It has been three days since Pu Gongying crossed into this world. Since the original owner is still young, he knows less things. She can't really be a carefree five-year-old child, she is a Ding Furnace of Water Spirit Root, and for a family, Ding Furnace can only be used to envelop the strong.

And she often heard her nurse's lamentation in the past three days. One of the clan sisters in her clan is also a water spirit root, although that clan sister is very hard to cultivate and has some qualifications, but the final fate of this clan sister is still reduced to a tool for the family to envelop the strong.

Pu Gongying didn't want to become a tool for the family to entrap the strong, so he thought about how to find Pu Daoye to open a small stove for himself.

She needed to learn how to cultivate in advance. She was originally a twenty-four-year-old adult, and her learning ability was not bad. With the purity of her spiritual root, her qualifications are definitely not bad, and when the time comes, she will learn more attacking water spells to prove that her strength is more useful to the family than to the strong, so that she will have a chance to get rid of the fate of becoming a strong king.

Whatever Pu Gongying thinks in his heart, he really comes. She had just come out of the Furong Pavilion with Xuehua, and was about to go to find Pu Daoye. Pu Daoye came to Furong Pavilion.

"Ying girl, you're recovering well, where are you going?" Pu Daoye walked to Pu Gongying's side in a few moments.

"Uncle, I was looking for you." Pu Gongying's current body is only a five-year-old girl, her height is less than Pu Daoye's waist, and she can only tilt her head when she speaks, she is not used to this, so she tugged on Pu Daoye's sleeve, "Uncle, can you squat down and talk, it's too tiring to tilt your head up." ”

Pu Daoye grinned, didn't squat down immediately, but directly used a spell to lift Pu Gongying to the same height as himself: "That's okay, right?" Say, what's the matter with the old man? ”

The moment Pu Gongying was held up by him, his heart was pounding with fright, and it took him a while to get used to it.

"I want to learn how to cultivate in advance. Well, it should be how to spit out. Uncle opened a small stove for me? Pu Gongying blinked his eyes, occupying the little doll's body, and he had to give full play to the little doll's strengths and sell cute and coquettish.

"Yo, it seems to be easy to learn. Absolutely. However, the old man is not good at teaching people to swallow, and this still has to rely on his own comprehension to step into the threshold of cultivation. As he spoke, Pu Daoye took out a jade plaque from the ring and was about to hand it over to Pu Gongying, but he took it back, "Hey, I forgot that you haven't spit out yet, so you can't use the jade plaque at all." Well, I'll bring you some books when you get back, and you can read it for yourself and understand it. You're literate, right? ”

Pu Gongying, who asked this question, was a little embarrassed: "I know all the words over there, and I don't know if I recognize them here." ”

"Then you can ask Lan Yatou, although she is a mortal without spiritual roots, her family is a scholarly family in the mortal realm. More than enough to teach you to read. Pu Daoye took Pu Gongying into the Furong Pavilion.

The nurse was sitting in the outer room doing embroidery work, and when she saw Pu Daoye and Pu Gongying coming in together, she immediately put down the embroidery work in her hand and saluted Pu Daoye: "Second Elder, the slave maid is going to prepare spiritual tea." ”

As he spoke, he was about to retreat, but was stopped by Pu Daoye: "Don't prepare, the old man will leave in a while." Lan girl, you can teach Ying girl to read and write these days. Although she is a water spirit root, she works hard, and she is not unable to get rid of the fate of the Ding Furnace. After all, the strong in this world are respected, as long as the strength is strong, even if it is the Ding Furnace physique, it is not something that others can imagine. ”

Pu Gongying knew that Pu Daoye's last few words were said to herself, and she thought so now. However, Pu Daoye is willing to mention herself, she is still grateful in her heart, and she is secretly glad that she confessed to him before, otherwise she is alone, without a father or mother, and it must be very difficult to survive in this world. If there is an elderly person who reminds himself, he will have a chance to breathe.

"Yes, the old slave must teach Miss Seven to read and write." The nurse owes a salute, which can be regarded as taking over the task arranged by Pu Daoye. She really wants to teach Pu Gongying, and Pu Gongying is just at the age of enlightenment.

The juniors of the same clan have also been unified by the mortal gentlemen at this time. After enlightenment, they formally learned how to cultivate with the elders who taught the arts.

It's just that when the original owner was studying and reading with the juniors of the same clan a few days ago, she was teased and almost died, and the nurse didn't worry about letting Pu Gongying go, even if her body is almost recovered now.

"Ying girl, in the past few days, I will follow Lan Yatou to read and write, and the old man will send you books in two days." After speaking, after Pu Daoye put Pu Gongying down, the person disappeared.

Pu Gongying did not delay a quarter of an hour, and immediately learned to read and write with the nurse. And the two girls in her room also study together when they have time.

Fortunately, the characters in this world are similar to the traditional characters in her previous life, and she already recognizes some commonly used words. There were some jerky words that she could recognize, but she couldn't necessarily write. However, not many monks in the Xianxia world can write by themselves, and the things that need to be recorded are all burned from the things presented in their minds to the jade plate. And the memory of a monk is a hundred times better than that of a mortal.

After Pu Gongying finished reading with the nurse, when she was a scoundrel, Pu Daoye seemed to know her heart, and sent the books she needed, and brought a seventeen or eighteen-year-old man with him.

"Thank you, uncle!" Pu Gongying took the book and began to flip through it, not caring about the extra men in the Furong Pavilion.

"Ying girl, let me introduce you. This is my little grandson, Pu Gongqing. Pu Daoye was slightly embarrassed when he saw Pu Gongying plunging into the book, completely uninterested in knowing the appearance of his little grandson, "Ahem, this kid was accepted as an outer disciple by the Tianhan Sect three years ago, and this time he came back to visit relatives, and if you can live in the clan for a few days, let this kid teach you a few days, okay?" ”

"Huh?" Hearing Pu Daoye say this, Pu Gongying raised his eyes and looked at Pu Gongqing, "Did Brother Qing teach me?" ”

Pu Gongying's black eyes shone brightly. Pu Gongqing looked at her with an expectant look, and was cute by her: "Ahem, anyway, it's okay to be at home, and it doesn't hurt to teach you to vomit." ”

"Okay, okay." Pu Gongying happily closed the book, pulled Pu Gongqing and went down to a giant tree on the side.

"Brother Qing, I'll try to do something wrong according to what the book says, and ask Brother Qing to correct it." With that, she sat down cross-legged, closed her eyes, calmed her mind, and began to meditate.

Pu Daoye watched Pu Gongying learn to vomit so eagerly, sighed, and then smiled with satisfaction. He didn't stay long, and after telling his little grandson in a voice, he flashed and left.