"Very good, very good, worthy of being the daughter of a father, in twenty-eight years, Hua has learned the inheritance of our family exquisitely," the speaker was a handsome young man in a blue robe, but those eyes full of wisdom betrayed his age.

Ran Jia was wearing a pink dress, and there was a delicate paper crane with flapping wings on her fingers, her pretty eyebrows and eyes were stained with the brilliance of spring sun, which could completely expel all the darkness in the world.

She laughed and snorted, "That's, don't look at whose daughter I am!" A trace of dazedness flashed in those black and white beautiful eyes, she was extremely talented in learning spells, and she had been gnawing all the mastery of that family all the way since she could remember, which was the only thing she had done in her sixteen years of life except for eating and sleeping.

It's a very magical world, at least in her mind, there shouldn't be ghosts and gods in the world. But in reality, there are gods who protect some people, and there are ghosts who do evil in the mortal world.

No matter how capable the immortals were, they couldn't control so many mortals, so they simply accepted a few talented people to hand over advanced spells, and asked them to set up a sect to recruit disciples, and pass on the spells from generation to generation to help the same kind that were infested by ghosts.

That family is the most prestigious magic family in the Xia Kingdom, they have been adhering to the ancestral teachings, and they have worked tirelessly to kill demons and demons in the world, but because of the overflowing kindness, that family almost broke the inheritance. Since then, after the ancestor of the family reflected on and repented, he chose to hide the sect on the top of the inaccessible snow-capped mountains, only recruiting people with pure hearts as disciples, carefully teaching them and then letting them enter the mortal world to continue to fulfill the task of protecting mankind.

She is the daughter of the head of the family, and she is extremely talented in spells, and she has learned the spells passed down from her ancestors thoroughly. Now that she has been praised by her father, she is a little confused, what can be more to kill time than practicing spells in the future?

Is she going to keep practicing these spells that no longer have too many changes, and stay on the top of the snowy mountain like her father until the next head grows up?

They practice spells, are known as half-immortals, and their bodies have hundreds of years of life because they possess mana that is different from that of mortals. Like her father, a two-hundred-and-thirty-year-old monster!

Looking at the delicate appearance of the girl's pout, the head chuckled and shook his head: "Silly girl, do you think that being the head only requires advanced spells?" ”

Ran Jia blinked her eyes, and the dark clouds on her little face dispersed and a warm smile emanated: "Father, what else do you need?" ”

"You also need to have enough experience to be able to handle all the urgent things and make that family carry forward. This requires you to enter the WTO and hone it! ”

As soon as she heard about the trials and tribulations of entering the WTO, Ran Jia was excited and couldn't believe it, she thought that her life had come to an end since she could remember, but she didn't expect such a big surprise. She nodded again and again, patting her small chest that had begun to take shape, "Father, don't worry, I will definitely obediently go down the mountain, practice spells every day without interruption, and help people get rid of the invasion of demons and monsters." ”

"It's not in a hurry, my father is going to give you a task, and when this task is completed, you won't be in a hurry to break into the world," said the master, who placed a warm blue and transparent jade in the palm of his hand, on which a blue bird was depicted, shining beautifully in the sun.

Ran Jia took it carefully, looked at it carefully, and tilted her head to listen to her father's instructions.

"This is a token, after you go down the mountain, you go directly to Kyoto in the Xia Kingdom, looking for King Jian's mansion, I want you to protect the son of the Jian family for a safe life."

"Huh? A safe life? "Wouldn't that be decades?

"Yes, his parents climbed the snowy mountain themselves two days ago and asked the father to protect their children. That kid had a strange life, and it was a miracle that he had survived to this day.

Kyoto is a place of fish and pearls, and King Jian's Mansion is not necessarily a simple person, where you will learn a lot of principles about how to behave in the world.

Of course, in addition to this quest, you'll also need to continue to find gifted children, admit them into our house, and teach them spells. First, let our family carry forward, and second, we can also share one or two for you. As she spoke, there was another flash of light in her hand, and a dusty bag with a red rope appeared in front of her.

"Qiankun bag?" Ran Jia cheered in surprise, her voice trembling: "Father, is this for me?" ”

Although the world is beyond her imagination, the ability of mortals is limited, like this Qiankun bag, which only has a space of twenty cubic meters, it still deserves to be one of the heirlooms of that family. After all, locking the mustard seed space on the skin of the beast requires extremely advanced spells and a special mastery of complex runes, and almost a genius craftsman who can create his own spells can do it.

Now the family of craftsmen has long since declined, at least a family as powerful as that one, and no trace of it has been found for hundreds of years.

In other words, the Qiankun bag cannot be regenerated, and when the mana condensed on it collapses or the runes wear out, the mustard seed space will break away from the animal skin and disappear into the universe with the contents inside.

