Chapter 4 Girls use pink spirit swords to fight
Looking at Xiao Xuantong doing this, Ruan Wei couldn't help but smile.
[How do you feel after seeing Xiao Xuantong? Does he feel more motivated to save the world?]
The system suddenly made a sound.
Ruan Wei turned to stare at the brand new mustard seed bag, curled her lips into a smile, and said, "He deserves a different ending."
"Ruan Wei, extend your hand."
Feng Wuya said, and then took out a spirit-testing stone.
"Hold it and transfer your spiritual energy into it. After examining your spiritual roots, I will select a suitable technique for you."
A small stone floated in front of Ruan Wei, with some colorful lights appearing and disappearing on it.
Ruan Wei held it as she was told. Although she was poisoned by the Ruan family, her natural spiritual body did not affect the flow of her own spiritual energy.
The moment the spiritual energy was transmitted into the spirit stone, it shone brightly.
The entire white jade palace was filled with dazzling brilliance, with five-colored light flowing, tumbling and dancing. The five elements of spiritual energy hidden between heaven and earth actually emerged one after another, happily surrounding Ruan Wei in the center of the light.
"The natural spiritual body is indeed extraordinary." Feng Wuya was a little surprised. Natural spiritual bodies are so rare that even the entire Tongzhou ancient books cannot record ten of them. Ruan Wei is also the first natural spiritual body in Penglai Immortal Sect.
The natural spirit body is also known as the spiritual body of cultivation.
It is really suitable to take this path of spiritual practice.
Ruan Wei was momentarily dazzled. The scene before her was truly too dazzling, somewhat reminiscent of the ironwork flowers she had witnessed in the present world. She clutched the spirit-testing stone in the center of the aura, the aura emanating from her surroundings trembling with emotion.
"Hold your breath, close your eyes, and follow your spiritual energy."
Seeing that Ruan Wei was distracted, Feng Wuya immediately reminded him.
"yes."
Ruan Wei closed his eyes, and the originally colorful spiritual energy gradually evolved into long and short silk threads in the darkness.
Suddenly, an extremely active green silk thread unconsciously hooked onto Ruan Wei's fingertips.
As her mind moved slightly, she unconsciously tightened the silk thread.
Feng Wuya looked at the five elements of spiritual energy that were constantly dissipating in the hall. In the end, only one kind of spiritual energy remained.
His pupils shrank slightly.
It’s the time and the fate.
Ruan Wei also opened her eyes at this time. She looked at the silk thread wrapped around her fingertips and suddenly understood why the Ruan family had to capture her.
Feng Wuya was standing in front of Ruan Wei at this time. He also leaned over and pulled the condensed water spirit in Ruan Wei's hand. He said, "Water spirit root."
Sure enough, water spiritual root.
According to the common stories in immortal cultivation novels, water spiritual roots are really troublesome.
Ruan Wei frowned slightly.
"very nice."
Feng Wuya smiled. His cultivation was too high. Ruan Wei was actually a little dazzled no matter which direction he looked at him from. This was because the gap in cultivation was too big and could not be overcome.
But at this moment, Ruan Wei saw clearly that this immortal had a peaceful face, as if all things in the world could be thoroughly tolerated by him, but his smile at this moment seemed wanton.
"Don't worry too much," Feng Wuya casually waved away the spiritual energy. A cold look flashed across his almond-shaped eyes. "The road is long and arduous. Since you are born with a spiritual body, you belong to the Tao. There is no reason in this world that cannot be called water spiritual root cultivation. If someone is ignorant enough to provoke you, fight them if you can. If you can't, return home and I will fight for you."
Can I complain to my parents if I fight?
Is this the happiness of a naughty child?
Ruan Wei's eyes instantly became bright. She had been well-behaved since she was a child, and in this world she hated those naughty parents who took their naughty children on the high-speed rail the most.
After he finished speaking, he seemed to feel a little tired. He lightly floated a few steps outside, then drew the spirit sword from his waist with his back hand and casually swung it in a sword flower. In a flash of light, a glazed flower made of water condensed into a flower hung on the tip of the sword.
