor can she match the experts in the Nascent Soul stage in terms of spiritual awareness control.
But compared to when she was completely clueless before, she was much better now.
She needed to work harder.
I can do it, I can succeed!
Qiao Wan slammed her pen on the table and confidently told herself, "I can do it!"
One day, she will definitely eat some grilled chicken wings!!
Closing her notes, Qiao Wan glanced at the sky outside her cave. It was actually still early.
The passage of time in this world was a little slower than in her previous life.
She couldn't sleep anyway.
Might as well experiment with how to control her spiritual awareness.
With that in mind, Qiao Wan hopped back onto the bed, cleared her mind, and closed her eyes.
This time, she consciously placed her spiritual awareness on a mountain in Kunshan.
Most cultivation experts with strong spiritual awareness have already fixed their dreams, allowing them to cultivate within their sea of consciousness.
Dreams reflect reality and are a reflection of one's own heart.
Lower-level cultivators who haven't mastered this skill still dream like ordinary people.
As soon as Qiao Wan released her spiritual awareness, she saw the dreams of many disciples in Kunshan.
When one's control over spiritual awareness reaches a certain level, they can invade someone else's sea of consciousness and change their dreams. This is a common attack method used by cultivators who practice illusion techniques.
The first dream belonged to an elder martial sister who was romantically entangled with someone.
The second dream belonged to a younger martial brother who seemed to have dreamt about forgetting to put on his pants in a public place. He was so scared that his face turned pale, like a small white flower swaying in the wind.
Without hesitation, Qiao Wan transformed her spiritual awareness into a pair of pants and threw it to the younger martial brother.
The third dream seemed to be a romantic one.
Qiao Wan politely glanced at the perimeter of the dream but didn't delve deeper.
"Excuse me."
Qiao Wan continued to explore with her spiritual awareness and finally stopped in front of one particular dream.
It was... Xiao Boyang?
When Qiao Wan saw the familiar figure in the dream, her eyes widened in surprise.
This dream was set in an ancient and elegant mansion, but no one could be seen in the courtyard.
There was a small path in front of the moonlit gate, and a young man was walking on the gravel path with a lantern in his hand.
A silver crescent moon hung in the sky, and a thin mist pervaded the courtyard.
The young man seemed a bit nervous.
It seemed like a nightmare.
Qiao Wan unconsciously followed him for two steps.
The young man nervously walked along the path, holding the lantern.
He had a young face and kept looking around anxiously, as if he was about to wet his pants out of fright.
Suddenly, the young man froze and didn't dare to move, his sharp eyes glancing towards a certain direction.
Qiao Wan looked in the same direction as him.
There was a wall with a beautiful woman lying on it. She had long flowing hair and a stunning appearance, but her neck was unnaturally long, about two meters in length. On her long neck, she carried a beautiful head, which was quite chilling to look at.
The woman was crawling on the wall in a very unnatural and eerie posture.
Qiao Wan: ...The Snake Beauty, the Snake Beauty from that story. Is it you?
After seeing this scene, Qiao Wan suddenly realized.
So Xiao Boyang was scared of ghosts.
The beautiful woman slowly climbed down from the wall, slithering in the direction of the young man.
The young man was so scared that he became stiff, closing his eyes and muttering non-stop.
Driven by their camaraderie, and wanting to show a little concern for her fellow disciple, Qiao Wan took two steps forward and tugged at the sleeve of the young man's clothes.
His sleeve was pulled by something, and the young man looked up, only to meet the pale and expressionless face of a woman.
The young man trembled, and the lantern in his hand fell to the ground with a crash: "Ahhh!"
Qiao Wan: "Martial Brother Xiao?"
Xiao Boyang looked closely and became furious, "Qiao Wan! Today, I will definitely kill you!"
He didn't spare her during the day, and now he wanted to scare her at night too!
"You even want to kill me in your dreams. Martial Brother, you're quite determined."
Qiao Wan extended her hand expressionlessly and pointed behind him, "Before you chop me, don't you want to take a look behind you, Martial Brother?"
Behind?
His back?
At this moment, Xiao Boyang seemed to finally understand.
When he turned his head, he was face-to-face with the woman.
The woman's long neck bent down, and with her head lowered, she looked at him. Her pitch-black eyes rolled around in their sockets.
Xiao Boyang's throat made a raspy sound, and he was almost scared breathless.
This long gasp seemed to finally break the stalemate.
The woman smiled slightly, revealing her mouth. Her lips, like a snake's jaw, opened wide, as if split apart.
Qiao Wan tugged at Xiao Boyang's sleeve and realized that the young man was too scared to move.
Unable to do anything, Qiao Wan gave him a push.
After being pushed, Xiao Boyang seemed to finally snap out of it. As soon as he did, his first reaction was to run!
After taking a few steps, he noticed that Qiao Wan seemed to be missing by his side. She hadn't followed him.
Xiao Boyang gritted his teeth, stopped, and forcefully pulled Qiao Wan up, dragging her along as they ran forward.
But the girl easily slipped out of his grip, tiptoed, and leaped into the air, flipping over and landing on top of the woman.
The girl now was not the same as before!
Qiao Wan thought proudly, now she wasn't afraid in her dreams at all!
Xiao Boyang: ...
"Whoosh" - a sound.
The young man watched helplessly as the girl spread her legs, straddled the woman's neck, and pulled her hair. In an instant, they sped away.
Xiao Boyang: ...
