"What does the pill refined by Tianxin Grass taste like?"

He Zhizhou leaned on the door panel with curiosity, watching Ningning swallow a round thing into his stomach.

She had no sense of ritual at all, as if she was holding a holy-level spiritual plant in her hand, but an ordinary candy.

“Minn candy.”

Ningning changed her face as soon as she finished speaking, and she added with a bitter face: "...it's a little bit of mustard."

"Then what?"

He Zhizhou scratched his head: "Doesn't there be any special feeling? For example, the small universe exploded, and the fighting spirit turned into a horse. I wish I could shout immediately, thirty years, thirty years, Hedong, and I don't want to continue being a human being from now on?"

This is all about it.

After the pill was in the abdomen, although it made the whole person feel refreshed, it did not seem to have any special effects.

The spiritual energy in her body was like a clear spring. Even if the pill went down, it caused a faint ripples, but it was just a fleeting wave. The ripples gently spread and faded silently, and from then on, there was no following.

"Maybe it takes a little reaction time."

Ningning looked down at her palms and didn't notice anything wrong. She wanted to continue talking, but she heard a sudden female voice: "Ningning, are you there--!"

Ningning's face changed.

Since the eldest brother told Zheng Weiqi that she had worked hard to practice the Golden Snake Sword Technique, the latter naturally thought that her junior sister was an equally true sword fool.

As the richest person in the personal Scripture, the eldest sister got money but lost her worries, thus understanding that people must have gains and losses in life.

After conveying this sentence of shocking the whole family to Ningning, Zheng Weiqi patted her on the shoulder meaningfully: "Similarly, if you want to improve your swordsmanship, you must sacrifice a lot of time and energy - come, continue practicing with me."

——That’s right. The senior brother and sister, whether they had discussed it or something, actually took turns to teach her in different ways.

Poor Ning Ning was young and had to experience uninterrupted mixed doubles for men and women. Now she is as tired as an old dog, and she really can't stand the trouble.

"Just say I'm out! Goodbye, goodbye!"

Ning Ning ran away after saying that, leaving no time for He Zhizhou to react. The reason why she was so anxious was that in addition to avoiding becoming a sword-wielding machine in the world again, there was another important reason.

The system released a new task, asking her to go to Qingxu Valley to find Wen Hemian.

In the original text, Pei Ji occupied the limelight of Xiaochongshan's secret realm. When the original owner learned about it, he was very angry and jealous and hated. However, according to his talent, he was far inferior to him. After thinking about it, he decided to go to Qingxu Gu to meet Wen Hemian.

——After all, from the saying that it was first and then come, if it weren’t for such a big change, Elder General, who met her at the foot of the mountain many years ago, was actually Ningning’s true master.

The original owner tried to use this to pretend to be close to please him, thereby extracting the remaining surplus value of the latter. Unexpectedly, the contempt he felt during the process of getting along naturally, and even if he tried his best to hide it, it was still mostly noticed by Wen Hemian.

This is described in the original work.

[Ning Ning smiled gently, but a trace of extremely cold disgust flashed in her eyes, and she didn't know that Wen Hemian was seeing it all.

She pleased and said, "Ning Ning has never forgotten that you are the first person to appreciate me. I wonder if there is still that blessing that can call you Master."]

After chatting for a while, the truth was revealed:

[Ning Ning didn't hide his intention: "I heard that Elder General Xing's swordsmanship is amazing. If I can get some tips, I will be honored."]

So Wen Hemian naturally hated her even more.

As the saying goes, hateful people must be pitiful. Thinking about this, the image of the original owner is really a bit too miserable.

After leaving her hometown to study, she ended up being despised by her senior brother. Her senior sister hated her. Her junior brother only thought she was a transparent person and was trying her best to make a fuss, but she never succeeded.

The failure rate is so high that I can simply take over the role of Big Big Wolf and go to the Qingqing Grassland to catch lambs. There is only one essential line: I will definitely come back.

Qingxu Gu and the last time I came, there was not much change. The shadows of trees intersected and the fragrance of flowers spread green. Ningning heard the familiar sound of the piano halfway through the journey.

Although there is still depression, compared to the hopeless despair last time, it still has a little more anticipation.

Just like the sunlight falling into the foggy jungle, the shallow light rays bloomed in the fog, dyeing bright colors, and suddenly breaking the empty and quiet atmosphere.

Suddenly the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

Wen Hemian saw her.

Elder General Xing, who was once a powerful man, has now become a sick person. When he sat quietly under the tree, his pale face was almost transparent by the sunlight.

He was wearing a light blue robe embroidered with snow-white cloud patterns, his long hair was neither tied nor tied, like the best brocade. His temples were cut like knifes, and his eyebrows were as cold as ink. His eyes were cold and deserted. The moment he faced her eyes, he showed a look of surprise.

