"What does the pill made from Tianxin grass taste like?"

He Zhizhou leaned against the door with curiosity, watching Ningning swallow a round object.

She ate without any sense of ceremony, as if what she held in her hand was not some holy spiritual plant, but an ordinary candy.

"Mint candy."

Ningning's face changed as soon as she finished saying the three words, and she added with a bitter face: "...It also tastes a bit like mustard."

"Then what?"

He Zhizhou shook his head: "Is there no special feeling? For example, the small universe exploded, the fighting spirit turned into a horse, and I wanted to shout immediately, "Thirty years in the west, thirty years in the east, I don't want to continue to be a human being from now on?" What

does this have to do with it?

After the pill entered her stomach, although it made her feel refreshed, it didn't seem to have any special effects.

The spiritual energy in her body was like a pool of clear spring water. Even though the pill caused a slight ripple, it was just a fleeting wave. The ripples spread gently and faded away silently, and there was no follow-up from then on.

"It may take some time to react."

Ning Ning looked down at the palm of her hand and didn't notice anything wrong. She wanted to continue talking, but she heard a sudden female voice: "Ning Ning, are you there——!"

Ning Ning's face changed.

Since the eldest senior brother told Zheng Weiqi about her hard work in practicing the Golden Snake Sword Technique, the latter naturally thought that her junior sister was also an absolute sword fanatic.

As the richest person among the direct disciples, the eldest senior sister gained money but lost her worries, and thus understood that people must gain and lose in life.

After conveying this shocking sentence to Ningning, Zheng Weiqi patted her shoulder meaningfully: "Similarly, if you want to improve your swordsmanship, you must sacrifice a lot of time and energy - come, continue to practice with me."

- That's right. I don't know if the senior brothers and sisters have discussed it or not, but they actually take turns to teach her in various ways.

Poor Ning Ning, at such a young age, she had to personally experience the continuous mixed doubles of men and women. Now she is as tired as an old dog and can't stand any more torture.

"Just say I'm going out! Bye, bye!"

Ning Ning ran away after saying that, leaving no time for He Zhizhou to react. The reason why she was in such a hurry, in addition to avoiding being reduced to a sword-wielding machine in the world again, there was another important reason.

The system issued a new task, asking her to go to Qingxu Valley to find Wen Hemian.

In the original text, Pei Ji occupied the limelight of Xiaochongshan Secret Realm. When the original owner found out, he was resentful and jealous, but in terms of talent, he was far inferior to him. After thinking about it, he decided to go to Qingxu Valley to meet Wen Hemian.

——After all, according to the theory of first come, if such a big change had not happened, Elder Jiangxing, who had met her at the foot of the mountain many years ago, was actually Ningning's real master.

The original owner tried to take advantage of this and pretended to approach and please him, so as to squeeze the only remaining value from the latter. Unexpectedly, the contempt would naturally reveal itself in the process of getting along, and even if he tried his best to hide it, Wen Hemian still noticed most of it.

This is how it is described in the original book.

[Ningning smiled gently, but a trace of extreme coldness and disgust flashed in her eyes, and she didn't know that Wen Hemian saw it all.

She flattered him: "Ning Ning has never forgotten that you are the first person to appreciate me. I wonder if I will have the blessing to call you Master."

After just a few words, her true colors were revealed:

[Ning Ning made no secret of her intention: "I heard that Elder Jiang Xing is an excellent swordsman. If I could get some advice from him, I would be honored."

So Wen Hemian naturally disliked her even more.

As the saying goes, there must be something pitiful about a hateful person. Thinking about it this way, the image of the original owner is really too miserable.

She left her hometown to study abroad, and ended up being despised by her senior brothers, hated by her senior sisters, and treated as a transparent person by her junior brothers. She tried her best to commit suicide and make trouble, but she never succeeded once.

The failure rate is so high that he could just take over from Big Bad Wolf and go to the green grassland to catch lambs. The only necessary line is: I will definitely come back.

Qingxu Valley has not changed much from the last time I came here. The shadows of trees are intertwined and the fragrance of flowers is overlapping. Ningning was halfway through her journey when she heard the familiar sound of a piano.

Although she was still depressed, compared to the despair of last time when there was no hope at all, there was still a little more expectation in her invisible feeling.

