Shui Miaomiao was lying on the deck in a shape of "big". After all, there were only three people on this fairy ship: herself, Wenrenxian and Simu.
Looking at the clouds that were so close at hand, Shui Miaomiao raised her hand to scatter a cloud that was passing by her eyes. She never thought that her dream of roaming in the clouds when she was a child has now come true.
White clouds passed by her. Shui Miaomiao raised her hands, but she couldn't catch any of them.
There was a noise behind her. Shui Miaomiao guessed that it was probably Si Chu. After all, Wen Renxian was still cold there. Anyway, no matter who came, Shui Miaomiao's movements of raising her hands did not change, and she did not even look at him. past.
She stared at the clouds like a child, vowing not to stop until she caught a single cloud.
A cloud floated past Shui Miaomiao's fingers, and he hooked his fingers. He thought that the cloud would be scattered by him in the next second, but he saw it turned into a butterfly and stopped lightly on his fingertips. superior.
After staring at the butterfly for a few seconds, Shui Miaomiao smiled and said, "How can there be such a pure white butterfly?"
Sijun was convinced after hearing this. The white butterflies dispersed with his gesture, and a snow-white rabbit jumped down from the sky and landed on Shui Miaomiao's belly.
"It's still a lop-eared rabbit!" Shui Miaomiao sat up from the ground and carefully picked up the rabbit. It was so light that it was almost weightless. Presumably, it was just transformed from the cloud.
The little rabbit moved its three-petal mouth and placed a kiss on the tip of Shui Miaomiao's nose. Then it turned into clouds and mist, blocking Shui Miaomiao's sight.
The clouds and mist were carried away by the wind. When I looked up, the white clouds in the sky turned into animals. Elk, squirrels, peacocks... all of them were lifelike and jumping around.
Looking at the animals that turned into clouds all over the sky, Shui Miaomiao smiled foolishly, being coaxed like a child! Only fifteen years old... Just be a child like this...
The clouds in the sky returned to their respective places. The four girls looked at the scene in front of them in astonishment. How could Shui Miaomiao enter samadhi just like that?
He hurriedly turned back to the cabin and shouted: "Chengxian Lingjun!"
Chengxian Lingjun, also known as Wenrenxian, was sitting in the room looking at the neatly stacked Thousand Feather Crane cloaks on the table.
Yesterday, Wen Renxian saw that Shui Miaomiao looked much better and felt that it was time to talk about some things.
"Miaomiao, come and take a look."
Shui Miaomiao, who was still wearing the Thousand Feather Crane cloak, touched the collar for a moment when she saw the velvet ball taken out by Chengxian Lingjun. She didn't know whether to put her hand down or continue.
After patting the fluff at the collar a few times, Shui Miaomiao touched the hair on the side, rolled it behind the ear, and said innocently: "It seems to like shedding very much."
Wen Renxian was speechless. He curled up his lips as he listened to Shui Miaomiao's innocent words.
"Did you know that the Thousand Feathered Crane Cloak is only owned by Xianyan Immortal?"
"Is that so?" Shui Miaomiao pretended to hear it for the first time and said in surprise: "Then it's very precious, so I can't have it."
Shui Miaomiao reluctantly touched the down on her collar and took off her crane cloak.
Wen Renxian hesitated after seeing the expression on Shui Miaomiao's face. He took out the velvet ball himself, not to accuse the teacher, but just to remind Shui Miaomiao to be more careful in doing things.
I originally thought that Shui Miaomiao was a shrewd person who knew what I was talking about without having to say much, but now it seems that Shui Miaomiao really doesn't understand.
Shui Miaomiao took off the crane cloak and put some distance between herself and Wen Renxian.
When Wen Renxian took out the velvet ball, Shui Miaomiao understood almost instantly that he was wearing this crane cloak the night he ruined Wang Ren's face.
Shui Miaomiao then made up his mind to pretend to be stupid as long as Wen Renxian didn't clarify his words.
Wen Renxian stared at Shui Miaomiao's innocent face. People in this world of gods and demons are sinister. If Wang Ren seriously injured Shui Miaomiao's soul, but Shui Miaomiao only ruined Wang Ren's face, he was considered very kind.
Shui Miaomiao took off her crane cloak, folded it, and put it on the table, but her hands were touching the down irregularly.
He looked like a child who wanted to steal candy but had no courage. Shui Miaomiao was only fifteen years old and a child. Wang Ren and Gong Ge were involved in this matter. It was not clear who was in charge.
After all, the child has a fearless nature. He followed Gong Ge and dared to find trouble with Wang Ren. Wang Xing also presented most of the evidence in front of him and didn't know what happened.
Forget it, Shui Miaomiao's innocent nature is not bad, but she doesn't know how long it can last, and Wen Renxian can't bear to destroy it.
For a person like Wang Ren, no amount of retribution would be too much, so it was better not to bring it up so as not to upset Shui Miaomiao.
