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Chen Huaian put his hands behind his back and walked past the arrogant and domineering errand disciple.
When he walked in front of Luo Chenxi, he had already turned into Zhang Mengchu.
"Old Zhang, Old Zhang..."
Chen Huaian shook his head and sighed: "I have taken great pains to find you a good wife."
At this moment, Luo Chenxi's green in his eyes symbolized friendliness, which was lighter than Liu Cui'e's green.
After all, the two did not recognize each other. It can only be said that Luo Chenxi himself is a person who would easily have malice towards strangers, but would take the initiative to show kindness.
There is no doubt that she has the foundation to be a good girl.
But we also need to look at her life story.
Chen Huaian pointed his finger at the twitching girl's brow, and all the events in her life appeared in his mind.
Luo Chenxi's short and miserable life is like a faded scroll, revealed without reservation.
He lost his father at a young age, and was left alone and helpless. He joined the Dragon and Tiger Sword Sect as a handyman, and thought he could make a living there, but because of his troublesome appearance and weak personality, he became the target of bullying and exclusion.
The herbs I had worked so hard to grow withered inexplicably, my credit was taken away, all the blame was borne, and the stigma of being a traitor to my family and animals was like a maggot attached to my bones...
Not to mention the vague coveting of Manager Wang and the humiliation of his disciples.
She was like a rootless duckweed in a storm, ready to be crushed to pieces at any moment.
If it were the Dragon Tiger Sword Sect's sect rules that were fairly strict, those coveting ones would have had some concerns.
I'm afraid she has already met with an accident.
"Tsk, despite his miserable body, his character is still tough, and he hasn't been worn into a resentful heart. His bones... well... his spiritual roots of water and wood, although not top-notch, are also a piece of unpolished jade that has been carved, much stronger than ordinary warriors. It's a pity that such a pearl is covered in dust here." Chen Huaian retracted his fingers, having made up his mind.
I felt very strange.
How come I met Liu Cui'e, a woman with a miserable body.
The Luo Chenxi he met was a man in miserable condition.
But soon I understood.
It's not just a coincidence, but this time is inherently bitter.
In addition, Liu Cui'e and Luo Chenxi have looks that match their abilities, and they are noticed because of their beauty.
Because I'm being noticed, I have to face all kinds of strange people.
Was Li Qingran also like this in the past?
Luo Chenxi is the same as Liu Cui'e. Luo Chenxi is a warrior with a foundation in martial arts and talent.
He planned to take a completely different approach to help Luo Chenxi and take Luo Chenxi away at the same time.
This girl doesn’t have anyone she likes, so she is very safe.
With a slight movement of his mind, his spirit directly guided Luo Chenxi's soul orifice, pulling her solidified consciousness into a space independent of the small world.
There is no passage of time here, only the purest earth aura, flowing like tangible mist.
Luo Chenxi had originally prepared himself to be slapped, but suddenly his mind went blank, and when he came to his senses, he found himself in a vast white space.
"Where...where is this?"
The abundant spiritual energy made every cell in her body cheer.
But her fear of not knowing still made her feel at a loss, and she had no time to experience the feeling of being bathed in spiritual energy.
At this moment, a gentle and mighty voice rang directly in the depths of her consciousness, like the ringing of a huge bell!
"Little kid, I see you seem to need some help?"
Luo Chenxi was stunned when he heard this, then suddenly turned around and looked in the direction where the voice came from.
I saw a monk with a clear face, pale hair and beard, and a sword on his waist appearing in the white mist.
Luo Chenxi had seen a monk before.
They saw with their own eyes how respectful the sect master was in front of the cultivators. In their eyes, the sect master, who was like a devil, was scared to death in front of the cultivators.
The monk in front of her was much stronger than the monks she had met before.
Even though she couldn't sense the senior's cultivation level, her senses were always very sharp.
"Senior... May I ask who you are..."
"I am Zhang Mengchu from the Moon Shadow Sect." Chen Huaian touched his chin and said with a smile, "I was short of a few direct disciples, so I stole a clue to figure out my disciples, and one of them was you, so I found the Dragon Tiger Sword Sect."
A mysterious monk wants to accept a disciple?
And you're attracted to her?
Luo Chenxi was surprised for a moment, but after the surprise came doubt and caution.
She didn't think she had any sexual talents.
As a warrior, her blood and energy are strong enough.
As a pharmacist, she was also like those people with special talents who could have a photographic memory or know the medicinal properties of herbs just by tasting them.
When things are abnormal, something must be wrong, and pie will fall from the sky.
Luo Chenxi cupped his hands, his face full of nervousness, and said politely: "I am a junior with dull aptitude, I am afraid I am not qualified to be your direct disciple. May I ask if you have found the wrong person? This person named Luo Chenxi is definitely not you, maybe you are looking for someone else?"
Chen Huaian said with confidence that this little girl was quite cautious.
This is also good, because it means that this girl is not stupid and can't be easily abducted by someone.
It seems that I need to be a little more serious.
놛Stretching out his hand to grab, Luo Chenxi suddenly felt something being peeled off.
The next second, I saw two spiritual objects like plant roots appearing in front of me. One of them was emitting a green glow, and I could vaguely feel the vigorous vitality on it; the other one was filled with water vapor, as if it was made entirely of water vapor.
"This is your spiritual root."
Facing the little girl's puzzled eyes, Chen Huaian explained: "There are many thresholds to becoming an immortal cultivator, the most important of which is spiritual roots. Single spiritual roots are the most important, and double spiritual roots are second. Your double spiritual roots of water and wood are considered a genius, and you are fully qualified to be my personal disciple."
Chen Huaian lied with his eyes open.
If we follow the current standards of Yueying Sect for accepting personal disciples.
Even a person with only one spiritual root would definitely be ranked high.
It is possible to open a back door for special cases like Luo Chenxi.
"Spiritual roots? These... are my spiritual roots?!" Luo Chenxi stared in amazement at the two spiritual roots floating in front of him.
The sneering and mocking voices of the past are still ringing in my ears - "dull in talent", "jinx", "you still want to practice martial arts when you are like this? You'd better find someone to marry as soon as possible."
녦In the mouth of the monk in front of him.
She is a genius!
She has the talent to cultivate immortality!
Among the millions of mortals, there will definitely be one with the talent to cultivate immortality!
This evaluation formed an absurd contrast with her humble experience for more than ten years.
She subconsciously wanted to refute, wanted to say that she was good at growing herbs, wanted to say that her martial arts training progress was slow...
The two halos that originated from her own body and were called "spiritual roots" by her predecessors were actually flowing before her eyes, emitting a mysterious aura that was far beyond her cognition.
In this space, Chen Huaian could see through everything Luo Chenxi was thinking and knew Luo Chenxi's concerns.
Then keep fooling around!
놛 said half-truthfully: "Little kid, how can a mortal warrior's vision penetrate the essence of the immortal way?
The success of your medicinal plants is not due to your fault, but because the spiritual energy of this place is thin and mixed, and it is not compatible with your spiritual nourishment of the combination of water and wood.
As for the martial arts qi and blood...
Oh, that is just an inferior method to polish the skin, flesh, tendons and bones, how can it be compared with the immortal way of drawing the spiritual energy from the earth and tempering oneself?"
"If you believe it." He paused and said, "I can teach you!"
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