"follow me."
A faint voice rang in their ears. Yunli and the others came back to their senses, only to find that Yingmei had gone far away. The woman in black raised her head, her delicate face was indifferent, she raised her hand and cast a spell, and the howling boy breathed. The bleeding wound stopped, but I was still gasping in pain, and my fingers were connected to my heart.
After leaving these words, Chang Qi walked to the northwest. Everyone woke up from a dream, picked up the boy on the ground, and hurriedly followed her.
After a few calls, Chang Qi stopped in front of a small courtyard in the innermost courtyard and said quietly: "This is your residence. There are two people who have Qi introduced into the body, and a room without Qi introduced into the body."
There are only three rooms in the small courtyard. There are sixteen of them in the group who have not had Qi introduced into their bodies. Sixteen people share a room. Should they sleep standing up?
Although the situation just now was quite scary, the ferocious Ying Mei had left. Although this woman, who kept her head down, looked indifferent throughout the whole process, she stopped the bleeding of the boy with the severed finger. Naturally, he was very kind in the hearts of the children. At that moment Someone boldly said: "There are so many of us, there is not enough space for one room..."
"After you introduce the Qi into your body, you can share the same room with each other."
Interrupting him calmly, she raised her sleeves and a dozen thin books were floating in the air. After Yunli and others each took one, she continued: "This is a technique. From now on, it will be done first every morning." Go help Mr. Wang dry the medicine, then find Chang Wu to practice swordsmanship, and go to work in the fields in the afternoon. After a month, those who have introduced Qi into the body will be promoted to the outer cabinet, and those who have not will continue to work as handymen."
Why is it the Spirit-Inducing Technique again? Yunli showed no interest and closed the page. When he heard this, he couldn't help but raise his head. So is he practicing at night?
No wonder it can accommodate sixteen people. This room is not used for resting and sleeping at all, it is just a place for cultivation.
Also, who is Mr. Wang? The old man who applied the medicine just now? Who is Chang Wu?
Don't leave yet, make it clear.
The woman's figure gradually disappeared, and after a moment of silence, the children who had not been breathed into the body suddenly rushed to the larger room in the middle, first come, first served, and they could still get a good seat.
Yunli couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy for them. Sixteen people were in a mixed dormitory. Tsk tsk, it felt sour to think about it.
While everyone was rushing to get ahead, a little girl in light pink clothes did not move. Her eyes wandered among the three of them. Wei Lin was a boy, and judging from the interactions on the spirit boat these days, he was not a soft-hearted person. Not to mention Wen Xueruo, her whole body exuded the aura of keeping strangers away from her. In comparison, although Yunli didn't like to talk to them, she was much gentler.
Thinking of this, she timidly stretched out her hand, pulled Yunli's sleeve, and said softly: "This...sister, can I...can I...live with you?"
Hey, there are two rooms for three people. I almost forgot that they also need to occupy seats. Yunli's eyes wandered around the two of them. The senior brother must not live alone with this girl, which means she must have a roommate. .
There are differences between men and women. Logically, she should live with Wen Xueruo, but in a strange and dangerous environment, living with a stranger, or a stranger full of hatred, she might not have to worry about it all the time.
Yunli neatly pulled the corner of her sleeve out of the girl's hands, moved a few steps towards Wei Lin, and smiled, "Sorry, I have a roommate."
Hearing this, the girl was about to cry, her bright apricot eyes suddenly filled with water vapor, she sniffed, and kept on her strong appearance, sobbing and choking, "No...it doesn't matter."
After saying that, he turned to look at Wen Xueruo and cautiously said tentatively, "This...this sister..."
Before she finished speaking, Wen Xueruo turned around decisively and walked towards the house on the right without looking at her.
The girl's pitiful expression was obviously cracked, and she was a little overwhelmed for a moment. But in just a moment, she gathered her emotions and turned her attention to Yunli and the two again.
"gone."
Wei Lin said calmly and walked to the house on the left first. Yunli nodded to her and entered the house neatly.
The crowd dispersed, but the girl remained stunned in place. Her expression gradually became ferocious, and everyone was so arrogant and selfish. One day, she would definitely wash away the shame of today. She fiercely gouged out the rooms on the left and right, and she was unwilling to give up. Xindi entered the middle room.
Inside the room, Wei Lin casually sat on a chair, stretched his neck, pursed his lips towards the door, and said: "She looks very similar to that Mu Yan. I think you quite like Mu Yan, why don't you like her? ?”
Yunli rolled her eyes, what a look, "It doesn't look like her. Although Ayan is also weak and shy, her eyes are clear and simple. She doesn't look like her at all. No matter how she pretends to be pitiful, she can't hide the calculation in her eyes."
After a pause, he continued: "Besides, Ayan is not like her, troublesome to others even if they are not familiar with her, and..."
"..."
You and Mu Yan are not very familiar with each other because they were on the spirit boat together. Wei Lin complained that this girl was too protective of Mu Yan. He just mentioned it casually, and she started to retort. .
He rubbed his brows and grabbed Yunli, who was still talking. "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Hurry up and practice. Business is more important."
Yunli was very dissatisfied at being forcibly interrupted and stared at him without speaking. Ha, man, you can never understand Bai Lianhua's tricks.
