Nuomi herself is not too willing to publicize her name.

I don't know if this is a little cowardice in her life back then, or some other reason, she just doesn't want to be too public. If it weren't for the last resort, she even hoped that she would hide in a small corner and be able to live in peace.

It's a pity that now when she sees the pillar every day, she feels that her wish may be difficult to achieve.

The pillar no longer spoke. No matter what she said to the pillar, the pillar did not react, as if it had sealed its heart and soul back, and did not respond to external stimuli.

Even if someone occasionally talked about Lin Luo in the sect and was heard by the pillar, he didn't see that the pillar didn't care at all.

If it weren't for the fact that when the two of them were alone in the room, the pillar would still show a little emotion, and Nuomi really felt that what he was guarding in front of him was a quiet puppet, and he didn't have half of his soul.

The pillar is just like the wooden kui of the year, and the glutinous rice feels very weak.

Mu Kui didn't belong to her, she saw Mu Kui recover little by little under Ye Fan's tutelage, but she couldn't do anything about it, she just felt that she was really useless. She couldn't even keep Mu Kui by her side, let alone do something for Mu Kui.

She had also tried to channel Mu Kui's own divine sense, but Ye Fan soon discovered Mu Kui's change and took Mu Kui back again. The next thing that appeared in front of her was a puppet that was completely closed as before.

No matter what she did, as long as Ye Fan moved her fingers slightly, her efforts would be in vain.

However, the pillars should be different. At least the pillar is a puppet on her side, and she can do what she wants to do.

- For example, helping the pillar to restore the body.

Glutinous rice is actually very scared.

She knew that there would definitely be no way for the pillar to forgive Lin Luo in her heart. Now that the pillar is still following her, maybe it's just because it's inconvenient for Gu people to move around. If she restored the pillar's body, the pillar might rush to Lin Luo immediately. Revenge regardless of the recklessness.

She could understand Zhuzi's resentment, but if such revenge would cause her to lose her senior brother, she would rather stay with her like this. Even if it's selfishness. She didn't want to see the pillar hurt again.

She had asked Xiao Jingyan to collect the contents of the poison recipe, and under the stimulation of the dragon meat, she quickly collected all those things.

However, she was suddenly reluctant to take these things out.

After Xiao Jingyan handed over the things to Nuomi, Nuomi hesitated for a long time, and finally carefully hid those things in the drawer of the room, wrapped them in a small baggage, and then added a lock to the outside.

She didn't want to look at the recipe, or even touch it.

When she saw the pillar the next day, she didn't even dare to look at the pillar's face. My heart was full of guilt.

It was as if the pillars had not been found at all.

It had been a long time since he had noticed the changes around him. Sometimes he stood quietly on the edge of the clearing, and even the snowflakes fell from the sky, and he didn't care at all. More than once, Glutinous Rice saw the pillar standing outside the house, letting the snowflakes fall on him. His body had long since lost a bit of temperature, and the snowflakes were falling on his head and shoulders. Soon a thick layer of snow accumulated, and it was very desolate from a distance.

Nuomi couldn't help but run out to help him pat the snow off his body.

It's just that she wasn't very tall in the first place, and even if she stood on tiptoe, she couldn't touch the shoulders of the pillars, let alone sweep the white snow off the shoulders of the pillars.

“…… Senior Brother ......"

She was sad.

However. The saddest thing for her was not that she didn't seem to be able to touch the pillar, but that she felt that the pillar seemed to be completely frozen in snow with her heart and soul, but she didn't want to say that it was warm, or even melted into the pillar's heart at all.

She used to think that the sadness of the pillar was only temporary, and as long as she worked slowly, she could finally make the pillar forget the pain.

But when she really needed to face it, she found that it was not as simple as she imagined. Something. There was no way she could understand; And some problems, when she has not experienced them, she does not know how to face and solve them.

She had been in the Thousand Hearts Sect for more than a year, from the time when the mountain was just beginning to be dyed golden. It was another season when the snow fell.

She watched the Thousand Thousand Sect be established little by little, and even she herself participated in this period and built this sect with her own hands. There was no one in the sect, but now there are many disciples under the sect; From the beginning when everyone lived in a wooden house, to now, every room has been carefully designed, with various formations attached.

Qin Guanglan has also become busy now, and he doesn't have much time to pester anyone to talk about anymore.

