A small bald head emerged from the head of the man in black robe. Only a bare head popped out and then shrank back.
This is enough.
The symbol of a monk in the Nascent Soul stage is the condensed Nascent Soul. Nascent Soul, the spiritual consciousness changes from virtual to real, and condenses into an entity, also known as the divine body.
The divine body in the Nascent Soul stage has just been condensed, and it varies in size depending on the individual's basic training background.
Wang Jingzhu read a book and said that for some monks with shallow foundations, their Nascent Soul is only the size of a fist when it first forms. For those with deep foundations, their Nascent Soul can be as big as a one-year-old child.
The size of the Nascent Soul often determines the combat power of the Nascent Soul monks.
The little bald head that just emerged from the black-robed man's head was bigger than his fist. I think this man's combat power was pretty good.
But the other party's dress was too weird, so Wang Jingzhu asked one more question. "Didn't it say that only Wentian Sect disciples can accept missions in the Reward Pavilion?"
"No. Any elder or head of the sect can do it." The visitor's voice was hoarse, and he seemed to be able to suppress his voice.
Hiding his head and showing his tail, Wang Jingzhu couldn't help frowning at him: "The elders and heads of the sect are not disciples of the Wentian Sect? Does the head of the Wentian Sect dare to say that he is not a disciple of the Wentian Sect?"
Visitor:...
Wang Jingzhu: "I mean, how can you, who is not a disciple of Wentian Sect, accept my mission?"
"I am a disciple of Wentian Sect."
"Why don't you wear the sect uniform?"
Conquer? The visitor didn't understand what Wang Jingzhu meant for a moment. He was stunned for a moment before he understood the meaning from Wang Jingzhu's eyes that were picky about his clothes.
"Your mission requires you to be protected as a follower. If I wear the robe of a disciple of the Wentian Sect, how can others regard me as your follower?"
"But I haven't decided yet and I'm going to use you! You come here dressed like this, how can I be sure that you are a disciple of Wentian Sect?"
The visitor silently took out a sect token, but covered the name with his thumb.
"What are you doing hiding your name?"
Although I was a little unhappy, I finally confirmed the identity of the other party. Since he is a disciple of Wentian Sect, he is really here to carry out the mission.
I hope Wentian Zong lives up to its name and is truly honest.
"Senior, what should I call you?"
"casual."
"Okay, whatever, senior. Yu Jian, take me to Jinchuan City."
The man in black robe who was called casually:...
Stepping on the black-robed man's flying sword and following him out of Jubao Town, Wang Jingzhu took out a plate of Wuling Fruit.
"Senior, please eat the fruit."
The man in black robe did not speak or look back, and was very focused on flying with his sword.
"Just now, I was very rude. I'm sorry." Considering that he asked the other party to be his bodyguard, to a certain extent, his life was in his hands and the relationship could not be stalemate. Wang Jingzhu took the initiative to apologize. "But you can't blame me entirely. I'm a little scared when you dress like this."
"Yeah." The man in black robe said.
"Eat the fruit. I washed it." Wang Jingzhu stretched out her hand and handed the fruit plate to the man in black robe from his side.
"Thank you. I don't want to eat." He is wearing a mask, how can he eat?
Wang Jingzhu took back the fruit and took out a few bottles of sparkling water. "Senior, what flavor of water do you like? This is red, strawberry, yellow, mango, this..." Wang Jingzhu stared at the bottle of light green for several seconds, not remembering what flavor it was. Tear off the label, that's what's bad about it. "I forgot what flavor it was."
The man in black robe turned back this time. This was the first time he heard that water has different flavors. "Can I taste them all?"
"Here! Give it all to you!" Wang Jingzhu gave him all the sparkling water in her arms, and then took out several different brands and gave them all to him. You must be kind to your bodyguards.
The man in black robe took them all and put them into the storage space. He only picked a colorless bottle and pulled the cap of the bottle to open it.
"This is how my bottles are opened." Wang Jingzhu took out a bottle of strawberry flavor and unscrewed the cap.
Tightening the bottle cap is not a difficult skill. The man in black robe can learn it immediately. He opens the bottle cap, slightly lifts the mask with one hand, takes the bottle to drink water with the other hand, and takes a big gulp. "Pfft - hiccup -" He drank too quickly and the bubbles in the water suddenly rose. The man in black robe subconsciously opened his mouth, then quickly closed it, almost spitting it out. Although I didn't squirt in the end, I burped.
Man in black robe: What kind of water is this? Looking at the clear and clean bottle of water, I was filled with breath as soon as I put it in my mouth. It tasted quite sweet, with the aroma of peach.
Very strange water.
The man in black robe took another sip, this time he only drank a little, and he was on guard, so he didn't get embarrassed.
As soon as the water enters the mouth, a lot of peach-flavored air pops out of the water, fluttering all over the mouth, like notes hitting the taste buds one by one, which is very novel.
The hidden family is indeed extraordinary!
Is this the heritage of a wealthy and aristocratic family?
There are so many things to pay attention to when drinking water.
The man in black robe couldn't help himself and took another sip.
Wang Jingzhu saw him holding the mask to drink water but refused to take it off, feeling tired for him. "Senior, I'm standing behind you. It's flying in the sky, and I can't go around and look at your face. You don't have to...otherwise, you bring this."
Wang Jingzhu handed over a Batman mask with his mouth exposed.
The man in black robe followed suit, put away his mask, and put it on.
The new mask does not cover the mouth, making eating and drinking much more convenient.
Not long after, the man in black robe drank the entire bottle. He didn't throw away the bottle, closed the lid, put it into the storage space, and took out another tan bottle.
This thing is more like poison than drink.
Are you sure this is edible?
The man in black robe hesitated for a while, then unscrewed the lid and took a small taste. Well, not bad, it tastes better than the bottle just now. The bottle just now is too sweet.
"Chill it with ice to make it taste better. Get some ice cubes and put it in. It tastes particularly delicious." Wang Jingzhu said while demonstrating.
The man in black robe shook the bottle slightly, and a few ice cubes were added to the bottle. Threads of cold air emerged from the mouth of the bottle.
He took a sip, another sip, another sip...
Can't stop at all.
It’s a long way to fly back to Jinchuan City from Wentian Sect. It was already noon when the two arrived.
Sangzhi has been waiting for a long time.
After greeting each other, Sangzhi looked at the man in black robe and asked, "Who is he?"
"My bodyguard and driver."
Bodyguards are easy to understand, just guards. Sang Zhi: "Driver? What do you mean?"
"The driver is the person who carries me around with my sword." Wang Jingzhu looked at the man in black robe, hoping he wasn't angry because of this.
Sangzhi and the man in black robe: Is this how you rich people play? driver! Unheard of!
Sang Zhi: "Junior sister Wang, I'm afraid you won't be able to use your driver. My friend brought a flying beast. Riding a monster can save physical and spiritual energy. We need to be extremely cautious when going to the Tianlan Mountains to do business."
Wang Jingzhu nodded. "Okay. After flying for a long time, it's time to rest."
Sangzhi:?
Wang Jingzhu pointed at the man in black robe: "His name is Casual."
Sangzhi:? ? ? This name is so casual!
