714 The Counterattack of the Unlucky Nun 2

Lan Shuying revealed her thoughts a little, and Yunmiao said in shock: "What?!" Then, is the immortal going to take someone else's spiritual root ......? ”

She subconsciously resisted this kind of thing.

In fact, it's no wonder that Yunmiao would guess like this.

There is such a thing as a spiritual root, it grows out of the human body on its own, and with it, this person gets a pass to the monk world.

If a person does not have a spiritual root, he can only be an ordinary person.

Rolling in the red dust, birth, old age, sickness and death are also indispensable.

Become an immortal? That's impossible.

When it comes to substitutes, as an aborigine, Yunmiao immediately thinks of a legendary forbidden technique:

Deprive the genius of the superior spiritual root and replace it in his own body in order to seize the other party's qualifications and go further on the immortal road!

Lan Shuying shook her head.

"I'm not as dirty as you think. You are a fire attribute heavenly spirit root, and I have the best fire spirit root here right now. ”

Therefore, she didn't plan to use this broken body to find the robber desperately.

In her current state, it should be called death.

Lan Shuying paused and said, "Red Lotus, I'm going to wronged you." ”

"Don't be aggrieved, I can help the master, I'm willing."

Yunmiao heard an indistinguishable voice behind him.

She suddenly turned around and saw a "person" with a similar appearance to the immortal, is this the red lotus? This, such a strong fire spiritual power!

Lan Shuying struggled to take out a bottle of Rejuvenation Pill from the storage bag and swallowed more than a dozen in one go! The wound in the abdomen begins to wriggle and heal at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The red lotus came out of the sea of knowledge, the red light flashed, and the figure gradually condensed from tall.

Finally, he turned into a small figure about a finger long and wrapped in a golden red flame.

The red lotus swooped into her dantian and replaced the fire spirit root that had been taken away.

Lan Shuying turned over her hand again and took out a bottle of dew with a faint floral fragrance and applied it evenly on the outside of the wound. This is a good medicine, and usually Yutai Yunmiao is reluctant to take it out, but now the situation is special, and I have to use it if I feel distressed.

The pain was immediately replaced by a coolness.

The analgesic effect of this dew is good, and the healing effect is even better.

Combined with the rejuvenation pill she had swallowed just now, she took it internally and applied it externally, and within a minute, the five oval deep holes in her abdomen had already grown.

The epidermis is only a dark red, and at first glance it looks like a flower for women's makeup.

If you apply the medicine every day, it should not take long to get rid of it.

Of course, the most important thing is that the red lotus is a naturally conceived fire spirit, specializing in karmic fire, and it also integrates the domineering separation from the fire. Let it in, it is equivalent to borrowing fire from heaven and earth to act as a spiritual root, which is many times stronger than the previous heavenly spirit root.

The red lotus settled in her dantian, and she could absorb spiritual energy for her at the slightest thought, running 24 hours a day, so that she was cultivating while walking, sitting, and lying down.

These benefits are not yet being felt.

However, Yunmiao realized that the spiritual root had been replenished, and immediately showed joy.

Lan Shuying got up.

Because of blood loss, my head is inevitably a little dizzy.

She made a look.

Yunmiao landed near the small courtyard where she lived, and the murderer suddenly dragged her into the flower field, controlled her life, first took blood, then robbed her spiritual root, and left her in this flower field!

Luckily, it's not far from where she lives.

Lan Shuying first sent a message to the head of the family, then walked back to the courtyard with a sword, locked the courtyard door, and then opened all the prohibitions that the original owner's parents had arranged for her before her death, and covered the small courtyard inside like a transparent eggshell.

This is to prevent the murderer from coming back and killing her!

"You grandfather...... What the hell is it like for you? Lan Shuying frowned, "I thought he would come over as soon as he received the message." ”

As a result, it was an hour and there was still no movement.

Yutai Yun showed sadness and explained: "Shangxian doesn't know, five years ago, the family suffered heavy losses, grandfather he originally had five sons, and now, only one uncle is left...... There are still many juniors in the clan who have lost their parents, and grandpa teaches them to practice during the day, and most of them are in alchemy at night to assist everyone in their cultivation, so I'm afraid they will be busy in the Danfang at this time......

"I see."

Lan Shuying sat cross-legged on the bamboo futon, closing her eyes and recuperating.

She is analyzing all the knowledge that Yunmiao has learned, seizing every minute, breaking them down to understand and integrate them.

The girl's memory is really simple.

It's like a student who lives under the pressure of modern exam-oriented education, and all the colorful memories are crowded with a sea of books.

Yunmiao mainly cultivates spiritual power through family heirlooms, learns swordsmanship from the master of the Sword Pavilion, and learns alchemy with his grandfather when he is at home - just these three main subjects.

The rest of the content about growth, food and clothing, and the teacher's admonition were marginal and not worth paying attention to in her opinion.

In the same way, many people are just a symbol in her heart, and they rarely have in-depth contact.

If Lan Shuying doesn't want to be exposed, she can continue to be a school bully girl according to her lifestyle and focus on cultivation.

Around the fifth watch, Lan Shuying sensed a breath outside the courtyard.

The other party's aura was disguised, but the toffee immediately fed back the picture, and it was a tall weird man covered in a cloak.

He lingered for a few minutes, probably realizing that he couldn't break the ban here, and quietly retreated.

She recognized the red moire on the man's shoes, so he must have been the master of the Tantai family.

Moreover, the edges of the shoes are stained with fresh brown mud and flower petals, indicating that he has just been to the flower field!

This person must be the great uncle of the original owner.

That is, the murderer who robbed her fire spirit root!

Lan Shuying sneered, just let you be arrogant for a while.

……

The sky is turned upside down, and the fish belly is white.

An old man hurried over with Edgeworth.

He didn't move the small courtyard ban, but shouted outside: "Miao, Miao!" Grandpa is here, open the door quickly! ”

Lan Shuying welcomed him in.

He had a pair of hands soaked in medicine, and now he was clutching her forearm, and he could clearly feel its roughness through the two layers of leno, and there were countless cracks.

Thinking of the original owner saying that he often alchemy, Lan Shuying understood very well, this old man was not having a good time, looking at his face, he was afraid that he was not far from running out of oil and lamp, so he would give up his life like this, and wanted to leave more things for his juniors.

As soon as the head of the Tantai family entered the door, he found that her cultivation during the foundation building period had dissipated, and she was completely mortal.

After listening to her tell what had happened, his face was like ashes, and he leaned back against the wall, trembling with earth-colored lips: "Son of a sinner...... This son of a scumbag! You ...... slim."

The old man cried and said he was sorry for her.

If he was present at the time, snatched the spiritual root back and returned it to her dantian, and then combined it with the healing elixir, maybe he could still be saved.

But after all this time, even if I get it back, I won't need it.

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