Ball Ball Cultivation

"Put on these clothes and put them in the coffin. It will serve as a cenotaph for Wen Yuan."

After Wen Yuan put the white longevity robe back into the coffin, Qiuqiu took out three copper coins and threw them to three places on the coffin, closing the wooden board at the small end of the coffin. The mortise and tenon structure was easy to plug in, and with the help of mental power, it was relatively simple for Wen Yuan to put back what he had disassembled himself. Finally, he used a shovel to fill in the thrown away soil and tried to restore it as much as possible.

Qiuqiu didn't take Wen Yuan back home, but instead walked over ten miles to the hotel in town. Wen Yuan looked exactly as he had when he died, and Qiuqiu was afraid someone might recognize him. Furthermore, Qiuqiu was a little disgusted by Wen Yuan, who hadn't bathed in over 20 years.

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They booked two rooms in a hotel in town. Seeing Wen Yuan looking calm and composed, she couldn't help but ask, "You know how to take a bath, right? I'll go downstairs to the mall next door to buy you some suitable clothes. These are Wen Lei's old clothes. They're a little small for you, and..." They were really little boys' clothes, and they didn't fit the handsome man well.

"I used to watch other people take baths, so I can."

"What time in the past are you talking about?" Qiuqiu was surprised.

"During the temple sacrifice."

Well, Qiuqiu no longer has any hope for Wen Yuan. That was all fifty or sixty years ago.

He took Wen Yuan to the bathroom and taught him how to use it. Although he was Wen Na's biological father, he acted like he had a son.

While shopping for clothes, Qiuqiu pondered what to do next. Wenna was a very intelligent and sensitive person. She had tried several times to live a good life, but to no avail. Living a monotonous, predictable existence, she had developed a world-weariness. When Qiuqiu entered her body, although the main soul had a natural attraction to the sub-soul, Wenna was the only one who had actively entered the godhead and merged with the main soul.

Qiuqiu checked Wen Na's thoughts and found that she really had no worries, her life was boring, and she didn't want to live the rest of her life in such a muddle.

With Wen Na's active cooperation, Qiuqiu completed the first fusion of soul and spirit in less than a month, found the culprit who lost merits according to the cause and effect relationship, set up the Three Talents Formation and used nine copper coins to suppress the impact caused by Wen Yuan's departure and replenish some luck.

The task of settling Wen Yuan and Qiuqiu is completed. Wen Yuan has two older sisters, two younger sisters, a son and a daughter, but now only Qiuqiu can accept his resurrection. Those sisters have sincere feelings for Wen Yuan, but it is difficult for them to accept him as he is now.

The current household registration policy is both strict and relaxed. As long as you don’t handle any business, basically no one will check you. However, without an ID card, simple communication and buying things are impossible.

During the epidemic in the past two years, the country prevented cross-infection and supported payment by scanning QR codes with mobile phones, and paper money gradually withdrew from the stage.

After thinking a lot, Qiuqiu bought another ordinary mobile phone and applied for a card using his ID card.

When Wen Yuan returned, he had already taken a shower and was lying in bed, watching TV with his head exposed.

"Here are your new clothes. Throw away those old ones. This is your new phone. I'll connect it to the internet for you. See for yourself how much we've grown over the years."

"Oh, how do I use this?" He had a curious expression, an ignorant look, and the temperament of an immortal man, revealing his snow-white upper body. This appearance made him considered a handsome guy in the world of cultivation.

"Are you literate?"

"There's a school next to my house. I know everything they teach." Her tone was a little arrogant.

That's a junior high school, and your knowledge is only at the junior high school level. What's there to be proud of?

"Since you know how to read, I will teach you how to use a mobile phone. You are so smart that you will learn it quickly." But I was thinking, I don't know how many years it will take me to learn it even though I still only have a junior high school level.

"I studied with you for a year. At that time, you had just started junior high school. Your father's body was on my stone heart. I only nurtured his body and had no intention of entering this body. It was because your father was worried about you that I often floated to your side and came back to tell him about it."

Qiuqiu knew he was talking about the real Wen Yuan and Wen Na. Qiuqiu habitually agreed, "You are the best." After realizing what was going on, he hurriedly asked, "How do you know what I'm thinking?"

"I'm a mountain god, so of course I need to know what my believers really think. Many people worship me, saying nice things, but they don't believe in me at all in their hearts. I don't bother to pay attention to them."

"Can you read minds?"

"What is mind reading?"

"It's a good opportunity to teach you how to use a cell phone, Suo."

Wen Yuan’s junior high school level was pretty good, and he learned a lot of things after being taught once.

When Qiuqiu saw the current Wen Yuan, she asked on behalf of Wen Na, "What happened to the real Wen Yuan's soul?" I hope he was swallowed by this mountain god.

Thinking this in my mind further confirmed my mind reading ability.

Wen Yuan: "I am a mountain spirit that protects this area. How could I devour other people's souls? Wen Yuan was reincarnated seven days after his death."

Qiuqiu was curious: "Have you seen other souls? Are there any ghosts on the mountain?"

"The southeast of my house used to be the earliest charity cemetery, which was later used to store urns. It was demolished a few years ago. Ghosts used to live there, but I don't know where they live now."

Qiuqiu thought to himself: "He's still a mountain spirit. He can't even figure out what's going on in the mountain?!"

Wen Yuan was a little furious: "I have been integrating my new body for the past ten years. I have been basically asleep, and there are no incense offerings. How can I know where they are?"

Qiuqiu quickly comforted him: "I don't dislike you. It's the instinct of mountain spirits to control the mountain. Now that you have lost the mountain itself, it's normal that you can't control the ghosts on the mountain."

Qiuqiu didn't dare to criticize him casually. It was better to comfort this guy who looked like an old father but was a childish kid at heart.

"What are you eating? I'm downstairs getting some dinner."

"My body is actually still a zombie. It has no life. How can I eat? I might as well absorb some of the energy from the stone heart."

As he spoke, a bead with a diameter of less than five centimeters appeared in his hand, with a faint five-colored light flashing on it.

"The essence of the five-colored blessed land, no wonder you can be born with intelligence. The people here are simple and honest, with a strong literary atmosphere. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with lush vegetation. There is fire in the south and gold in the north, and the five elements circulate. No wonder it takes huge power of merit to grow to this point." The blessed land itself is connected with luck and merit.

"Yes, the energy inside can only sustain my body for a year at most. By then, without a body to support me, I will completely dissipate." His tone was very sad.

"Don't worry, we'll go find some other mountain spirits to borrow some energy to ensure you don't dissipate."

Qiuqiu was tempted to lure the mountain spirit into the space. Now that the five elements of space were complete, how could a formed continent be without a backbone? Mountains were the backbone of the earth. This was also the foundation of the five-colored blessed soil, which brought with it good fortune. The mountains that grew there would surely be lush, shady trees.

"Where can I find it? I won't devour my own kind." He is a good mountain spirit with principles.