Ning Xia didn't know that her extremely natural "performance" added points to her lies. For this reason, Zhenjun Yuanheng filled up a lot of nonsense.
But no matter what the facts are, and how Ningxia killed a dragon, it cannot change the fact that Ningxia has a so-called dragon slayer mark on his face. When others see this, their first reaction will be, ah, this little girl killed a dragon.
Then a series of questions will arise: where did this person meet a dragon, what did she rely on to kill a dragon, and did she get any amazing treasure after killing the dragon... This series of questions will arise. In everyone's mind. Ning Xiaoxia, who carries such a bright mark, cannot escape the fate of becoming the focus of the crowd.
For example, the heroine's hot harem "Dragon Slayer XXX" is like a light bulb, shining wherever it goes. However, he has the title of son of a big family, and he has a large support group behind him. Naturally, he does not pay attention to the concern of the young people. Some of the more powerful monks are interested but do not want to offend the forces behind him.
Ningxia doesn't think she can be treated like a male N. How could she, a powerless, novice from a mountain village, resist the ambitious monks?
In short, you must not wander around like this. Having made up her mind, Ning Xiaoxia cast her gaze on the teacher in front of her, her eyes showing an extraordinary desire.
Ning Xia just watched as the other party's finger slowly approached, accurately landed on her forehead, and was tapped. She didn't feel how strong the force was. Maybe it was because the other party was still a feinting soul at the moment. She only felt a cold feeling on her forehead.
"You, you, little trouble, you have caused such a big thing after not seeing each other for a while. I didn't expect that you are a small person, but you are very courageous. When you encounter a dragon, even if it is about to die, you still dare to get together Go up. I see, it’s your fault this time, lest you cause bigger troubles in the future due to your recklessness.” Looking at Ning Xia with helpless eyes, she was so stunned that she couldn’t squeeze out even a drop of tears, pretending to be pitiful. In this way, True Lord Yuan Heng couldn't help but smile, and deliberately said sarcastically.
But if I don't kill him, I might be killed. Ning Xia swallowed the rebuttal that slipped to her lips and listened obediently.
"That's all, none of you little ones are worried. Are you injured?" In fact, Zhenjun Yuanheng had already scanned Ningxia's people after meeting him. He didn't find any major wounds so he felt free to talk to her.
At that time, he didn't know that this brave little guy dared to touch the dragon. Now that I know it, how can I really think that she is unscathed. Zhenjun Yuanheng expected that this little guy might have suffered some injuries, like internal injuries or something.
But soon Zhenjun Yuanheng discovered that the little thing's ability to cause trouble was not perfect, because he discovered another difference in Ningxia.
It seems that using essence and blood to carry soul threads to carry out such long-distance activities imposes restrictions on the body that are not generally deep. These three and four times, Zhenjun Yuanheng actually discovered it only after being belatedly.
True Lord Yuanheng looked like he was dreaming. God knows, his little disciple who was practicing Qi well came in and came out as a foundation builder.
Not the slightest bit defensive. Completely changed, Zhenjun Yuanheng expressed doubts about what the tower had done to his lovely disciple.
You must know that practicing Qi and building foundation is not an easy task. In fact, foundation building can be regarded as the beginning of cultivation. Although the difference between Qi training and foundation building is only one level, the difference is more than just a natural chasm? How many monks are stuck on this shallow threshold all their lives.
And this is also the reason why Wuhua Sect sets a five-year threshold for the assessment of inner disciples. After all, they were selecting and ranking people based on their talent, understanding and luck.
You must know that sometimes being young may not necessarily be better when you are older, and your character will change as you grow older. The purpose of making the second division is to fully explore the talents of the monks, and not to distinguish the disciples based on their absolute talents.
However, five years is enough to differentiate. For the inner sect disciples, who are regarded as the elite reserves of the sect, five years is the limit for them to build their foundation. The inner disciples who can stay in the second division are the good seedlings that the sect really values and cultivates.
It sounds cruel and inhumane, but this is indeed an iron law in the world of cultivation. After all, the sect is not a real charity, they need to have their own real inner circle members.
To put it simply, whether you have a future depends on whether you can build a foundation within five years.
So what is the level of Ningxia?
Including the month of leaving, it takes a total of one year and three months to get started, which is enough to complete the transformation from a mortal to a foundation builder. Although it is not as talented as a single spiritual root, it is almost on the same level as the top two spiritual roots. It is still the kind of person who has money, leisure and resources.
Ningxia completely belongs to the group of people who follow the crowd. With the same resources and the same time as all the inner disciples, without the guidance of senior elders, he jumped straight to foundation building.
Of course, the adventures in Fengming City these days also played a huge role, and Zhenjun Yuanheng was not so blind as to believe that Ningxia had such amazing talents.
A monk who can seize unexpected opportunities, practice diligently, and have some understanding will have a promising future. Obviously, Ningxia is like this in the eyes of True Lord Yuan Heng. He has always admired talented juniors.
True Lord Yuanheng raised his tone and said with a smile, "Has the foundation been established?"
Ning Xia wanted to nod reservedly, but the smile at the corner of her mouth betrayed her: "The foundation has been established." When she was alone, seeing so many people dying, with an uncertain future, the joy in her heart was almost diluted. But now that the crisis was over, I couldn't help but feel happy when my elders said this, and even felt a little proud that made me feel slightly ashamed.
"Okay!" This is the best news I have heard since True Lord Yuan Heng came in: "Okay, okay. This is really a good word for our sect, lest those stupid people say that our disciples came in by luck."
"When we go out later, let them open their eyes and take a good look at what kind of people our Wuhua Sect and Formation Hall are. They themselves are nothing." At this point, Zhenjun Yuanheng's face also looked a little gloomy. , seemed to remember something that made him unhappy.
Ning Xiaoxia couldn't help but secretly wonder, who are these fools who dare to talk nonsense and dare to give trouble to a Taoist master? Are they tired of living?
"Huo! I'm still talking nonsense here. I wanted to brush off your high-profile mark, but you distracted me again."
"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. I think those guys outside are already waiting impatiently. We'll talk about other things later."
"Now let's do one thing first, come here -"
Under the other party's greeting, Ning Xia obediently moved forward, raised her head slightly, revealing the vermilion pattern at the corner of her right eye.
True Lord Yuan Heng was stunned for a moment and chuckled: "Xiao Guaijue."
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