The ancestral seal, the bamboo building, the sacred tree leaf tea, the Hunyuan gauze dress... Xiang Sheng remembered everything that happened in the cold bamboo sea.
It was a pity that Yuanbei recalled her too quickly, and before she could speak to Si Wuli, her consciousness fell into darkness.
When I woke up again, it was already now.
For others, practicing the "Ancestral Seal" is as difficult as climbing to the sky, but for her it is a piece of cake. She quickly broke through the fourth level of life barrier and condensed a new ancient seal, which disappeared like a palm.
The ancestral seal entered his body. Last time, Xiang Sheng was in a spiritual state and didn't feel it, but this time he suddenly felt a big difference.
The sky and the earth became clear almost instantly. She climbed to a high place and looked into the distance. Her vision spanned several miles and she could see the furnishings in the house clearly.
The sound of the villagers' conversations could be heard on the wind, as clear as if it were ringing next to my ears.
Xiang Sheng withdrew his perception and was amazed.
She had not yet cultivated her true essence at this time, but her five senses had at least been improved to the level before her reincarnation.
If the five senses are still like this, how much have the spiritual roots improved?
If the fourth level of the ancestral seal is so powerful, how powerful would Si Wuli be after he cultivated the seventh level of the perfect ancestral seal?
Xiang Sheng pursed her lips slightly. She had faced life-threatening situations four times: crossing the world of cultivation, being in danger underground in the branch of Ghost Stream, the difficulty of finding the true essence of the demon seed, and the last reincarnation of the embryo. In which of these times, if she had not been careful, she would have been doomed.
Seven levels, seven life-threatening challenges. How dangerous must it be?
How much pain is hidden behind that face that is always gentle to her?
Xiang Sheng was lost in thought for a moment, and when the hunter saw him, he was immediately shocked: "You are Xiao Sheng'er, the daughter of the Luo family, why are you here?"
Xiang Sheng came back to his senses, pursed his lips and revealed an innocent expression, "I got lost."
The hunter was speechless and took Xiang Sheng down the mountain.
A moment later, Xiang Sheng was sent home. Luo Qingyun had not returned from the town yet, otherwise she would have been scolded.
It was still early before Luo Qingyun came back, so Xiang Sheng simply stayed at home to practice the "Flying Sword Technique". Both "Shapeshifting" and "Breath Concealing Technique" required the cooperation of true energy, so he could only make plans later.
In this life, she is no longer the unqualified concubine of the Xiang family. The moment she stands up with her mind and fingers pressed, she feels the energy.
There was still a small gourd of Yuanquan left in the blood ring, so Xiang Sheng took it out and concentrated on refining it. As the spiritual power in the water turned into true essence, his cultivation level immediately improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The first level of Qi training... the second level... the fifth level... the ninth level is perfect!
He had spent more than half a year cultivating the realm he had reached before his reincarnation, but now he had caught up with it in just half an hour.
At this point, Xiang Sheng stopped refining and started practicing the "Breath Containment Technique" first.
The ninth level of Qi training is actually not the limit. As long as she is willing, she can reach the middle stage of foundation building before reincarnation within a day.
But doing so would certainly create an unstable foundation and would be tantamount to destroying one's own future. Xiang Sheng certainly wouldn't do that.
The spring water contained abundant "Yuan" energy, making it easy to practice the Breath-Containing Technique. In a short while, the Breath-Containing Pearl reappeared in the center of the spiritual platform, concealing Xiang Sheng's cultivation.
After the training came to an end, Xiang Sheng looked up at the sky outside.
The sun was at its highest point in the sky, and Luo Qingyun should be home soon.
She jumped out of bed and ran to the vegetable garden behind the house to pick vegetables. Just as she came back with her arms full of vegetables, she saw that in addition to Luo Qingyun, there was also an old man in white clothes with an immortal look in the house.
A swordsman who has reached the eighth level of Qi training?
Xiang Sheng saw the old man's cultivation level at a glance, but she was unsure about the sword energy emanating from his body. This person practiced swordsmanship, but it seemed that he was not following the orthodox way. In her perception, there was something out of place about him.
"Ren'er, come and meet the old man."
Luo Qingyun called out, walked over to take the dirt-stained dish, wiped Xiang Sheng's face, and said softly, "He's the wandering doctor I told you about."
Xiang Sheng suddenly realized it, walked over and called out in a polite voice, "Hello, old man."
"A doll is also good."
The old man responded cheerfully, then carefully examined the red birthmark at the corner of Xiang Sheng's eye. After pondering for a moment, he sent out a gentle green true energy, which circled around the red birthmark.
The red birthmark immediately disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the remaining light red outline could not be completely eliminated even with the old man's full energy.
He didn't believe it, so he rested for a while and continued to fight with the birthmark. Little did he know that Xiang Sheng was secretly practicing his mental skills to quietly offset the old man's true energy.
This person's identity is unknown, and she cannot owe him any consequences.
By lightly erasing a layer of the birthmark, he would not be too involved with this person, and it would be enough to explain to Luo Qingyun.
An hour later——
The old man stopped, sweating profusely. Thinking of the promise he made to Luo Qingyun on the way here, it was a small matter and that the disease would be cured, his face flushed and he sighed with guilt, "Madam Luo, I have done my best."
Luo Qingyun quickly handed over a cup of tea, "Thank you for your hard work, old man. Sheng'er's birthmark has faded a lot. You don't have to mind it."
After hearing this, the old man felt even more ashamed. He pondered for a moment, then suddenly took out a spirit-testing bead and placed it on the table.
Xiang Sheng clearly saw a flicker of unnaturalness on Luo Qingyun's face, and then he said, "Old man, what is this?"
The old man chuckled and said, "Madam Luo, to be honest, I was once a disciple of the Wanjian Sect."
Luo Qingyun was immediately surprised, "It turns out that it was the immortal above..."
"Mrs. Luo, you are too kind. I am not an immortal."
The old man smiled bitterly, "I was quite old when I first entered the sect, and my cultivation was not very good. I felt ashamed of my master's teachings, so I asked to go down the mountain and travel around, and by the way, help to explore the traces of the underground demon.
To be honest, I am just a mortal who has practiced for a while, and I cannot be called an immortal."
Luo Qingyun's expression relaxed slightly, her feigned panic faded, revealing a hint of genuine admiration. "The old gentleman's broad-mindedness is truly rare in this world."
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