Li Wuxia was startled when he saw the person coming, "Little junior sister, have you reached the perfection of your golden elixir?"
Fu Zhu nodded calmly, then glanced at the handsome third senior brother, "But the third senior brother's state has not changed."
It was the early stage of Nascent Soul at that time, and it is still the early stage of Nascent Soul after returning now.
The corner of Li Wuxia's mouth twitched slightly. What was the junior sister saying? Realm naturally becomes more and more difficult the further you go.
However, her golden elixir was perfected, and Li Wuxia was still happy for her, "Senior brother will give you some gifts later."
"Miss Lan Ruo, please take care of me first."
The girl Jiansheng assured: "Senior brother, please feel free to go."
Fu Zhu turned around and walked towards Zhuang Lanruo. Seeing that she was still wearing a veil, she couldn't help but wonder. With the alchemy skills of the third senior brother, refining Chunhe Dan was just a piece of cake. Could it be that he hadn't repaired the girl's face yet?
Zhuang Lanruo, who was confused by the girl, said softly, "But is there anything wrong?"
After all, it was the third senior brother who was at fault. Fu Zhu whispered: "Miss Zhuang... is the injury on your face not healed yet?"
So that’s what happened. Zhuang Lanruo breathed a sigh of relief. She raised her hand and took off her veil, with a smile in her autumn eyes. "Master Li Xian's wonderful rejuvenation has healed all the scars on my face."
She had looked in the bronze mirror and stroked her cheek. Her face had not changed, but she was much more delicate than before.
After Fu Zhu saw her face clearly, Zhuang Lanruo raised her hand to put on the veil and explained softly: "Although it's better, there is still less wind these days, so I wear the veil."
Fu Zhu nodded in agreement, "It should be so."
"Third Senior Brother may be gone for a long time. Miss Zhuang, please come and sit in my yard." Fu Zhu invited.
She promised Third Senior Brother that she would take care of Miss Zhuang, so she would naturally do her best.
Zhuang Lanruo smiled and nodded.
As soon as we entered the courtyard, the howling cold wind stopped.
There is a tall apricot tree, which is full of snow-white flowers and looks very beautiful.
Fu Zhu went into the room and poured a cup of hot tea out, then handed it to Zhuang Lanruo, "I saw that the girl's lips turned white. I think it was the cold wind that blew a lot on the way up the mountain with my sword. Let's drink a cup of hot tea to warm up first!" "
Zhuang Lanruo did feel a little uncomfortable due to the cold wind. The cloak could only block the wind, but he was still cold inside.
She held the hot tea and took a slight sip to moisten her dry lips. Then she drank the tea and her cold hands gradually became warm.
"Thank you, Fairy Fu Zhu." Zhuang Lanruo thanked her softly.
The girl said seriously: "You are Third Senior Brother's benefactor, just call me Fu Zhu."
Zhuang Lanruo smiled bitterly and laughed at himself, "Not really a benefactor."
She looked at the clear and pure girl and said slowly: "Actually, Master Li Xian doesn't owe me anything."
In a hurry that day, the third senior brother only gave her a general explanation. In fact, Fu Zhu was not very clear about what happened between the two.
Seeing that Zhuang Lanruo seemed to be interested in telling the story, Fu Zhu became a quiet listener.
"There is a small sect at the foot of the mountain called Qizong. The leader of Qizong is greedy and lustful. In order to curry favor with the leader of Qizong, my family sent me away." Zhuang Lanruo's tone was very calm and unruffled.
It was just that there was a slight fluctuation when she was talking about what happened next. She raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly, "I met Master Li Xian on the way to Qizong by my parents."
"The people from Qi Zong were taking me back to the sect. They noticed the sound of fighting in the distance and were about to take a detour. A sword energy flew through the air. Although they resisted with all their strength, they all died."
"Because someone was protecting me, I just hurt my face." Zhuang Lanruo narrowed her eyes and raised her hand to touch the wound from the previous sword mark. "Women love beauty, so it is hard to accept having their face hurt."
