Shen Jiulu nodded and called at Linglan, "Senior Sister Linglan."
The first time she was called Senior Sister, Ling Lan happily grinned, looking a little silly with her missing two front teeth, she looked at the empty medicine bowl beside her, and asked worriedly, "Junior Brother, are you sick? "
Shen Jiulu hummed softly and said, "I'll be fine soon."
"Then we'll practice together when you're well." Ling Lan invited.
Shen Jiuliu's small face was full of seriousness: "Well, I will work hard to cultivate and become very powerful."
- Don't worry, Xiaoxian, I will be very powerful in the future, so I can protect you.
Shen Jiulu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "I will be very powerful in the future, so that I can protect you."
Ling Lan blushed and said happily, "Well, I believe in Junior Brother."
Fan He thought it was very interesting to see the two children getting along, and she thought that the idea of the sect master finding a playmate for Jiu Liu seemed to be a good idea, at least Jiu Liu was not as quiet as before. It is more reassuring that children are still noisy.
On Xuanhua Mountain, Rong Xian sat beside the back mountain stream to heal her injuries, and the surrounding spiritual power rushed into her body, slowly healing her injuries.
Suddenly, her expression changed, and the spiritual energy in her body disappeared instantly.
Her folded legs were laid flat on top of the stream without any hassle. At this time, she seemed to be looking at the scenery leisurely, without the awe-inspiring aura she had before.
After a while, Yang Ming walked over quickly, and when he saw the little sister beside the stream, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Little sister, why did you come here again."
Rong Xian turned around and called out in surprise, "Eldest brother?"
Yang Ming walked up to her, stretched out his arms to pick her up, and said, "Let's go, go to Wu Pavilion, senior brother will teach you how to practice."
Rong Xian nodded and said obediently, "Okay."
When the two came to Wu Pavilion, there was already an exquisite female doll waiting there.
The girl doll looks like a ten-year-old girl, wearing the disciple's uniform of Xuanhua Mountain, silver and yellow, with a small sword-style pattern printed on the collar, which looks very beautiful.
Seeing Yangming coming, the girl jumped over happily: "Senior brother, you are here, Si Xin has been waiting here for a while."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Second Junior Sister came early."
He put Rong Xian down and explained to Si Xin, "Second Junior Sister, this is Master's new disciple, our little Junior Sister, Rong Xian."
He was about to introduce Si Xin to Rong Xian, but was directly interrupted by Si Xin.
Si Xin stood in front of Rong Xian, who was a little taller than Rong Xian and had to make a contemptuous expression, very amused: "Little Junior Sister, I am your second Senior Sister Si Xin."
Rong Xian's phoenix eyes were slightly curved, and she called out obediently, "Hello, Second Senior Sister."
Seeing that the two junior sisters knew each other, Yang Ming began to give lectures to the two of them: "Our Xuanhua Mountain is mainly a sect of swordsmanship, no matter whether your spiritual roots are excellent or not, as long as you have roots and bones, you can practice swordsmanship if you have talent. . Now I'll tell you about the introduction to the heart, Sixin, I already told you two days ago, you practice first."
"Yes, Senior Brother." Si Xin replied.
Yang Ming turned his head to Rong Xian and said in a warm voice, "Little Junior Sister, your body is not suitable for practicing swordsmanship. I will teach you how to nourish your body. You should practice hard to get yourself better as soon as possible."
Rong Xian said obediently, "Yes, Senior Brother."
Yang Ming couldn't help rubbing her soft hair and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't know how to use swordsmanship. Master and brother love you as much."
Rong Xian looked at him with bright phoenix eyes and smiled: "Well, thank you brother."
Since then, she has stayed in Xuanhua Mountain, and has been practicing the exercises that Yangming gave her on the bright side, and has been working hard to heal her injuries secretly.
And Master Tsinghua real person has been looking for the spiritual grass that can repair her injury. Sometimes she comes back once a year, sometimes every two or three years.
Time passed quickly for five years, and the real Tsinghua came back three times. Each time, he refined the spirit grass he brought back into energy to repair the body of his little disciple.
After seeing the little disciple's health improve, he hurriedly left to find a new spirit grass.
On the edge of the stream in the back mountain, Rong Xian has grown up a lot, and she looks valiant in her disciple's clothes.
The delicate face has a shallow smile, and the eyebrows and eyes are warm and cordial, which is easy to make people feel good. But when those clear phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, they seemed a bit fierce and strong, like two extremes.
Rong Xian sat cross-legged, the spiritual power around her fluctuated in an obscure and mysterious rhythm, and the momentum on her body also rose and fell, not at all unstable.
Suddenly, Rong Xian's expression changed slightly, and the momentum around her suddenly stagnated and then dissipated.
Opening her eyes, Rong Xian looked down at her body, with a bright yellow inner shirt over a silver jacket, and a yellow jade belt tied around her waist. This is normal, isn't it
It's not...
In Rong Xian's eyes, her whole body was entangled by chains composed of dark red runes, which seemed to lock her soul tightly, making it difficult for her to even breathe. Strong reason.
She stood up, her broad sleeves swayed, and the chains of red runes swayed, like a burning red lotus karmic fire. You will never stop until your soul is burnt out. This is what only she can see—
"Cause and effect karma." Rong Xian whispered.
Thousands of years ago, out of personal grudges, she personally destroyed several Taoist traditions and killed tens of millions of people. Although the hatred was relieved, it was also stained with the blood of innocents, and karma was entangled.
The cultivator is most afraid of cause and effect. When she is in control of the magic path, the immortal and the devil will fight each other and countless karma will fall.
If you don't think of a way, Tiandao will chase after this karma and spare no effort to obliterate her.
Ningyue hasn't been killed yet, and there is another Heavenly Dao that is staring at the tiger. This is really a wolf before and a tiger, but her strength is greatly reduced now.
Rong Xian raised her eyebrows and thought, just as she was trying to solve her karma, the light footsteps came with a sharp sword energy.
She looked back and saw that the girl came over with arrogance behind her hands.
"Rong Xian, you are in a daze again." Si Xin asked proudly with her chin raised.
Rong Xian's phoenix eyes twitched and she said warmly, "It's Second Senior Sister. After I finished practicing the Rejuvenation Art, I practiced the Meditation Art here for a while."
"The rejuvenation formula helps you recuperate your body. Is the meditation formula meditation? You don't know how to practice swords, so why meditate all day? Are you thinking about something?"
Rong Xian had a smile on her lips, her breath was warm and clean, as if she didn't care to make things difficult, and said honestly, "I can't practice swords because of my poor health. Every time I see the amazing second sister practicing swords, I always feel regret, so I practice more. Quiet the mind several times."
Si Xin couldn't help raising the corners of her lips, she snorted and said, "If you want to learn from me and teach you, don't be envious."
(End of this chapter)