10. The fear of rejection by the second child after having a third or fourth child
Gongfa.
I haven’t looked at the exercises that Master gave me this morning.
Take it out and take a look.
Yes, um, it looks quite plain.
The booklet was tattered and didn't even have a cover. There was no high-sounding name written on it. When I opened it, there was no name of any move.
Penglai Sword Technique
Nice, plain and simple.
Ruan Wei looked at the first move and remembered how Feng Wuya demonstrated it to her.
With a turn of her wrist, the broken sword that had been broken off by Feng Wuya in the morning and now suitable for her height appeared in her hand. Ruan Wei imitated the book and made the starting moves.
He also recalled the wooden sword that Feng Wuya used when he attacked.
Ruan Wei came to the spacious courtyard.
The wind and sand rustled slightly. At this moment, her spiritual power was running rapidly. She closed her eyes and felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flowing in this courtyard. She seemed to be hidden in the night.
The moonlight poured down on her, like a goddess dancing with a sword under the moon, sharp and solemn.
First, he imitated the movements in the book and performed several transitional moves. The broken sword flashed with a cold light, and the sword carrying spiritual energy swept across. The sword energy came with the wind, and the grass in the corner of the yard also swayed with the strong wind.
She thrust out a sword.
Then he immediately frowned, something was wrong.
That's not the case.
After thinking carefully for a while, he thrust out another sword.
wrong.
She danced several times but couldn't get it right.
Ruan Wei stopped, went back to the room and started thinking.
Time flows on.
Dawn breaks.
"Alas, I still have to take a few more hits."
The girl said quietly.
——
Time always passes quickly, especially for monks. Their lifespans are so long that decades can pass in the blink of an eye when they occasionally go into seclusion.
At this time, in a fishing village at the foot of Penglai Mountain.
"Young Master, are you waiting for the boat again?"
The fisherwoman who was washing clothes looked up and saw someone walking towards her in the distance, and waved to greet them enthusiastically.
"Hmm," the visitor responded softly, as clear and melodious as pearls falling on a jade plate, touching people's hearts.
At first glance, the girl was dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe, and her complexion was inseparable from the color of the sea. She had a Taoist bun with a warm jade bead hairpin inserted horizontally in her hair. Her appearance was so beautiful that even such a cold and simple outfit could not suppress the beauty of the surroundings. However, she wore wrist guards on her wide sleeves like an ordinary man. Looking at her like this, she looked like a beautiful Buddha who was difficult to tell whether she was male or female.
Like a person on the sea, a fairy in the forest.
A red mole between her eyebrows made her seem even more unsociable and unworldly. She looked more like someone from Tongzhou, aloof and cold, unlike the people of Penglai with their bold complexions. Yet, she was closer to the goddesses in the storybooks than the statues.
Everyone in the fishing village knew her. She was a young disciple accepted by the Penglai Immortal Sect a few years ago. In the past two years, she often came to the ferry and sat there for the whole day. No one knew what she was waiting for.
The person who came was Ruan Wei.
She is fifteen now.
For the past four years, she has devoted herself to practicing on Mount Penglai.
Three months after she went up the mountain that eleven years later, she had already established her foundation, and spiritual energy was poured into her head, cleansing her body. The black snake mark had almost retreated to the tip of her finger.
As a result, three years later, one night, Ruan Wei, who was practicing, suddenly covered her chest with her hands and felt extremely painful. Feng Wuya urgently woke Cui Yanjun from her retreat and pricked her up like a hedgehog before he could barely suppress the black snake mark on her forearm.
Then she had to work harder. It looked like she could only last another three years.
Feng Wuya said to her, Weiwei, work harder.
Once you reach the Golden Elixir stage, you can last another three years.
So no matter whether it is cold winter or hot summer.
Ruan Wei was on his way to be beaten and back every day.
After being beaten in the morning, he would attend lectures in the afternoon, go to his third uncle's place for practical training from time to time, and then practice sword alone at night.
For four years, she and her two senior brothers have been in the same boat without interruption.
The effect is also very effective.
Xiao Xuantong had just formed a golden elixir a few days ago and was being taken to the back mountain by Feng Wuya to be taught by the ancestors.
After being hit by several swords from other people, his progress was even faster.
He had already learned the third form of the Penglai Sword Technique, and his body had become stronger and more resistant to blows. Feng Wuya would need ten strikes to knock him away.
As he grew taller, he became no different from the senior brother that Ruan Wei had seen in his memory.
Ruan Wei is still stuck in the middle stage of foundation building. It can be said that he has mastered the first move of Penglai sword and is currently learning the second move.
Feng Wuya said that she had accumulated enough spiritual power, but her state of mind was not enough.
He said Ruan Wei had too little experience.
But he still refused to let her leave the island.
Ruan Wei also knew it very well, it was normal for her cultivation to be stuck.
According to Second Uncle-Master, she was born with a spiritual body, so she has very sharp senses and is smart and good at understanding people's hearts. If such a person were to work hard in the mortal world, she would be promoted much faster than being trapped in the mountains now.
