"What is Senior Sister Jianchou thinking about?"
Seeing a sudden smile on Jianchou's face, Nie Xiaowan was a little confused and couldn't help but ask.
Jianchou didn't tell the truth, he just said: "Nothing, I was just wondering if Master would be okay."
After all, it's such a dangerous place.
Nie Xiaowan's eyes widened: "Is it Fudaoshanren?"
"yes."
After Jianchou finished speaking, he saw a dreamy expression on Nie Xiaowan's face.
She couldn't help but be curious: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing... it's just..." Nie Xiaowan didn't know what to say. He glanced at Jianchou with a puzzled look in his eyes. "Don't you know that the threshold for accepting disciples in Yashan is very high? In the entire Central Region, only Kunwu can compare with it."
Nie Xiaowan didn't finish his words, but it was obvious that Chou already understood.
She smiled slightly: "The threshold for accepting a disciple is very high, but how do you know that my talent is not high?"
At this moment, Nie Xiaowan stared at her in a daze, feeling as if he finally got to know her.
Over there, the three people who had been meditating and regulating their breathing couldn't help but turn around and look at Jianchou when they heard this.
What this sentence means...
It doesn’t seem that simple.
In their opinion, this was just a mortal with a very low level of cultivation, which was why she was accepted as a disciple by Fudaoshanren. However, now, she actually dared to brazenly say that she had good talent
Xu Lan'er was stunned for a long while, then sneered, turned her head and closed her eyes, blocking her five senses, too lazy to listen to another word.
Although the other two were curious, they did not ask too many questions. They had to force themselves to hold it in and continue meditating and regulating their breathing.
Only Nie Xiaowan's eyes gradually brightened as she looked at Jianchou.
Jianchou blinked at her, looking playful for once.
Nie Xiaowan suddenly became excited and pulled Jianchou's sleeve: "Senior Sister, Senior Sister, come here, let's talk."
Jianchou let her pull him aside with amusement, found a relatively clean stone, and sat down side by side.
This night is on the verge of ending.
The sky gradually became brighter, shining on Nie Xiaowan's face, with a kind of innocent beauty.
"Senior Sister..."
She stammered.
Jianchou raised his eyebrows: "Want to ask about my talent fighting plate?"
"right."
Nie Xiaowan nodded repeatedly, and it seemed as if little stars were about to appear under her eyes.
"Before asking others, you have to introduce yourself first. You ask about my fighting skills, but what about yourself?" Jianchou turned his head and looked at her.
Nie Xiaowan hesitated for a moment, leaned close to Jianchou's ear, and whispered, "Five feet six!"
After hearing this, Jianchou was silent for a while.
After Nie Xiaowan finished speaking, his eyes revealed a kind of satisfaction and pride, his eyes narrowed like a beautiful crescent moon: "Among the disciples of this generation in our Wuwangzhai, I have the highest talent. It only took me six months to successfully build my foundation. I heard that even my master only had a six-foot fighting plate at the beginning!"
"… "
Five feet six, the most talented of this generation.
Jianchou pondered the meaning of this sentence, and then thought about his own fighting plate...
She showed a somewhat strange expression: "Your master is a six-foot-tall bowl?"
"Yes." Speaking of her master, Nie Xiaowan's originally shy expression suddenly became cheerful, "My master is also a very powerful cultivator in the Central Region. He has been practicing for 160 years and is now the only cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage in the sect."
Refining Qi, building foundation, golden elixir, and Nascent Soul.
Jianchou counted on his fingers and asked, "Is Yuanying very powerful?"
"… "
For a moment, Nie Xiaowan didn't know how to talk to her.
"So you really don't know anything..."
Jianchou didn't seem embarrassed at all. He nodded like an honest man and said, "I really don't know anything, so I have to ask you."
"… All right."
Nie Xiaowan lost his temper.
"Nascent Soul cultivators... they are very powerful anyway. Although our Wuwangzhai is small, we can rank among the top 100 among the 3,000 sects in the entire Central Region. My master is the best master in the sect. Generally speaking, it is very remarkable for one Nascent Soul to appear among 100,000 cultivators. Foundation Establishment cultivators can control weapons, Golden Core cultivators can fly, but the soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator is the appearance of a little person. It doesn't matter if a person's physical body dies, but as long as there is a Nascent Soul, it is not considered dead. Do you understand this?"
The physical body can be destroyed, but if the primordial infant survives, it cannot be considered dead.
Is this what is called "immortality"
There may be some differences, but they are not far apart.
Jianchou finally understood.
She nodded, thinking of the immortality, Taoism, and immortality that Xie Buchen had requested, and she laughed for no reason: "I understand now, your master is also very powerful."
"Of course."
After Nie Xiaowan explained Jianchou clearly, he felt a strange sense of accomplishment, but then he immediately thought of his previous problems.
"What about you, Senior Sister Jianchou? How big is your fighting plate?"
"This..."
In fact, after knowing how big Nie Xiaowan's Dou Pan was, Jianchou didn't want to say anything anymore. She now understood why Master Fudao didn't even want the goose when he saw her Dou Pan.
For a moment, Jianchou hesitated.
