"What does the pill made from Tianxin grass taste like?"
He Zhizhou leaned against the door panel with curiosity in his eyes, watching Ningning swallow a round object.
She ate without any sense of ritual, as if what she held in her hand was not some holy spiritual plant but just ordinary candy.
"Mints."
Ning Ning's expression changed as soon as she finished saying these three words, and she added with a bitter face: "...It also tastes a bit like mustard."
"Then what?"
He Zhizhou scratched his head: "Don't you have any special feelings? Like the explosion of the microcosm, the transformation of fighting spirit into a horse, and you can't wait to shout, "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 anything?
After the pill entered the stomach, although it made the whole person feel refreshed, it didn't seem to have any special effect.
The spiritual energy in her body was like a pool of clear spring water. Even though this pill caused slight ripples after she took it, they were only fleeting fluctuations. The ripples spread gently and faded away silently, and there was no further news from then on.
“It may take some time to react.”
Ningning looked down at the palm of her hand and didn't notice anything wrong. She wanted to continue talking, but unexpectedly she heard a sudden female voice: "Ningning, are you there——!"
Ningning's face changed.
Ever 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 disciples, the eldest sister gained money but lost her worries, and thus understood that there must be gains and losses in life.
After conveying these words that shocked the whole family to Ningning, Zheng Weiqi patted her shoulder meaningfully and said, "Similarly, if you want to improve your swordsmanship, you must sacrifice a lot of time and energy - come, continue practicing with me."
——That’s right. I don’t know if the seniors had discussed it beforehand or what, but they took turns teaching her in different ways.
Poor Ningning, at such a young age, she had to go through endless mixed doubles matches. Now she is as tired as an old dog and can’t stand any more.
"Just say I'm going out! Bye, bye!"
Ningning ran away after she finished speaking, leaving He Zhizhou no time to react. The reason why she was in such a hurry, besides wanting to avoid becoming a sword-wielding machine again, 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 monopolized the limelight in the Xiaochongshan Secret Realm. When the original owner found out, he was furious and jealous. However, in terms of talent, he was far inferior to Pei Ji. After much deliberation, he decided to go to Qingxu Valley to meet Wen Hemian.
——After all, according to the theory of first come first served, if not for such a big change, Elder Jiangxing, who met her at the foot of the mountain many years ago, would actually be Ningning's real master.
The original owner attempted to take advantage of this and pretended to approach him and try to please him, so as to squeeze out the remaining surplus value from him. Unexpectedly, the contempt between them would naturally emerge during their interactions. Even though he tried his best to hide it, Wen Hemian still mostly noticed it.
This is how it is described in the original book.
[Ningning smiled gently, but a hint of extreme cold disgust flashed across her eyes. She had no idea that Wen Hemian had seen everything.
She flattered him: "Ningning has never forgotten that you are the first person who appreciates me. I wonder if I will have the blessing to call you Master."
After just a few words, his true colors were revealed:
[Ning Ning made no secret of her purpose: "I have heard that Elder Jiang Xing is an excellent swordsman. I would be honored if I could give him some advice."]
So it was natural that Wen Hemian hated her even more.
As the saying goes, there is always something pitiful about a hateful person. Thinking about it this way, the original owner's image is really too miserable.
She left her hometown to study abroad, and ended up being despised by her senior brothers and sisters, hated by her senior sisters, and treated as a invisible person by her junior brothers and sisters. She tried her best to commit suicide and make trouble, but never succeeded once.
The failure rate is so high that he could just take over as Big Bad Wolf and go to catch lambs in the green grassland. 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 the trees are intertwined and the flowers are fragrant. Halfway through her journey, Ningning heard the familiar sound of a piano.
Although I still feel depressed, compared to the hopeless despair last time, there is still a hint of anticipation in my heart.
Just like the sun falling into a foggy jungle, the clear and faint light diffuses and grows among the mist, dyeing it with bright colors, suddenly breaking the empty and quiet atmosphere.
