The divine rainbow was flying beneath her feet, and Lin Lingling's fiery short hair was flying, even more intensely than the cold moon and cold stars in the sky higher up.
The sound of the wind was far behind.
After a while, Lin Lingling took Nan Xiao to the former residence of Elder Lu.
Lin Lingling walked around the place and said: "After all these years, our master still lives on this slope and has kept you clean. It's okay."
Taking out three Baicao pills, Nan Xiao took out two, handed them to Lin Lingling, and said sincerely: "Thank you, senior sister, for saving me. Here are two Baicao pills. Please accept them!"
"Haha, no need. Now that I have achieved the other side, these life essences have too many impurities for me, and it is very laborious to refine. I might as well go to a place with strong spiritual veins to practice! Besides, these are all your own efforts. You have to earn it by dying, keep it well, with these, you will definitely be able to open up the sea of suffering, and maybe even hit the fountain of life. In the past, my junior brother did not have such an opportunity..."
The conversation changed and Lin Lingling asked: "Junior sister, except for that one time, why didn't you come to me after that? Are you angry?"
Nan Xiao put away the Baicao Pills and replied with a smile: "Master said that your cultivation time is precious. Unless your life is at stake, I will not be allowed to trouble Senior Sister. A few years ago, I went to see Senior Sister for the first time and learned that you were in retreat. I didn’t bother you anymore after that.”
Lin Lingling scratched her head in embarrassment. Her short red hair was scratched so that it was shapeless, and her beautiful eyes were a little worried.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she came up with what she thought was a great idea. She said excitedly: "What about the sect competition after that? How about I send you down the mountain secretly? I'll give you another blow." A small hill so that you can occupy the land and become king?"
Lin Lingling came up with an idea and walked to the bed to tidy up the bedding before Nan Xiao could refuse.
"No, senior sister, believe me, I can open up the sea of suffering!"
Nan Xiao pulled Lin Lingling, who was stronger than an ox, and said very seriously: "In the past nine years, I have prepared a lot, and I am confident that I can enter the practice."
Lin Lingling stared and saw that the wound on Nan Xiao's forehead had become scarred. After the body felt enough Qi, her delicate chin slightly nodded, "Indeed, with the full Qi, coupled with so many Baicao Liquid and Baicao Pills, we can definitely open up a sea of suffering. As for the subsequent sect competition—then surrender immediately before they attack!"
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The pond behind the house was filled with stars and moon, and the water level seemed to have been lowered a little.
The water lilies and the swimming fish are speechless, and the mountains and forests are silent.
Elder Deer is a relatively solitary person, so he chose a very remote place to live, with few people around him. Even the herds of medicinal deer rarely come here to look for food.
Nan Xiao declined Lin Lingling's offer to protect her. After all, her identity was stolen.
After all, being a registered disciple does not count as the official seat.
Being helped by Lin Lingling before made Nan Xiao feel guilty.
From the information that Nan Xiao has mastered over the years, Lin Lingling is obsessed with practicing, let alone bothering her.
Moreover, this place belongs to Elder Lu's private residence. It is not an important matter for the sect and no one else is allowed to break into it.
Nan Xiao sat cross-legged on the bed, took a few pills for healing and nourishing Qi, endured the pain, scrubbed her body, and slept with her clothes on.
A night of silence.
When the morning light breaks and the sky is still dark, purple air comes from the east.
Nan Xiao's forehead has scabbed over, but the wound on her left calf has not fully healed yet.
But she was still asleep.
The successive battles last night had already made Nan Xiao exhausted.
If you don't step into practice for a day, you will end up in a mortal body.
Unless it is a miracle cure, it is difficult to treat with ordinary elixirs.
This sleep is noon.
When Nan Xiao woke up, it was already noon.
When I opened the door, the sun was already shining high, and there were three women weeding in the medicine garden.