Just like the sun falling into the misty jungle, the light and faint light diffused and grew in the mist, dyeing it with bright and shimmering colors, suddenly breaking the empty and quiet atmosphere.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Wen Hemian saw her.

The once powerful elder Jiang Xing has now become a sickly person. When he sits quietly under the tree, his pale face is almost transparent in the sunlight.

He wears a light blue robe embroidered with snow-white cloud patterns, and his long hair is untied, like the finest brocade. His temples are as sharp as a knife, and his eyebrows are as black as ink. He shows a little surprise when his eyes meet hers.

Ning Ning came here to ask for help, so it is impossible for her to act bossy, so she smiled politely: "Elder Jiang Xing."

Wen Hemian looked at her indifferently.

Since the last time he met Ning Ning and received the letter she sent, he thought a lot overnight.

Although he has lost all his cultivation now, he still remembers countless peerless skills in his mind. This girl appeared inexplicably. If he gets close to her, it must be a trap set by her to deceive her trust -

this is not impossible.

Or rather, for a useless person like him who no one wants to approach, this possibility accounts for the vast majority.

Wen Hemian calmed down and listened to her continue: "Ningning has never forgotten that you are the first person to appreciate me. I wonder if I have the blessing to call you Master."

Master.

The young man laughed at himself in his heart.

After learning her name, Wen Hemian finally knew why he felt a familiar aura on Ningning.

When he went down the mountain to kill demons, he accidentally met a talented little girl. Out of admiration for her talent, he wanted to take her as his disciple. Unfortunately, her parents refused because their daughter was too young, so the matter was put on hold.

Unexpectedly, it was her.

Since Ning Ning knew that he had lost all his cultivation, she never came to visit him again. Instead, she participated in the selection of disciples of the Xuanxu Sword Sect and was chosen by others at first sight.

It’s a bit too late to talk about this now.

Ning Ning knew that Wen Hemian was not stupid. Seeing that he was unmoved, she knew that the other party must have seen through her purpose.

- This time she can finally play the role of a villain with dignity, and no longer have to worry about falling out! Elder Wen, you are still the most reliable!

This is a small step for the villains, a big step for Ning Ning.

She took a deep breath and recited the fatal words seriously: "I-" As

soon as this word came out, Ning Ning noticed something was wrong.

Strange.

Why is the spiritual power in the body uncontrollably colliding everywhere... It seems that it will break through the blood vessels and skin at any time.

No, it can't be.

The medicinal effect of Tianxincao didn't come earlier or later, but at this time? !

Wen Hemian sensitively sensed a slight fluctuation of spiritual energy.

Then the fluctuation became more and more obvious, and the overflowing spiritual energy spread out in circles, chaotic and powerful, quite like a tiger or wolf charging forward, raising gusts of breeze.

The strong energy became wind, blowing down the swaying rain of flowers, blocking all of them from his sight.

As the petals fell, Wen Hemian saw that the little girl not far away had changed her expression at some point, and half-knelt on the ground with a pale face.

This is... after taking an overly strong pill, the body can't bear the surging spiritual energy in the body.

Could it be that she came here for this?

She noticed something was wrong with her body, but she didn't know how to deal with it, so she didn't think much about it... and came to ask him?

The young man stood up, brushed off a bunch of fallen flowers, and then frowned and came to Ningning's side.

Her body was surging, as if a tide suddenly rose in the middle of the night, but she didn't know how to resist. She could only watch the flood break through the dam and become a disaster.

The surging spiritual energy stirred her blood, and even her internal organs seemed to be out of place. She gritted her teeth in pain, and suddenly heard a voice as clear as winter snow in a trance: "Sink the qi into the dantian, activate the sea of ​​consciousness, and try to gather the spiritual power."

It was Wen Hemian.

What a bad luck! The last time I came to see him, I was hit by a rock on my foot. I didn't expect it to be worse this time. It was like playing a minesweeper in my body. If I wasn't careful, it would explode.

Although she complained a few words in her heart, Ningning still followed his instructions obediently and lowered her eyes to feel the existence of the sea of ​​consciousness.

It was a boundless space, different from the usual peace and silence. All kinds of thoughts were running wild, and the disturbed spiritual energy became even more chaotic when it was mixed.

