Jiang Fan found a futon, sat down cross-legged, rested his chin on his hand, and looked at the girl with interest.
I saw the senior sister with her eyes closed, her expression calm and quiet, and a few strands of black hair on her forehead drifting faintly with the swirling spiritual energy vortex.
It is pleasing to the eye and delicious to eat.
Jiang Fan sat there, just asking about the fragrance emanating from the girl, and his mind became much calmer without realizing it.
Time passed slowly, and with the beautiful senior sister accompanying him, Jiang Fan didn't feel bored.
About half an hour later, he saw the girl's eyelids move, and then slowly opened them, revealing a pair of faint green eyes.
Sikong Yueling was not surprised to see Jiang Fan by his side.
Her spiritual consciousness had long noticed the movement the other party made when he pushed the door open.
Because she was someone she trusted, the girl did not react.
Sikong Yueling turned her head and looked at Jiang Fan, with a little doubt in her beautiful eyes.
If it were normal, if he saw himself in a state of cultivation, the other party would probably not intrude.
Jiang Fan noticed the doubts in his senior sister's eyes and did not rush to answer. Instead, he smiled and said hello:
"Good morning, senior sister~"
The girl was stunned for a moment and responded hesitantly:
"Good morning."
She was a little unaccustomed to this novel way of saying hello.
Jiang Fan looked at the metal disc in front of his senior sister that no longer hummed and rotated due to the lack of spiritual power, and asked his inner doubts:
"Senior sister, what is so special about this ancestral magic weapon of Uncle Luo's family? I saw that after you activated it, the speed of cultivation seemed to increase several times."
When Sikong Yueling heard the words, he turned his eyes to the disc, stretched out his slender hand to pick it off from the air, put it in front of his eyes, opened his lips lightly, and replied:
"In the past few days and nights, I have tried several methods and finally briefly awakened the sleeping weapon spirit in this magic weapon."
"After communicating, the tool spirit told me that its true form is called the Seven Attributes Pure Spirit Plate."
"Seven Attributes Pure Spirit Plate?"
Jiang Fan stared at Yuanpan and scratched his head, obviously confused.
The girl nodded slightly and continued:
"The function of this magic weapon is to create a cultivation space within ten feet of the user's body where only a single attribute of spiritual energy exists."
"A training space where only a single attribute of spiritual energy exists?"
Jiang Fan was stunned, and his mouth began to slowly open.
"Doesn't that mean..."
The girl nodded and took over the conversation:
"You guessed it right, the seven-attribute pure spiritual disk can separate any of the seven common mixed spiritual energies in the world. If a monk uses this magic weapon to assist in practice, the speed of practice can be increased by up to seven times."
When Jiang Fan saw his senior sister saying this, there was a hint of regret in his eyes:
"Unfortunately, this thing requires a Golden Core Realm monk to exert its full power,"
"With my current cultivation level in the late stage of Foundation Establishment Realm, if I increase it three times, it will already be the limit."
Jiang Fan took a breath when he heard this.
What is the concept of seven times the speed of practice?
Even the foundation of the Spiritual Heart Valley, the Immortal Spirit Cave, which is known as the holy realm of cultivation, can only increase the monk's cultivation speed by about five times at best.
His eyes were complicated, he looked at the disc in the hands of his senior sister, and murmured:
"I didn't expect such a small disc to be able to suppress the fairy cave in Lingxin Valley..."
Sikong Yueling was slightly shocked when she heard this. She smiled, shook her head and said:
"Junior Brother Jiang Fan, you may have misunderstood. This magic weapon is not as powerful as you think. The pure spiritual energy space it creates is only enough for one person to use."
"Once one more person is added, the bonus to the cultivation speed will be halved. Compared with the Fairy Cave that can provide training for hundreds of people at the same time, it is still far behind."
"Furthermore, this magic weapon is only a golden elixir realm magic weapon. Once the user breaks through the golden elixir and advances to the spirit gathering realm, this magic weapon will be useless."
When Jiang Fan heard this, the shock in his heart subsided a lot.
He thought for a while and sighed:
"Even so, it is an incredible magic weapon. No wonder it is coveted by others. Old man Luo has been incognito for twenty years and he is still unwilling to let it go."
"Uncle Luo, it seems that he is indeed a big shot! Senior sister, have you ever heard of the master weapon refiner named Mo?"
Sikong Yueling pondered for a moment and shook his head.
"Never heard of it."
"That's right. After all, he was a figure from two hundred years ago. No matter how famous he was at that time, by now, he should have been lost in the long river of time."
Jiang Fan thought for a while and asked:
"By the way, I have been busy with Ye Song's affairs these days. How are Luo Wenwen and Uncle Luo doing?"
Speaking of the little girl and Old Man Luo, Sikong Yueling thought for a moment and said:
"I asked my people to arrange a separate residence for them and my grandson. I have been busy with Ye Song these past few days, and I almost forgot about them..."
After hearing what the senior sister said, Jiang Fan suggested:
"Senior sister, while we are free now, why don't we go over and take a look?"
The girl nodded and replied:
"That's fine."
The two made up their minds and stood up immediately.
Sikong Yueling put the Seven Attribute Purification Spirit Plate in her hand into the jade storage bracelet, and walked out of the bamboo building with Jiang Fan.
The journey was not far, and it was not an important matter. Neither of them used their spiritual power. Instead, they directly moved their legs and walked slowly on the ground.
It only took a few minutes to walk along a small road.
After turning a corner, under a tall old tree with a trunk full of knots, the residence of Mr. Luo and the little girl came into view.
Jiang Fan looked over and found that the bamboo building in front of him was quite similar to Qingxinyuan where his senior sister lived.
Same materials, same structure.
It's just that the people living inside are different.
Sikong Yueling noticed the doubts in the eyes of the people around him and explained:
"This bamboo building is where I lived when I first took over Yueling Island."
"But later... I realized that this place was on the roadside, and there were too many pedestrians coming and going every day. Since I like peace and quiet, I moved to the current location of Qingxinyuan."
"This place has been empty since I left. Now that Wenwen and the others have settled in, some of the fireworks have been restored."
Having said this, the girl gathered a few strands of black hair on her forehead that had been blown away by the morning breeze.
"Wenwen is not old now, and it's time for her to be playful and active. Old man Luo is also old, so he specially arranged this place so that the two of them can talk to passers-by every day to relieve their boredom without too boring."
When Jiang Fan heard what his senior sister said, he understood in his heart.
He nodded and replied:
"Senior sister is really thoughtful..." Halfway through his words, he saw the bamboo building under the tall old tree, and the door was suddenly pushed open from the inside.
Old man Luo walked out with a basin of steaming water, followed by Luo Wenwen, who looked confused and rubbed her eyes.
The little girl must have just woken up from her sleep, her eyes were bleary-eyed, and there was a trace of saliva that had not been wiped off at the corner of her mouth.
"Wenwen, come here and wash up quickly."
Old man Luo put down the basin, holding a towel in his hand, and called the little girl softly.
After hearing this, Luo Wenwen walked up to the old man with half-open eyes and yawned.
When Jiang Fan and Sikong Yueling saw this scene, they both showed a little smile on their faces.
