Chapter 452
Yun Jin understood.
Senior sisters only like men, while sword cultivators are mostly short of money.
Therefore, the so-called words about becoming an immortal swordsman and killing your loved one with the first sword were just words said by the senior sister to deceive herself.
Thinking this through, Yun Jin's hand had already grasped the hilt of the Zhu'e Sword that was placed horizontally on the table.
Lin Chenfeng clearly sensed a murderous intent from his young disciple. He used the closed folding fan to suppress the restless scabbard, and at the same time suppressed the young disciple's equally restless murderous intent. As a master, Lin Chenfeng had to make some sacrifices for the harmony and friendship among his disciples.
"Don't be impatient, just listen to what I have to say first." He slightly suppressed his smile, his eyes were clear and serious: "Xiao Jin, what do you think is the advantage of the human race over plants and trees?"
"Grasses and trees have no intentions." Yun Jin answered without hesitation.
Because she has heard similar words for hundreds of years.
Since I was a child, my parents, relatives, and other people, related or unrelated, have always been whispering about me behind my back.
They said that Yun Jin exchanged his emotions for excellent talent, but now, although he looks like a florid and beautiful woman, he is actually like an emotionless monster.
A heartless person is naturally heartless. What’s the difference between a heartless person and plants?
So they compared her to plants and trees, compared her to stubborn stones, and even worse, they said that when she grew up, she would fall into the path of evil because she could not overcome the calamity in her heart.
Even the demons had said that Yun Jin was destined to be a born demon. As everyone knows, among the three tribulations of becoming an immortal, the tribulation of love and the tribulation of the inner demon are nothing to them.
From childhood to adulthood, Yun Jin has been hearing these rampant discussions all the time. He killed the demons who spread the rumors, but tacitly accepted the human race's comments that he was "heartless and heartless, like grass and trees."
"But you and I are not plants, so how do we know that plants have no mind?" Lin Chenfeng smiled and shook his head. He moved the handle of the fan from the scabbard and tapped Yun Jin's forehead casually: "Xiao Jin, look there."
The jade fan handle in his hand spun slightly between his fingertips, pointing at a peddler outside the restaurant who was carrying a load on his shoulder and shouting his wares along the street.
Yun Jin looked over with a cold gaze. He didn't understand his master's intention, but he subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword.
The sword of a sword cultivator can be unsheathed with just a thought, and everything in the world can be cut down with one sword.
But Lin Chenfeng didn't want her to draw her sword.
Instead, in the increasingly dazed eyes of Yun Jin, he gently placed a copper coin used in the Mortal Realm on the cold scabbard of the Sword of the Evil Slayer, and said in a gentle voice: "You don't have to draw your sword today. I just want you to go find the peddler and use this copper coin to buy a seed from his goods."
Buy a seed?
Yun Jin was born with knowledge and is not a stupid person. No one among his peers can match him in terms of talent or understanding.
Therefore, she vaguely guessed the intention of Lin Chenfeng's action.
Looking at the cool and elegant figure of the young apprentice downstairs walking through the passers-by and going straight to the peddler, Lin Chenfeng handed over the copper coin in the peddler's stunned look. Then he opened the folding fan in his hand with a "swish", and a small light green sprout slowly emerged on the originally white and new fan, and disappeared in a flash.
"Xiao Jin, the road to becoming an immortal is far away, but the calamity of becoming an immortal is just around the corner. Humans have seven emotions, so how can plants and trees be without emotions?"
"Everyone says that love is hard to overcome, but how do we know that this love is not that love?"
"Joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hate, and desire are emotions; life and death, the eyes, ears, mouth, and nose are also emotions; the seven emotions and six desires, the three souls and seven spirits are all included in it."
Lin Chenfeng leaned his elbow against the window coffin, lowered his eyes and smiled at his little disciple who was looking up at him below.
The gentle tone is still clear in the complex sound, but it is also tinged with some meaning: "Plant the cotton seed in your hand. When it has a heart, you will have love."
"Love is hard to overcome, why not overcome it together?"
He spoke for a long time, but among the crowd coming and going, only Yun Jin could hear his voice.
When the last sentence was said, Lin Chenfeng, who was originally leaning against the window coffin on the second floor, had disappeared.
All that was left on the table were two unfinished cups of tea and a piece of stone that was emitting aura and radiance.
Yun Jin didn't care about Lin Chenfeng's departure. He was always free anyway, just like his name, he could ride the wind away at any time.
She was just downstairs in the restaurant, looking down at the seed in her hand that she had just traded for.
Lin Chenfeng said, it is a cotton seed.
Lin Chenfeng also said that when the cotton seeds are planted, she will have feelings when the cotton seeds have feelings.
"Do plants... have hearts too?" Yun Jin murmured softly, and then casually put the seed that she bought for only a copper coin into her Qiankun bag.
Since this cotton seed is related to his path to immortality, he naturally needs to find a suitable place to plant it.
Soon, the woman who had been standing at the entrance of the restaurant and inadvertently attracted many secret and astonished glances also left with a sword in her hand, leaving behind only many discussions and fantasies about the monks.
Floating World Continent.
Yun Jin was in the center of the continent, looking expressionlessly at the cotton seeds that he had soaked in the spiritual spring.
It was a tiny grain, and after falling into the water, it sank obediently to the bottom, allowing the spiritual spring to wash and flush it. It remained motionless, and even began to consciously absorb the abundant spiritual energy and vitality contained in the spiritual spring.
Yun Jin looked at it, secretly estimating in his mind the speed at which the cotton seed absorbed spiritual energy, and then came to the following conclusion: within three days, the cotton seed would sprout.
