Immortal Voices

Chapter 13: Breeze

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After Yangming walked out of the room, he came to Sixin, and saw the indignant expression on Sixin's face, the warmth on his face dissipated: "It seems that the second junior sister didn't realize her fault."

Si Xin held on to the last bit of stubbornness and didn't want to bow her head: "It's obviously Rong Xian's cultivation base is poor, why does the senior brother want to say that I'm wrong."

Yang Ming's face was colder than before. If it was an ordinary sword fight, how could the force of the sword go toward the heart of a person

He had always thought that minor conflicts between brothers and sisters were nothing, and which children didn't quarrel when they were young, but his negligence almost caused a tragedy. He would never allow this kind of thing to happen.

Yang Ming had a majestic look on his face and a firm tone: "You have done something wrong but you don't want to regret it, and you only want to avoid responsibility, which really disappoints me. I will punish you for three months in the back mountain, and think carefully about your fault. where."

He was willing to believe that the younger sister did not intentionally hurt Rong Xian, but even if there was no doubt, he should have repented.

It's a pity that Second Junior Sister is so stubborn.

He flung his sleeves and left, leaving Si Xin stunned in place.

After Si Xin was punished, Rong Xian kept recovering in bed.

She flipped through the quaint bamboo slips in her hand, and these leisure days made her a little uncomfortable.

Suddenly, Rong Xian's body tensed, her eyes turned to the corner of the room, and she squinted: "Come out."

The voice fell, and a young man wearing a Confucian robe, a high crown, and a bamboo slip in his hand walked out of the shadows.

The young man has a pair of bright eyes and gives a gentle and refined feeling when looking at people.

"Honored lord." He called with a faint smile on his face, but there was no extra movement, but people couldn't ignore the solemnity in his tone.

Seeing that she was an acquaintance, Rong Xian's body did not relax at all, she said solemnly: "Qingfeng is unexpected, and he can find me here."

After a pause, she asked dangerously, "How can you find me?"

Hanxi knew what she meant and would not let any subordinates disturb her, so Ye Qingfeng must have found it by himself.

Ye Qingfeng knew that if his answer was half wrong, the Lord would definitely not let him go.

He didn't have any fear, he still had a graceful smile and an elegant smile: "No need to worry about your lord, Qingfeng also accidentally noticed the aura of your lord."

Ye Qingfeng took out a bead with a faint water color from his arms, and said with a little doubt: "This is a bead that I accidentally got, I wanted to refine it as a spiritual treasure, but I never thought that this bead has always been unusable. Moved. Until one day five years ago, this bead suddenly shone brightly and almost came out of my hand. Under the curiosity of the breeze, I came here with the guidance of the bead."

Speaking of this, Ye Qingfeng laughed dumbly: "I never thought that I would meet the Honored Lord here."

Rong Xian's attention was all on this bead at this time. She didn't ask Ye Qingfeng how he recognized her because she had already taken her home and her appearance was not her own. Ye Qingfeng didn't say it either, there seemed to be a strange tacit understanding between the two suddenly.

Regarding Ye Qingfeng, although Rong Xian had some doubts in her heart, she subconsciously chose to believe, that inexplicable trust made her eyes darken.

She stood up and approached Ye Qingfeng slowly, and stopped three steps in front of Ye Qingfeng, as if being bewitched by something, reached out and touched the beads.

Ye Qingfeng held her breath and stared at Zhu Zi and Rong Xian, her heart was inexplicably nervous.

After Rong Xian's hand touched the bead, the bead flew out of Ye Qingfeng's hand and suspended in mid-air, and the thick water vapor surrounded Rong Xian.

Rong Xian subconsciously called out, "Water Spirit Pearl."

Shui Lingzhu seemed to hear Rong Xian calling its name, trembled with joy, and fell into Rong Xian's hand.

Rong Xian had a strange illusion that this bead belonged to her, from beginning to end. But it was the first time she saw her, whether it was before or after winning the house.

After a moment of silence, Rong Xian raised her head to look at Ye Qingfeng, and said in an unquestionable tone, "Qingfeng, the Shui Lingzhu is mine."

Ye Qingfeng sighed inwardly: Really.

He smiled relievedly, elegant and gentle: "It should be honored by the Lord."

Rong Xian's body relaxed a lot, and her tone was no longer as solemn as before. When she turned her wrist, the Shui Lingzhu had disappeared, and she asked, "Have you been in Xuanhua Mountain for the past few years?"

Ye Qingfeng held the bamboo slip, and his demeanor was more casual and casual: "Qingfeng came to Xuanhua Mountain for more than half a month. Seeing that the Lord is safe, Qingfeng is relieved."

Rong Xian didn't ask him about the holy mountain, after hesitating for a moment, he gave him another task: "Wuxin Cliff is now controlled by Ningyue, Qingfeng doesn't have to go back, and you can find the water spirit bead, which is a blessing. "

She looked at Ye Qingfeng deeply and said, "There are five elements in heaven and earth, and when I see the water spirit beads, I guess there must be gold, wood, fire, earth and four spirit beads. To find."

Ye Qingfeng replied solemnly: "Yes, my subordinates take orders."

After Ye Qingfeng left, Rong Xian watched the Shui Lingzhu in her hand and her heart moved. The Lingzhu that had been hidden in the soul suddenly appeared, emitting a faint greenery and a huge vitality to wrap her.

Rong Xian opened her right hand, and the water spirit bead overflowing with water vapor flew into the air and entangled with the spirit bead.

Her eyes flashed, and she called softly, "Wood Spirit Pearl."

The wood spirit bead trembled, and for the first time in thousands of years, Rong Xian sensed joy in it.

This thing that killed the Rong family was actually a wood spirit pearl. Rong Xian looked at the two pearls side by side, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was sarcastic and bitter.

One thousand and sixteen hundred years ago, the whole world was in chaos over the fight for the divine artifact Spirit Orb. Countless clans and sects disappeared. Who would have imagined that the same Spirit Orb would appear in the hands of someone with the same surname in less than two thousand years.

Rong Xian closed her eyes and tried her best to suppress her sadness.

Putting away the two spirit beads, Rong Xian picked up a new roll of bamboo slips and flipped them over. Suddenly, she seemed to see something and held the bamboo slips in her hand.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the bottom of the bamboo slip had the emotion left by the predecessors.

- I have made a great wish to practice medicine to save the world, and benevolent to the common people.

Rong Xian read this sentence twice, with a look of joy in her eyes, she finally found a way to restrain her karma.

As a healer, she has formed a wide range of good karma, grabbed a chance to survive on the premise of not violating her destiny, and eliminated her karma with good karma.

She smiled happily, her phoenix eyes seemed to be full of moonlight, accommodating thousands of scenery, people couldn't help but stop and admire.

Rong Xian went to the table and looked at the medical books brought by the senior brother. It was said that they were all the experiences and experiences left by the second head of Xuanhua Mountain, and some medicinal recipes were also recorded.

Rong Xian couldn't take care of her own injury, she read the classics seriously and attentively, and quickly wrote down the contents.

When she turned to an essay on pill recipes, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)