Chapter 238 I know you are at home, don't hide in silence
"Fellow Daoist, what do you think of my appearance?" He said as he was about to open his clothes.
Xuanyuan Wenqin frowned and took two steps back: "Fellow Daoist, no, I am a righteous cultivator. I only eat fasting pills. I am not like the evil cultivators who like to eat flesh and blood."
This made the Hehuan Sect disciples, who were always successful in matters of love, furious: "Idiot!"
She pulled up her clothes decisively, swung her sleeves, and refused to even glance at him. She said with regret, "It's a pity for this little face."
Lin Xinhuan suddenly felt that a thread tied Xuanyuan Wenqin to herself, and that they had some kind of connection, in which she occupied a dominant position.
It seemed that she could wipe out Xuanyuan Wenqin from the world with just a thought.
"Master-servant contract!" Lin Xinhuan blurted out.
She had found a book in the study that explained contracts, and among them, the master-servant contract was the most unfair and vicious contract.
The servant is completely subordinate to the master. If the master dies, he dies too, and his death has no impact on the master.
The master can kill the servant with just a thought, and there is no way to solve it.
Growing up in a human rights society, she couldn't understand why Xuanyuan Wenqin wanted to sign such an unequal contract with her.
Even in ancient times when class division was severe, Lin Xinhuan basically lived in the Medical Valley. Everyone was a fellow apprentice, a master and an apprentice, and everyone was equal academically, which was not as severe as the modern sense of division.
Although Yuwan and Baimao kept calling Lin Xinhuan their master, the contract they signed was one that Lin Xinhuan naturally understood, and it was more inclined towards equality and sharing of life.
If Xuanyuan Wenqin was still a sword-cultivating genius surrounded by thousands of people and favored by his master, someone had told him that he would sign a master-servant contract in the future.
He must think that man is a lunatic. I, Xuanyuan Wenqin, would rather die than be a servant!
And after experiencing betrayal, lows, and even two deaths.
When thousands of people pushed him off the cliff, a hand pulled him up, gave him the most precious thing, and placed him higher than himself. Now he is just a person who knows a little more martial arts than ordinary people, but to the immortals he is just an ordinary ant.
He has no way to repay her, he only has himself, so he should dedicate himself to Lin Xinhuan.
It was just a perfect misunderstanding. The chicken soup was not worth much money on Blue Star. The potato chips that Xuanyuan Wenqin thought were less than hers were just the potato chips with the air deflated.
But the scenes that happened later made Xuanyuan Wenqin not regret her decision. Xiaoqin, she has finally found a big boss.
Lin Xinhuan looked at him in confusion: "Don't you want to pay me back?"
Well, now Xuanyuan Wenqin is one of us. Not only should I focus on repairing his meridians and spiritual roots, but I can also not get back the debt I owed him for saving his life.
Did Lin Xinhuan say to Lin Xinhuan: "Hello, your patient was treated here. Here is the bill. Please pay the bill, dear~"
Lin Xinhuan took the bill from Lin Xinhuan: "Okay, this is the reward."
It's just taking it from the left pocket to the right pocket.
Xuanyuan Wenqin was speechless for a moment, and doubted herself for a moment, did she really want to default on the debt?
A hand reached out and opened the potato chips he was holding, and a strong fairy aura filled the air.
Xuanyuan Wenqin was passively sucked in, and the immortal energy was equivalent to ten or a hundred times the most concentrated spiritual energy. Her cultivation level rose from nothing to Qi training, foundation building, and golden elixir in an instant. The whole person seemed to float in the air, as if without support.
The potato chip package became flat, and his cultivation level went through the golden elixir stage, foundation building stage, qi training stage, and returned to his original state of having no spiritual power.
It was like a dream, in which I regained my cultivation and things returned to their original track.
He was still very moved when he opened his eyes. He raised his hand and looked at the lines on the palm. He was still an ordinary person who had lost all his spiritual power.
"Your spiritual power just surged! Is it because of the gas in the potato chips?" Lin Xinhuan was surprised and quickly ate a piece of potato chips.
Huh?! Tomato flavor! Still nothing.
"It's fairy spirit, but I can't store fairy spirit and spiritual energy at all now."
His spiritual root was broken, like a balloon full of holes. No matter how much air was pumped into it, it would always leak out.
"How can I repair my spiritual roots?"
"Spiritual roots are the foundation of cultivation. They are formed in the womb and cannot be changed. If you lose your spiritual roots, you can only dig new ones."
Lin Xinhuan shuddered all over and felt a chill. The originally gentle and elegant Xuanyuan Wenqin spoke with a sinister tone, and a dark mass spread from behind her, just like a villain in a TV drama who destroyed the world.
She didn't think that Xuanyuan Wenqin's "digging" meant digging from the ground like digging potatoes. The spiritual roots were deeply hidden in the bodies of cultivators, so why not dig them out from their bodies!
That ball of black air must be the evil air. When it spreads over Xuanyuan Wenqin's body, that will be the time when he destroys the Poyun Continent.
So, why did he sign the master-servant contract with me? Lin Xinhuan felt bitter.
Isn't the villain's master a big villain? He has become the object of public scorn. Lin Xinhuan, who has been a good citizen for three lifetimes, feels that his reputation has been damaged.
Now we have to bring Xuanyuan Wenqin back to the right path.
"Besides this, is there no other way? Can artificial spiritual roots work?"
"Artificial spiritual roots!" Xuanyuan Wenqin felt her worldview being invaded. How could spiritual roots be artificial? This wasn't a child playing with mud.
Coming from a country where artificial products such as artificial eggs, artificial rice, artificial milk, etc. are prevalent, there is nothing that Chinese people cannot produce, except what you can't imagine. They even have artificial legs, artificial eyes, and artificial hearts. So, isn't artificial spiritual roots just a piece of cake?
Lin Xinhuan thought that if the topic of artificial spiritual roots was launched, her disciples would have to go to the laboratory to conduct research, leaning on crutches.
Artificial spiritual roots are too absurd, so Xuanyuan Wenqin thought of another method that is almost impossible to achieve.
"In fact, there is another way. Gather ten thousand year old spiritual lotus roots, thousand year old phoenix blood, and gluttonous heart, make a pill and consume it."
His tone was full of despair. The Phoenix and Taotie were both ancient mythical beasts, how could they possibly appear in the Broken Cloud Continent? Even if he found their traces, with his untrained body, he couldn't hurt a hair on their head, let alone take their blood and heart.
As for the ten thousand year old spiritual lotus root, it is only a legend and no one has ever seen it. The thousand year old spiritual lotus root will attract scramble among immortal cultivators. Even if there is a ten thousand year old lotus root, it will not be circulated in public and has long been divided up by several major families and top sects.
"Lotus root? Chicken blood? Pig heart?"
It was automatically simplified in Lin Xinhuan's mind.
"Well, I think I know what to do. Wait for me."
"Huh?" Before Xuanyuan Wenqin could react, Lin Xinhuan flew away like the wind.
Are they talking about the same thing?
At the same time in a community in city B.
"Knock, knock, knock." The knocks on the door became more and more urgent.
"Open the door, open the door, I know you are home, don't hide in there and keep silent."
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