So Yun Jin used the Zhue E's Sword to carve sword marks near the spiritual spring, forming a sword formation.
With her current strength that is unrivaled in the entire world of cultivation, coupled with her understanding of the way of the sword, even the many saints who have reached the immortal realm on the Floating World Continent would never be able to break the sword formation and damage the cotton seed in the spiritual spring without alerting her.
So Yunjin left quickly.
There are constant frictions between humans, demons and monsters, and the war has never stopped. As the leader of the younger generation of the human race, Yun Jin, in addition to practicing in seclusion, often goes to kill all the demons who dare to rush towards her on the battlefield between the human and demon races.
She walked away without hesitation and never even looked back once.
As a result, they did not see the ray of light that quietly penetrated from outside the Fushi Continent and the Tianyan Continent.
Two streaks of light.
Three streams of light...
Until a round ball of light fell from the sky in a panic, and following the guidance, it landed in the quiet spring with a plop.
At this time, the sword formation that Yun Jin thought could never be destroyed did not react at all to the arrival of these "flowing lights".
Then, in the spring water that originally contained only a cotton seed, something else quietly appeared.
For example, a black cat that became smaller and wet all over, and was almost choked to death by the spring water, struggling to get ashore.
For example, a delicate mirage beast rushed towards the cotton seeds with great momentum, wanting to hold it in its mouth and bite it until it was crunchy.
For example, when a mirage beast attacks, the golden mother tree will completely wrap up the cotton seeds and separate a branch to hit the mirage beast hard.
And a pair of dark, lifeless, yet exceptionally creepy eyes.
And several ordinary, unremarkable, thin silk threads that are invisible to the naked eye.
There is also a round ball of light that keeps emitting random light.
These "outsiders" gathered in the spiritual spring, and suddenly disappeared when the little black cat was about to alarm the sword formation outside the spiritual spring.
Only a round ball of light rolled laboriously to the cotton seed, then kept adjusting its body parameters, and finally seemed to dissolve into the spiritual spring, never to be seen again.
The spiritual spring returned to silence.
The tiny cotton seed is still trying hard to absorb the spiritual energy and vitality from the spiritual spring.
But if Yun Jin was here at this moment, he would definitely find that the efficiency of the cotton seeds in absorbing spiritual energy is not at the same level as when they first entered the spiritual spring.
It's like personifying cotton seeds. Before that, they were eating in big mouthfuls, as if they were trying hard to fill their stomachs and would be able to put down their bowl and chopsticks.
But now... eating in big mouthfuls has turned into swallowing a bowl of food in one gulp, one bowl after another, as if there is no end.
The spiritual spring is full of spiritual energy. If it were the cotton seeds from before, it would not dry up even if it stayed in there for a year.
But now, only three days later, when Yun Jin walked into the sword formation and approached the spiritual spring, even though she was cold-hearted, indifferent and calm, she could not help but be stunned by the scene in front of her.
The spiritual spring that was full of spiritual energy three days ago, a rare spiritual spring in the entire Floating World Continent, and a spiritual spring that was enough to cause several major sects and families to fight for it after it was opened... has dried up.
It's really dry.
Not to mention the abundant spiritual energy that could be transformed into substance in the spring, even the water in the spring that carried the spiritual energy had disappeared.
What Yun Jin saw now was a dried-up pond. Even the spring that was said to have never dried up for a hundred years had dried up to the point of bursting.
Yun Jin: “…”
She slowly shifted her gaze towards the tiny cotton seed that had run into the spring at some point in time and was blocking the last bit of water, lying motionless.
As she looked at it inquiringly, the cotton seeds remained there obediently and quietly as they had been three days ago, as if they had never moved secretly, nor had they consumed all the spiritual energy and water in the spring.
It is clearly just a cotton seed, but no matter how you look at it, it exudes a sense of ignorant innocence.
Yun Jin drew his sword with his backhand, and the sword was unsheathed, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the cotton seed at the spring.
Yunkong, who was hiding and observing secretly, was so frightened that his mechanical heart trembled.
With Yun Jin's sword, not only would Mianmian's body be destroyed, but even her soul, which had just been repaired, would be destroyed!
It was ready to rush out to help Mianmian block the sword, but the next second, only a sword energy floated over slowly, pried up the cotton seeds that were lingering in the spring, and carried it back to Yunjin.
Yun Jin held the cotton seeds in her palm.
The weight is the same as it was three days ago.
Even all the tiny details on the cotton seeds were exactly the same as they were three days ago.
In other words: it drank up all the spiritual spring water, but there was no sign of sprouting.
Yun Jin's left hand, which was holding the hilt of the sword, paused slightly, and then he made a hand gesture and quickly connected with Lin Chenfeng who was "wandering" somewhere unknown.
"What exactly are the cotton seeds you gave me?" Yun Jin spoke bluntly with a cold look on his face.
Lin Chenfeng asked in confusion: "Didn't you say it was a cotton seed? Could it have mutated into something else? Like an egg?"
"..." After a brief silence, Yun Jin stepped aside to let the dried-up spiritual spring behind him appear, and said calmly, "How many natural materials and treasures do you think I need for it to sprout?"
Lin Chenfeng looked at the dried up spiritual spring, then at the unchanged cotton seeds in Yun Jin's palm, and finally at the cold expression of his little disciple. He also fell into a strange silence in an instant.
After a while, he tried to explain: "If I say that I never expected it to be so delicious, would you believe me?"
Yun Jin cut off the spell without hesitation.
Mianmian: Small, but a big eater!
Next, please watch the large-scale parent-child activity: Yun Mama spent all her money to raise Mianmian~
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