"Don't be anxious, breathe slowly. Imagine that there are many rivers in your body, and the spiritual energy is accommodated and dredged one by one."

Wen Hemian's voice echoed leisurely in her ears, and the huge waves in her body came one after another, making Ningning almost breathless.

She clenched her palms with difficulty and tried to absorb it as he said.

Her sea of ​​consciousness was turbulent and her blood was surging, but it gradually calmed down with her slow breathing. Every meridian in her body was like a river, absorbing the spiritual energy rushing from all directions.

When all the storms subsided, Ningning was already covered in cold sweat.

"Are you feeling better?"

Wen Hemian whispered, "Who asked you to take the pill?"

Ningning's mind was confused, and she answered subconsciously, "My master."

He paused, as if a little aggrieved, "He said before that his alchemy skills were first-class, and that the master of Nianchun Hall had once chosen him as an apprentice."

- How did he turn the Tianxin grass into this state?

Wen Hemian seemed to laugh very softly: "Do you know what kind of person the head of Nianchun Hall is?"

Seeing her shaking her head, he added in a low voice: "The doctors in Nianchun Hall are kind-hearted, but the head of the hall is the only one who is in charge. He doesn't care about anything else, but only likes to refine poison."

Ningning: ...

Okay, you are worthy of it, Master.

The fool who thought you were handsome is dead, and now the one standing in front of you is Niu Hulu Ningning. You chose your idol.

"But although this medicine is strong, he also has many considerations, which not only maximizes the effect of the medicine, but also prevents you from exploding and dying - your master is indeed a genius in refining pills."

Wen Hemian hesitated for a moment after speaking, and his voice was lower than before: "If you encounter similar things in the future, don't..."

Don't come to him.

His ability is limited, and he is afraid that he can't help her in any way.

But he didn't know why he couldn't say the following sentence.

After living alone in Qingxu Valley for many years, the once famous Sword Saint was gradually forgotten and retreated behind the curtain of history. He had long been accustomed to being alone, not being missed by others, and not being needed by anyone.

However, when Ning Ning got into trouble, she did not seek help from her master and senior brothers and sisters first, but came to him.

Wen Hemian felt at a loss after a long absence.

It turned out that he was still remembered by others, and it turned out that he...

was not so useless and could help her a little.

Ningning saw that he was hesitant to speak, and continued to think along the lines of what Wen Hemian had not finished saying.

When encountering similar things, what don't you want?

Don't panic, don't rush, or don't come here to find him?

Wen Hemian wouldn't think that she found herself feeling unwell and came to Qingxu Valley to seek help from him, right?

"Don't think too much!"

Ning Ning stood up and said stubbornly: "I didn't come here to see you, let alone ask you for help! I just came here to, just want to--"

She stopped talking halfway.

In any case, no one would be so stupid as to blurt out "I came here to deliberately please you and cheat you out of the sword manual."

Ahhh, damn it! What kind of plot is this!

Wen Hemian lowered her eyes, and a very faint smile flashed across her eyes.

She really couldn't find any other excuses.

He originally thought that no one in the world would care about him. A useless person who had lost all his cultivation deserved to waste his life alone in the valley.

But -

in those letters that Ning Ning wrote to him anonymously, although her identity was fake, some of the words in them might really come from her heart.

...Should he believe them?

"Yeah."

Although he said it in accordance with the little girl's meaning, his tone was more like some kind of obvious comfort and indulgence: "You are not."

Ning Ning knew that he didn't believe it, and repeated it again with a stronger tone: "I really am not!"

Wen Hemian: "Yeah."

Ning Ning: ...

What is this extremely perfunctory tone to do! So she really is not! Aren't you the recognized brain emperor in the original text? Doubt her, Elder Wen!

It's too difficult, Ning Ning is exhausted, it's really too difficult for her.

The original owner took so much effort to make up lies, trying to pretend to be an innocent little fan girl. However, after all the lies, Wen Hemian always treated her coldly.

But now that she has clearly told the truth, why do people think she is deeply in love?

=====

Ningning returned to the courtyard with mixed feelings, and then received three letters from different people.

The owner of the first letter was Wen Hemian. Among the three letters, his handwriting was the most beautiful and well-written.

