Chapter 7: The Sound of Talking in the Middle of the Night

"Let's talk about the world, you know, I'm here," Ye Wuyue tapped his head, "I don't know anything about this world here. ”

Qixi 's eyes leaked out of Miss, you are so pitiful, and her mouth quickly told Ye Wuyue everything she knew.

The night has no moon to know.

It turned out that this continent was not the earth she was familiar with, but an overhead continent, the Xiuzhen Continent called the Xuantian Continent. It is divided into two countries, the Southern and Northern Dynasties, as well as a number of spiritual sects. Among them, there are two sects that are the most transcendent, and it can be said that they are above the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and these two behemoth-like sects are Weiyang Palace and Xiliang Mountain. And her father is the Northern Dynasty black and white impermanence of the two gods of the mansion, the left god will be black impermanence and the night is clear.

Because it is the Cultivation Continent, every child will be taken to the school to do the spiritual pulse test when he reaches the age of five. According to the brightness of the vein, determine the quality of its spiritual vein. Those with spiritual vein qualifications will be kept on file by the school, and at the age of ten, they will be selected by various sects in the national grand ceremony, the Taixue Canon. And this kind of selection is first selected by Weiyang Palace and Xiliang Mountain, while other small sects can only choose after Weiyang Palace and Xiliang Mountain are selected, which shows the transcendent status of Weiyang Palace and Xiliang Mountain.

Ye Wuyue, who has been stupid since she was a child, naturally hasn't tested these, and Tai Xuedian has nothing to do with her.

And in this night house, the eldest lady's spiritual vein qualification is excellent and she is now practicing in Weiyang Palace, and the second and third young ladies are practicing in Xiliang Mountain, which is second only to Weiyang Palace, and the three women are cultivation wizards, which is already unique in the Northern Dynasty. Even Miss Yesi, who has no spiritual vein talent and is already fourteen years old, is also quite famous in Los Angeles. There is only the thirteen-year-old Ye Wu in the night gate, which is the only stain on the night house. Because she is a fool who is congenitally deficient.

When it comes to cultivation, there are three ways to cultivate, one is a monk, that is, to cultivate one's own source energy, the initial source energy is chaotic gray, and the higher the cultivation, the purer the source energy. Monks can use source energy to control the weapons they use, so that they can maximize their power.

Except for the monks, the remaining two summoners and alchemists are both scarce species, and each one will be enshrined by the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and it also occupies more advantages in the selection of disciples in Weiyang Palace and Xiliang Mountain.

Although Ye Wuyue wanted to know more, she was stuffed into the quilt by the domineering little maid Tanabata, and she said that her injury was just right, and she had to rest and rest like a rest.

Qixi has no malice, and in the end, the fruitless night Wuyue can only honestly burrow into the bed.

But when the candles were extinguished, the night was silent, and everything was silent, two abrupt voices sounded in his ears.

"Brother, I'm a little hungry."

"I can't help it, there's nothing to eat here. I hope that the master will sense our presence sooner rather than later, and let us go out in search of something to eat. ”

The sudden sound in the cold room shook Ye Wuyue, and she immediately got up to defend herself, and there was a fruit knife in her hand.

"Who! Who's in!! Ye Wuyue asked coldly.

"Master, master, you have finally noticed us, you let us out quickly, if we don't let us out, my brother and I will starve to death."

"What?" Listening to this with some coquettish and cute tones, Ye Wuyue was a little confused, and the knife in Rao's hand was confiscated.

I heard a voice in the middle of the night, shouldn't someone be pretending to be a ghost or something? Why do you still call me master and let me let them out? Where are they?

"Master, master, look at if there is a mark on your wrist."

"Wrist?" Ye Wuyue subconsciously looked at his wrist. There is indeed a red mark on her wrist, and it is somewhat familiar to look at this irregular shape, as if the small stone she wore before was of this shape, because she wore it all year round, and the sun was uneven, and her wrist also had such a shape.