Damn, magic!
This was the first time Ruan Wei saw the sword energy take shape.
Because several senior brothers she would meet in the future would be able to do it.
She will think it is a very common skill now and even in the future when she practices in Penglai Immortal Sect for a long time.
Little do people know that one has to be at least in the Nascent Soul stage to comprehend the transformation of sword energy into something.
"Look," Feng Wuya turned his wrist, extended the tip of his sword forward, and placed the Glazed Flower in front of Ruan Wei, "I also have a water spirit root."
What beautiful flowers.
She looked stunned for a moment.
Feng Wuya put away his sword and placed the glass flower into Ruan Wei's palm.
"All things begin with water; water is the softest and the hardest. You... stop reading those Tongzhou-based storybooks; they poison your brain. There are indeed uncivilized barbarians in this world who regard water spirit roots as furnaces, but—"
Feng Wuya paused and looked at the child in front of him who was not even as tall as his waist. The child was born so well and raised so well, growing up in a big family like the Ruan family. If it weren't for an unexpected change, she would never have to worry about being targeted by others in her life.
As the white Taoist robe turned over, Ruan Wei, who was lowering his head to carefully observe the flowers formed by water, suddenly felt a warmth on his head.
“You only need to determine the path, seek the path, and realize the path.”
Feng Wuya rubbed Ruan Wei's two flower buds, his eyes cold and stern, "Then take your sword and break them."
Wow—
Ruan Wei, relying on the fact that this body was only eleven, blinked and gossiped, "Master, as a man, has he ever encountered such a barbarian?"
As if recalling Feng Wuya's memories, his thin lips curled up slightly, and his smile was somewhat cruel, with a cold wind like a knife. "Of course, barbarians can't distinguish between men and women."
"And did Master ask them to open their wisdom?"
"Well, it melted and bloomed."
Wow—worthy of being the top two in kendo.
"If you practice swordsmanship well, you can also enlighten them."
"Okay, Master."
The girl seemed to want to be raised more elegantly, so Feng Wuya added, "There's a fairy dress and a spirit sword in the mustard bag I just gave you. Wear it prettily, and you can also fight with the pink spirit sword."
“…Okay, Master.”
Seeing that Ruan Wei seemed to want to hear more, but this was not suitable for children, Feng Wuya calmly changed the subject, "Is this why the Ruan family has been hunting you?"
"More than that," Ruan Wei shook his head, remembering the spiritual sword his father had given Ruan Ruozhi. After thinking for a moment, he felt there was no need to hide it from Feng Wuya. "There's also Red Hare. According to the Ruan family rules, whoever the Red Hare sword recognizes becomes the master of the family."
Feng Wuya thought of the tattered cloth wrapped around Ruan Ruanzhi's waist and thought, "No wonder he dared to go back alone."
"With that sword by his side, the Ruan family dared not take action openly. Ruan Ruanzhi is still young, but he has received the Ruan family's heirloom spiritual sword and has recognized it as its master. He will be the rightful young master of the Ruan family when he returns."
Ruan Wei nodded, "I'm different, brother can't take me back."
"If I go back, I'll become a noose around my brother's neck."
Feng Wuya was silent for a moment.
This second disciple of mine is really too smart.
She understood her situation and also knew why Ruan Ruanzhi brought her to Penglai. She was only an eleven-year-old child.
It’s pretty good and complements Xiao Xuantong quite well.
If you accept a stupid first apprentice, you will get a smart second apprentice next.
Ruan Wei said, "If they want to control my brother, they have to control me, but they can't let me die, so they poisoned me."
She stretched out her wrist, and on the thin part of her wrist, the black snake cathode seemed to have climbed up a few inches.
"It started on the fingertips, and after more than ten days it crawled onto the wrist." After showing it to Feng Wuya, Ruan Wei rolled up his sleeves to cover the mark.
Feng Wuya pondered for a moment, raised his hand and waved his robe, "Let's go."
It's like this again.
Ruan Wei was somewhat accustomed to the Penglai people's ability to teleport without saying hello.
When I opened my eyes again, I had arrived at a courtyard.
