"I didn't punish the three of them today, do you know why?"

In the face of the Venerable Master's question, although Wang Mei's emotions were still affected by the conversation before, he still tried to think, and the Venerable Neon Shang was obviously not in a hurry, just waited patiently with a blank face. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a while, Wang Mei said in a low voice:

"My mother-in-law wants me to deal with them with my own hands, not by external forces, but by my own true cultivation. ”

After she said this, she raised her head, and a pair of phoenix eyes looked straight into the eyes of the Venerable Neon Dress, and the flashing brilliance in them made the Venerable Neon Shang stunned, and after a short period of stunned, the corners of the lips on her wrinkled face, which she had never smiled, hooked up:

"Yes, the children can be taught!"

She didn't teach Xuan Nian a lesson just now, on the one hand, Xuan Nian is the son of an old man, and on the other hand, she also has the intention of educating Wang Mei and letting Wang Mei have one more trial stone.

From the first time she saw Wang Mei, she knew that this girl's qualifications were extremely good, only the temperament was too rigid in the intrigue of mortals, cultivators, and did not need intrigue, strength was the root of crushing everything!

Seeing that Wang Mei had understood what she meant, she didn't say anything more, and took Wang Mei to the law office. The Law Office is a remote garden in a continuous palace.

The ruins are also divided into four seasons, and at this time it is the autumn and summer insects are still not stiff, and the Venerable Neon Dress leads Wang Mei to a rose garden in the garden, and instructs:

"There is a guqin among these Assassins (Note 1), and you should look for it, and don't hurt the flowers. ”

"No!" Wang Mei agreed, and then began the process of looking for the guqin in the moonlight. The Assassin was called an Assassin because the stem of the flower was covered with sharp barbs, which could easily cut through the skin if not careful.

As a cultivator, although Wang Mei's body hair and skin are stronger than ordinary people, he cannot be stronger than steel. She was careful enough, but she was still covered in blood from the barbs.

The tiny scratches hurt faintly on her body, and the most uncomfortable thing was that she couldn't stop searching, and those wounds that weren't too deep were eventually bloodied when they were repeatedly pricked by different rose barbs.

Fortunately, the guqin was not hidden too deeply, and after about a quarter of an hour of trekking among the flowers, Wang Mei found the guqin with its reflective strings.

The location of this guqin is also extremely tricky, there are many roses on top of it, and it is almost an impossible task to take out the guqin without hurting the flowers.

The Venerable Master stood outside the flower garden, looking at Wang Mei who was thinking in front of the guqin, her eyes crossed with admiration, she knew the density of these rose thorns, and she also knew the pain it could cause when it scraped on her body.

What's more, with her eyesight, she had long seen that the clothes on Wang Mei's body were just transformed by divine consciousness, and if it was said that resisting divine consciousness or spell attacks might still be effective, but if it was such an injury as a rose thorn or a tree vine whip, it would be almost useless.

Therefore, Wang Mei's resilience to be able to keep silent throughout the whole process made her very satisfied and happy. The heart of the apprentice who had not been accepted for thousands of years suddenly gave birth to the meaning of love at this time, but thinking of the words of Tianji before his death, and the domineering style of Xuanfeng, the Venerable Master Nishang finally extinguished the heart of the apprentice that had just been ignited.

I don't know the mental journey of the Venerable Ni Shang, Wang Mei has already started to clean up the flower stems at this time. She bent down slightly, taking a closer look at where the guqin was.

Although the rose garden is located in the garden, but in the ruins of the Xuanchengmen that have been closed for thousands of years, there is no such work as the children of the outer door or the gardener, and the roses in this garden have long been no neatly divided. Their flower stems are intertwined, and they are vying for the territory of the sun.

Directly above the guqin, there is such a situation, several rose stems have been completely entwined, with the support of their companions, they have coiled upward, and there are even two new buds waiting to be released at the top.

The moonlight was not bright enough, and Wang Mei could only determine the approximate position of the guqin through the strings that reflected the cold light, but the size and thickness of the guqin could not be determined at all under such light.

So she could only grit her teeth and carefully put her arm through the gap between the flower stems, and when she finally determined the specific size of the guqin, her originally white and immature arms had been scratched with thorns and blood.

After all, the hard work paid off, and the burning pain in her arm was still worth it, because when she found the tail of the piano, a gap with almost no flower stems growing was seen by Wang Mei.

Almost without hesitation, she reached out and leaned in, but Wang Mei only felt a stiffness in her body, followed by a pain that penetrated her senses, and the numbness that seemed to have been struck by lightning spread all over her body, so that she could not even retract her arms.

This is......

The next moment, Wang Mei felt that his body was light, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw the face of the Venerable Master Ni Shang without an expression full of wrinkles. There was no anger on this face at this time, but it was unusually calm.

"You've just touched the Lightning Strike Grass, and if you don't get it out as soon as possible, I'm afraid your life will be in danger. ”

After a day of getting along, Wang Mei also understood that the Venerable Ni Shang's temperament was like this, and she was not dissatisfied with her performance, so she asked without hesitation:

"Please teach me how to break through the rose bushes and how to dodge the attack of the lightning grass. ”

Seeing Wang Mei open his mouth to ask, a rare smile appeared in the eyes of the Venerable Master Nishang - this child listened to her words, no longer just blindly arbitrary, can humbly seek advice, can know advance and retreat, such a disciple, I believe that no one will not like it.

"The Rose Path is not without a road, but your body is not flexible enough, and you can find a solution to the problem of lightning struck grass by yourself. We'll start the practice tonight. ”

Passing the Rose Path itself is her test of whether Wang Mei can listen to her own teachings, obviously Wang Mei has understood her intentions at this time, so she will not say more.

"But now, you need to treat the wounds on your body, these roses are not extraordinary, you are injured now, you still need to be treated. ”

At the same time, the distant Xunqu echoed in the night of the garden, and a little green light flashed from where the Xunqu passed, especially Wang Mei, who was closest to the Master of Nishang, was almost surrounded by this green point of light, and a hot skin was as cool as if it had been washed by a clear spring.

Note 1: Another name for roses in ancient China. Because of the collection of sharp hedgehogs on the stems of roses, the Chinese figuratively regarded them as "heroes" and called them "assassins".