Time passed slowly like running water. During this month, she dried herbs, practiced swordsmanship, and all kinds of spiritual rice. She turned over the ground, worked at sunrise, and practiced at sunset. It once gave her a trancelike feeling of tranquility in the years.
If it weren't for the bloody severed finger of the little boy when he first arrived, Yunli would have doubted that this was really a secluded paradise.
"You guys, come here."
The three Yunli people who were performing the rain-making technique turned around and saw Ying Mei, who had disappeared for a month, standing on the other side of the field with her sleeves and hands. The three people quickly ended the spell and trotted to her.
"I've reached the fourth level of Qi training, which is good."
Ying Mei looked at Wei Lin and nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Wen Xueruo, who was already at the second level of Qi training. It seemed that she had not been lazy this month. When she saw Yunli, she frowned and asked, "What are you doing?" What's going on?"
Yunli was also helpless. She was not lazy at all. She practiced whenever she had free time. However, she failed to break through the second level of Qi training, without even a sign.
She carefully raised her eyes and looked at the woman's expression. Just as she was about to whisper a few words of defense, the woman said impatiently: "Follow me."
Yunli touched the tip of her nose and followed Sansan.
About a quarter of an hour later, Yingmei stopped in front of the bluestone tombstone in the east corner of the village, and injected spiritual power with a snap of her fingers. A complex magic circle slowly appeared on the tombstone, and then threw out a palm-sized jade tablet, which was pulled by the magic circle. , the jade token flew into the formation.
This familiar operation made Yunli speechless. She couldn't help but secretly guess, could this be the combined array of Mo Yun's city gate and waterfall array?
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and the tombstone shook violently, and then moved backwards, revealing a rectangular hole.
Ying Mei said calmly: "Go straight forward after entering."
The three of them looked inside and saw that it was bottomless and dark. Wei Lin swept it away with his spiritual consciousness and passed by. It seemed that there was a magic circle that blocked the detection of his spiritual consciousness. They were not in the foundation building stage and did not know how to wield a sword. , and there is no flying magic weapon, how can this go on?
Yingmei stood aside and said nothing. It seemed that she would not help them. Yunli and Wei Lin looked at each other, flicked their wrists, and the ribbon turned into a long silk ribbon and wrapped it around Wei Lin's waist. Wei Lin nodded at her, Jump down.
Yingmei raised her eyebrows, a low-grade yellow-level magic weapon. Although this little girl's qualifications are a bit poor, she is a bit lucky. Magical tools are not easy to obtain. The worst low-grade yellow-level magic weapon requires at least two hundred spiritual stones, so most of them Low-level monks all use green wood swords.
The Green Wood Sword is not a magical weapon. It is made of extremely hard hollow green iron pine. It can carry spiritual power. Although it is not as good as a magical weapon, it is as hard as rock.
After falling for dozens of breaths, Wei Lin stepped on the ground.
flap! flap!
Wei Lin's nerves tensed up. He raised his hand and used a fire magic to illuminate the surroundings. It turned out to be just some bats. He looked around and made sure there was no danger. He pulled the Huanshi Ling around his waist and shouted, "That's it."
With a thought, Yunli took back the Huanshi Ling. In fact, she knew what was going on down there as soon as Wei Lin arrived. The Huanshi Ling had the same intention as hers. Wherever it went, her consciousness would naturally follow it.
Yunli waved Huanshi Ling and said to Wen Xueruo: "Shall I take you down?"
Wen Xueruo was silent for a moment and said softly: "Thank you."
After sending Wen Xueruo down, Yunli circled Huanshi Ling twice around the stone tablet behind, then grabbed Huanshi Ling and flew down.
"It's so dark."
When I attached my spiritual consciousness to Huanshi Ling and looked over, there was no color, everything was gray and white. I didn't realize that now I was in it, it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything.
puff!
A cluster of flames floated above Wei Lin's fingertips, and the bright firelight illuminated the surroundings.
Fire magic?
Wen Xueruo was shocked. Fire Spirit Technique is the primary form of Fire Ball Technique, or it can be said to be the basic form of any fire magic technique. It peels off and gathers the fire attribute spiritual power in the body to form a flame.
Fire Spirit Technique itself does not have much attack power, it can just light a fire and frighten ordinary people. Most of the time, it is not considered as a separate technique, but just as a starting point for fire spells.
However, although it is basic, not many people can maintain a small flame state. At least among the monks she has come into contact with, only the late-stage foundation-building alchemist from the Luo family can do it.
To maintain the state of a small flame requires not only proficiency in fire magic, but also exquisite control and keen perception.
The spiritual power in his body is okay. It has been refined and tamed, and he knows how much spiritual power he has output. However, the spiritual power in the outside world is different.
If the fire spirit power is too strong, a small flame will burn directly into a big fireball. If the fire spirit power is too little, it will be extinguished easily.
Yunli was used to it and didn't think it was a big deal. She was also good at this skill. Fire Spirit Technique was too small and no one wanted to study it in depth. They had no choice but to practice it like this.
There was no firewood in the small courtyard that Mo Yuncheng rented, so he had to use fire magic to cook. At first, he couldn't control it well, and he had to fry the pot several times. Later, he practiced more and gained experience, and things got better.
