Ruan Mian thought it couldn't speak, but it looked quite like a mute yesterday when it followed her and pretended to be dumb.
frown,
"Your voice sounds familiar, have we met before?"
The little guy choked slightly, didn't answer, jumped onto the windowsill and lay down, wagging his tail, pretending to be stupid.
If you look closely, you can see that after it learned that the girl had eaten the transformation pill, it had a guilty expression, as if it had done something to let her down.
The girl didn't notice these things and asked further questions.
"Then where is the other one you mentioned?"
It would be great if you could get it.
"It's already been used, don't worry about it."
What a pity, Ruan Mian sighed softly and suddenly remembered.
"Don't you have a name?"
The little monster closed its eyes as if it was sleeping, and the girl talked to herself.
It looks chubby, so let’s call it “Xiaoyuan”.
The other party didn't resist and just agreed.
After spending some time together, she found that Xiaoyuan knew a lot and often taught her some common sense that she didn't know.
But how could such a smart creature be abandoned by its owner?
Ruan Mian never asked.
"call."
The girl closed the slightly yellowed pages of the book with her fair fingertips. Self-study was useless. She tried for a long time but couldn't enter the Qi training stage.
I can’t learn how to draw Qi into the body as described in the book. Maybe I just don’t have the talent for it. I still need to learn from a master in the proper way.
It just so happened that all the major sects were recruiting new disciples in Wuyu City, and there were often people discussing it downstairs, which sounded very lively.
Xiaoyuan stretched lazily and recommended her.
"Just go and give it a try. It would be a good thing if you get selected."
Ruan Mian bit her lower lip lightly, and a layer of crystal luster appeared on her pale pink lips.
If I can successfully blend in with the cultivators, maybe I can return to the Silent Moon Forest with a clear conscience.
Eyelashes fluttering, happy.
The square was crowded with people and bustling with activity.
There are burly men, slim women, or elderly people. Who doesn’t want to embark on the path to immortality, stay away from the mundane world, and double their lifespan?
They are all here waiting for the selection to begin.
"In general, there are seven major sects: Tianluan Sect, Hehuan Sect, Miaoyin Pavilion, Qingfeng Mountain, Taixu Temple, Xuanbing Palace, and Tingyu Tower. Among them, Tianluan Sect is the leader."
Looking back, it was the sect that Mu Feng belonged to, and the girl hated him very much.
Ruan Mian was still wearing the roughly made coarse linen clothes, with light grey gauze covering the lower half of his face, revealing a pair of clear almond-shaped eyes mingled with curiosity.
Her black eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyes. She wore no makeup, and her eyebrows and eyes were delicate.
A thumb-sized creature squatted on the girl's shoulder. It was Xiaoyuan. It was unknown how it had shrunk so that no one could notice anything unusual.
Each sect is different, and Ruan Mian is very confused about which one to choose.
Xiaoyuan looked at her expression and didn't have the heart to say that they might not choose her at all, so there was no need to worry too much.
In the center of the square stood a white jade platform, on which sat the outstanding brothers and sisters from various sects.
Their eyes can be sharp or lazy, depending on their individual personality.
The people around the girl all looked nervous. Some held weapons in their hands, some closed their eyes in meditation, and some were silently praying to be chosen.
Suddenly, a clear bell rang, and everyone looked towards the platform.
"The selection begins!"
As the words fell, they began to show their strength, eager to be noticed.
Some people displayed gorgeous sword skills, while others showed amazing body movements, all of them spared no effort to show the results of their practice.
Ruan Mian felt dazzled and stood there in a daze.
Madoka reminded her.
"Show off your martial arts skills, just a few moves will do."
The girl's earlobes felt hot and she spoke in a daze.
"I...I can't."
There are also some newcomers like her who are confused and don’t know what to do.
Until a light halo rose under everyone's feet, some were gold, some were red, and some were yellow.
There are eight kinds of spiritual roots in the world of cultivation, namely gold, wood, water, fire, earth, ice, thunder and wind.
The more turbid and impure the color of the halo is, the slower the cultivation will be.
"The clearer the color, the purer it is, and the faster it will be to cultivate. Mixed spiritual roots are the worst spiritual roots. Even if they can enter the sect, they will only be the outermost disciples."
Xiaoyuan leaned close to her ear and finished speaking slowly.
Ruan Mian looked down and found that there were three colors under his feet, which made him feel a little embarrassed.
She always knew that she had poor qualifications, but she never thought it would be this bad.
It seems hopeless to join the sect.
Those who have a foundation in cultivation and pure spiritual roots are chosen by all major sects, while the rest have mixed spiritual roots and no one wants them.
A gentle senior sister comforted the frustrated crowd, "We still have a backup list, don't lose heart."
The others thought she was just being perfunctory and packed up and left long ago.
Ruan Mian went over to ask, and the other party told her seriously that there was still a chance. If there was a vacancy among the two hundred disciples recruited today, she could fill it.
"Then fill in a name here if you think you can accept it."
The girl's handwriting looked like it was made up of tadpoles, as if she had wasted ink.
"Senior Sister, I forgot to ask, which sect are you from?"
"Tianluan Sect."
…
Xiaoyuan hid under the cloth around Ruan Mian's neck and couldn't help laughing.
Ruan Mian frowned.
I secretly blamed myself for being careless and filling in my name without asking any more questions, but I was too embarrassed to go back on my word.
Not far from her, a man was wearing a green silk robe. The fabric was thin and the workmanship was fine.
The hem of his clothes was embroidered with gorgeous patterns. He walked leisurely, waving a feather fan, and his steps were not as rough as those of an ordinary man.
"Hey, little girl, are you sad because you weren't chosen?"
The man's name is Qin Yin. He is the next leader of the Hehuan Sect, and his cultivation level is unknown.
He put his hand on Ruan Mian's shoulder in a familiar manner. Xiao Yuan wanted to take a hard bite, but failed.
Although he seemed to be moving lazily and tired, his eyes were actually deep and he had everything planned out.
"A-choo!"
The girl sneezed because of the scent of powder on Qinyin's body.
Madoka quickly tells her to stay away from the man.
"This person is from the He Huan Sect. They rely on using humans as cauldrons to improve their cultivation. They are not a good sect."
Ruan Mian mistakenly thought that it was a cruel act of turning normal people into human pigs, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he became.
Qinyin saw that the girl had no valuables on her body and her face was covered with crude gauze, which inexplicably aroused his interest.
He liked the way he lifted the girl's chin gently with a feather fan, and stared at her eyes that were as bright as stars with frowns.
Flirting.
"Little girl, after you join our Hehuan Sect, I can personally teach you the cultivation method and guarantee that you can reach the foundation-building stage within a month. How about that?"
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