Chapter XXXVII
Ming Chu stood up, quickly cleaned herself up, and went out with a small picture, she still had some questions to ask her master and ancestors. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
In the hall, Wuyan Zhenjun and Su Qianxi sat opposite each other, and at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he walked up to them, bowed, and said apologetically: "At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the ancestor and the master bothered." ”
Wuyan Zhenjun smiled and said, "Get up." ”
Seeing that her face was still pale, Su Qianxi frowned slightly, pulled her to her side, and asked, "Do you feel uncomfortable?" ”
Ming Chu shook his head, after washing the marrow, except for the fact that his body was a little out of strength, the whole person was a lot refreshed. Su Qianxi was still not at ease, so she released her sense and carefully checked it before letting go of her, "It's okay, just tell me if you feel unwell." ”
A warm current surged in the heart of the Ming Dynasty, and the previous anxiety dissipated a lot.
Needless to say, Zhenjun looked at the two of them with a smile in his eyes, with relief in his eyes, the little girl back then now has the appearance of being a teacher.
The atmosphere in the hall was harmonious and warm, and Ming Chu hesitated to say the question of Zifu at this time. Su Qianxi had been with her for a long time, and she could see at a glance that she had something to hide, her face changed slightly, and she said in a deep voice: "What's wrong?" ”
Ming Chu didn't want her to be so keen, so he had to tell the truth about the affairs of Zifu. After she finished speaking, the faces of both the master and apprentice sank, the Purple Mansion is where the Yuan Shen is located, and the second spiritual aperture of the monk's cultivation, if something goes wrong, this person will be considered ruined.
Wu Yan Zhenjun beckoned her over, stretched out his right hand to cover her head, and said in a gentle tone: "Don't resist, take it easy." ”
Ming Chu knew that he was going to check the Purple Mansion for himself, and closed his eyes obediently. Then she felt a trace of divine sense penetrate the Purple Mansion, and she clenched her fists, resisting the urge to expel it.
After his consciousness was withdrawn, Ming Chu was a little unsteady on his feet, and his face, which was not good-looking, became even paler. Su Qianxi helped her, and then stretched out two fingers to clasp on her wrists, sending some aura over, and her face was relieved.
"How?" Su Qianxi asked anxiously.
Wuyan Zhenjun didn't answer her immediately, and waited for a while before saying, "As she said, I didn't find any other abnormalities. ”
"What does the master think is the reason?"
"It's hard to say, it may be that she was born different from ordinary people, or it may be that she opened up the Purple Mansion too early, and her divine consciousness cultivation has not been reached."
At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, she was a little uneasy, and her ancestor, who was the true monarch of Yuanying, couldn't find out the results, so what should she do?
"Can it affect your cultivation in the future?" Su Qianxi asked the question she was most worried about, and Ming Chu waited anxiously for the answer of the true monarch, "At present, it seems that it should be fine." ”
Hearing this, Su Qianxi breathed a sigh of relief, touched her head and comforted her: "There is a master and a master, don't worry." ”
At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the hanging heart finally landed, and she figured it out, the situation was already like this, no matter how much she worried, it would be useless, she just added trouble to herself out of thin air. Besides, the ancestor didn't say that this must be a bad thing, maybe it was her chance. Thinking about it like this, my heart was really a lot easier, and Ming Chu showed a relieved smile.
Seeing that she had already been adjusted, Wuyan Zhenjun couldn't help but secretly appreciate her heart in his heart.
The matter was over, Su Qianxi went back to the room with Xiaotu, and sent Wuyan Zhenjun back to the house. On the way, she was still a little relieved, and confirmed to Wuyan Zhenjun again: "Master, is it really okay at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty?" ”
Wuyan Zhenjun glanced at her, and said slowly: "If you really care, it's chaotic, don't worry, that child is open-minded and blessed, and it will be fine." ”
Because of his words, Su Qianxi really put her mind at ease. She was a teacher for the first time, and she was her only disciple at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, so she naturally had to take more care.
"Remember the story I told you about the eagle when you were a child?" Hearing him mention this matter, Su Qianxi was puzzled.
"The eagle only broke its wings a few times, and after going through hardships before it could soar into the sky, the eagle had to let go ruthlessly. The avenue is not a smooth road, and once she sets foot on it, her identity is only that of a monk who fights for her life against the heavens. Needless to say, Zhenjun raised his head and sighed: "We are withering month by month, and now there are only three of our ancestors and grandchildren, not only your favorite disciple at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, but also my big disciple month by month, how to teach her, you must have a number in your heart." ”
Su Qianxi raised her head in shock, did the master say that she was still too loving and tolerant to Ming Chu?
The point stopped, and for the rest of the journey, neither the master nor the apprentice spoke again, Su Qianxi was reflecting on whether his teaching at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty had deviated all the way, and he didn't know what Zhenjun was thinking.
At the same time, in the cave house, there was also a dialogue between Ming Chu and Xiaotu.
After returning to the room, at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he found that today's Xiaotu was unusually quiet, and privately thought that it was worried about himself, so he smiled and comforted it: "Don't worry, aren't I okay now?" ”
Xiaotu glanced up at her, and then lay back on his stomach, rubbing his ears with his two front paws, looking very annoyed. Ming Chu knew that he would be wrong, and smiled awkwardly: "What's wrong with you?" ”
Xiaotu let go of his ears, looked up at her a few more times, and then ran to the side and rolled around on the quilt. Ming Chu grabbed it out and looked at it: "What's wrong with you?" ”
Xiaotu opened his eyes, but he didn't speak. At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he ran out of patience and said, "Don't you say that I went to cultivate." Then making a gesture that she really wanted to cultivate, Xiaotu hurriedly pressed the corner of her clothes, but because her weight was too light, she was easily overturned under the bed.
Ming Chu hurriedly picked it up, held back a smile, and asked it, "Can you say it now?" ”
Xiaotu was thrown coldly, a little depressed in his heart, and said listlessly: "It's not that I don't say it, but I think it's impossible." ”
Ming Chu was even more puzzled, "What do you mean?" ”
"There is a third possibility in your situation, but it's too unbelievable, and I'm not sure, so I just stopped talking about it a few times."
"What is possible?" Ming Chu straightened his face and asked.
"Do you know that in addition to human cultivation and demon cultivation in the immortal cultivation world, there is also spiritual cultivation, right?"
"Devotional? Didn't spirituality disappear from this realm as early as the last century? "Ming Chu didn't understand why it suddenly said this.
"Just because it's gone, it doesn't mean it's gone." Xiaotu continued, "The reasons for their disappearance are not recorded in detail in the classics that have been handed down today, but there is indeed no trace of spiritual cultivation in the cultivation realm for millions of years. ”
"What does this have to do with me?"
Xiao Tu looked ahead and replied lightly: "As the darlings of the Heavenly Dao, spiritual cultivation has a long lifespan and has an innate cultivation advantage, and it is easier for them to get closer to the origin of the Dao than human cultivation and demon cultivation. ”
It looked at Ming Chu and continued: "The Purple Mansion of spiritual cultivation is vast and boundless, so they pay more attention to the cultivation of the Yuan Shen. ”