This letter was a reply to the letter she sent anonymously pretending to be a little fan girl. The wording and sentences were very serious:

[One must not be impatient for quick success and instant benefits when practicing, and everything should be in accordance with one's heart.

I heard that the secret realm of Xiaochong Mountain was opened recently, and elite disciples from all sides participated. Among them, Ningning from Xuanxu Sect took up seven points of the limelight. Not only did she take away two holy spiritual plants, but she also severely damaged the ten thousand year old dragon blood tree in the ancient wood forest.

This action is indeed a good achievement. I hope you can take this as your goal and break through the foundation-building stage as soon as possible. ］

I was praised.

Ning Ning pursed her lips, but finally couldn't hold back her smile. She grinned, lowered her head, and tapped her forehead lightly on the table.

... Humph, Wen Hemian definitely didn't know that the person he was communicating with was the Ning Ning mentioned in the letter.

Although he didn't mean to mention it, it can be considered a compliment in person.

She was in a good mood after being praised, and picked up the pen with a smile on her face.

[I know, elder!

I heard that the secret realm of Xiaochong Mountain is very interesting, with countless rare treasures. It would be great if I could go in and take part in the trial one day.

I practiced swordsmanship with my senior sister yesterday. They, the Yuanying period cultivators, never seemed to get tired. They were jumping around from beginning to end, unlike me, who was tired like a dead fish.

But I will practice well!

How is the scenery of Qingxu Valley? Are the flowers blooming?

I also want to go and see it one day. ］

Apart from Wen Hemian's letter, the second one was from He Zhizhou.

He has been bored recently, so he tried to use modern scientific knowledge to explain the cultivation system, and wrote a long article.

［Ningning, think about it, in this world, although there are many incredible things, generally speaking, it actually emphasizes a certain scientific nature.

Alchemy can just prove the effectiveness of chemical reactions.

Flying with a sword may seem far-fetched, but the three laws of mechanics must be followed during the flight, just like sitting in a small aircraft, which can barely be pressed down by Newton's coffin lid.

The delayed effect of the pill you took today also proves the digestive system in biology!

As for consciousness, could it be an external form of brain waves? When a person's cultivation is deep enough, brain waves can naturally be greatly diverged, and even react with other people's waves. The secret transmission between us is not sound, but radio waves.

There is a technique that can invade other people's consciousness, which is equivalent to seizing. Isn't this a very obvious brain wave invasion! ]

At the end he wrote: [I heard that there is also an ancient secret technique that can go back in time and space and let people travel back to the past.

According to the theory of relativity, exceeding the speed of light will produce clock reversal and dimensional expansion effects. To put it simply, if a person moves faster than the speed of light, he can see the light that was once produced, and thus see the scenes in the past. It seems that time is flowing backwards, but in fact it is just a personal visual effect. Outside this person, the time on Earth flows as usual.

So in summary, this secret technique does not exist and should be just a legend made up by humans.

Ning Ning was so happy that she wrote back to him:

[You know that we are in three dimensions now, right?

Time and space are similar to the two coordinate axes of the three-dimensional world, but according to string theory, the universe exists in nine-dimensional space. Then can we boldly guess that those who disappeared after becoming gods and ascending to heaven actually entered the high-latitude world.

They stand in a space with a higher latitude, so they have abilities that seem incredible to us. For example, they can cross the coordinate axis of space and achieve instant transfer.]

He Zhizhou replied with a bunch of hahahaha, and added a few sentences at the end: [Absolutely, absolutely! You are worthy of it! I knew you could match my radio waves! From now on, you will be the Lady Ju Ning of the cultivation world!]

The last letter came from Tianxianzi.

His handwriting is as unrestrained and uninhibited as his own, and his strokes are swift and free, like a wandering dragon: [The teacher just accepted a commission. Your golden elixir has been completed, so it is just right for you to go down the mountain with your brothers and sisters to experience it.]

Go down the mountain to experience it.

The candlelight reflected on the white paper, spreading a few faint reds. Ningning's pupils also flickered with fire, and a smile flashed for a while.

Pei Ji will also go together, so in the original book, there is a detailed description of this descent. Although she is now skeptical about the original plot, according to the established plot, no matter what...

this experience is destined not to be boring.