Suddenly the piano music stopped abruptly.
Wen Hemian saw her.
The once powerful elder has now become a sickly person. As he sits quietly under a tree, his pale face becomes almost transparent in the sunlight.
He was wearing a light blue robe embroidered with snow-white cloud patterns, and his long hair was untied, looking like the finest brocade. His hair was as if cut by a knife, his eyebrows were as black as ink and his eyes were cold and indifferent. The moment his eyes met hers, he revealed a look of surprise.
Ning Ning came here specifically to ask for help, so she naturally couldn't act bossy, so she smiled politely and said, "Elder Jiang Xing."
Wen Hemian looked at her indifferently.
Since his last encounter with Ningning and the letter she sent him, he had been thinking a lot overnight.
Although he has lost all his cultivation now, he still remembers countless peerless skills in his mind. This girl appeared out of nowhere. If we get close to her, it's all just a trap she set up to gain trust.
It's not impossible.
In other words, for a useless person like him who no one wants to approach, this possibility is the majority.
Wen Hemian calmed down and listened to her continue: "Ningning has never forgotten that you are the first person who appreciates me. I wonder if I will have the blessing to call you Master."
Master.
The young man laughed at himself in his heart.
After learning her name, Wen Hemian finally understood why he felt a familiar aura from Ningning.
That year, when he went down the mountain to fight demons, he accidentally met a young girl with extraordinary talent. Out of admiration for her talent, he wanted to take her as his disciple. Unfortunately, her parents refused on the grounds that their daughter was too young, so the matter was put on hold for the time being.
I didn't expect it was her.
Ever since Ningning found out that he had lost all his cultivation, she never came to visit him again. Instead, she participated in the selection of disciples for the Xuanxu Sword Sect and was spotted by someone at first sight.
It's a bit too late to talk about this now.
Ningning knew that Wen Hemian was not stupid. Seeing that he was unmoved, she knew that the other party must have seen through her intentions.
——This time she can finally play the role of a villain with dignity and no longer have to worry about failure! Elder Wen, you are still the most reliable!
This is a small step for the villains, a big leap for Ningning.
She took a deep breath and said the fatal line seriously: "I——"
As soon as this word came out, Ningning realized something was wrong.
strangeness.
Why is the spiritual energy in my body rushing around uncontrollably...as if it will break through my blood vessels and skin at any moment.
No, that won’t happen.
Why did the medicinal effect of Tianxincao come at this time, instead of earlier or later? !
Wen Hemian sensitively sensed a slight fluctuation of spiritual energy.
Soon after, the fluctuations became more and more obvious, and the overflowing spiritual energy spread out in circles, chaotic and menacing, like a tiger or wolf rushing around, and raised gusts of breeze.
The strong energy turned into wind, blowing down the fluttering rain of flowers, completely blocking his sight.
As the petals fell, Wen Hemian saw that the little girl not far away had changed her expression at some point and was half-kneeling on the ground with a pale face.
This is... after taking an overly strong elixir, the body cannot withstand the surging spiritual energy in the body.
Could it be that she came here for this?
I noticed something was wrong with my body, but I didn't know how to deal with it, so I didn't think much about it and just came to ask him?
The young man stood up, brushing off a bunch of fallen flowers, then frowned and walked forward to Ningning's side.
My body was filled with ups and downs, like a tide that suddenly rose in the middle of the night, but I didn't know how to resist. I could only watch helplessly as the flood broke through the dam and caused a disaster.
The surging spiritual energy stirred her blood, and even her internal organs seemed to be out of place. She clenched her teeth in pain. In a trance, she suddenly heard a voice as clear as winter snow: "Sink the energy into your Dantian, activate your sea of consciousness, and try to gather your spiritual power."
It’s Wen Hemian.
What bad luck! The last time I came to see him, he was hit on the foot by a rock. I didn't expect it to be even worse this time. It felt like his body was playing minesweeper. If he wasn't careful, it would explode with a bang.
