"Sister Yue!"

In the courtyard covered with fallen leaves, a delicate figure passed through sensitively, and before entering the house, the sound like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley sounded.

Then there was a creak, and the door was pushed open.

She lifted the hem of her skirt and jumped into it briskly.

Then he looked at the stunned girl sitting on the edge of the couch, with a bright smile on her face, jumped over and grabbed her arm.

Then he remembered something, reached out and stroked her forehead.

"It's good that it didn't burn."

Song Wanling slapped her face and said happily.

Song Wanyue reluctantly smiled back.

"Since you were injured and fell into the water, Sister Yue, you have been in the hospital for a month, and you are suffocated, right?

Let's go, I'll take you outside for a walk. ”

As he spoke, he was about to pick up Song Wanyue and walk out.

Song Wanyue stiffly pressed her arm.

Song Wanling stopped and turned her head to look.

Avoiding the clean and bright gaze, Song Wanyue's voice was slightly hoarse and said:

"I'm still a little uncomfortable, I'm weak, I'll go outside with Sister Ling another day."

"Hey, what should I do? It's Ling'er who doesn't think about it, and Sister Yue doesn't have to feel guilty.

It's just that although our cultivation is not high, after all, unlike ordinary people, falling into the water will not make you sick for so long.

But you were injured in the fight with Sister He?

No, I'm afraid there will be a secret injury if you stay in your body at that time, I'll take you to the medicine hall to have a look. ”

As she spoke, she went to grab Song Wanyue's arm again.

Song Wanyue moved to the side, her face full of resistance.

Feeling the puzzled gaze, she said in a panic: "I'm not like Sister Ling, you are extraordinary, and your parents are both elders of the clan.

I'm just a waste that is difficult for the four spirit roots to build a foundation in this life, and the medicine hall won't take me to heart! ”

Song Wanling sighed softly, walked over with light steps, squatted down, put her hand on Song Wanyue's knee, and said softly:

"Sister Yue, don't think so, no matter how bad your qualifications are, you are also a member of the Song family.

Besides, it's just a battle in the early stage of Qi training, and there is no need for much important elixir, and the medicine hall will not be so stingy.

Besides, I'm with you! ”

"I'd better not go out first." Song Wanyue said with a trembling voice.

The cultivator's five senses are keen, and Song Wanling's concern just now was chaotic, and at this time, he was keenly aware of the other party's fear.

She couldn't help frowning and said, "What happened to Sister Yue?" How can you be so afraid of going out? ”

"I'm now double ten, and I can't practice at the third level for fifteen years, while Song Wanhe has cultivated three years less than me and is already at the fourth level of qi training!

I had no power to fight back against her, and I was caught in the water and waited for my clan to save me like a mortal woman who was helpless, and I lost face!

At this time, there must be talk of my incompetence outside, how dare I go out? ”

The embarrassed one of the suppressed ones in his mind, fought with the unrelenting clan sister and retreated to the lake.

Because there is a water spirit root, and the other party majors in the fire spirit root, he wants to use that environment to fight back.

didn't want to be directly hit into the lake, and was rescued from fainting directly when his spiritual power was completely gone.

"It's different, Sister He has three years less cultivation than you, but she practices the fourth layer of Qi because,"

Song Wanling's comforting words were paused, and she was a little at a loss.

"Yes, it's because of qualifications.

But I have cultivated three years longer than her, and my cultivation is one level lower than hers, so what is there to rest assured. ”

Song Wanyue smiled bitterly.

"Sister Yue, you really don't want to go out, Ling'er doesn't force you.

It's just that there's really no talk about you outside, everyone is cultivating diligently, and the Linghe faction will come here to accept disciples in a year.

And Sister Yue doesn't want to go out so much, so let's do it, I'll find a reason to go to the medicine hall and ask for some medicine, if it can be cured, everything will be fine.

