Insufficient balance

  Tang Hao rested for a while and suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. He got up to open the door, and as expected, Guo Jing was standing at the entrance.

  "This is the attire of our sect, wearing this will make it easier to move around in the sect and can also help with cultivation to a certain extent."

  Tang Hao picked up a piece of cloth wrapped around his chest and looked at it, saying casually: "Don't you know how to reform? This kind of clothing is too complicated!"

  Guo Jing's nose suddenly spouted a stream of fresh blood, Tang Huang realized something and hurriedly picked up the cloth wrapped around his chest, and took all the clothes that had been torn off.

  Kuang Jing awkwardly wiped away the blood from his nose, and awkwardly said: "For high-ranking cultivators, clothes are not just for covering the body, but also a defensive treasure. The methods of making clothing-type treasures that have been passed down are all like this ancient attire, so basically all high-ranking cultivators dress like this, and low-ranking cultivators naturally follow suit."

  Tang Hao was afraid that Guo Jing would use his clothes to indulge in fantasies, and wanted to change quickly. But suddenly he realized something and said: "I'm changing inside, you won't peek, will you?"

  Guo Jing feigned nonchalance and said, "What kind of person do you think I am? Besides, the rooms in this inner courtyard have restrictions set by our ancestors. Even my parents can't investigate them, so don't worry."

  Tang Hao let out a breath and said: "Then help me prepare a basin of water for bathing, my body feels sticky and uncomfortable."

  "Taking a bath! Does a cultivator still take baths? Don't you know how to use the Purification Spell?"

  Tang Hao chuckled and said: "You often use it? How many times a day does Guo Gongzi clean his body?"

  "I do it every day..." Guo Jing suddenly came to his senses, "But I haven't bathed! And what's with you being so clean? You look quite refined, but who would have thought you'd be thinking about these things. Suddenly, I find you very similar to someone else, same introverted personality, but it really suits my taste."

  Tang Hao asked, "Like who?" Guo Jing shook his head and said, "You can't be him. If he were in such a beautiful body, he would have hidden away to do all sorts of evil things."

  Tang Hao's face turned black with anger, he knew Guo Jing was talking about him. He felt a bit displeased but didn't get angry since what Guo said was the truth. However, Tang Hao wasn't going to let him off so easily and asked mysteriously: "If you were me, what would you do?"

  Guo Jing raised his head to gaze at the sky, lost in thought for a while. Then another nosebleed started flowing down. Tang Hu didn't ask any more questions; he naturally knew what Guo was thinking about. Indeed, they were sworn brothers, and their thoughts were on the same wavelength.

  Guo Jing still had the servant prepare hot water and add some flower petals for Tang Huo to bathe in. Tang Huo took off his short sleeves, which smelled of body odor and sweat, and then removed his undershirt, revealing a pair of white rabbit-like breasts that jiggled on his chest. Tang Huo couldn't help but grab at them several times before taking off his pants and jumping into the bathtub.

  Tang Hao tried to pour some water on his skin like on TV, and a numbness immediately came over him. Tang Hao had not been stingy with masturbation before, but he didn't know what it was like for women. He rarely had the opportunity, and this was the body of that detestable Japanese woman, so Tang Hao had no psychological burden at all.

  He said he would do it, and Tang Huan started churning the water. Suddenly a voice shouted out, "Don't indulge in self-abuse!" It was Yun Xi's voice. Tang Huan wanted to stop but seemed unable to, so he muttered to himself, "Worse comes to worst, I'll just think of you then." After saying that, he closed his eyes and thought of Yun Xi, continuing to move on.

  Just as Tang Hao was getting up, he heard Guo Jing's voice: "Wan'er, are you okay? Why did you call out..."

  Tang Hao suddenly came to his senses, this room can isolate divine consciousness but cannot isolate sound, his face turned red in an instant, and he hurriedly said: "Nothing, just squeezing acne." After finishing wiping his body, he came to the front of that ancient costume.

  It's not too complicated, just a breast wrap, a pair of shorts, a yellow camisole skirt, a yellow semi-transparent outer gauze, a gold-embroidered waist seal with a yellow edge, and a pair of white-based gold-embroidered flower shoes.

  You haven't eaten pork, but you've seen pigs run, right? Tang Huan first wrapped the bandage around his chest, and as Yun Xi said, this bandage cloth can actually automatically adjust its size to hold up Tang Huan's chest. Tang Huan then put on the underwear according to the pattern, then buckled the long camisole with a row of buttons on his body, then draped the gauze dress over himself, tied the waistband, and looked at himself in the crystal mirror, unexpectedly finding that the fairy-like figure in front of him was actually himself.