Wearing gray robes, they were busy chatting about the battles their employer Nan Xiao had on Kuhai Cliff last night. From time to time they were so excited that they even danced with excitement, and even the weeds in their hands became rivals.
When they saw Nan Xiao wake up, their voices increased instead of falling, and they waved to Nan Xiao enthusiastically.
Nan Xiao, who had had enough sleep, felt refreshed and full of energy, and walked over with a smile.
He has a crisp stride and doesn't seem to be hampered by his injuries.
"Sister Yun, Sister Ling, Sister Hui, you won't be helping me from now on. These pills are my little sister's thoughts. Thank you for your hard work these days!"
Nan Xiao took out three white jade porcelain bottles from his sleeves. Each bottle was covered with a rectangular piece of red paper, about half the size of a palm, with five black characters on it.
Heat-clearing and nourishing elixir.
The pen is strong.
It looks like flying grass, but has the power of a soaring dragon.
The women, who were still a little disappointed, took the elixir and immediately beamed with joy after seeing the words on it.
These elixirs are more precious than gold to these gray-robed medicine farmers who have been unable to enter cultivation despite all their hard work!
In the next half day, Nan Xiao fired all the helpers and visited Chen Zhuo and Lin Lingling with some gifts. She tactfully told them that she would be in seclusion for a while and asked them not to go to her for the time being.
Especially Chen Zhuo, who had white beard and hair, and Nan Xiao, who was in his prime, with green silk hair like a waterfall, begged the old man calmly to explain what happened after his death.
After learning that Han Feiren, who claimed to be romantic but not obscene, had been forced into seclusion by his own grandfather, Nan Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.
This is just to avoid being disturbed during the rest of my retreat.
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Times are weird.
Some people say that days are like years and they are overwhelmed.
Some people say that time flies, so enjoy the moment.
Everyone is treated equally. Birth, old age, sickness and death are normal. Even powerful cultivators who entrust themselves to the mortal body are not immune.
Seems fair.
But at the same moment, everyone's situation is completely different.
Things like the weight of fate, the quality of life, and the location of the sea of suffering and the other side, all vary from person to person.
Seems very unfair.
No matter how smart Nan Xiao is, he still can't figure out the key.
Nan Xiao only knew that if she didn't struggle, she, a fish that was not born in the ocean, would soon die of dehydration.
On the outside, there is the murderous intention of the two immortal-level divine bridge cultivators, Fairy Qingcheng and Bao Wan, but on the inside there is overwhelming hatred and a little bit of hope.
What Nan Xiao, who is only sixteen years old, lacks most right now is time.
So, it doesn't matter if it's a bit bitter and a bit tiring, she can handle it.
Try to die later.
At least he must wait until his revenge is avenged before he dies.
Maybe, we can work harder and find someone to return to in the reincarnation in the future.
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Nan Xiao returned to his residence with heavy steps and walked slowly to the bed.
The original bedding had been put away by her, and now there was only a green bamboo wooden bed on the stone platform above the ground.
Taking out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that he had prepared, Nan Xiao stood up, his wrist turned quickly, and his pen moved quickly.
Within three breaths, a suicide note had been written with splashes of ink.
"If you die, be buried in the mountains and forests and sleep with other things."
Inside and outside, there is no sadness or joy.
The moment of pause is full of determination.
Folding a suicide note in half and placing it heavily on the empty bed, Nan Xiao sighed heavily.
Although she had been preparing for nine years, she was not completely sure that she would succeed.
Then, she took off the bronze ring she had been wearing and gently placed it on the suicide note.
Then, Nan Xiao took out another letter, placed it on the left side of the suicide note, and pressed it down with a warm yellow crescent-shaped jade pendant.
Nan Xiao stood in front of the bamboo bed for a long, long time.
She was as silent as a white lotus that was about to be scattered by the wind and rain before it bloomed.
The world is over.
Everything is ready, and all external things are empty.
Next, Nan Xiao has to fight with this unrecognized mortal body and that unfair fate.