"With nowhere to go and feeling discouraged, I just wanted to see that stunning sword. Even if I die in the melee, I won't regret it."
Then she saw the man who wielded the sword. He was elegant in blue robes, and his every move was sizzling and romantic.
He fought alone against seven or eight people, but he didn't look embarrassed.
She saw someone sneaking up on the green-robed sword cultivator, and thinking that there was nothing she could miss in the world, she blocked the attack for him, as a way of repaying him with the sword.
Fu Zhu didn't know what to say. She really didn't know how to comfort people.
Zhuang Lan smiled nonchalantly and turned to look at the girl, "Tell me something about your mountain."
Apart from practicing, Fu Zhu paid little attention to external matters. She turned her head and thought for a moment, then asked, "What do you want to hear from Miss Lan Ruo?"
Zhuang Lanruo seemed to have something he wanted to ask for a long time. He said without thinking about it, "I heard that people can cultivate only if they have spiritual roots. Fu Zhu, tell me about spiritual roots."
Fu Zhu still knows this problem, and starts from the beginning slowly, "There are five elements of spiritual roots, which correspond to metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. There are three mutant spiritual roots, namely ice, thunder, and wind."
"Most people's spiritual roots are a mixture of five or four attributes, which are called waste spiritual roots or false spiritual roots. Three spiritual roots and below can be cultivated, which are called true spiritual roots. The fewer spiritual roots, the more talented The better.”
Fu Zhu added: "Of course, spiritual roots that coexist with two mutually incompatible attributes, such as water and fire, cannot be cultivated."
Zhuang Lanruo asked curiously: "Why is the fewer spiritual roots the better? Although the cultivation of more spiritual roots is a bit slower, as long as you spend more time, wouldn't it be advantageous to reach the same state?"
Fu Zhu said softly: "Miss Lan Ruo, please lend me a cup."
Although Zhuang Lanruo didn't understand the purpose of the talisman beads, he still handed the empty cup to her.
"The so-called multiple spiritual roots refer to the attributes of the spiritual roots, not the number of spiritual roots." He pinched the talisman beads and introduced the spiritual energy into the cup. Five-colored light spots suddenly appeared in the empty cup.
"These light spots are the five elements of spiritual energy, all crowded in the cup, chaotic and disorderly, so the five spiritual roots are also called miscellaneous spiritual roots."
The girl shook it gently to drive away some of the light spots, and the cup was half empty. Soon, two kinds of spiritual energy, gold and water, poured in, occupying half of the world. "This is like the two spiritual roots of gold and water."
The next moment, more water spiritual energy poured in, squeezing out part of the golden spiritual energy. "At this time, the two spiritual roots of gold and water are still the main water."
Zhuang Lanruo gradually understood. The talisman beads dispersed all the golden spots, and there was only water spirit breath in the cup. "This is a single water spirit root."
Fu Zhu tilted the cup and poured out the water spirit she had captured from the spiritual energy. With her fingertips slightly, the cup was filled with clear and unsullied water.
"Lingual roots have purity. The more pure and flawless the spiritual roots are, the better. When the purity of a single spiritual root reaches the full value, it is the heavenly spiritual root."
"Compare this glass of water to a water spiritual root. It is pure and clean at this time. It is a heavenly spiritual root." Fu Zhu said, picking up a grain of dust from the ground and putting it into the water. "The grain of dust just now will not cause any damage." The whole glass of water changes, but no matter what, it can't be called a heavenly spiritual root, it can only be regarded as an excellent single water spiritual root."
The reason why twin spiritual roots cannot become heavenly spiritual roots is because two attributes coexist and are destined not to be pure.
The world has never heard of the existence of dual-attribute heavenly spiritual roots.
Dao likes purity.
Therefore, I also prefer the purest Tianling Root, which has the fastest cultivation speed and no bottlenecks in forming pills. Even if a single spiritual root that is not pure enough takes over one of them, Heaven will treat it differently.
The same is true for kendo.
There is purity and impureness.
Only the purest swordsmanship is the swordsmanship that Fu Zhu pursues.
Because many people are still a little confused about spiritual roots, I would like to explain this
