Chapter 13 I Want to Borrow Your Body
"None of the Jindan-stage disciples in the sect are here. Do you want me to call my third junior brother back to go with you?"
"I'm afraid he won't be able to make it back in time, and Third Uncle rarely has time to take them for training, so let's just forget it."
The two of them were silent again. After drinking two cups of tea, Ouyang Ruochen stood up, placed two storage rings on the table, and said softly: "This is the harvest from this trip to the secret realm. You can put one in the sect account and keep the other."
After saying that, he stood up and flew away on his sword. Bai Luochen stared at the ring for a while, chuckled, put it away, and then went back to reading.
Zhong Ling'er was puzzled. Her two senior brothers were just having a conversation. What kind of a show was this?
Looking at Ye Qinglan, I saw that her face was flushed, her lips were tightly pursed, and her fists were clenched with excitement, as if she was about to scream at the next moment.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhong Ling'er hurriedly pulled everyone away and ran back to her residence, only to see that Ye Qinglan had turned into an auntie with a smile on her face, and her soul had flown away to who knows where.
"Senior Sister Ye, what's wrong with you? Do you want me to ask Fourth Uncle to take a look at you?"
Hearing the master's name, Ye Qinglan finally came back to her senses and shook Zhong Ling'er's shoulders excitedly, "Little Junior Sister, did you see that? Those are the two beauties of Taiqiong, one black and one white, one cold and one gentle, one born with a sword bone and the other with a clear sword heart. They have such a tacit understanding and care for each other!"
"Then what?"
"Ahhh, little junior sister, you are still young, you don't understand that the most beautiful feeling in this world is not necessarily the love between men and women, but love itself!"
Zhong Linger understood that Senior Sister Ye not only worshipped the two senior brothers, but was also a senior fujoshi. Whenever she saw the two senior brothers together, she could imagine an emotional drama and move herself.
"Senior Sister Ye, isn't my Second Senior Brother very powerful? Why is the First Senior Brother still worried about him?"
Hearing Zhong Ling'er's question, Ye Qinglan sighed sadly, "Junior sister, did you know that Second Senior Brother has a rare sword heart? But somehow, his heart was tainted by evil spirits. I heard from Master that his sword heart was corroded and riddled with holes. Even if his cultivation level drops, it's not a big deal. It's uncertain how long he can live."
Zhong Linger was shocked. Demonic energy? The demons were all sealed in the Demon Abyss. How could Second Senior Brother be infected with that kind of thing? Moreover, demonic energy entering the body is a big deal. Normally, people would not survive. Second Senior Brother is no different from a normal person except that he is a little sick.
Zhong Ling'er asked anxiously: "Is there any way to save Second Senior Brother?"
"Little Junior Sister, don't worry. The headmaster and the other brothers are collecting spiritual medicines everywhere. My master has also refined a lot of elixirs, which can suppress the spread of evil spirits."
Ye Qinglan patted Zhong Ling'er to comfort her for a while, then said mysteriously: "Little Junior Sister, our sect is just like its name, too poor. Do you know why the eldest senior brother gave the second senior brother two rings? That was the eldest senior brother secretly helping the sect."
"In fact, many brothers do this. Every time they come back from training, in addition to the resources that should be handed over to the sect, everyone will secretly look for the second senior brother and give him a portion to put on the sect's account."
Zhong Ling'er was shocked. Has the Taiqiong Sect become so poor that it has to rely on its disciples for support? This really has reached a new level of poverty.
"Is this why the sect's disciples often go out for training?" Zhong Ling'er wondered, and then asked, "That shouldn't be the case. A city as big as Qiongxiao must have a lot of income every year, right?"
Ye Qinglan shook her head. "I don't know about that. I only know that the sect's account is always in deficit every year, and the sect leader and the uncles and uncles often worry about the spiritual stones."
Zhong Ling'er touched the one thousand spirit stones in the storage ring and thanked the senior brother again. He really gave her a considerable fortune.
After seeing Ye Qinglan off, Zhong Ling'er began to think. From what the eldest senior brother said, he was also worried about the safety of the second senior brother, but he couldn't find a suitable person to accompany him. There was something wrong with the second senior brother's swordsmanship, and he might really die if he met a strong enemy again. Alas, it would be great if the eldest senior brother could go in.
But the secret realm limits the realm and can only accommodate golden elixirs. Even if the eldest senior brother suppresses his realm to the peak of golden elixir, he cannot deceive the secret realm. But is it really impossible to deceive it?
There are heavenly laws operating in the secret realm. To deceive it is to deceive heaven. In her previous life, she seemed to have seen a talisman in a forbidden book, which was used to block the detection of heaven's secrets.
Zhong Ling'er was a person of action. Once she had an idea, she started to try it out. Over the next few days, she practiced sword skills in the morning under the "verbal encouragement" of her eldest senior brother, learned formations in the afternoon under the "gentle encouragement" of her second senior brother, and spent all her evening time studying runes.
With the foundation laid in her previous life and her genius mind, Zhong Ling'er's comprehension of runes improved by leaps and bounds. She had studied thoroughly all the rune books in the Sutra Library. On the fifth day, she once again entered that mysterious state of enlightenment.
She seemed to have come to a colorful space, where runes appeared, each of which represented a secret language of heaven and earth. As long as she combined these secret languages at random, she could form a sentence that could communicate with heaven and earth.
She continued to organize her language, forming sentences that could mobilize the power of heaven and earth, turning them into ancient marks that sank into her brows. Runes danced around her, and countless lights flowed around her. Her hands were getting faster and faster, so fast that only afterimages were left, and marks emerged one after another, and finally the marks connected into a chain of great roads that entered her sea of consciousness.
The aura on Zhong Ling'er's body began to change, but it dissipated in just a moment. The mysterious Taoist rhyme surrounded her, and the spiritual energy shuttled through her body, but did not stay, and gradually dissipated.
Opening her eyes, Zhong Linger sighed. She could feel that her realm was about to be elevated, but the spiritual energy that gathered could not stay in her dantian. Her spiritual roots could not absorb this spiritual energy, so her advancement failed.
Although her level of comprehension of Tao may have reached the Nascent Soul stage, her spiritual roots are holding her back. It seems that she still needs to find a way to repair her spiritual roots.
Although she killed several monsters during this period, their corpses were taken away by the eldest brother, leaving nothing for her. She could only move some flowers, plants, stones and the like into the round bead, which resulted in very slow progress in the repair.
As for the Nine-Turn Golden Lotus and the Nine-Rank Resurrection Pill, they cannot be used lightly. The Nine-Turn Golden Lotus must be used as medicine, and the Resurrection Pill must be used only when one's life is at stake.
Zhong Ling'er was not discouraged. She found writing brushes, ink and talisman paper to practice. She could draw first- and second-grade talismans in one stroke with almost no effort, but found it a bit strenuous when it came to the third grade. As for the talisman that could conceal the secrets of heaven, she had already thought of how to draw it, but she couldn't do it. Usually, she would feel pain all over her body and her ears and nose would bleed after only drawing two strokes. It was obvious that the realm required for this talisman was not something that she, with a small foundation, could endure.
Seeing that she would set off tomorrow, Zhong Ling'er gritted her teeth and decided to go find her master to try her luck.
When he saw his young disciple coming to see him late at night, Master Wu Chen was startled and asked hurriedly what had happened.
Zhong Linger smiled and pushed her master to sit down. She mustered up her courage and said, "Master, I want to draw a talisman, but I can't do it with my cultivation level. I want to borrow your body."
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