Chapter 2 Reshaping Spiritual Roots

Style: Fantasy Author: Xiaotang flying knifeWords: 2112Update Time: 24/01/12 13:38:16
Sharp eyes swept across all the servants standing in the hall, and there were only about twenty people left in the huge Jiang Mansion.

Now that a big change has occurred in Jiang Mansion, some servants who are quick-thinking and have some back-up plans took advantage of this stall to pack up their belongings and run away.

Most of the people who can stay in Jiang Mansion now are old people who have been with Jiang Mansion for generations, or some orphans who were originally helpless.

"Everyone understands the situation in Jiang Mansion now, so I won't say much more. If any of you want to leave, you can get fifty low-grade spiritual stones from me and find your own way out. I will never stop you. "

"If you are willing to stay, I also swear here that I will not treat you badly. The Jiang family will definitely develop again in my hands."

Rui Wenyue's words made some servants who did not dare to leave get ready to take action. Although Jiang Yue said that he wanted to revive his family, this was not easy.

What's more, Jiang Yue is still a good-for-nothing young lady who has no spiritual roots and can't even gather her energy.

Bishui looked at the young lady with distressed eyes. She and the young lady are about the same age, but despite such changes in their family, they still have to hold on to the family.

Until now, she had not shed a single tear, but she also vaguely felt that the young lady seemed different. Perhaps she grew up after experiencing these blows.

After some inner struggle, the servants in the mansion took away a few more spiritual stones one after another, and only sixteen people were left who were willing to stay.

Among these sixteen servants, in addition to Bishui, there was also Jiang Ruoan, a young butler apprentice with a beautiful face.

Jiang Luo, the old butler, has been with the Jiang family for decades and is also Jiang Ruo'an's master. After learning that Jiang Yue had his spiritual roots pulled out, he also packed up and ran away.

Rui Wenyue's eyes swept across the servants and finally landed on Jiang Ruo'an. "Jiang Ruo'an, why did you choose to stay? Your masters have all run away."

When Jiang Ruo'an heard Rui Wenyue calling her name, she stood up and saluted without being humble and said, "Miss Hui, I was picked up by my wife when I was six years old. If it weren't for my wife, I would have become a monster in the wild." The flesh in my belly. Now that my wife has passed away, I have no way to repay her great kindness. I can only serve the Jiang family and repay my wife for saving my life."

"You are kind and righteous." Rui Wenyue thought highly of him, and then stood up and gave a fist-cup salute to everyone, "Since everyone is willing to stay, I would like to thank you all. "

Most of the remaining servants had received great kindness from Mrs. Jiang, and they all returned the favor in fear when they saw the young lady being so polite.

Many of them may not know what the decline of the Jiang family means, but in their hearts they are still willing to believe that the Jiang family will return to its peak.

"Jiang Ruo'an, you will be the housekeeper of my Jiang Mansion from now on. You will arrange all the matters in Jiang Mansion. Now that so many people have left, the Jiang family has no need for such a big house. Tomorrow you will take care of it and clean up the house. Sell ​​it. Then find a quiet place and settle down again."

"Yes, head of the family." Jiang Ruo'an replied. Rui Wenyue was also stunned when she heard him calling her family master.

Suddenly I thought that I was once a god who shouldered the responsibility of all the people in the world, but now taking the responsibility of this family is no easier than taking the responsibility of the whole world.

Rui Wenyue nodded and continued: "I will rebuild my spiritual roots this month and participate in the sect election in a month. If you have any questions, just ask the steward. If you really can't solve it, ask me again. "

After listening to Rui Wenyue's arrangements, the other servants followed Jiang Ruoan's lead and changed their tune: "Follow the master's instructions."

After Rui Wenyue said that, she took Bishui and left without realizing at all how shocked her words about reshaping her spiritual roots were to the other servants.

Jiang Ruo'an looked at her leaving figure and even suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. Reshaping spiritual roots is something that is almost only heard in legends.

Rumor has it that in order to reshape the spiritual root, one needs countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures to refine marrow-cleansing pills, and then go through the pain of shattering and reorganizing the muscles and bones of the whole body to have a chance of reshaping the spiritual root, and it is just an ordinary miscellaneous spiritual root.

But with Jiang Mansion's current downfall, how could it be possible to have Marrow Cleansing Pills? Even if the entire Jiang Mansion was sold, it still wouldn't be able to afford half a Marrow Cleansing Pill!

Jiang Ruoan's heart was full of mixed feelings. He was also a cultivator himself, and he also had some talents and was born with pure wood spirit roots. Now, even though he is only in his early twenties, he has already reached the early stage of foundation building.

If it weren't for the fact that he was too old and wanted to repay the kindness of the Jiang family, maybe Jiang Ruo'an would have chosen to participate in the sect's election when he was young.

Who can tell clearly about the things in life. Jiang Ruoan sighed and looked at the bright moon in the sky.

If the head of the family can really reshape his spiritual roots, then things may really change for Jiang Mansion.

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In the dead of night, Rui Wenyue meditated motionless on the bed.

Bishui was already sleeping soundly in the side room, but he was just a sixteen-year-old child. After struggling all day, he still fell asleep peacefully.

Rui Wenyue originally tried to incorporate the spiritual energy around her body into her body, but she had no spiritual roots and this body had no previous cultivation foundation. No matter how hard Rui Wenyue tried, she could not gather the spiritual energy.

too weak. Rui Wenyue shook her head. If it were her before, rebuilding her spiritual roots would be too simple.

Nowadays, the spiritual energy in the middle world is thin, and she has no spiritual roots. She cannot grasp even half of this spiritual energy, and she is trapped in an endless loop.

She fell into deep thought. She had been sleeping in the void for hundreds of thousands of years, and finally understood how to refine the power of the void.

But not long after, he was reborn in the body of this good-for-nothing Jiang Yao. She suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Although she was not in the void now, maybe she couldn't find and utilize the power of the void in the same way?

Rui Wenyue fell into samadhi again and carefully felt the aura that was floating outside the world. Finally, she caught a ray of lavender spiritual energy element and kept chasing it, drawing the energy into her body like a thread.

This strand of spiritual thread seemed to be continuously entangled in the dantian under Rui Wenyue's guidance, and kept spinning. From lavender to dark purple vortex.

When the morning light faded, Bishui woke up from the bed. She scratched her neck, sleepily got up and went to the kitchen to prepare hot water for the young lady to wash and change clothes.

As time passed, the sun gradually rose, and the bright sunlight entered Rui Wenyue's room as Bi Shui opened the door.

Bishui looked at the young lady who was in trance on the bed and couldn't help but widen her eyes. She rubbed her eyes fiercely, as if she couldn't believe what she saw.

At this time, Rui Wenyue, who was in trance, suddenly made a weak sound of explosion. Rui Wenyue slowly opened her eyes and exhaled a thick breath.

Successfully, her body has now formed a new spiritual root with the help of the power of the void.