Although she complained a few words in her heart, Ningning still followed his instructions obediently and lowered her eyes to feel the existence of her sea of consciousness.
It was a boundless space, different from the usual peace and tranquility. All kinds of thoughts were running rampant, and when mixed with the chaotic spiritual energy, it became even more chaotic.
"Don't be anxious, breathe in and out slowly. Imagine that there are many rivers in your body, accommodating and clearing the spiritual energy one by one."
Wen Hemian's voice echoed in her ears, and the huge waves in her body came one after another, making Ningning almost unable to breathe.
She clenched her palms tightly and tried to absorb it as he said.
The sea of consciousness was in turmoil, the blood was surging, and then it gradually calmed down with slow breathing. Every meridian in the body is like a river, accommodating the spiritual energy rushing around.
When all the storms subsided, Ningning was already covered in cold sweat.
"Better?"
Wen Hemian whispered, "Who asked you to take the pill?"
Ning Ning's mind was in a daze, and she answered subconsciously: "My Master."
He paused, as if a little aggrieved: "He said before that he had first-rate alchemy skills and was once chosen by the head of Nianchun Hall as his apprentice."
——How did the good Tenxin grass end up like this?
Wen Hemian seemed to laugh very lightly: "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 hall master is the only one who is outstanding. He doesn't care about anything else but is only interested in refining poisons."
Ningning: ...
Well, you are worthy of being here, Master.
The fool who thought you were handsome is dead, and the person standing in front of you now is Niu Hulu Ningning. You choose the idol.
"Although this medicine is very potent, he also took many things into consideration, maximizing the effect of the medicine while not causing you to explode and die - your master is indeed a genius in alchemy."
Wen Hemian hesitated for a moment, his voice lower than before: "If you encounter something similar in the future, don't..."
No need to look for him.
His ability is limited, and he is afraid he can't help her in any way.
But he somehow found it difficult to 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 Ningning ran into trouble, she did not immediately seek help from her master and senior brothers and sisters, but came to him instead.
Wen Hemian felt at a loss for the first time in a long time.
It turns out that he is still remembered by others, it turns out that he...
It's not so useless and can help her a little.
Ningning saw that he was hesitant to speak, and continued thinking about what Wen Hemian had not finished saying.
When you encounter similar things, what don’t you want?
Don't panic, don't be anxious, or don't come here to find him?
Wen Hemian wouldn't think that she came to Qingxu Valley to seek his help just because she found herself unwell, right?
"Don't think too much!"
Ning Ning stood up suddenly, and said stubbornly: "I didn't come here just to see you, and I didn't come here to ask for your help! I just came here to--"
She stopped talking midway.
In any case, no one would be stupid enough to blurt out "I came here to deliberately please you and get the sword manual."
Ahhh, damn it! What kind of plot is this!
Wen Hemian lowered his eyes, a faint smile flashing across his eyes.
She really couldn't find any other excuse.
He originally thought that no one in the world would care about him, and that as a useless person who had lost all his cultivation, he deserved to waste his life alone in the valley.
Can--
In those letters that Ningning wrote to him anonymously, although her identity was fake, some of the words were perhaps truly from the heart.
…Should he believe it?
"Um."
Although he said what the little girl meant, his tone was more like some kind of obvious comfort and indulgence: "You are not."
Ning Ning knew that he didn't believe her, so she repeated it with a stronger tone: "I really am not!"
Wen Hemian: “Yeah.”
Ningning: ...
What's the point of using such a perfunctory tone! So she really isn’t! Aren’t you the recognized king of imagination in the original text? Go ahead and suspect her, Elder Wen!
It’s too difficult. Ningning is exhausted. It’s really too difficult for her.
The original owner took so much effort to make up lies, trying to disguise herself as an innocent little fan girl. However, no matter what she said, Wen Hemian always treated her coldly.
But now that she has clearly told the truth, why do people think she is deeply in love?