Ning Ning came this time to ask someone for help, so naturally it was impossible to act domineeringly, so she smiled politely: "Elder Jiangxing."

Wen Hemian looked at her with a faint expression.

Since he met Ningning last time and received the letter from her again, he has thought a lot overnight.

Although he has lost all his cultivation, he has countless peerless techniques in his mind. This girl appears inexplicably. If everything is approached, it is just a situation she set up to deceive trust.

This is not impossible.

Or, for a useless person like him who is unwilling to approach, this possibility accounts for the vast majority.

Wen Hemian calmed down and listened to her continue, "Ning Ning never forgot that you are the first person to appreciate me. I wonder if there is still that blessing that can call you Master."

Master.

The young man laughed at himself in his heart.

After learning about her name, Wen Hemian finally realized why she felt a familiar aura in Ningning.

When he went down the mountain to eliminate demons, he accidentally met a girl with extraordinary qualifications. Out of love for talent, he had the idea of ​​accepting disciples. Unfortunately, her parents refused on the grounds that their daughter was too young, so this matter was put on hold.

Unexpectedly it was her.

Since Ningning knew that he had lost all his cultivation, he never came to visit him again. Instead, he participated in the selection of disciples of the Xuanxu Sword Sect and was caught by others at first sight.

It's a bit too late to talk about this now.

Ning Ning understood that Wen Hemian was not stupid. Seeing that he was unmoved, he knew that the other party must have seen through his purpose.

——This time she can finally be a villain, and she no longer has to worry about losing her car! Elder Wen, you are the most reliable!

This is a small step for the villains and a big step for Ningning.

She took a deep breath and chanted the deadly line seriously: "I--"

As soon as this word came out, Ning Ning realized something was wrong.

strangeness.

Why is the spiritual power in the body rushing around without being controlled... It seems that it can break through the bloodline and skin at any time.

No, no.

The medicinal effect of Tianxin Herbs does not come early or late, but it comes at this time?!

Wen Hemian sensitively sensed a trace of spiritual energy fluctuations.

Immediately afterwards, the fluctuations became more and more obvious, and the overflowing spiritual energy spread out in circles, chaotic and violent, with a strong momentum of tigers and wolves rushing, causing a gust of breeze.

The qi turned into wind, and the swaying rain of flowers blew down for a moment, blocking his eyes.

The petals fell, and Wen Hemian saw that the little girl not far away had changed her expression at some point, and her cheeks were half kneeling on the ground.

This is... After eating the elixir, the body cannot withstand the surge in spiritual energy in the body.

Could it be that she came here for this?

I noticed that my body was different, but I didn't know how to deal with it, so I didn't think too much about it... and asked him?

The young man stood up with his clothes, swept down a cluster of fallen flowers, then frowned and walked forward to Ningning.

The body was overturned, as if the tide suddenly rose in the middle of the night, but I didn't know how to resist, so I could only watch the flood break through the embankment and flooded into disasters.

The surging spiritual energy stirred the blood, and even the internal organs seemed to be incorrect. She gritted her teeth with discomfort. In a trance, she suddenly heard a clear voice like winter snow: "The energy sinks into the Dantian, activates the sea of ​​consciousness, and tries to gather spiritual power."

It's Wen Hemian.

It was so unlucky! I saw him being shot in the foot last time when I came here, but I didn’t expect it to be even worse this time. My body seemed to be playing with minesweeping, and I would explode with a slight accident.

Although he complained a few words in his heart, Ningning obediently obediently obediently and lowered his eyes to feel the existence of the sea of ​​consciousness.

It was an endless space, unlike the peace and silence of daily life, all kinds of thoughts rush around and become even more chaotic when mixed up by the turbulent spiritual energy.

"Don't hurry, breathe slowly. Imagine that there are many rivers in the body, and the spiritual energy is stored one by one."

Wen Hemian's voice resounded leisurely in his ears, and the huge waves in his body made Ningning almost breathless.

She barely clenched her palms and tried to absorb them as he said.

The sea of ​​consciousness is turbulent, and blood surging, gradually gathering and calming down with slow breathing. Every meridian in the body is like a river, containing the spiritual energy that is rushing everywhere.

When all the wind and waves subsided, Ningning was already sweating profusely.

"Are you better?"

Wen Hemian whispered: "Who asked you to take the pill?"

Ning Ning's mind was confused and she subconsciously replied: "My Master."

He paused, as if he felt a little aggrieved: "He had said before that he had first-class alchemy skills and had been taken aback by the Lord of Nichun as an apprentice."

——How did you make a good Tianxin grass look like this?

Wen Hemian seemed to laugh very gently: "Do you know what kind of person is the Lord of Nianchun?"
To be continued...