But it is easy to go astray, so the order of practice in Taoism is not important, and the speed of cultivating the mind is not important.
Chao Jian and Feng Wuya agreed that Ruan Wei should at least decide on his path, and it would be most appropriate for him to go down the mountain after he had gone through the self-examination of the Golden Elixir.
Ruan Weiben was not in a hurry.
It was Ruan Hongzhi.
She used up all the communication talismans in four years, but never received a reply from Ruan Ruanzhi.
The last time Ruan Wei tried to hire a boat to go out to sea, she was caught by Feng Wuya. He had raised Ruan Wei for several years, so he was reluctant to punish her. Chao Jian took her to the back mountain and asked the ancestor to discipline her for a few days. After being beaten, the child became much more obedient.
In the past two years, the borders of the cultivation world have become increasingly turbulent.
The demons frequently invade, and the Penglai Immortal Sect is not as isolated as described in the original plot.
Like the floating personnel in the sect, especially Feng Wuya, Chao Jian and Cui Yanjun, who frequently go out.
The three of them were loaned out in turns to give lectures at various sects in Tongzhou.
Occasionally, the three of them would go out together.
Leaving behind two left-behind children and countless old ancestors who were in seclusion in the back mountain.
Xiao Xuantong has not met his fourth and fifth uncles yet, but he sent back a gift for Ruan Wei.
"Young Master."
The fisherwoman called her.
Ruan Wei was meditating at the dock at this time, staring at the calm sea in a daze.
Hearing her call, he turned around and looked at the fisherman.
The fisherwoman smiled, her eyes bright. "You come here every day to see the sea, but what boat are you waiting for?"
Ruan Wei is beautiful and looks like a fairy. People in the fishing village like to talk to her.
After hearing her question, Ruan Wei remained silent.
"I'm waiting for Master, and...my fellow disciples?"
The words were full of uncertainty.
Ruan Wei vaguely remembered that it was around this period of time.
She had been falling asleep for unknown reasons for the past few years, and her mind was always filled with memories that didn't belong to her. When she woke up again, she always found that the world's collapse index was steadily rising, currently at 85%.
The system in my mind completely crashed.
Come to think of it, it seems like I haven't heard its cold AI voice for a long time.
But without its reminder, Ruan Wei was also trying her best to change the outcome.
Through various tests, Ruan Wei discovered that he was bound by the laws of nature and could not directly say that the demons would cause unrest. He could only give implicit reminders in a roundabout way.
In the past four years, she would mention the matter of the border demons to her master openly or secretly whenever she had time. Feng Wuya was also very understanding and had been traveling more frequently in the past two years.
If she remembered correctly, the Chang family twins should have been brought back by Feng Wuya during this trip.
The Chang family was the fuse that triggered the initial war between immortals and demons.
It was the first family in the world of cultivation to be slaughtered by the demons.
Thousands of members of the great clan used all their strength to send out the last two children using the teleportation array. Feng Wuya, who was in charge of that line of defense at that time, only had time to save these two children.
He brought the two back to the Penglai Immortal Sect, accepted them as his disciples, and educated them carefully.
It's just such a bumpy journey throughout.
Suddenly the communication talisman shook, and Ruan Wei input spiritual energy.
"Weiwei? Are you at the foot of the mountain?"
Feng Wuya's voice came.
"Master?" Ruan Wei replied, "Here in the fishing village."
There seemed to be some noise on the other end. Feng Wuya said, "Wait a minute." There seemed to be the sound of rubbing robes. He walked, "Go to the teleportation array at the end of the peach forest. I'll bring you something."
Ruan Wei raised an eyebrow, "What?"
The other end seemed a little guilty, and Feng Wuya took a long while to answer, "Just... send some fun... people."
I have a guilty feeling about wanting to have a third child and being afraid of being rejected by the second child.
"Junior brothers and sisters?"
“…both.”
Here it comes.
Ruan Wei understood, and quickly took out the magic sword from the mustard seed bag, flying towards the peach forest teleportation array at the other end.
In the distance on the sea, a light boat was floating along the waves.
In the peach forest.
"Left three, right four, top occupies the spirit."
While reciting the incantation, Ruan Wei said to Feng Wuya, "Alright, Master, start the formation."
The person on the other end grunted and cut off the communication talisman while casting the spell.
In an instant.
The flowers and leaves were scattered everywhere. The wind on the island was already strong, and the grass and trees in the peach forest were rustling due to the spiritual power.
Ruan Wei squinted his eyes and looked towards the center of the magic circle.
The ball of spiritual light was too dazzling, and Ruan Wei couldn't help but turn her head away.
When I looked back, there were already two people fallen in the center of the magic circle.
Looking closely, the two children were covered in blood.
Ruan Wei was shocked.
If you weren't Master, why did you just throw the bloody clothes to her without even changing them?
She hurriedly ran towards the two of them. Oh my god, her two fragile brothers and sisters would not die here.
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