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Ningning returned to the courtyard with mixed feelings, and received three letters from different people.
The owner of the first letter is Wen Hemian. Among these three letters, his handwriting is the most beautiful and well-organized.
This is a reply to a letter she sent anonymously pretending to be a little fangirl. The wording and sentence selection are very serious:
[When practicing cultivation, one must not be impatient for quick success and instant benefits, and everything should be done 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 a lot of attention. Not only did she take away two holy-level spiritual plants, she also severely damaged the thousand-year-old dragon blood tree in the ancient woods.
This is indeed a great achievement. I hope you can take this as your goal and break through the foundation-building stage as soon as possible. ］
Being praised.
Ningning pursed her lips, but ultimately couldn't hold back her smile. She lowered her head with a grin, and tapped her forehead lightly on the table.
...Humph, Wen Hemian definitely doesn't know that the person he is currently communicating with is the Ningning mentioned in the letter.
Although he mentioned it unintentionally, but rounded it off, it could probably be considered a direct compliment.
She was in a good mood after being praised, and picked up the pen with an undisguised smile.
[The elder I know!
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 sword skills with my senior sister yesterday. They, the Nascent Soul stage 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!
What is the scenery of Qingxu Valley like? Are all the flowers blooming?
I also want to go and see it one day. ］
Apart from the letter from Wen Hemian, the second letter was from He Zhizhou.
He was bored recently, so he tried to use modern scientific knowledge to explain the cultivation system and wrote a long article.
[Ningning, think about it, although there are many incredible things in this world, overall, it actually adheres to a certain scientific basis.
Alchemy is a perfect example of how effective chemical reactions are.
Flying with a sword may seem like a fantasy, but the three laws of mechanics must still be followed during the flight. It's like sitting in a small aircraft, and Newton's coffin can barely press it down.
The pill you took today has a delayed effect, doesn’t it also prove the digestive system in biology?
As for spiritual consciousness, could it be an external form of brain waves? When a person's cultivation is deep enough, his brain waves will naturally be greatly diffused and even react with other people's brain waves. The secret communication between us is not sound, but radio waves.
There is a kind of magic that can invade other people's consciousness, which is equivalent to taking over their body. Isn’t this a clear brain wave invasion? ］
At the end he wrote: "I heard there is an ancient secret technique that can go back in time and allow people to travel back to the past.
According to the theory of relativity, superluminal speed will produce clock reversal and length 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 past scenes. It seems as if time is flowing backwards, but in fact it is just a personal visual effect. Outside of this person, the time on Earth flows as usual.
So to sum up, this secret technique does not exist and is probably just a legend fabricated by humans. ］
Ningning was so happy after reading it that she wrote him a reply:
[You know we are in three dimensions now, right?
Time and space are like the two coordinate axes of the three-dimensional world, but according to string theory, the universe exists in nine dimensions. Then can we make a bold guess that those who disappeared after becoming gods and ascending to heaven actually entered a higher-dimensional world?
They stand in a higher dimension of space, so they have abilities that seem incredible to us. For example, crossing the coordinate axis of space and achieving instant transfer. ］
He Zhizhou responded with a long string of hahahaha and added a few more sentences at the end: [Absolutely, absolutely amazing! You are worthy of it! I knew you could connect with me! From now on, you will be Madam Ju Ning in the world of cultivation! ］
The last letter came from Tian Xianzi.
His handwriting is as unrestrained and free as his own. His strokes are swift and free as a flying dragon: [I have just received a commission. Your golden elixir has been completed. It is a good opportunity for you to go down the mountain and train with your brothers and sisters. ］
Go down the mountain to gain experience.
The candlelight reflected on the white paper, spreading out a few faint red strands. The same light flickered between Ningning's pupils, and a smile flashed across her eyes for a moment.
Pei Ji will also go together, so in the original book, there is a detailed description of this descent from the mountain. Although she is skeptical about the original plot, according to the established plot, no matter what...
This experience is destined not to be boring.
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