8. Chapter 4 There Are Preschool Classes for Cultivating Immortals (1)
I don't know how long it took, Wen Xiaoruan almost fainted in pain, but she still gritted her teeth and insisted, and didn't hum anymore, gradually, more and more black substances came out of her body, like mud, Zhuo Wenyan saw this, so he said, "Just hold on for a moment longer." ”
When Wen Xiaoruan couldn't hold on anymore and wanted to exhale in pain, he found that there was no more severe pain from the beginning, and the pain seemed to be slowly decreasing, so he stopped Zhuo Wenyan and said, "It's all right, now you are already a member of the immortal cultivator." ”
Hearing Master say this, Wen Xiaoruan almost jumped up with joy, but as soon as his hand was raised, he saw the mud-like thing on his arm, which was so stinky that he retched twice, Wen Xiaoruan realized that his whole body was like this, and he didn't know how Zhuo Wenyan had endured it all the time, "Master, how can this be?" ”
"To wash the essence is to wash out the impurities in the human body, and these things are all dirty things in your body." Zhuo Wenyan explained to her, and with a movement of his fingers, a stream of clear water poured out from the tips of his fingers, flowing down from the top of Wen Xiaoruan's head, and where the water passed, the sludge was washed away by the clear water, and after a while, Wen Xiaoruan was clean again.
Wen Xiaoruan watched all this in amazement, it was simply amazing!
Wen Xiaoruan, who has washed the essence and cut the marrow, looks white and tender, and she is very cute in her own right, but now she looks more ice and snow and cute.
So, in the following days, Wen Xiaoruan lived an extremely happy life, practicing with her master every day, her own qualifications are good, coupled with hard cultivation, her understanding is extremely strong, and her cultivation is very advanced, and she learned to meditate and absorb the aura of heaven and earth in just a few days, breaking through the first layer of qi refining, and in less than a month, she successfully entered the middle stage of qi refining.
In the middle stage of Qi refining, the aura absorbed in her body can be cast outward under certain conditions, that is, she can also use spells. Wen Xiaoruan was originally a single water spirit root, so she could only practice water spells, although with her current cultivation she could only send out a thin stream of water, it was enough to make her happy for a long time. It came out of thin air, this was something that I couldn't even think of before, okay, if in modern times, it would be strange if Frankenstein was not allowed to catch him for human testing!
At this rate, she will be able to successfully advance to the foundation building period in less than three months, and then she will be able to choose her favorite flying sword, Edgeworth Fly!
"Master!" Seeing Zhuo Wenyan coming in from outside the door, Wen Xiaoruan stopped meditating, greeted him warmly, and hugged his waist, she was only seven years old, and it was normal to be coquettish. However, Zhuo Wenyan has cultivated alone for thousands of years, and has never accepted others to be so kind, and he was a little unaccustomed to being so intimate for a while, but he didn't push her away.
Master is a very gentle person, this is the conclusion that Wen Xiaoruan has come to after getting along for half a month. As long as she wanted, Master found it for her. A cultivator himself no longer needs to eat the grains of the world, he needs to open grains, but as a person who loves to eat, how can he eat a bitter pill for several days, Zhuo Wenyan specially opened a small stove for her every day and cooked it himself, but Zhuo Wenyan, who does not seem to eat fireworks in the world, has a good hand, and the simple vegetarian dishes are absolutely delicious when he makes them. Then meditate together under the moon every night to absorb the aura.
Just after Wen Xiaoruan thought that life would go on happily like this, Master received a messenger paper crane.
"It was sent by the master." Zhuo Wenyan clamped the paper crane between his fingers, shook it lightly twice, and then let go, and the paper crane flew back according to the original route. "The recent new disciples in the sect are generally young and illiterate, so in order to facilitate everyone's future practice, it was decided to set up a school, and disciples under the age of twelve should go to study."
"I'm going too?" Wen Xiaoruan's eyes widened in disbelief, what are you doing, let her go to an ancient kindergarten as a college student?! "Master, I'm literate." Although the characters here are a little difficult to read, they are somewhat similar to Chinese seal scripts, and there is not much problem in recognizing them.
"I will teach some other things, after all, Master is not omnipotent, and there is no harm in learning a little more." Listening to the master's meaning, it was to agree with her to go, Wen Xiaoruan was very unhappy, but she still pouted and agreed.