Pei Xihe stood there, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
She hated this feeling so much.
The probing eyes of the people around her were naked and a bit funny, making her feel as if she was being roasted on a fire.
But did she do anything wrong?
………………
When she came to the task hall again, Meng Fuling was not in the queue. She had not finished the task she had received yesterday.
She glanced at the stars on the two blue marks on her wrist and couldn't help but curl her lips.
If I had known earlier, I would have accepted Pei Xihe's task. His contribution points would be two points higher than his own, and he could finish it in one afternoon.
In my heart, I still felt that Pei Xihe's words last night were just perfunctory.
What the hell is a mud-legged guy who was born as a mortal?
It was only because he was a disciple of Kunlun's outer sect and was from the opposite sect that he couldn't help but give her a good look.
Her father had many wives and concubines, and she grew up in the backyard. Even if she had a smooth sailing because of her qualifications to cultivate immortality, she would inevitably see many backyard fights.
She makes everyone smile, and she just hopes that she can have both sides of the world in the cultivation world, so that she can get the best development with her moderate qualifications.
She was delicate and cute, with a smile on her face. She did not line up in the queue and chatted quietly with the people around her, which did not affect the order. The senior brother in charge of the guard turned a blind eye.
Pei Xihe was young and the shortest in the queue, but she was not impatient at all in the long queue. She was thinking.
The magic can be adjusted to achieve the best effect.
So what about the "Qi Yang Jue" she practiced?
How was this technique created?
The elder said yesterday that Dharma Art was created to allow spiritual power to be transformed into one's own hands and eyes as one wishes.
That technique is to make your hands more flexible and your eyes brighter.
Why can't "Yangqi Jue" be adjusted by oneself to circulate the spiritual energy more smoothly and condense more refined spiritual power?
Her mind was a little confused. Even though she was smart, she was still only four years old. When she thought about these places that contained great secrets and was limited by her own vision and knowledge, she couldn't help but feel that her thoughts were stuck in a bottleneck.
I fell in all of a sudden, and suddenly realized that it was my turn.
She put away her inner doubts and difficulties and straightened her body.
Smiling at his senior brother: "Senior brother, I want the seventh task on your right."
She pointed out her finger. The senior brother had inevitably developed a bit of impatience after working so long and boringly, but seeing the little girl's sweet smile, she couldn't help but feel better.
The wooden sign was removed and turned into a star that fell on the blue mark between her wrists.
On the white wrist, there are blue mysterious lines with stars, which is very beautiful.
Pei Xihe touched his wrist, his eyes filled with smiles.
This task is to go to Baicao Garden to do odd jobs.
Four contribution points, but the workload is not heavy. You can also sort out the spiritual herbs in the Baicao Garden. The spiritual herbs book I read before requires practical exercise to master.
In this way, if I encounter any elixir in the future, I can identify it. If I encounter it but don't recognize it, and it slips out of my hands, that would be heartbreaking.
She walked out of the line, and the crowd was relatively quiet.
I looked everywhere, but I didn't seem to see Meng Fuling, and I didn't know where she was.
Pei Xihe thought about it. Meng Fuling had a lively personality and got along well with others. She thought it was great to be able to mingle with the people around her so easily.
But in fact, it's because Pei Xihe is smarter and sharper than ordinary people.
When Meng Fuling got along with her, she always felt that something was wrong. It was an intuition, a casual feeling that even Meng Fuling herself was not aware of.
She couldn't help but clenched her fists.
I wonder if she is too sensitive. In fact, she has been growing rapidly in the past few days since she came to Kunlun.
The knowledge that was limited to Peijia Village in the past was rapidly expanding. She thought to herself that no matter whether she was too sensitive or not, as long as nothing really happened, it would be good to maintain the superficial harmony.
She walked to the door of the mission hall.
Suddenly, Meng Fuling was seen. There was a little girl beside her. She looked about seven or eight years old and was much taller than her.
The two of them came straight towards her direction.
Meng Fuling held the girl's hand.
"Xiaohe, I finally see you."
As she said this, an unpleasant feeling suddenly arose in Pei Xihe's heart. She had been queuing up in the mission hall to receive missions. It was as if she was running around or deliberately avoiding her?
The girl next to her looked timid, but there was indeed an inexplicable sparkle in her eyes.
"Xiaohe, please help Xiaorou."
Pei Xihe was a little dizzy from this confusing situation.
"Sister Meng, what's going on?"
Only then did Meng Fuling speak eloquently.
This little girl's name is Xue Rou, and she is also a new outer disciple, but unfortunately she is only a third-class disciple.
She has four spiritual roots, the highest is four inches, and her talent is really poor.
Now that she has started, she wants to bring spirits into her body as soon as possible, but due to her limited talent, her progress is slow.
The Four Spiritual Roots are slightly better than the Five Spiritual Roots, which are called pseudo-spiritual roots, but they are more than dozens of times worse than the ordinary Three Spiritual Roots.
She exchanged the spirit stones and Qi Gathering Pills for a lecture in the teaching room, hoping to bring the spirit into her body as soon as possible.
It's a pity that her understanding is similar to her spiritual root qualifications, and she still only touched the threshold.
In fact, this is the normal state of third-class disciples.
Their qualifications and understanding are not strong. It will take several months to bring spirits into their bodies, and they may stop practicing Qi for the rest of their lives.
Pei Xihe already understood this, but she didn't know what it had to do with her?
She knew her own coldness, but this was also a common trait among people. How could she empathize with it if it hadn't happened to her?
At this time, Xue Rou looked embarrassed, but Meng Fuling comforted her in a low voice.
"Don't worry, Xiaohe is a very good person, she will help you."
What is this nonsense?
Pei Xihe felt something bad inside.
Meng Fuling turned to Pei Xihe and said softly.
"Xiaohe, didn't you get five contribution points yesterday? Anyway, we have just practiced Qi now, and it's not of much use. Why don't you go to the mission hall to redeem Xiaorou for a spirit-inducing pill and help her? Look, She is so pitiful."
Pei Xihe finally knew what he was planning.
She said almost subconsciously.
"I do not want."
Meng Fuling was surprised by Pei Xihe's reaction, and her eyebrows wrinkled slightly.
"Xiao He, as monks we have to care for our fellow disciples. What do you think?"
"Can't you be kinder?"
She raised her voice loudly. Originally, there was a huge flow of people at the entrance of the mission hall.
Now many people were looking at them, and their probing eyes made Pei Xihe's face red like a burning fire.
But she clenched her fists.
She raised her head, feeling a little aggrieved by this embarrassing scene, and her eyes were a little watery, but she didn't cry.
"Sister Meng wants to help others, and I totally agree with it, but why does Sister Meng care about my contribution?"
"In other words, why do you want to do good things? Why do you only ask me?!"