Seeing her like this, Nie Xiaowan just thought that she didn't want to say it, and became even more annoying.
"I've told you everything, and I also told you about my master's fighting plate, but you didn't say anything. It's not fair! Go ahead and tell me, you won't suffer any loss."
"All right."
With a helpless sigh, Jianchou realized that he could not defeat Nie Xiaowan.
She looked at the few people who seemed to be concentrating on their training, spread out her hands, and said, "Give me your hand."
"So mysterious..."
Nie Xiaowan felt that this was a bit of an overreaction, but she still followed his instructions and stretched out her hand and placed it in Jianchou's palm.
Jianchou held her hand and gently drew a few strokes on her palm.
Nie Xiaowan's eyes widened immediately: "You, you, you..."
"Hush."
Jianchou raised a finger and placed it to his lips.
Nie Xiaowan looked at her, then at the palm of her hand, suspecting that she must have seen it wrongly. She felt like she was dreaming.
How is that possible
How is that possible? !
Senior Sister Jianchou looks very ordinary, and doesn't look like a genius at all!
When Nie Xiaowan thought of the size of the talent fighting plate written on the palm of her hand, she felt terrified.
Crazy, crazy...
It's really crazy!
At that time, her five-foot-six fighting plate caused quite a stir in the entire Central Region!
Xu Lan'er, who was still practicing outside, relied on her five-foot-one fighting plate and thought she had good talent, so she went to pay homage to the Yashan elders. Unexpectedly, the Yashan elders at that time didn't even look at her.
It is said that the threshold to Yashan is high, but I didn’t expect it to be this high!
No no no, that's not it...
Shouldn't we say that Jianchou was picked up to make up the numbers? !
This randomly picked cultivator could actually have a fighting plate that was ten feet long...
Sure enough, is this Yashan
The Central Region has no crown, and with one sword from Yashan, he spans the nine heavens!
Nie Xiaowan thought of the ancient stories about Yashan that were circulating among his master, and it took him a long time to recover.
Seeing that she looked very shocked, Jianchou didn't know what to say, so he just patted her thin shoulders and said, "You should also go to meditate and practice, right?"
"yes… "
Nie Xiaowan finally came back to his senses, his voice weak and ethereal.
She slowly stood up and was about to go over to meditate and practice, but after taking three steps, she stopped again and suddenly turned around to see Chou: "See you, Senior Sister Chou!"
"Um?"
Jianchou looked up at her.
Nie Xiaowan's eyes were bright: "You will go to the Zuo Sanqian meeting in three years, right?"
What is that
Jianchou didn't understand, and before he could ask, Nie Xiaowan clapped her hands again and said, "Senior sister is so powerful, she will definitely go. Well, I must practice well and not embarrass myself!"
Jianchou was stunned.
Nie Xiaowan ignored her. He finished talking to himself, encouraged himself, nodded, and walked away.
So, the four cultivators in the foundation-building stage among the group all sat down cross-legged.
Jianchou sat not too far away, resting his chin on his hand, watching them with interest.
Under each person's body there is a faintly visible Doupan, Tianyuan, Kunxian, Daozi, distributed along mysterious lines...
There are Kun lines connecting the closely packed Daozi, through which streams of light appear from time to time, which is quite pleasing to the eye.
This is the seal of Tao.
My thoughts stopped for a moment.
The image in Jianchou's mind was triggered at this moment.
The mysterious golden seal I saw from the cliff, the huge five-colored sphere in the belly of the mountain, and the five-colored light beams projected in all directions...
Unconsciously, Jianchou recalled their shapes.
In front of him was the ground covered with fine sand. Jianchou thought for a while, raised his hand, grasped the nine-section green bamboo, and gently drew on the sand.
Horizontal, vertical, horizontal, horizontal, vertical…
One dot, two dots, three dots...
Jianchou recalled patiently. She was glad that she was very close to the seal at that time and could see it very clearly. After outlining the initial outline, she added all the dots.
Time passes by unknowingly.
A red sun slowly jumped out from the sea, and its reddish light fell on the entire island. Snow-white seabirds flew out from the island and dived into the sea, splashing a burst of snow-white waves.
Jianchou had stopped, and there were already densely packed patterns on the ground in front of her.
All of these patterns look like star maps.
One dot after another is connected by straight lines. Some are square, some are round, some are like a spoon, and some are even like a big tree with branches and leaves...
One, two, three…
Jianchou counted them, and together with the ones he saw later in the mountain, there were exactly six.
"Sister, we are about to set off."
The footsteps are approaching.
When Jianchou heard the voice, he quickly looked up. Zhou Kuang and the others had already finished their meditation and stood up. They were standing there with Xu Lan'er and Nie Xiaowan, looking at him.
Zhang Sui, who had the highest level of cultivation, walked towards her, stood not far from her, and spoke to her.
Jianchou stood up and woke up from his thoughts. He casually raised his foot and swept the patterns on the ground, and then he could not see clearly.
She smiled at Zhang Sui and said, "Thank you for reminding me, Junior Brother Zhang."
Zhang Sui looked at the various patterns under her feet that had suddenly been broken with some surprise, but didn't think much about it for a moment and nodded.
