"Sixu is checking with Chengxian Lingjun to see if the scorpion poison has been removed. If there is no problem, we won't force them, master and disciple, to stay here with me, Shui Yunkuo."
"Lingjun, please come this way."
Siyu led Chengxian Lingjun away, and Shui Miaomiao was waiting here.
"Little Junior Sister." Immortal Master Xianyan said, "What is behind you?"
He clenched his right hand tightly into a fist, slowly stretched it out, spread his hands and said innocently: "It's nothing."
"Ha~" Immortal Master Xianyan chuckled, sat upright, "Come here."
Shui Miaomiao reluctantly walked forward with small steps.
"I don't eat people, why are you nervous?" Immortal Xianyan stretched out his bone fan and placed it under Shui Miaomiao's right wrist.
"I think it's time for me to go see Master." Shui Miaomiao wanted to turn her back.
"Don't move." Immortal Master Xianyan said softly, and Shui Miaomiao was surprised to find that she really couldn't move.
Immortal Master Xianyan raised Shui Miaomiao's right hand with a bone fan, gently flicked Shui Yingyin on his wrist, and when he opened the bracelet, several fresh scars could be seen.
"what happened?"
Shui Miaomiao blinked her big eyes innocently.
"I have only fixed your body, but I have not banned you."
"Oh, really." Shui Miaomiao said aloud, "I thought I couldn't speak."
"Don't change the subject." The bone fan tapped Shui Miaomiao's wrist, "Say this."
"Who knows? It must have been a bug bite!"
"You are so afraid of bugs that you would let bugs get close to you?"
The hall was silent for a moment.
Immortal Master Xianyan shook his head, not intending to beat around the bush, and asked directly: "What's going on with your sense of smell?"
After blinking, Shui Miaomiao compromised, "I'll demonstrate it to the Immortal."
Xianyan Xianzun nodded, and Shui Miaomiao found that she could move again.
He bent his hand back and placed his fingers on his wrist. With a strong effort, he pulled out a streak of blood, which wrapped around his finger and disappeared.
Immortal Master Xianyan tapped his left eye socket twice, and another pupil appeared in his left pupil.
In the main hall, a red thread fell on the red fragrant fruit placed behind one side.
"How did you think of that?" Immortal Master Xianyan blinked his eyes lightly and removed the double pupil technique.
"It's nothing." Shui Miaomiao dispersed the red thread, "I also want to thank the Immortal Lord for letting Yi Yi and them take simple things, so that I can find the corresponding smell in my memory."
"You use blood to amplify the other four of the five senses to identify objects."
Shui Miaomiao nodded.
During the 30 to 40 years that I stayed at Tianyuan Peak, I practiced the mental method "Records of the Creation of Yuanshan Yuanshan" and the corresponding techniques appeared, such as the blood-cutting technique.
There is a technique that can control blood, but Shui Miaomiao has never used it. This thing has many limitations, and it can only control his own blood.
You can also control blood with the waterbending technique. Why should you learn this? You have to hurt yourself before using it.
Shui Miaomiao couldn't figure it out at first, but now she's looking at it.
There is something unique about this Blood Cutting Art. For example, the blood that is controlled by the Blood Cutting Art does not cut off the connection with oneself.
Shui Miaomiao was able to use the blood thread to amplify her other four senses and identify those items.
Shui Miaomiao didn't want to say more, and Xianyan Xianzun was too lazy to ask questions. He didn't care about this at all.
Didn't he let Shui Miaomiao know about Wen Renxian's physical condition because he wanted her to find a way to solve the problem quickly?
Of course, Xianyan Xianzun didn't have much expectations either.
I just didn't expect Shui Miaomiao to be able to solve it.
"Don't let Junior Uncle find out."
Immortal Master Xianyan used a bone fan to move the bracelet back to its original position to block the wounds.
Shui Miaomiao smiled, took back her hands and pulled her sleeves, and nodded.
"Then I'll go find Master!"