Anyway, Shui Miaomiao is my apprentice, I can handle anything. Suddenly enlightened, Wen Renxian smiled and shook his head, then snapped his fingers, and the fluff was burned to ashes by the fire.
Then Wen Renxian raised his hand and rubbed Shui Miaomiao's head.
Shui Miaomiao's face was dazed after being rubbed. Did he create some strange personality again? Anyway, after Wen Renxian had finished rubbing her, Shui Miaomiao showed a sweet smile, made an excuse casually, and hid. Wen Renxian spent the whole night, but after all, he still felt a little guilty.
Wen Renxian naturally noticed Shui Miaomiao's abnormality, but he didn't know why. He could only feel depressed alone in the room, reflecting on whether he, as a master, had done something wrong.
Suddenly hearing Si Nu's voice, Wen Renxian immediately stood up, took the crane cloak on the side, and looked at Si Nu who broke into the door, "Miaomiao, is she feeling uncomfortable again?"
He shook his head and pointed outside. He was at a loss for words and didn't know how to describe Shui Miaomiao's current situation.
Running to the deck, Wen Renxian looked at Shui Miaomiao who was in trance and couldn't believe it, "She is actually building a foundation!"
"How is this possible!" Si Yan has been following Xianyan Immortal Lord for a long time, and has never seen anyone who can build a foundation so easily. Only when he has entered the foundation building stage can he be considered a formal practitioner. Building a foundation is not considered dangerous after all. Tribulation blocks.
But it's difficult. Even people with good talent can hardly build a foundation in five or six years. What's more, the pain of washing the essence and marrow during foundation building is unbearable. After all, before building a foundation, you are just a mortal body.
But it doesn’t matter if you fail in foundation building. It’s just a matter of starting over and practicing for five or six years. Who among the world has not failed once or twice in foundation building?
Chengxian Lingjun seemed to have established the foundation in one fell swoop back then, but it was rumored that Chengxian Lingjun also showed signs of failure at that time and relied on the rare treasures of heaven and earth to stabilize his position.
But now, what about searching for rare treasures in the world?
"I can't think of that much anymore." Throwing the crane cloak in his hand to Si Nu, Wen Renxian formed a seal with his hands and sorted out the messy spiritual energy around Shui Miaomiao.
With the help of Wen Renxian, Shui Miaomiao broke through the foundation building at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then in the middle and late stages of foundation building, spiritual energy gathered crazily, and there was a faint tendency to break through and reach the consecration stage.
The spiritual energy raged and ruffled the clouds in the sky. In a trance, the clouds in the sky turned into familiar faces, and they rushed to utter evil words.
"If you hadn't been unable to get married, the old man wouldn't have been so angry that he was hospitalized."
"If you hadn't been unable to get married, your mother wouldn't have rushed over."
"It's just because no one wants you and your parents feel disgraced that you pass away."
"It's just because no one wants you that they will die with their eyes open."
"······"
"No, it's not like that!" Shui Miaomiao screamed, "You are talking nonsense! Confusing right and wrong!" Shui Miaomiao wanted to escape, but there were clouds everywhere in the sky and the earth, and they surrounded Shui Miaomiao and forced her to admit.
Shui Miaomiao covered her ears.
Why did the spiritual energy suddenly become chaotic? Wen Renxian frowned and squinted, looking at the spiritual energy that seemed to be angry. They were as sharp as knives, surrounding Shui Miaomiao, and cut out a piece of flesh and blood with the knife.
The wind wrapped the blood beads and hit Wen Renxian on the face.
"What should we do!" Sijun just stood aside anxiously. This kind of situation is really rare. It stands to reason that Shui Miaomiao has reached the foundation building stage, and it is not difficult to go from the foundation building stage to the consecration stage.
Wen Renxian bit the index finger of his right hand, painted the formation with blood, and forcibly restrained the spiritual energy.
"My good daughter."
Mother! It was her mother's voice. Shui Miaomiao relaxed and put down her hand.
What I heard was a harsh ridicule, "Hahahaha, I'm still looking for my mother! You're only fifteen years old, but you will grow up eventually, and you will still become the old girl no one wants, and this time you will be angry to death who!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, Shui Miaomiao's vision went dark and she fainted.
"Miaomiao." Wen Renxian knelt down next to Shui Miaomiao, took the crane cloak from Sijun's hand, and carefully covered Shui Miaomiao, who was full of scars and half-clothed.
"The pulse is disordered and the breath is weak." Si Jun diagnosed the pulse and passed his finger across a wound on Shui Miaomiao's hand that was still bleeding. His expression changed drastically, "Miaomiao's foundation building was too sudden and unorganized, and she absorbed too much spiritual energy. Clutter.”
Sijun looked at the wounds on his fingers and said helplessly: "The spiritual energy is still raging in Miaomiao's body and cannot be driven out."
