Chapter Twenty-Four: Three Months
Soon after Ling Jun was once again pulled into the memory of the suspected Xuanming Sword inheritance, Tao Ranju's course began—she was committed to being a perfect wood spirit who studied hard every day, and she skipped school after only a few classes.
Mu Ling's classmates knew that she had just transformed and that the retreat usually didn't take a long time, so they thought that she was simply skipping class, and they couldn't help but admire: we all dare to arrive late and leave early in Liu Fuzi's class, but Ling Jun actually dared to escape Li Fuzi's class, is this what the human race often says, "Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers"?
There was one less person, but Li Fuzi did not show any shock, as if he had not found anything, and continued to teach him the "Spirit God Chapter".
But after class, he told those who had planned to go to Lingjun with him not to bother her for the time being—there was a hint of "she was in retreat."
After the wood spirits believed it to be true, Steward Li and the chief steward came to the territory of Qingshenmu.
Although the two of them are full of calculations for Qingshenmu, Qingshenmu has just recovered from the blow of the Gathering Spirit Tribulation, and it is not yet time to cut leeks, and they have no plans to do anything to her in the near future, and as a result, this kind of change suddenly happened, and the two of them are also inexplicable.
"I don't see anything wrong. Steward Li's expression was as serious as ever, "But more than a month has passed since she transformed into a good shape, and her strength has not changed in the slightest......
The wrinkles on the old face of the chief steward became deeper and deeper, and he always felt that something was wrong with Qing Shenmu's state at this time, but he didn't know what was wrong, so he could only continue to observe.
Steward Li thought for a while and made a suggestion: "Why don't you wake up the moths in the Qingshen Wood first, and let them probe her current situation?"
"Fortunately, if she really has no hope of improving, the sooner she disposes of it, the more resources will be saved. ”
This suggestion was approved by the chief steward, so steward Li took out a small bamboo tube with a bright and restrained appearance, released a blood-colored moth the size of a soybean, pinched a few tricks on it, and recited a spell.
In the process, a layer of deep and shallow lines appeared on his face, making him look cold and eerie.
After the blood-colored moth was released, it was aggressive and wanted to trouble Steward Li, but after the lines appeared, it retreated again and again as if it were facing a great enemy.
The last spell fell, but the blood-colored moth reluctantly succumbed to the palm of his hand, and the two slender tentacles on his head trembled at an uncertain frequency and amplitude, as if they were communicating with something.
After a while, Steward Li withdrew the blood-colored moth into the small bamboo tube and said to the chief steward who had been waiting for an answer: "The moth said that the blood in her body has been devoured. ”
Hearing this, the displeasure and disappointment on the face of the chief steward were almost overflowing, "Blood Demon Rebellion? Blood Demon and Qingshen Mu Nature conflict, it seems that she can't continue to cultivate, let's deal with it." ”
Steward Li didn't do it immediately, but asked a question: "Qingshenmu has blood in his body, this is something we have known for a long time, but I learned from the moth that the blood demon only began to fight back in the past two days - before, what method did Qingshenmu use to suppress blood evil?"
It has been twenty years since Qingshenmu gathered the spirits, and the blood demons have never been devoured during this period, which is enough to show that there may be a way to suppress the blood demons in the inheritance memory of the spirit Jun.
The chief steward heard his overtones, and instead of acting arbitrarily, he asked, "Are you going to wait?"
"We've been waiting for twenty years, and it's okay to wait a few more months, isn't it?" said Steward Li, "If she can't suppress the bloody backlash anymore, it's not too late to deal with it, and if she can, after nine years, there will be a good day and an auspicious day......
The archsteward hesitated.
The Venerable Lord collects all kinds of wood spirits, all for them to prepare a plan for many years, but that plan cannot start at any time, the time, the place, the people, the three are indispensable.
According to the divination obtained by a divination master in the past, the nearest auspicious day to the present day is nine years away, and the next one will be more than two hundred years later.
It was precisely because of this heavy restriction, coupled with the fact that it was indeed difficult to find high-level wood spirits, that he would leave this strange green god tree again and again.
But now......
After a long time, the chief steward still nodded and agreed: "Then wait for another three months, if she can't suppress the blood and her cultivation is not progressing, you will personally dispose of her." ”
A very shallow smile appeared on Steward Li's usual serious face, and it disappeared in a flash, "You can rest assured, I will always pay attention to this matter." ”
He gave Qing Shenmu a three-month reprieve, not because he was hiding a traitor in his heart, but because he ...... He was very interested in this green god tree, and wanted to know what else could happen to this spirit tree that had no possibility of gathering spirits, and after the difficulty of gathering spirits.
However, Steward Li would not have imagined that the three-month time difference not only satisfied his curiosity, but also buried a huge hidden danger that could subvert all their plots.
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After giving a good name to the mind that still has not a word, Lingjun was busy reining in his mind and continued to look at Yan's mother's work through the eyes of Yan Xi's X children.
If at first she was a little unimpressed with the doctrines of these mortals, after using philosophy to find a way out for her future cultivation, she suddenly became much more enthusiastic - it was also at this time that she had a vague idea in her heart: being inclusive and inclusive is the attitude that a perfect spirit race should have.
"After this incident, I will also take a look at the records of other races in the memory of the Qingshenmu inheritance, and I think I should be able to gain something. ”
Such an idea can be said to be unbelievable for a spirit race.
The spirit race, because it is too limited by nature, does not say that it is like a discarded thing or a discarded thing or a discarded thought, let alone take its essence and discard its dross.
Lingjun didn't know that he had collapsed the character of the Spirit Clan, and he was still trying to seize every time and opportunity to learn.
After all, Yan Xi X is just a five-year-old child, lively and active during the day, and he gets tired early in the evening, and his eyes squint unconsciously, and finally he falls asleep in Yan's mother's arms.
Ling Jun's connection with the outside world was severed by his deep sleep, and one spirit could only brainstorm in the small dark room, contemplating her two compulsory mental practices.
The first thing she conceived was naturally the "Taixuan Youming Yuan Ji Sword Sutra".
Terran sword cultivation, the way of the sword is divided into six realms, namely: perfection, control the sword with qi, return to the source of sword qi, enter the Tao with the sword, sword fetus primordial spirit, and sword heart is clear.
The sword spirit lineage in the spirit clan, according to its different ontology, the realm of the sword path is also different.
- Both of them are of little reference value to Ling Jun, and may even mislead her kendo cultivation direction.
Lingjun Hasao recalled the introduction of the two in the memory of the Qingshenmu inheritance, and then threw them aside and began to establish a kendo system that belonged to the Xuanming Sword.