Immortal Master Xianyan waved his hand, and before Shui Miaomiao walked to the door, he suddenly shouted: "Little junior sister, are you doing this because you are worried about Wenrenxian, or simply because you don't want to be in debt."
Shui Miaomiao tilted her head and looked back, frowning, "Is there any difference to the Immortal Lord?"
For Xianyan Xianzun, there is naturally no difference. As long as Wenrenxian stops taking risks and finds something that can cure Shui Miaomiao's sense of smell, it will be fine. But for Wenrenxian, the difference seems to be a little bit Big.
With a slight sigh, Xianyan Xianzun waved Shui Miaomiao to leave.
Shouldn't he just ensure Wen Renxian's safety and steady cultivation? Why should he worry about his interpersonal relationships now?
I have been the mother-in-law of Shui Miaomiao for a long time, and now I want to be the mother-in-law of Wenrenxian too!
I don't care anymore, Xianyan Xianzun slumped in his seat. Anyway, Wenrenxian is out of seclusion now, so Shui Miaomiao will let him worry about it.
That's not right.
Wen Renxian’s cultivation has not recovered yet!
Mistress’ birthday party is about to begin again!
When I came to report that Wen Renxian had left hand in hand with Shui Miaomiao, I saw Xianyan Xianzun sitting at the top, laughing, getting angry, and breaking down, and slowly took back his steps. Do you want to shout? Let's take a look...
Wen Renxian is definitely a super qualified master.
Who dares to say otherwise? Shui Miaomiao can definitely go up and beat someone up.
But Wen Renxian always felt that he was incompetent.
You said that the disciple should be the one greeting the master every day, but Shui Miaomiao could see Wen Renxian outside the Yinyuetan house every day.
Wen Renxian didn't knock on the door, but stood outside the door.
Shui Miaomiao woke up and wanted to go out for a walk. As soon as she opened the door, she could see Wen Renxian.
Then Wen Renxian would ask about cultivation, answer Shui Miaomiao's confusion, and teach her a lot of new knowledge.
If Shui Miaomiao wakes up one day and is in a bad mood, Wen Renxian can tell it at a glance and will take Shui Miaomiao out to play without mentioning cultivation.
Immortal Master Xianyan could hardly bear to look at this doting person, and waved his hand and said: "Yiyi! Call Chengxian Lingjun here, we have to have a good talk about his own cultivation."
When I went to Tianyuan Peak to invite Wen Renxian, Wen Renxian was taking Shui Miaomiao to weed the flower garden in front of his cave.
"Master, is this really your first time growing flowers?"
Squatting in front of the colorful flowerbed, Shui Miaomiao felt envious and resentful in her heart. After thirty or forty years of hard work, she could not grow a single flower. Wenrenxian had only planted it for a few weeks, and now a flowerbed appeared, which she had been cultivating for several weeks. , then it would be a sea of flowers.
"Yeah." Wen Renxian nodded. Of course it was his first time planting flowers, but to ensure that he would not make any mistakes, he read almost all the books on flower planting in the Ancient Immortal Sect.
When I first arrived, I almost thought I was in the wrong place.
The cave that used to be solemn and solemn became overflowing with the fragrance of flowers, and even attracted three or four butterflies. Won't these foreign objects affect cultivation?
Of course, Yiyi didn't ask.
Wen Renxian was weeding aside, while Shui Miaomiao squatted aside and watched.
"Oh, it's dirty."
When Wen Renxian looked over, Shui Miaomiao took out a handkerchief and wiped the ashes from his face.
Subconsciously, Wen Renxian cut off the flower he was holding.
"Ah! It's broken." Shui Miaomiao pointed at the flower and said.
Wenrenxian came back to his senses and said in a panic: "This flower, this flower, is about to die. I give it to you."
"ha?"
The flowers are dying, so give them to me?
Shui Miaomiao didn't understand the logic behind this for a moment. She tilted her head and looked at Wen Renxian in a very obedient manner, "But this flower looks like it's blooming very well."
Wen Renxian didn't know what to say and looked away.
Okay, Shui Miaomiao stretched out his hands, "Then disciple, thank you master."