Nie Xiaowan waved at her from afar: "Come on, Senior Sister, let's go together!"
Jianchou walked over with a smile.
She was dressed in plain clothes, had long black hair, a slender figure, and was indescribably graceful. Her porcelain-white fingers rested on the emerald green nine-section bamboo, which had a jade-like luster.
When she walked over, Nie Xiaowan felt as if his eyes were dazzled.
Xu Lan'er snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense. If we set off now, it will be late at night when we arrive at Dengtian Island. We can't afford to delay."
After she finished speaking, she flicked her sleeves and a water-blue sword light flew out. Xu Lan'er raised her body and landed in mid-air on the delicate water-blue sword.
With the sound of a sword chanting, the aqua-blue sword rushed out from the island, leaving behind a faint gleam of light.
When Nie Xiaowan saw this, he frowned and said, "You walked so fast, but you didn't fly very fast."
"Hahaha… "
Zhou Kuang, who was carrying a big axe next to him, laughed out loud.
Zhang Sui didn't react at all. He pulled out the sword from his back with his backhand, threw the sheath into the air, stepped on it, and said, "Let's go too."
Nie Xiaowan nodded and raised her left hand, revealing her white wrist. On her wrist was a silver bracelet with various patterns engraved on it, which looked a bit old.
Zhou Kuang looked at it with envy: "This is Wuwangzhai's Mingxin bracelet, right? Junior Sister Xiaowan is indeed the most proud disciple of Wuwangzhai now."
"It's just that Master loves me."
Nie Xiaowan smiled a little embarrassedly, her cheeks red.
She put two fingers of her left hand together as if making a starting hand gesture, and the silver bracelet immediately flew out from her wrist, spinning in the air. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a six-foot square ancient silver disc with the Seven Star Formation engraved on it. Rays of light spread out as it spun.
It was not the first time that Zhou Kuang and Zhang Sui had seen Nie Xiaowan's magic weapon, but they were still filled with amazement.
Although Wuwangzhai is small, it has a profound heritage.
Although Jianchou didn't understand what was going on in Nineteen Continents, he could tell from the expressions of Zhou Kuang and Zhang Sui that the disc transformed from the silver bracelet must be very powerful.
Nie Xiaowan pointed her finger, and the disc flew over automatically and stopped at Jianchou and her feet.
She smiled sweetly: "Please come in, Senior Sister Jianchou."
Jianchou didn't hesitate to step onto the disc. The feeling was different from the last time he stepped on Fudaoshanren's sword. It was quite novel.
Nie Xiaowan also followed and simply sat cross-legged on the disc. With a gesture of his hands, the disc flew out, leaving a brilliant silver light.
"Let's go!"
Zhang Sui stepped on the sword and smiled faintly when he heard the words. He glanced at Jianchou who was standing and looking into the distance, then he pulled himself up from the island and rushed out.
"Hey, wait for me!"
There was a loud shout from behind, and the rough voice spread far away.
Jianchou turned around in surprise and saw that behind Zhang Sui, Zhou Kuang threw the huge axe towards the sky. The axe suddenly became bigger. Zhou Kuang jumped upwards and landed on the axe, flying towards him rapidly.
Controlling instruments seems to be an interesting thing.
Jianchou looked at the various magic weapons and couldn't help but look down at the nine-section bamboo in her hand. If she could also successfully build the foundation, could this nine-section bamboo also fly
I was temporarily immersed in wonderful imagination.
Jianchou didn't say anything.
Nie Xiaowan concentrated on controlling the Mingxin Bracelet, Zhang Sui followed beside him on his flying sword, and Zhou Kuang's giant axe behind him did not fall at all. Everyone maintained a constant speed and flew over the sea.
Less than half an hour after leaving Zhanye Island, they could no longer see the shadow of the island. There were only huge schools of fish that appeared from time to time under the sea, or reefs that occasionally appeared above the sea.
At first, Jianchou could still look around, but after a while, he realized that the whole world was vast and everything looked the same.
I don't know how long we flew, but when the sun was already at its zenith, Nie Xiaowan in front of us suddenly stood up, alert: "Why is she back again?"
Jianchou looked up and saw a light blue water that was lighter than the deep sea and traveling at a very fast speed not far ahead.
Isn’t this Xu Lan’er who had left them behind and was walking ahead before
You're back
"There are people behind us!"
Zhang Sui focused his eyes, stepped on the ground, and the sword suddenly hovered in the air.
His brows were furrowed, as he had already seen four rays of light that were biting Xu Lan'er from behind!
Someone is chasing her!
In just one or two sentences, Xu Lan'er had already arrived in front of them on her sword.
At this moment, everyone could finally see her expression, which was extremely panicked.
“Save me!”
Xu Lan'er shouted, her voice filled with panic.
The people chasing her from behind kept chasing her, and then Xu Lan'er rushed towards Jianchou and others.
Zhang Sui's face suddenly darkened and he looked frosty and cold.
Standing on the axe, Zhou Kuang recalled Xu Lan'er's tricks when they were still in Qingfeng Temple, and cursed out loud: "The stinky woman is using the same trick again!"