The huge and ferocious beast fell to the ground. The villagers who were fleeing in embarrassment stopped and looked at Rong Xianxian with awe in their eyes. Mrs. Wang ran to Rong Xianxian in surprise and joy, "Girl, You, are you a cultivator? Are you from Yujing Peak?"
Yujingfeng is the closest sect of cultivating immortals to here. Every three years, it holds entrance tests to select children with cultivation qualifications from surrounding towns and villages.
Sister-in-law Wang has a nephew from her mother's family who is of suitable age this year and signed up for the entry test, but was rejected because his qualifications were slightly inferior.
Rong Xianxian shook her head, "No."
There was a moment of disappointment in Mrs. Wang's eyes. Although it was only fleeting, Rong Xianxian still noticed it, "Girl, my nephew has a talent for cultivation. He has been able to activate spiritual energy since he was four years old. The whole family is obsessed with him. I have high hopes, this time he must have been kicked off because of jealousy. You are so powerful, can you accept him as your disciple?" Mrs. Wang asked decisively without mincing words.
She was not afraid of giving Rong Xianxian the impression of asking for repayment, because she knew that Rong Xianxian's injuries were no longer serious and would not stay in their small village. If she missed this opportunity to speak, she would probably regret it. lifelong.
The other villagers looked at Mrs. Wang's expressions, some were jealous, some were worried, and some looked like they were watching a good show. Most of the immortal cultivators were aloof and looked down upon ordinary people like them. How could they possibly pay attention to Mrs. Wang's request?
Rong Xianxian had just been thinking about what kind of sect Yujingfeng was. She integrated the information about the fairy world that she knew on earth and determined that she did not find anything about Yujingfeng in the information provided by outsiders. According to the records, the three brothers Qin Heng came from Danhua Sect, the black-robed brother who was killed by Rong Xianxian came from Wanshou Mountain, and the red-robed Taoist priest claimed to be a disciple of Haiyuan Pavilion, but in his storage space No information related to Haiyuan Pavilion was found. According to the information obtained after integration by the military department, Danhua Sect and Haiyuan Pavilion are both second-rate sects in the fairy world. Wanshou Mountain is at the bottom of the second-rate and third-rate sects and truly controls the immortals. Most of the world's resources for cultivating immortals belong to the five top forces, and they don't know who these five top forces are, what their names are, and where they are located.
Although Rong Xianxian had been thinking about the problem, she did not ignore what Sister-in-law Wang said. She smiled slightly and said, "Sister-in-law Wang, you don't even know who I am or where I come from, yet you dare to ask me to accept your nephew as my disciple. Aren't you afraid that after I really agree to take him away, you will never see him again? Besides, it's not your child, can you make the decision?" When Rong Xianxian was seriously injured and unconscious, it was Mrs. Wang who brought her back. He had given her a safe place, a kindness she could not deny, but since she had just arrived and the road ahead was dangerous, it was impossible for her to agree to Mrs. Wang's request to accept a child as her disciple.
"Why not? I know the thoughts of my brother's family. In this world, vicious beasts are rampant, and ordinary people's lives are like grass. Only by worshiping the immortal sect and learning the magic of immortality can we survive for a long time. The four brothers in my nephew's family, He is the only one with the qualifications to practice. If the Immortal Master is willing to take him away, it is his destiny. It doesn't matter whether we can meet him in the future!" Seeing that Rong Xianxian did not refuse, Mrs. Wang looked at her eagerly.
"Is that so? However, I have a mission now and cannot accept disciples!" Rong Xianxian shook her head.
"Then, can you introduce him to other immortal masters? Or you can give him some advice!" Sister-in-law Wang was not discouraged when she saw Rong Xianxian's refusal and persisted in asking.
"Bring him here and let me take a look!" Rong Xianxian said. Although he couldn't accept a disciple, he could give him some favors.
"Hey, I'll go right then!" Mrs. Wang happily agreed, turned around and left.
"Master Immortal, what should I do with this ferocious beast?" A villager asked when he saw Rong Xianxian raising his feet to leave.
This ferocious beast is huge, and its fur, bones, and flesh are valuable. The fur on this ferocious beast is intact and should be sold for a lot of money.
Rong Xianxian glanced at the corpse of the ferocious beast, and said to Sister-in-law Wang, who had not gone far, "Sister-in-law Wang, the skin of this ferocious beast belongs to you, and you can decide how to share the other parts with everyone!"
"Hey, come on!" Sister-in-law Wang didn't expect this benefit, so she quickly agreed, leaving the matter to her man, and then went to find her nephew.
The villagers were busy decomposing the corpses of the ferocious beasts. Rong Xianxian was strolling around the village. The buildings in the village were all similar. They were built with rocks. They didn’t look neat from the outside, but they were strong enough and the houses were well distributed. The villages are relatively dense, one after another. Outside the village are continuous mountains with tall trees that block the sky and the sun. Occasionally, the roars of wild beasts can be heard from deep in the forest. There is a wide river behind the village with a fairly stable flow. Wang This is where my sister-in-law first met her.
"Girl, girl, this is my nephew, Ding Wen. Kowtow to the immortal master!" Sister-in-law Wang brought a boy of seven or eight years old. As soon as he arrived in front of Rong Xianxian, he knelt down without even raising his head. .
Rong Xianxian quickly asked him to get up and asked about his basic situation.
The earth has just entered the era of cultivation, and the system for testing cultivation qualifications is not yet complete. The immortal cultivation sect in the fairy world has been passed down for thousands of years and has its own complete testing system.
According to Yu Jingfeng's test results, Ding Wen had just reached the minimum standard for cultivation and his qualifications were average. Yu Jingfeng had already filled up the quota for new disciples this year, so he was not admitted.
Rong Xianxian told Ding Wen not to move, and put her palm against the back of his heart. The spiritual energy turned into a thread and penetrated into Ding Wen's body. He had already practiced the basic spirit-inducing formula, and there was a little light at the Baihui point at the top of his body. , but the light was weak and slender, as if it were a candle that could be extinguished at any time.
Rong Xianxian got a book called "Secret Techniques of Soul Transferring" from Liu Qingchen. After learning this secret technique, Rong Xianxian combined the technique of pricking acupoints with golden needles to draw the meridians to create a unique method of transferring souls and opening up the orifices, infusing spiritual energy into The golden needle helps the recipient to open the acupuncture points. Previously, she had been using this set of acupuncture to treat injuries to the meridians. Ning Qingyun's internal Dantian was destroyed, the Qi bridge collapsed, and the meridians should have shrunk and become occluded little by little, but now she can still store some spiritual energy. , because Rong Xianxian always insisted on giving him acupuncture treatment.
Rong Xianxian took out a bottle of body tempering pill in the sachet space, gave Ding Wen a pill to take, and took out a set of golden needles, poured spiritual energy into the golden needles, and used the spirit-transferring method to open the eyes. Ding Wen was applying acupuncture to the large points all over his body one after another. Rong Xianxian was at the pinnacle of the Blood Refining Realm. The width of his meridians was much wider than that of a normal practitioner, and his spiritual energy storage was more than that of a Life Fire Realm practitioner. Under the impact of Rong Xianxian's spiritual energy, Ding Wen The major acupoints in his body were opened one after another, which made him feel a strange taste.
