Yi Xichen was completely confused.
This is a strange room, a strange girl, everything is strange. Why is he here? What just happened?
"Are you okay?" the girl asked, "What's your name? You fainted at the foot of the mountain, and I carried you back!" As she spoke, she stood up and flexed her arms, trying to show her strength.
Yi Xichen couldn't help but want to laugh. This girl looked only about ten years old, with thin arms and legs. How could she have any strength? Perhaps she was the only one who thought she was so strong.
He heard a slightly childish male voice: "Chang Sun Zijun."
Zijun? Where is Zijun? He wanted to turn his head and look around, but he couldn't move his neck. After a moment, he finally realized: he had entered the sea of consciousness of his eldest grandson Zijun. This was his eldest grandson Zijun's memory!
The girl looked at him with her big eyes, "Your name is Changsun Zijun? My name is Teng Ruoyi!" She suddenly turned around and ran out. Not long after, she came back with a steaming bowl in her hand, "This is the soup my mother cooked. Drink it!"
The youngest grandson, Zijun, didn't want to drink the soup, but Teng Ruoyi stuffed the bowl into his arms without saying anything. If he didn't take it, the soup would spill all over him. He had no choice but to take it.
Teng Ruoyi asked, "Why did you faint at the foot of the mountain? Where are your parents?"
The eldest grandson, Jun: "Um... no..."
When he was young, he was not good at socializing with girls. Although he was not speechless as he was later, he was still a man of few words.
The eldest grandson, Jun, was an orphan since childhood. He had never had parents since he could remember. At that time, he was still young and had not yet attained enlightenment. He also had a fight with a weasel spirit at the foot of the mountain and was slightly injured. When he entered into meditation to recuperate, he was carried home by the girl Teng Ruoyi.
Yi Xichen could hear the eldest grandson Jun's thoughts in his sea of consciousness. He thought that when he was young, Jun was not that powerful, and he could not be injured by a weasel. He really hoped that there was a mirror nearby so that he could see what the eldest grandson Jun looked like when he was young. He thought it must be very cute.
Teng Ruoyi looked at him with her big eyes, and after a moment she chuckled: "You are such a weird person! Drink the soup quickly and nourish your body. This soup contains the elixir made by my mother, it is very nourishing! After drinking it, you will not faint again!"
The eldest grandson, Zijun, felt a little embarrassed, but he couldn't refuse such a good offer, so he picked up the soup and drank it.
Not long after, another female alchemist walked into the room. She looked similar to Teng Ruoyi, but a little older, so it was clear that her cultivation was not high. However, her face was very kind, which made people feel good about her.
Teng Ruoyi shouted happily: "Mother!"
Teng Ruoyi's mother smiled and patted her head, then came to sit next to her eldest grandson, Jun, and asked, "Are you feeling better?"
The eldest grandson Jun nodded.
Teng Ruoyi's mother lifted up his sleeves and applied medicine to the wound on his arm that was bitten by the monster.
Teng Ruoyi was watching from the side, and said with a sigh: "Zijun, who hurt you like this? Tell me, I will avenge you! I am so powerful, my father said I have some kind of spiritual root, all the monsters on this mountain are afraid of me!"
Heavenly Spiritual Root? !
Yi Xichen was extremely surprised. This girl also has a natural spiritual root? A natural spiritual root that only appears once every hundred years is not a common thing, but this is just one that you can just run into? !
Teng Ruoyi's mother gave her eldest grandson Jun some medicine, then turned to Teng Ruoyi and said, "Come here."
Teng Ruoyi hesitated and was unwilling to move forward.
"Come here, what are you trying to do!" Her mother pulled Teng Ruoyi to sit on the bed, pinned her down to prevent her from struggling, and rolled up her trouser legs. Teng Ruoyi's legs were covered with many wounds, all from scratches and bumps.
She was very young and small, and she carried her eldest grandson Jun up the mountain by herself, falling down many times. But even though she was injured like this, she did not let her eldest grandson Jun get another wound.
Teng Ruoyi was found injured by her eldest grandson Zijun. Her face flushed red and she said with her neck stiff, "These are all injuries from my previous fight with the most powerful tiger demon on the mountain. I only suffered some minor flesh wounds and I knocked it down!"
Yi Xichen thought that this girl was really proud and would not show weakness at all.
