The door was locked with a snap, and a vermilion wooden door separated the two. Hearing Luo Baiji leaving, He Danggui took the food box and went to the second floor. She knew that there was no bed in the Depositary of Buddhist Texts, so she planned to find a futon, sitting in meditation and relaxing until dawn. The foreign Zhenqi in her channel had not yet been refined into her own. She was not very good at this, and could only absorb one or two drops of the essence into her Dantian a day. ...