More than a thousand years ago, the spiritual energy on this continent was so dense that it seemed to condense into substance. People could easily embark on the path of cultivation without the need for advanced techniques and cultivation skills. Even animals and plants that had not yet opened their spiritual intelligence were much stronger than ordinary people today.
Rong Rouxue was a miracle born in such an environment. She originated from a spiritual stone on an island, and this island was the predecessor of Piaomiao Xianzong.
In that spiritual environment, the spiritual stone silently absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, and was nourished for hundreds of years. Finally, one day, the stone made a crisp cracking sound, and a human figure walked out of it. Her skin was as white as snow, as white as the purest mutton-fat jade, delicate and smooth, as if water would drip out with a light touch. Her eyebrows were like crescent moons, thick and neat, adding a bit of softness to her delicate face. Her lips were rosy and plump, and the slightly upturned corners of her mouth were hung with a charming smile, which made people want to get close to her.
Her hair falls on her shoulders like a waterfall, soft and smooth, shining with a charming luster. Each strand of hair seems to have its own life, gently brushing against her face, adding a bit of mystery to her.
She slowly stood up, like a fairy waking up from a deep sleep. She gently opened her eyes, which were as bright as stars, deep and spiritual, like a clear spring, which made people fall into it. She was tall and slender, with perfect proportions and exquisite curves, and every line exuded charming charm. Her posture was light and elegant, and every move seemed to be performing a beautiful dance.
This is how Yourong Rouxue was born. She has no parents and was conceived from a spirit stone. The heaven, earth, sun and moon are her nurturers. She wanders on this land, full of curiosity about everything around her.
Her eyes are clear and pure, like an ignorant child, full of desire to explore the world. She sometimes stops to observe a blooming flower, sometimes chases a flying butterfly, and sometimes curiously touches an ancient stone. Although her behavior is a bit immature, it is full of innocent charm.
She lived alone on the island for several years. One morning, there was thunder in the sky and dark clouds gathered, as if someone was enduring a thunderstorm.
You Rong Rouxue looked at such an abnormal scene, and the primitive fear in her heart surged like a tide. Her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, as if it was about to jump out of her throat. Her legs ran involuntarily, leaving a series of deep footprints on the grass. Her eyes searched around eagerly, hoping to find some shelter to avoid the coming rainstorm.
Soon, heavy rain poured down like a waterfall, and Rong Rouxue was instantly soaked. Her body shivered as if she was soaked in cold ice water. She ran desperately and finally came to a banana tree. She hid under the banana leaves. The rain slid down the leaves, forming a curtain of water, temporarily separating her from the outside world.
After a long time, the rain slowly stopped and the sky gradually cleared up. Yourong Rouxue carefully walked out from under the banana leaves. She looked up at the clear sky and felt a surge of joy in her heart. The sunlight shone on her body, warm and gentle, as if it brought her a glimmer of hope.
Above the blue sky and white clouds, a figure slowly passed through the air. She was wearing a white silk dress, and walked lightly towards the island like a dancing fairy. Her black hair fell on her shoulders like a waterfall, fluttering gently in the breeze. Her face was beautiful, as delicate as a jade carving, her skin was as white as snow, and she exuded an otherworldly temperament.
You Rong Rouxue stared at the woman who fell from the sky with curiosity, her eyes full of doubt and curiosity. The woman's eyes were like torches, as if they could penetrate You Rong Rouxue's heart. She quickly locked onto the naked You Rong Rouxue, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
The woman walked gently to Yourong Rouxue's side. Her footsteps were light, as if she was not stained by dust. She looked at the innocent Yourong Rouxue, and a hint of tenderness appeared in her eyes.
"May I have your name?"
The woman's voice was as sweet as the sound of nature. But Yourong Rouxue couldn't speak, she could only mumble in a babbling voice.
The woman seemed to notice something was wrong with the girl. She raised her right hand, stretched out two slender fingers, and gently tapped Rong Rouxue's brow. A warm current flowed from the woman's fingertips into Rong Rouxue's body. A hint of human breath gradually appeared on her face, and her originally confused eyes gradually regained focus.
You Rong Rouxue looked at the beautiful woman in front of her, her heart full of questions. She tried to touch the woman's face with her hand, feeling the warm touch. The woman smiled slightly, gently held You Rong Rouxue's hand, and then silently touched her head.
"You will practice with me from now on."
The woman's voice revealed a kind of firmness and kindness. Yourong Rouxue's eyes widened, and her beautiful eyes flickered with curiosity and doubt. She didn't understand what cultivation meant, but the kindness emanating from the woman made her trust her. She nodded gently, as if silently expressing to the woman her determination to follow.
From that moment on, Yourong Rouxue embarked on her own path of cultivation. She followed the woman's footsteps closely and stepped into a world full of mystery and unknown.
Xiao Ning listened quietly to You Rong Rouxue telling her story, and a smile gradually appeared on his face. His laughter was as clear as a silver bell, echoing in the air, with a hint of mischief and teasing.
"Sister, I didn't expect you to have such a side to you. You've lived naked on the island for decades! Hahahaha!" Xiao Ning's laughter echoed in the room, as if it was going to blow the roof off.
When Yourong Rouxue heard Xiao Ning's laughter, her face immediately flushed. She quickly stood up from Xiao Ning's arms, her movements were agile and light. A trace of anger flashed in her eyes, and she said tenderly:
"Don't laugh! Xiao Ning, don't laugh. I mustered up the courage to tell you a story, and you actually made fun of me!"
Xiao Ning was strangled by Yourong Rouxue, and his body was pressed on the bed, unable to move. However, despite this, his laughter did not stop. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a mischievous light flashed in his eyes.
"Sis, it's not me. I'm not laughing at you. I just think you're so cute!" There was a hint of pleading in Xiao Ning's voice, but his smile became brighter.
Rong Rouxue's fingers slightly exerted force, causing Xiao Ning's neck to turn red. Her coquettish expression revealed a hint of shyness and dissatisfaction, as if she was blaming Xiao Ning for not understanding her. However, deep in her heart, she also felt Xiao Ning's love and closeness to her.
The atmosphere in the room became a little subtle, with Rong Rouxue's coquettish voice and Xiao Ning's laughter, which moved people.
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