If not, Sister Nayue, please forgive Ling'er for forcing you, and must take you out for the elders to see. ”

Saying that, Song Wanling grabbed Song Wanyue's cold palm, they were all monks, not afraid of cold and heat.

But this fell into the water, but the body was cold and it was difficult to move.

Song Wanling's bright eyes couldn't help but show pity.

Even if Song Wanyue was on guard against her surroundings, she couldn't help but soften her heart when she got the full care of the sweet girl.

Moved in his heart, he slowly took her hand back, and said softly:

"Thank you, Sister Ling."

Song Wanling's apricot eyes were crooked, and her smile was bright, "As long as Sister Yue can be okay." ”

When she was the only one left in the humble house, Song Wanyue buried her head in despair, and the room was cold and silent.

Only when it is time for dinner, there will be maids.

As she sat like this, there was a sound of the door slamming in silence.

Song Wanyue responded: "Just put it outside." ”

"Yes, Miss Yue." The maid replied in a respectful voice, and soon a clear trail of footsteps faded away.

Song Wanyue breathed a sigh of relief, and then her eyes flashed with brilliance.

Even if her soul and body are not completely fused, there are only vague memories.

It's not as good as the use of spiritual power, but it's still much more than mortals, and if you don't deliberately pay attention to your surroundings, you can feel it clearly.

This is the world of cultivation!

Song Wanyue stood up, her body was a little stiff, her pace was sometimes fast, sometimes slow, and her body was uncontrollable.

Finally opened the door and brought the lunch box back.

Delicate and fragrant dishes and a large bowl of polished rice, Song Wanyue licked her lips and her stomach gurgled.

After a moment she put down the empty bowl.

Looking at the thin figure, it easily wiped out three dishes and one meal, and the taste was even better.

She wiped her mouth, "It's even better than the chef of a five-star hotel!" ”

Then she sighed again: "But in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, this is just an ordinary little food, and people who are a little more trusted can eat it at will."

What is precious is the food made from those spiritual vegetables and spiritual rice, which is not only delicious, but also beneficial to spiritual practice.

It's a pity that the original body only ate some of them at the annual feast of the clan many years ago.

After that, as the years grew and the cultivation did not grow, she stopped going. ”

After a full meal, the taste buds are satisfied, and the little relaxation brought by it is gone.

This is a cruel, cultivation-oriented world of cultivating immortals, and the original owner is the four spiritual roots of gold, wood, water and earth, and they are all mottled.

Therefore, no matter how diligent and diligent his cultivation is, he does not dare to slack off at all, and the original owner still stops at the early stage of Qi training, and he is far from the fourth layer of the middle stage of Qi training.

That night, Song Wanyue lay on the bed, she wanted to be like the original owner, and before falling asleep, her spiritual power ran until the meridians could no longer bear it and then fell asleep.

But after all, she has not completely integrated with her body, and her aura has been controlled very hard, and she already has internal injuries.

I'm afraid that if I don't carelessly go crazy again, I still lie down with a sigh.

The most profound in the memory of the original owner is that Xiu went out to find an opportunity for his parents who were also humble and died.

Because she was five years old and found out that she had the qualifications to cultivate immortals, she was not sent out of her family.

After cultivating diligently, this memory is very gloomy.

It's not that because of the constant bullying of waste materials in the crossing, people can despise them at will.

After all, the original owner was able to cultivate.

Moreover, although the Song family is a family of cultivating immortals, there are also those who cannot cultivate.

No matter how bad she is, cultivators look down on her, and those subordinates can't be more respectful.

Then her parents were just ordinary low-level monks, and they didn't make any marriage contracts for her, so they didn't get divorced.

And the pretty girl who came in the afternoon is a sister of the same clan as the original owner, with very good qualifications, and the water and wood double spirit roots are even more kind and enthusiastic.

In the plain memory of the original owner, the other party can be described as a rather vivid bright color.

As soon as I met her, the memories spread out automatically, and everything else was like seeing flowers in the fog.

……