The yard was filled with the fragrance of medicinal herbs, and the room was filled with winnowing baskets, bamboo hats, and bamboo strips, and the containers were all filled with many unknown medicinal herbs.
"Lord Yan, Lord Cui Yan."
Feng Wuya shouted, and a green figure came out at the sound. The man had three thousand white hairs, a jade bead ornament on his forehead, sharp eyebrows and eyes, and a temperament as quiet as pine snow.
"Is this the newly-accepted Second Junior Brother?"
Cui Yanjun asked, without waiting for Feng Wuya's answer, and then quickly walked over and circled around Ruan Wei twice, observing his expression and suddenly frowning, "Poisoned?"
"Yes, Ruan Wei, this is your Third Uncle." Feng Wuya said as he gestured for Ruan Wei to lift her sleeves. He squatted down and pointed at the mark and said, "Junior Sister, help."
puff.
Ruan Wei's mouth twitched, and he almost managed to avoid laughing out loud.
Cui Yanjun seemed to be accustomed to Feng Wuya's eccentricity. He also bent down and placed his hand on Ruan Wei's wrist to feel his pulse. After a moment, he asked in surprise, "Born with a spiritual body?"
The two nodded.
"This poison is a bit complicated. Whose is it?"
Ruan Wei pointed at herself.
Cui Yanjun was shocked. "Did the Ruan family agree? Even a natural spirit would test the medicine in person?"
also?
The scene fell silent.
I didn't understand this uncle's train of thought, but I respected him. Ruan Wei twitched his lips and explained, "It's the Heart-Eating Gu."
"Heart-eating poison," Cui Yanjun seemed to understand a little, frowning, "The poisoned person's spiritual power is reduced to one tenth. Every three years, a great catastrophe will occur. If the mark appears on the heart, there is no cure."
Vicious, so vicious.
The Ruan family really had no idea. The original owner was such a genius with a natural spiritual body. If he grew up to be so awesome, wouldn't they have just kept him well? Why did they have to poison him to death?
The system suddenly bubbled up.
[It's over once you grow up. They killed your father right in front of you and your sister.]
Ruan Wei, "That's true."
Since she took over this body, all the grievances and hatreds of this body naturally belonged to her.
She will definitely take revenge for this.
"Only one tenth of your spiritual power remains, which is not suitable for your spiritual body. You can absorb the spiritual energy back with your breath, but this poison has absorbed the Miao witchcraft from that year, so it is difficult to cure."
"Wait outside."
After Cui Yanjun finished speaking, he turned around and went back to his room to tinker with his work.
"Master, what about Third Uncle's hair?" Ruan Wei hesitated, still wanting to ask.
Cultivators of Feng Wuya's age would have formed their golden elixir early on, so their appearance would naturally be frozen at that time. Except for some special skills, cultivators with white hair are rarely seen in the world of cultivation.
"Oh, she took the wrong medicine." Feng Wuya wandered around the courtyard and put the good-looking herbs she saw drying in the sun into his mustard bag. "She created a new recipe for the elixir, refined it, and ate it herself, and that's it."
At last, Feng Wuya added quietly, "It's not all pill recipes, there are also quite a few poison pills."
Oh, as expected.
This Third Uncle-Master looks extraordinary.
Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs, and my uncle ate hundreds of poisons.
Ruan Wei asked sincerely, "Why not practice a method that can grow your hair back?"
Feng Wuya recalled, "She ate so much that she forgot what she had eaten."
He laughed at something he thought of. "Our master, oh, your great master, saw Yan Jun's white hair and thought she was nearing the end of her life. So scared, he took her to Tongzhou Tianji Tower to have her life expectancy calculated."
"After returning, he beat up both Chao Jian and Yan Jun."
Ruan Wei wiped his sweat and asked, "What does this have to do with Second Uncle?"
"Yan Jun is a fool," Feng Wuya thought of his mean-spirited second junior apprentice. "Chao Jian is a man who loves to make a fuss. He was the one who instigated the junior apprentice to try the medicine herself."
What a... what a pitfall, brother.
It feels a bit like Xiao Xuantong.
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