Only when a cultivator with fire spiritual roots has difficulty in cultivation and the spiritual power in his body is agitated will it show on his hair.
Qin Yivi and Jiang Yunnuan also have fire spiritual roots, but they usually don't show it in their hair color.
The woman knew at a glance that the situation was not good, and the others could not help but move aside, fearing that she would suddenly attack.
Whether a cultivator's cultivation is going smoothly or not can be seen on the surface, just like ordinary people, if they don't sleep well, dark circles and tired eyes will be directly exposed.
When Jiang Yunnuan's fire spirit root was agitated a while ago, the roots of her hair also turned a little red.
"Of course it works!" Qin Yivi patted her chest and assured, "Although our Wanxuanji is a newly opened store, we are absolutely fair and honest!"
She looked at everyone, a smile on her face, and said calmly, "Don't worry, we won't exaggerate the effects. If you buy our products and feel that they are not good, you can come to us to settle the bill!"
The crowd was shocked.
What a big tone!
You know, except for big businesses, other small shops will not make such guarantees.
They certainly won't sell bad things, but they sometimes inevitably exaggerate the effectiveness of the goods.
If a customer buys something and then uses it and finds it not so good, he or she will generally consider himself unlucky.
There are really few guarantees like this.
"Miss, this tortoise jelly is perfect for you." Qin Yiwei ignored the surrounding guests' discussions and looked at the woman. "Would you like a bowl?"
The woman hesitated, her brow furrowed, her face irritated.
Her name is Fang Manyun, and she does have fire spiritual roots.
She had good aptitude. With her own efforts and the full support of her family and sect, she had already reached the peak of foundation building at the age of 25.
If she works harder, she will be able to break through to the Golden Core stage.
The twenty-six-year-old Jindan is also a brilliant genius.
To this end, she worked hard to repair the chain.
So, more haste makes waste.
She clearly felt that the exit was right in front of her, but the harder she tried, the further she felt from it.
She is very anxious.
So, the more anxious she became, the harder it was for her to concentrate.
The harder it was to concentrate, the more impatient she became...
In this vicious cycle, her cultivation did not improve, but her temper became more and more irritable, and she felt uncomfortable every day.
Her misfortunes were also reflected in her hair.
Originally, only the roots of her hair were slightly red, but now, except for the ten-centimeter hair ends, the rest of her hair is red, as if it had been dyed.
Cultivators with fire spiritual roots generally have bad tempers.
People like her whose hair is almost red are the ones that everyone avoids.
Anyone could tell that there was something wrong with her chain or her body.
Although the monks were people who would fight back if they didn't agree, no one would rush up and challenge someone when they saw him in this state.
Isn't that a fool?
Fang Manyun could also feel that his fellow disciples were cautious when facing him.
The master also gave her some pills to calm her down, but it was of no use.
The situation today remained unchanged. She felt a fire raging in her chest. She didn't dare to continue repairing the chain, so she went out shopping with her senior sisters.
Just as they saw Wanxuanji opening, they came over to join in the fun.
They were amazed by the variety of goods here. They never expected that there was tortoise jelly here that could make her get better.
Fang Manyun didn't believe it. After all, she had eaten too many things before and they were all useless.
Master said that what she needs now is to regulate her emotions.
But she couldn't do it for a while.
"Okay, give me a bowl."
"Junior sister!" The two senior sisters who came with her were shocked, "You really want to eat?!"
This doesn't look like a good thing!