Lan Zhanzhou was almost forced to stay in the sect, although he still didn't communicate with others much, but in the end he was barely integrated into the sect. If something happens, someone will always inform him. Although he is cold, he can always help.

The evil spirit attached to Repentance was temporarily suppressed by him, and there was no clue on his face. On weekdays, as long as he wears a tighter dress when he goes out, others can't see that there is such a thing on him at all. In fact, he could have beaten the ghast soul to pieces early, but he was still reluctant to let his former friend go, and just chanted the sutra every day, hoping that his friend would one day be able to regain his original face.

Lu Xianxian was reluctant to go out, but at this time, she had been pregnant for more than a year, and her belly was quite obvious, and she was even more reluctant to show up. Even Nuomi sometimes came to look for her, but she was reluctant to open the door, and just talked to Nuomi through the door. At this point, she was very quiet, but often talked to Glutinous Rice, hoping to fry her more demon beasts when distributing meals to her.

There are many disciples in the sect who come to the sect, and there are many who come to the door to beg to buy dragon meat. Even in the cold winter wax moon, the Qianren Sect is still lively, so that people can't see that this is a small sect that has just been established for more than a year. If someone says that the Qianren Sect is a sect with roots, I am afraid that others will also believe it.

Moreover, because the spiritual food they use every day now carries the dragon meat of the pseudo-dragon, the glutinous rice is even more from time to time to provide the blood spirit pill to the disciples who have contributed enough points to those sects, and even the quality of the disciples in this sect has improved. Not to mention those disciples, even Nuomi's own cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has entered the middle stage of the enlightenment period early, and he has been steadily improving.

The sect is so prosperous, which Nuomi and Xiao Jingyan never dared to imagine before.

Qin Guanglan now has something to do, and the time to mention revenge has gradually become less, and the whole person has become a lot clearer, and finally regained the uncle and ancestor in Nuomi's mind. He may have been so lonely before, at a loss, and didn't feel used to anything, so he was always obsessed with revenge. Now that I have my own sect, I know that it is not easy for the sect to operate, and if I am not careful, I will never recover, so I naturally become more cautious.

The Wild Bull Pill was sold very well in Xianyi City along with other pills.

Wen Renhuiyi is a businessman, and he has already signed a contract with Nuomi and bought all the sales rights of Manniudan. The glutinous rice was so happy that it didn't come forward, so the monks outside only knew that Hemanniu Dan was refined by a person named Miao Jiang, and if they wanted to buy it, they could only pass through the Nuanxiang Building, and there was nothing about glutinous rice in the middle.

Glutinous rice doesn't need to take any risks, let alone be in the limelight, as long as you sit in the back and collect the spirit stones.

But even so, Glutinous Rice still felt unhappy.

It suddenly seemed to her that all of this was very far away from her.

The pillar doesn't speak to her much now; The leopard knew her background and avoided her for a while, but now he has become more and more respectful to her, and he is no longer as respectful as he was at the beginning; Fuji Xiaoqiao is still as slimy as ever to her, but with the teachings of the Linglian fairies, now Fuji Xiaoqiao no longer needs her to be by her side and watch and take care of.

Even Zhou Buyun gradually asked her fewer questions.

Zhou Buyun still hasn't been able to refine the elixir, and Nuomi doesn't know if it's because he can't open the furnace to practice, or because of something else.

After all, the pill that does not enter the stream is not so difficult, and Zhou Buyun has found enough problems before, and gradually there are no more problems that can be raised. The relationship between the two was originally just such a thin master-apprentice relationship. When Zhou Buyun's letters became fewer, Nuomi did not reluctantly take the initiative to contact the other party, so the letter also faded.

It's as if everything in this world suddenly has nothing to do with her.

She looked at the snow in the courtyard every day, accompanied by the sound of snowflakes falling, cultivated herself, opened the furnace for alchemy, and changed the spirit stone magic weapon. It is not only to strengthen itself, but also to prepare for the heavenly calamity that the leopard will appear at any time.

Other than that, her life doesn't seem to have changed or fluctuated.

She even began to miss the days when she was outside in the fairy forest. Although I have to go outside every day, I am not as indifferent as I am now.

However, this kind of indifference is exactly the life that a cultivator should live every day.

Cultivate, cultivate, and cultivate again.

The road is complex, but in fact, it is also simple.

All days are just cultivating day after day, until you have cultivated yourself to the point of becoming holy.