After applying medicine to the two of them, Teng Ruoyi's mother said to her eldest grandson, Jun, "My child, you should stay here and recuperate. You can leave after you are well."
This injury was nothing to the eldest grandson, Zijun, but Teng Ruoyi looked at him expectantly. He looked at the injury on Teng Ruoyi's leg again and finally said, "...Thank you."
Teng Ruoyi's mother smiled and said, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
Teng Ruoyi's parents were already quite old, but their cultivation was not high, so they did not practice fasting. The eldest grandson Jun and Teng Ruoyi were still young, so they did not practice fasting either.
Teng Ruoyi raised her hand and shouted happily: "Pancakes! Auntie's pancakes are the best!"
Teng Ruoyi's mother went out with a smile.
Yi Xichen finally regained the initiative of consciousness and read through the sea of consciousness of his eldest grandson, Zijun, to understand the situation of this family. Teng Ruoyi's mother is Yuan Ying and his father is Teng Tie. The three of them live on a small hill. This hill is not a Feng Shui treasure land, but just an ordinary hill, so it is sparsely populated. However, the family has good personalities and lives a happy life.
Children of Teng Ruoyi's age still like to hang out with people of the same age, so after her eldest grandson Jun stayed at their home to recuperate, she often came to play with him.
She recited a formula, rubbed a ball of fire on her hands, and said proudly: "Zijun, do you know how to do it?"
The eldest grandson Jun opened his palms, and soon a ball of pure flame appeared in his palms.
Teng Ruoyi's eyes widened in surprise: "You can do it too! How long did it take you to learn it? I studied for a month."
The eldest grandson, Zijun, looked at her in surprise. Fire art is the most basic magic. A talent like the eldest grandson, Zijun, can learn it in one try. Other children who have just started practicing Taoism can learn it in three to five days. Besides, the fire in Teng Ruoyi's hand is really not very good. It is drooping and will be extinguished by the wind. Teng Ruoyi, who took a month to learn it, is afraid that he has no spiritual roots, let alone...
Teng Tie's voice was heard outside the house: "Daughter, come out and practice swords!"
Teng Ruoyi ran out immediately.
The eldest grandson, Jun, had almost recovered from his injuries, so he walked to the door to take a look.
Teng Tie was a sword practitioner, but he only had the foundation of cultivation. He taught his daughter to practice sword, and the sword moves were like children playing. Even though his eldest grandson Jun was still young, he was probably not inferior to Teng Tie. But Teng Ruoyi was very serious in learning.
The father and daughter practiced for a long time until Teng Ruoyi was out of breath. Teng Tie said, "Let's stop here for today!"
Teng Ruoyi nodded: "Okay, I'll practice for a while!"
"Oh, my dear daughter is working so hard?"
"Of course!" Teng Ruoyi said proudly, "I want to become the best swordsman in the world in the future!"
After Teng Ruoyi left, Teng Tie saw his eldest grandson Zijun coming out of the house and waved to him, "Zijun, come here. You are also a sword practitioner, right? Come and fight with your uncle."
The eldest grandson Jun went forward.
The two swords collided, and Teng Tie showed a surprised look. Although the eldest grandson Jun had not yet entered the sect to learn swordsmanship, he had to rely on his own exploration. However, he was gifted and his ability to control the sword seemed to be innate. Although his sword energy was not strong, it was also very pure.
"I can't tell." Teng Tie said, "You kid..." He looked around and made sure that Teng Ruoyi was not around, then whispered, "You are a genius!"
The eldest grandson, Zijun, said: "Teng Ruoyi..."
Teng Tie hurriedly pulled his eldest grandson, Jun, aside. He said, "That child has been very strong since she was young and has always wanted to be a swordsman. But she has a fake spiritual root..."
The eldest grandson, Zijun, frowned. He had already seen that Teng Ruoyi was a fake spiritual root, but it was obvious that Teng Ruoyi himself did not know it and still claimed to be a natural spiritual root.
Teng Tie said, "My child's mother and I don't plan to send Ruoyi to a big sect to practice Taoism, nor do we expect her to achieve much. As long as she can be happy every day, that's enough."
That's why they didn't live in a village or town, but moved to the mountains. That's why Teng Ruoyi thought she was so amazing.
Teng Tie winked at his eldest grandson Jun mischievously and said, "This is a little secret between you and me. Don't tell Ruoyi."