"Yes, you are a girl who needs to carry a lot of things when you go out, and with it, it is more convenient for you."

Ran Jia happily jumped twice on the spot, and seeing his father's helpless and worried eyes, he stepped forward and grabbed his arm: "Father, don't worry, my mana is so powerful, and I have read all the books in your room again, which is enough to deal with defenseless mortals." It's just me bullying them, but there is no reason to be harmed. ”

"Don't be careless!" He rubbed the small tugs on Ran Jia's head, and became more and more worried: "The things in the book are dead, you are just learning a skin." For the Father, I am worried that you will suffer if you go out. ”

Ran Jia has read a lot of books, but in the past, she had no chance to go down the mountain, so she could only let herself become the author of the book and experience all kinds of life. Now that she is finally able to go down the mountain to sharpen, where did she give up, "Father, you can't protect me for the rest of my life, I will be the head of the family on the snowy mountain in the future, and only by going down the mountain can I make up for my experience and take on the responsibility of my family." ”

"Well, you bring more things, this is the ten full-body mana sealed for your father, which can be used as a shield or as an attack," he pulled out a stack of yellow runes with cinnabar runes depicted on them.

Ran Jia took the talisman and the Qiankun bag together, dripped her own essence blood on the Qiankun bag, and she put the talisman and jade pendant into it.

She didn't have many things, only two clothes with rough runes engraved on them, and a bunch of talismans and pills that she had refined during her practice, all of which she put into a Qiankun bag. Ran Jia also put the herbs he had collected and a few boxes of blank rune paper and cinnabar in the house into the Qiankun bag.

Ran Jia personally cooked a table of meals, and after eating quietly with her father, she changed into a men's dress left by her senior brother, and went down the mountain with a green sword made of peach wood on her back.

The top of the snow-capped mountain is extremely steep, with a hundred meters of vertical ice, and it is almost impossible for mortals to climb it. Only those who are sincere and determined dare to risk their lives and climb tremblingly by plunging into the ice with iron hooks.

Ran Jia directly opened her arms and jumped gently, like a house swallow gliding all the way from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. A small silver figure also followed, the little paw touched her shoulder, blinking like her and looking at the green forest, the heart was excited, one person and one mink screamed, the eyes were not enough to see, this look there touch and sniff.

The books in her father's house were all black and white, without the slightest hint of color, and she could not imagine the amazing beauty of the deep and shallow leaves, let alone the flowers that bloomed uncontrollably.

Her heart was full of shame, she had never seen the world, and she was indeed far away from being the head of that family. Maybe someone else is holding a piece of candy, and she can't resist the temptation and obediently offers her family heirloom.

After two days in the woods, she found several seasonings, tried pheasants, wild pigeons, fish, wild boars, birds' eggs, etc., and walked to the populated place contentedly with her bulging belly and the Qiankun bag containing a lot of meat in her arms.

Ran Jia didn't dare to show her dirt bun attributes again this time, the senior brother said, mortals are very good at bullying outsiders, she walked without squinting like other people, but her ears were catching people's conversations.

She is on the top of the snowy mountain, and she has an unfathomable spell, but she is very unfamiliar with the mortal world, and all her knowledge comes from books. She struggled to compare reality with the contents of the book.

If she wants to survive in the mortal world, she must have an upright identity, otherwise it will be difficult to pass the various levels, at least she will not be able to enter the city gate. It is said that outside the city gate, there is a talisman formation laid by a master, which not only blocks the invasion of demons and monsters, but also does not allow anyone with a spell effect to enter.

However, she is a ghost hunter begged by King Jian's mansion, so she shouldn't worry about this.

Well, there is a lot of game and fur in her bag, which can be exchanged for money.

Ran Jia is lucky, this town is a traffic artery, and it was established by small traders and vendors who saw business opportunities. Vehicles came and went, and she also learned the clothes of the traveling merchants, took a bag of mink to find colorful and brilliant gems, followed a caravan to Kyoto, and set off in a hurry!

She doesn't understand a lot of things.,Once the same person catches up, her own dirt bun attributes are undoubtedly leaked.。 She is a little girl, she loves to save face, where is she willing to be embarrassed, so she simply pretends to be dumb. When anyone spoke to her, she smiled and pointed to her ear, indicating that she did not understand.

Her appearance was obscured by spells, but in the eyes of a group of rough men who were exposed to the wind and sun, she was a little boy with fine skin and tender flesh who had not suffered much. Everyone is well-informed, and they are also bold, and they take care of her.

Ran Jia is not a person who likes to take advantage, whoever is good to her, she is also good to whom, the most direct manifestation is to go to a forest, she will go in and give everyone a whole meal of meat.