With the passage of time, Yin Hua gradually lost some spiritual power, not only the consumption of the Ecstasy Mirror, but even the casting of the talisman seal and swordsmanship may not last long. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that after such a long time of observation, except for discovering the secret of the black round shell shield, Yin Hua has not found anything again.

Thinking of this, Yin Hua no longer hesitated, and after throwing out the maze mirror in his hand full of defensive talismans, he left without looking back.

And after Yinhua left about ten meters, the scene in front of her changed, she found herself on a wide flat ground, there were other monks who participated in this trial on the flat ground, among them, some monks woke up like Yinhua, and then closed their eyes and meditated on their own, most of them seemed to be in a deep nightmare, one by one their eyes were closed, their brows were furrowed, and some even had hideous faces.

Just when Yin Hua was a little puzzled, a gentle secret voice reached her ears: "Little girl, aren't you a loose cultivator?" ”

Yin Hua was taken aback when she heard this, and then looked in the direction of the voice, but was surprised to find that the person who had passed on the secret to her was actually the proprietress who made her clothes that day.

Looking at Yinhua's surprised expression, the proprietress chuckled at her and nodded.

Seeing this, Yin Hua thought for a while, then got up and walked towards the proprietress, and the proprietress didn't seem to expect Yin Hua to dare to do this, her eyes were full of surprise, and after a while, this surprise turned into appreciation.

At this time, Yin Hua had already walked in front of her, and after bowing respectfully, she asked, "Excuse me, how did the seniors see that the juniors were not loose cultivators?" ”

Hearing this, the proprietress smiled slightly, and did not immediately answer Yinhua's question, but opened her mouth to praise: "Little girl, she is not very old, but her courage is not small. ”

Hearing this, Yinhua's face turned red, and when the other monks were meditating silently, she came to the proprietress because of a sentence, and she was indeed quite courageous.

Next, the proprietress opened her mouth to answer Yinhua's question: "This is the answer." ”

Hearing this, Yinhua was a little confused, and after a little hesitation, she still looked at the proprietress with a puzzled expression.

Seeing the doubts in Yin Hua's eyes, the proprietress didn't mind continuing to solve her doubts: "Do you know what casual cultivation is?" It is that they rely on their own monks for everything, and compared to monks who have sects and families to rely on, every time they get a resource, they have to put in more than ten times the effort, and at the same time, they will also take ten times more risks. ”

"So they have always been very desperate for their lives, when they encounter danger, they will judge the degree of danger at the first time, if they are not too sure, they will not risk their lives, they will use the fastest speed, the most effective way to escape from danger at the first time."

"Sometimes they are very desperate, and if they are in danger and cannot extricate themselves, or if they are cornered, they will fight hard, and even if they risk their own lives, they will not make it better for the person or thing that took their life."

"But their most common appearance should be cautious, and they will not take the initiative to approach a strange monk who knows neither the details nor the depth because they have doubts."

After listening to the words of the proprietress, Yin Hua suddenly realized that her performance when she killed the black shell monster just now was seen by this proprietress.

At the beginning, she didn't run away, firstly, because she was unwilling to judge when the situation was unclear, and secondly, because of the pride in her heart, if there was a chance to deal with the black shell monster, she was unwilling to leave.

After that, she found that the black shell monster was not easy to deal with, so she turned around and left without hesitation, that is because she has a spirit stone and confidence, and she can easily give up the Ecstasy Mirror, and even if she loses the opportunity to enter the secret realm, she will not have too many regrets, not this time, just wait to participate in the secret realm of the Taibai Sword Sect.

And when she appeared in the square, as soon as she heard the voice of the proprietress, she took the initiative to come up, if it was an ordinary casual cultivation, even if she heard the words of others, if it was not necessary, she would never dare to make it in front of strangers at will, and would only wait for the stranger to take the initiative to find it after making all preparations.

After figuring out the key, Yinhua sounded a wake-up call in her heart, she has always felt that her life is full of twists and turns, so she has always been cautious, and she always thinks that she is cautious enough, at least, compared with the former Shanzhen and now Yang Qianxi, her performance is excellent.

But compared to the casual cultivation who has worked hard in the monk world for many years, her caution is very insufficient.

At this time, she remembered her-for-tat confrontation with the Heavenly Demon God Monarch outside Xianshui City, and remembered that she sat opposite the head of the house when she was in the Don't Forget Pavilion, and after thinking about it, the scenes of the past kept flowing in front of her eyes like water, but she could never go back, it turned out that she was able to live safely until now, in addition to her self-righteous prudence, there were countless lucks.

As for the reason, Yin Hua is very clear, in addition to the protection of the sect that the proprietress said, but also because of the imprint left on her by the other world, the indelible mark that penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

After all, she ushered in this moment, and she had to make a choice for the future path.

Just when Yinhua was deep in thought, the proprietress standing beside her saw some clues, and after a little thought, the proprietress still spoke: "What kind of monk do you want to become?" ”

This question was like a hammer, hitting Yinhua's heart hard, making her tremble, but also regained her composure, and she could think more deeply about the problem.

What kind of monk did she want to be? Perhaps, she never wanted to become a monk, all of this today can be said to be forced, and all the experiences, whether happy or sad, are not what she really wants, but because of the reality, she has to accept it.

And she has been avoiding the choice, not because of the reluctance in her heart, but if she continues to escape, she will one day be in danger because of today's escape, and she never feels that fate will always favor her.

It's just that even if it is a choice, let her give up the persistence in her heart, she is unwilling no matter what, at this time, she thought of Yang Zhenying, the woman who has always adhered to her heart, and her heart suddenly became firm.

And in the next moment, just like the baptism of the rainbow after the wind and rain, her cultivation began to float unconsciously, originally her cultivation was only one window paper from the seventh layer of condensation, and now, this window paper is about to be unable to hold on.

Looking at the bursts of fluctuations coming from Yinhua's body, the proprietress standing on the side smiled, she knew that the little girl in front of her was not ordinary, but she didn't expect that she could also use the breakthrough of her heart mood to drive the breakthrough of cultivation, so it is good, the higher the cultivation, the greater the grasp, the greater her hope, thinking like this, the smile of the proprietress is deeper.