"good."
Yi Xichen looked at Teng Tie's generous smile and couldn't help but think of Yao Bu Du. For a disciple of cultivation, talent is so important. Teng Ruoyi's parents were not very talented, and they must have suffered a lot when they were young. They were right not to send Teng Ruoyi to the sect to cultivate. Not to mention that it was difficult for a false spirit to be accepted by the sect, and even if she was accepted, she would suffer a lot. The exclusion and contempt of the disciples, the disregard of the elders, the unfair treatment...
Even though Yi Xichen had been protected by Yao Bu Du and his eldest grandson Jun since he was a child, he still suffered a lot and had seen too many similar things. Sun Xiaoqian, the crybaby in their Yaoge, was also a cheerful boy when he first entered the sect. He got the nickname "crybaby" within a year of joining the sect. If a bright and smiling girl like Teng Ruoyi entered a big sect, she would probably be defeated in no time. It would be better to let her be a casual cultivator who does not fight with the world and live a stable life.
When the eldest grandson Jun's injury was almost healed, Teng Ruoyi came to challenge him to a sword fight.
"Zijun, come and practice swordplay with me!"
"I... forget it."
"What's that?" Teng Ruoyi dragged him out of the room without saying anything, and came to the open space, drew her sword and pointed it at him, "Quick, draw your sword!"
The eldest grandson, Jun, had no choice but to draw his sword.
Teng Ruoyi attacked immediately. She was a false spiritual root, not suitable for sword training, but very suitable for body training, so when she first started, she would not lose to those disciples who slowly accumulated spiritual power. Her sword moves were very smooth and unrestrained. The eldest grandson Zijun restrained his sword energy, pretended to resist a few times, and then admitted defeat: "You win."
Teng Ruoyi didn't realize that her eldest grandson Jun had the intention to give in, and thought she really won. She was very proud, but she didn't forget to comfort her eldest grandson Jun: "You are not bad, practice hard, maybe you can catch up with me in the future!"
The sunlight shone on her, and the goose-yellow clothes made her small face bright and gorgeous like the sun.
After a few days, the eldest grandson Jun's injuries were completely healed and he was ready to leave.
The reason he came here was because the nearby Lingxiao Sect would recruit disciples in the summer, and he planned to go to Lingxiao Sect to become a disciple and learn the truth. He packed his bag, said goodbye to Teng Tie and Yuan Ying, and left.
When I reached halfway down the mountain, I heard footsteps coming from behind. I turned around and saw it was Teng Ruoyi.
"Are you leaving?" Teng Ruoyi's big eyes were filled with reluctance, "Where are you going?"
The eldest grandson Zijun said: "I will go to Lingxiao Sect to become a disciple."
"Lingxiao Sect..." Teng Ruoyi said, "But don't they only recruit disciples in the summer? How many months are there left?"
"……Um."
Teng Ruoyi followed him hesitantly: "You...you are so weak, will you be bullied after you go down the mountain? If you leave, I can't protect you."
The eldest grandson Jun laughed. Teng Ruoyi really treated him as a child who needed to be protected.
"You, you don't have to leave yet. Let my father teach you how to practice swordsmanship, okay? When you become stronger, you can become his disciple."
The family lived on this small hill and rarely interacted with the outside world. Although Teng Ruoyi was well protected, she was lonely without children of the same age.
The eldest grandson Jun hesitated.
Teng Ruoyi grabbed the corner of his clothes and said, "There are a lot of bad guys outside, and there are also very fierce monsters. You were beaten so badly last time. It's better for you to stay in my house for a while. My father will teach you how to practice swordsmanship, my mother will make pills for you, and I will protect you."
She hesitated for a while, her face flushed, and she said softly, "Please, don't go."
It would take several months for Lingxiao Sect to recruit disciples. Anyway, he didn't have any place to go during this period.
The eldest grandson Jun sighed softly: "...Okay."
Teng Ruoyi smiled again, showing her white teeth: "Great! Then let's go back quickly, mother fried some cakes today!" She stretched out her little hand and pulled up her eldest grandson Jun, "You are younger than me, so you can call me sister from now on! I acknowledge you as my brother, and I will protect you well!"
She waved her thin arms: "I am very powerful!"
The eldest grandson Junzi also smiled lightly: "Okay."
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