"Show Grandpa the Yuan Jingjing."
The third elder finally relaxed, but felt a little worried.
Jun Moxue took out a small mirror from her arms. The mirror was no more than the size of a palm and made of a whole piece of crystal.
Yuanjing reacts very keenly to the spiritual energy in the human body. A mirror made of Yuanjing can reflect whether a person has cultivated his or her abilities.
If the person being illuminated has cultivation level, the strength of the person being illuminated will be reflected truthfully in the Yuanjing Mirror.
Without cultivation, Yuan Jingjing will not react in any way.
The third elder looked at the unresponsive Yuan Jingjing in his hand and finally felt relieved.
"Grandpa, she is a loser. Of course she has no cultivation. Why do you care so much about her?"
Jun Moxue was a little dissatisfied. Her appearance had recovered, but her grandfather didn't care about her. Instead, he was so interested in a loser.
"Xue'er, remember, don't tell anyone what happened today. Don't reveal it to anyone. Don't mess with her in the future or take a detour when you see her."
The third elder didn't care about her face.
Jun Moxue looked unconvinced: "Grandpa, why should we be so afraid of her!"
"Xue'er, you cursed Jun Mohuang this morning, but people didn't say anything when they heard it. Instead, they took you out to have your face healed. The man behind her is even afraid of the head of the family, so please calm down."
The third elder only felt a headache, fearing that Jun Moxue would provoke Di Lingtian who was behind Jun Mohuang again.
If he accidentally leaked what happened back then, he would never survive.
"How can she be so kind? She clearly wants everyone to see my disfigured appearance."
Jun Moxue muttered and complained a few times, but finally agreed.
Huh, she can't offend her now, but someone can.
Of course Jun Mohuang would not be so kind. The act he performed on Jun Moxue's face today was just an opportunity to promote the potion.
Although Feng Yunqi interfered, the effect of promoting the potion was very successful.
In order to prevent future plans from being interrupted again, Jun Mohuang had no choice but to accept this funny little brother first.
"Silly girl, you don't even know your cultivation level after being spied on."
Back at Mohuang Pavilion, Di Lingtian held her in his arms and sniffed her for a few times.
The warm breath sprayed on the sensitive neck, indescribably ambiguous.
"What's the meaning?"
Jun Mohuang was about to push him away when he suddenly stopped when he heard these words.
"You smell like Yuan Jing. A mirror made of Yuan Jing can reflect a person's cultivation level."
Di Lingtian buried himself deeply in her tender neck and kissed her.
The side effects of Yuanjing are also very obvious. After being shined by the Yuanjing mirror, a special smell will be left on the body.
This smell is so light that people below the spirit transformation realm can't smell it at all.
"Stop it, who is spying on my cultivation?"
The soft and warm lips pressed against the sensitive area, bringing a strange touch. Jun Mohuang couldn't help but take a step back.
Her body has a protective mechanism, so no one can see her cultivation.
Don't peep, it means that some people doubt that she has recovered her talent and can practice again.
When it was clear that she had no cultivation, if she still wanted to raise suspicion, it could only be the person who caused her to lose her talent three years ago.
"I don't know. You went out today and saw too many people. It could be anyone. Huang'er, don't worry, Yuan Jing is useless to you."
Di Lingtian kissed her twice more, and when he saw that she was about to get angry, he let her go.
A cold crystal pendant hung on Jun Mohuang's neck.
The pendant is about the size of your little finger, in the shape of a water drop, light blue, without any impurities.
(End of chapter)