Yuelicheng has always had little appetite, and he is only half-full when he eats with the old man.

This time, she ate a lot.

In addition to the fact that the dishes are really palatable, there is also someone who keeps serving the dishes on the side, and it is difficult to resist the hospitality.

"Go read your notes, I'll clean them up."

When she put down her chopsticks, Emperor Bugu drove her to see the scroll again.

The dormitory is so big, and he can see it clearly when he is busy.

He didn't wash the dishes and put them away, ready to throw them away.

But the stove was placed in the corner of the room by him, and he had the meaning of coming back to cook.

Yue Chengcheng retracted his gaze and looked down at his notes.

"The shape is square, and the strokes are straight...... It is a block letter. ”

The martial arts world doesn't pay much attention to calligraphy, except for the ghost owl who uses cursive like her, it's the first time that Yue Chengcheng has seen someone who can practice calligraphy so well, and he already has the demeanor of a master.

His expression softened slightly, focusing on the content.

Sure enough, it was word for word, and the teacher's words were clearly remembered.

Regarding this new set of theories, Yue Chengcheng attaches great importance to it.

She believes that the purpose of this theory is related to spiritual power that is higher than Yuan Li.

According to her understanding of strength, a martial artist needs to pass the threshold of Ziyuan from Yuan Force to Cultivation Spiritual Power, and only when Yuan Li is consummated can he make a natural leap.

This set of theories has taken a shortcut, and if it is not Ziyuan, it can also allow martial artists to begin to adapt to spiritual power.

And this is the knowledge she needs most at the moment, and someone sent a pillow when she fell asleep.

After the four million eight hundred thousand yuan stone was devoured by the peach pit last night, a power that she had never experienced before erupted in the Yuan furnace.

That should be spiritual power.

But her delicate body was not enough to support the huge energy of her spiritual power, which was a potential threat that she might burst.

Fortunately, the spiritual power was absorbed by the strange fire in the Yuan Furnace.

It devoured a little frantically, so when Moonfall City woke up, it was a little suffocated by the drain of power.

However, one question after another popped up.

Is spiritual power produced by peach pits?

The answer to this question can be faintly judged by Moon Fall City.

But, does the alien fire actively absorb spiritual power?

It's hard to judge.

But if it wasn't absorbed spontaneously, what would make it devour its spiritual power? How did she get out of danger?

Doubts, on the mind.

The peach pit is left by the Ouyang family, unique in the world, and the magic is self-evident, and it cannot be viewed with common sense.

But although the alien fire is precious, it is actually not a divine object, and it has no self-awareness, how can it spontaneously devour spiritual power?

She was thinking about it when she saw Di Bugu walking around the house like his master.

He put away the original tea table in the room and took out another dark jade table that looked expensive.

"Good tea with a good table, Ouyang, don't you mind?"

Yue Qingchen pursed her lips, determined not to talk to him.

That is the acquiescence, the emperor is not alone and smiles.

Yue Chengcheng looked at the notes intently, Emperor Bugu was making tea elegantly, and in the quiet room, there was only the sound of tea gurgling.

Soon, the aroma of tea is elegant.

"Ouyang, come and have tea, I'll tell you about my understanding of this theory." Emperor Bugu raised his lips, "You should also know that I have some dealings with the mansion master, this set of theories, I heard him mention." ”

The latter sentence successfully led the moon to the city.

She picked up the teacup full of clear air, just put it to her lips, thought about it, and put it down again.

"Tell me about it first."

I don't know if this person said it again, she didn't want to spray tea again.