  After a bit of effort, he finally managed to put it on. Looking at the long skirt, Tang Hao couldn't help but feel a little awkward. The bottom felt cool and breezy, and he had a feeling that if he made any big movements, he might accidentally expose himself.

  Tang Hao likes traditional clothes, but his current advantage is his agile body. These clothes are a bit hindering to his movements. It seems that he needs to improve himself well in the future. I wonder what it would look like if ancient costumes were paired with short skirts.

  Tang Huan smoothed out her skirt and opened the door. Guo Jing was stunned by Tang Huan's appearance, and seeing his stunned expression, Tang Huan said irritably, "Why haven't you left yet?"

  Guo Jing came back to his senses and kicked a book over to Tang Huang, saying "You practice the Qingyuan Manual first."

  Tang Hao took over the Gong Fa, now he has one month to choose his own Lin Feng Zong, anyway, being idle is also idle, might as well cultivate for a while and improve his strength a bit, at worst, after finding a new Gong Fa, he can just scatter it again, anyway, being idle is also idle.

  Tang Hao said casually: "Thanks." Guo Jing smiled and said: "It's my honor to serve a beauty like you."

  Tang Hao was speechless. This Guo Jing used to always think about taking advantage of him, and now if he knew that he himself was Tang Hao, he didn't know what he would think, but Tang Hao didn't dare tell him.

  Guo Jing saw that Tang Huo was no longer speaking, and smiled: "It's getting late, Wan'er you should get some rest early, I'll take my leave first. By the way, the back mountain is a forbidden area set by me, don't ever go there."

  Tang Hao nodded, closed the door and began to cultivate this technique. The space in the human body that can be used to contain spiritual energy is limited. Different techniques have different circulation of spiritual energy in the meridians, and the better the technique, the more densely the spiritual energy can accumulate in the body, which means the better the technique, the stronger the combat power, but it has nothing to do with cultivation.

  Tang Hao suddenly remembered that he hadn't dissipated his powers yet. The two different qualities of spiritual energy colliding with each other, the consequences Tang Hao didn't dare to imagine.

  Fortunately, the tragic scene did not occur. As soon as Tang Hao started running his Gong Fa, the spiritual vortex in his body reappeared, pulling the original spiritual energy to run according to the new Gong Fa's cycle. The originally loose spiritual energy began to condense, but his cultivation began to regress. His original third-layer cultivation suddenly became like that of someone who had just broken through to the early stages of the third layer. Tang Hao was extremely fortunate and didn't need to disperse his Gong Fa after all.

  But thinking about it, if every time you change your technique, you have to release your power, then every time you upgrade your spiritual root, you'll have to change your technique again, and won't that mean releasing your power once more? Wouldn't all the previous cultivation be in vain?

  After cultivating for a couple of hours, due to the poor quality of his spiritual root, his cultivation hadn't made much progress. Even so, Tang Huan felt that he couldn't concentrate his mind anymore. Yun Xi had also said before that cultivators needed to rest during their daily cultivation, or else they would easily go mad from exhaustion.

  Tang Hao suddenly felt a tingling sensation below, and he needed to urinate. It seemed that Guo Jing didn't tell him where the toilet was. Tang Hao could only cover his crotch with his hands, searching everywhere but couldn't find the toilet. In a panic, he ran under a tree, lifted up his skirt, and tried to pull out his own thing.

  Tang Hao suddenly realized that his body was now female, and just as he was about to squat down, he was startled by the scene in front of him. Before him lay a desolate mountain range, devoid of any signs of life.

  A bird flew unknowingly to the side of a mountain, and suddenly a dark light shot out from its body, entering a cave at the foot of the mountain. The original bird struggled for a few moments, leaving only feathers scattered on the ground.

  Tang Hao didn't want to hold his urine anymore, but for some reason he held it in again. Tang Hao wasn't in the mood to care about these things, and accidentally stumbled upon the back mountain, where he saw such a strange scene.

  Tang Hao thought that saving his life was important, and he wanted to turn around and leave. However, before he could take a step, he heard a soft and beautiful voice: "I sensed something familiar from the girl's body, may I ask you to enter the cave for a chat?"

  Tang Hao didn't want to turn into just a few piles of fur, wanted to run away with his legs, but he was rolled up and taken into the cave.