Chen Jiuliu nodded and shouted at Lily of the Valley: "Senior Sister Lily of the Valley."

The first time she was called a senior sister, Lily of the Valley grinned happily, and she looked a little stupid as she lacked two front teeth. She looked at the empty medicine bowl next to her and asked worriedly: "Junior brother, are you sick?"

Chen Jiuliu said lightly, "I will get better soon."

"Then we will practice together after you get well." Lily of the Valley invited.

Chen Jiuliu had a small face full of seriousness: "Well, I will work hard to practice and become very powerful."

——Xiaoxian, don’t worry, I will definitely be very powerful in the future, so that I can protect you.

Chen Jiuliu suddenly realized for a moment and subconsciously said, "I will definitely be very powerful in the future, so that I can protect you."

Lily of the valley blushed and said happily: "Well, I believe in junior brother."

Fan He looked at the two children getting along very interestingly. He thought that the idea of ​​the sect leader finding a playmate for Jiuliu seemed pretty good. At least Jiuliu is not as quiet as before. The children are still noisy and reassuring.

On Xuanhua Mountain, Rong Xian sat next to the stream in Houshan to heal her wounds. The surrounding spiritual power rushed into her body and slowly healed her injuries.

Suddenly, her expression moved, and the spiritual energy around her instantly disappeared.

Her legs, which were wrapped together, were slowly placed flat on the stream. At this time, she was leisurely as if she was looking at the scenery, completely without the solemn and chilling she had before.

After a while, Yangming walked over quickly and saw the little junior sister next to the stream, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Little junior sister, why are you here again?"

Rong Xian turned around and shouted in surprise: "Senior Brother?"

Yangming walked up to her, reached out to pick her up, and said, "Let's go, go to Wu Pavilion, senior brother will teach you how to practice."

Rong Xian nodded and said obediently: "Okay."

When the two arrived at Wu Pavilion, there was already an exquisite girl waiting there.

The girl looks about ten years old, wearing a disciple's uniform from Xuanhua Mountain, with silver and yellow mattresses, and a small sword-like pattern printed on the collar, looking very beautiful.

Seeing Yangming coming, the girl jumped over happily: "Senior Brother, you are here, Si Xin has been waiting here for a long time."

Yang Ming smiled and said, "The second junior sister came early."

He put Rong Xian down and explained to Si Xin: "Second Junior Sister, this is the master's newly accepted disciple, our junior sister, Rong Xian."

He was about to introduce Sixin to Rong Xian, but was interrupted by Sixin.

Si Xin stood in front of Rong Xian, and the slight taller than Rong Xian insisted on making a despised expression, which was very amused: "Little Junior Sister, I am your second senior sister Si Xin."

Rong Xian's phoenix eyes bent slightly and she shouted obediently: "Hello, Second Senior Sister."

Seeing that the two junior sisters got to know each other, Yangming began to teach them: "Our Xuanhua Mountain is mainly a sword cultivation sect. Regardless of whether you have excellent spiritual roots or not, as long as you have roots and bones and have talent in sword training, you can practice. Now I will first tell you the introductory mental methods and thoughtfulness. I have already told you two days ago, so you can practice first."

"Yes, senior brother." Si Xin replied.

Yangming turned his head and said to Rong Xian with a gentle voice: "Little Junior Sister, your body is not suitable for practicing swords. I will teach you the mental method of nourishing your body. Practice hard and strive to make your body better as soon as possible."

Rong Xian said obediently: "Yes, senior brother."

Yangming couldn't help but rub her soft hair and said, "Even if you don't know sword skills, it doesn't matter. Master loves you as much as your senior brother."

Rong Xian looked at him with bright eyes and Zhan Yan smiled: "Well, thank you senior brother."

Since then, she stayed in Xuanhua Mountain, practicing the exercises given to her by Yangming on the surface, and secretly trying to calm her injuries.

Master Tsinghua Real People have been looking for spiritual herbs outside to repair her injuries. Sometimes they come back once a year, sometimes once a year, sometimes once a year in two or three years.

Five years passed quickly, and Tsinghua real people also came back three times, each time they refined the spiritual herbs they brought back into energy to repair the body of their little disciples.

After seeing the little disciple's health improve, he hurriedly left to look for new spiritual herbs.

On the back mountain by the stream, Rong Xian has grown up a lot, and she looks heroic and cool in her disciple costume.

The delicate face has a faint smile, and the eyebrows and eyes are curved, which can easily make people feel good. But when the clear phoenix eyes slightly curled up, they look a little sharp and powerful, like two extremes.

Rong Xian sat cross-legged, and the spiritual power around her fluctuated with an obscure and mysterious rhythm, and the momentum on her body was sometimes high and sometimes low, and was unstable at all.

Suddenly, Rong Xian's expression changed slightly, and the momentum around her suddenly stopped and immediately dissipated.

Opening his eyes, Rong Xian lowered his eyes and looked at his body. The tender yellow underwear was covered with a silver coat, and a yellow jade belt was tied around his waist. Isn’t it normal?

Not...

In Rong Xian's eyes, her body was wrapped in chains made of red runes, which seemed to lock her soul tightly, making it difficult for her to breathe. This is also the reason why her injuries were difficult to recover and her cultivation was difficult to achieve in a long time.

She stood up, her sleeves shook, and the chains of the red runes shook, like the burning red lotus karma fire, and she would never give up until she burned your soul. This is what she can see-

"Karma, effect, karma." Rong Xian murmured in a low voice.

Thousands of years ago, for personal grievances, she destroyed several Taoist priests and killed tens of millions of people. Although she relieved her hatred, she was also covered in the blood of innocent people and was plagued by karma.

The monk is most afraid of cause and effect. When she controls the demonic path, the immortals and demons fight each other and countless karma descends. After taking over the body, the karma does not dissipate, but instead becomes more and more entangled.

If you don’t think of a solution, the way of heaven will follow this karma and spare no effort to erase her.

Before Leng Ningyue could kill her, there was another Heavenly Dao staring at her. This was really a wolf in front and a tiger in the back. But her strength has been greatly reduced now.

Rong Xian closed his eyebrows and thought, just as he was trying to solve his karma, his light footsteps came with a sharp sword energy.

She looked back and saw the girl walking over with a proud look on her back.

"Rong Xian, you're in a daze here again." Si Xin asked proudly with her chin raised.

Rong Xian bent her phoenix eyes and said warmly: "It's the second senior sister. After I practiced the Rejuvenation Art, I have practiced the Meditation Art here for a while."

"The Rejuvenation Art helps you to heal your body. Is the Jingxin Art a Jingxin? You can't practice swords, so why do you do meditate all day? Are you thinking about something?" Sixin asked in a desperate situation and asked in the bottom line.

Rong Xian smiled on her lips, her breath was warm and clean, as if she was not worried about her feelings, and said openly: "I am not in good health and cannot practice swords. Every time I see the second senior sister's amazing sword practice, I always feel regretful, so I practice the Jingxin technique for Jingxin a few more times."
Chapter completed!