After Yangming walked out of the room, he came to Sixin and saw the anger on Sixin's face. The warmth on his face disappeared: "It seems that the second junior sister did not realize her mistake."

Sixin said aggrievedly: "It's obvious that Rong Xian's cultivation is poor, why would senior brother say I'm wrong?"

Yang Ming's face was colder than before. If it was really an ordinary sword fight, how could the castration of the sword go towards the heart of the person?

He used to think that minor conflicts between brothers and sisters were nothing. Which children didn't quarrel when they were young? However, his negligence almost caused a tragedy. He would never allow such things to happen.

Yang Ming looked majestic and spoke decisively: "You did something wrong but you don't regret it. You only want to evade responsibility. It really disappoints me. I will punish you in the back mountain for three months. Think carefully about your mistake."

where."

He tossed his sleeves and left, leaving Sixin stunned on the spot.

She looked stern, Rong Xian was really good at making her senior brother more and more disappointed with her, she really underestimated Rong Xian's influence.

After Sixin was punished, Rongxian has been recovering in bed.

She turned over the simple bamboo slips in her hands, feeling a little uncomfortable with these days of leisure.

Suddenly, Rong Xian's body tensed up, she looked at the corner of the room and squinted: "Come out."

After the words fell, a young man wearing a Confucian robe, a high crown, and a bamboo slip in his hand came out of the shadows.

The young man has a pair of bright eyes, which gives people a gentle and elegant feeling when he looks at people.

"Lord," he shouted with a faint smile on his face. There was no unnecessary movement, but the solemnity in his tone could not be ignored.

Seeing that she was an acquaintance, Rong Xian's body did not relax at all. She said solemnly: "It's unexpected that Qingfeng can find me."

After a pause, she asked in a dangerous tone: "How can you find me?"

Han Xi knew what she meant and would not let any of his subordinates disturb her, so Ye Qingfeng must have found it himself.

Ye Qingfeng knew that if his answer was even half wrong, the Lord would definitely not let him go.

He didn't have any fear, and still had a graceful manner and an elegant smile: "My lord, don't worry, Qingfeng also accidentally noticed your aura."

Ye Qingfeng took out a bead that exuded a light aqua color from his arms, and said with a hint of confusion: "This is a bead that I got accidentally. I wanted to refine it and use it as a spiritual treasure, but I never thought that this bead would never do anything.

Until one day five years ago, the bead suddenly shone brightly and almost came out of my hand. Qingfeng was curious and followed the bead's guidance to come here."

Speaking of this, Ye Qingfeng burst into laughter: "I never thought I would see the Lord here."

Rong Xian focused all her attention on the bead at this time. She did not ask Ye Qingfeng how he recognized her since she had already taken away her body and her appearance was not hers. Ye Qingfeng also did not say,

There seemed to be a strange tacit understanding between the two of them.

Although Rong Xian had some doubts about Ye Qingfeng, she subconsciously chose to believe him. That inexplicable trust made her eyes darken.

She stood up and slowly approached Ye Qingfeng. She stopped three steps in front of Ye Qingfeng. As if she was bewitched by something, she reached out and touched the bead.

Ye Qingfeng held his breath and stared at Zhuzi and Rong Xian, feeling inexplicably nervous in his heart.

After Rong Xian's hand touched the bead, the bead flew directly out of Ye Qingfeng's hand and hung in the air, surrounded by thick water vapor.

Rong Xian subconsciously called out: "Shui Lingzhu."

Shui Lingzhu seemed to hear Rong Xian calling its name, it trembled with joy and fell into Rong Xian's hand.

Rong Xian had a strange illusion that this bead belonged to her and had been hers from beginning to end. But this was the first time she saw it, whether it was before or after the seizure.

After a moment of silence, Rong Xian looked up at Ye Qingfeng and said in an unquestionable tone: "Qingfeng, the water spirit bead is mine."

Ye Qingfeng sighed secretly: It really is so.

He smiled in relief, elegantly and gently: "It belongs to the Lord."

Rong Xian's body relaxed a lot, and her tone was no longer as solemn as before. She turned her wrist and the water spirit bead had disappeared. She asked, "Have you been in Xuanhua Mountain these past few years?"

Ye Qingfeng held the bamboo slip, and his behavior became more casual and carefree: "Qingfeng has only been in Xuanhua Mountain for more than half a month. Seeing that the Lord is safe, Qingfeng is relieved."

Rong Xian did not ask him about the Holy Mountain. After hesitating for a moment, she gave him another task: "Wuxin Cliff is now controlled by Leng Ningyue, so Qingfeng doesn't have to go back. You can be considered a blessing if you can find the Water Spirit Pearl.

"

She looked deeply at Ye Qingfeng and said: "There are five elements in heaven and earth. Now that I saw the water spirit bead, I guessed that there must be four spirit beads of gold, wood, fire and earth. I am very relieved about your cultivation, so I will give these four spirit beads to you.

To find."

Ye Qingfeng responded solemnly: "Yes, I will take the order."

After Ye Qingfeng left, Rong Xian looked at the water spirit bead in her hand and her heart moved. The spirit bead that had been hidden in her soul suddenly appeared, exuding a faint greenness and huge vitality, wrapping her up.

Rong Xian opened her right hand, and the water spirit beads filled with water vapor flew into the air and became entangled with the spirit beads.

Her eyes flashed and she called softly: "Wood Lingzhu."

The wooden spirit bead trembled. For the first time in thousands of years, Rong Xian felt joy in it.

The thing that caused the Rong family to be exterminated was actually the Wood Spirit Bead. Rong Xian looked at the two beads side by side with a sarcastic and bitter smile on her lips.

One thousand six hundred years ago, the whole world was in an uproar over the fight for the divine artifact, the Spirit Pearl, and countless families and sects disappeared. Who would have thought that less than two thousand years later, the same Spirit Pearl would appear in the hands of someone with the same surname.

Rong Xian closed her eyes and tried to suppress her sadness.

After putting away the two spirit beads, Rong Xian took a new roll of bamboo slips and turned them over. Suddenly, she seemed to see something and squeezed the hand of the bamboo slips.

Upon closer inspection, it turns out that at the bottom of the bamboo slips there are sentiments left by predecessors.

——I have a great ambition to practice medicine to save the world and benefit all living beings.

Rong Xian read this sentence twice, her eyes filled with joy. She finally found a way to restrain her karma.

As a doctor, she formed many good karma and grabbed a glimmer of life without violating her destiny. The good karma eliminated her karma, and one day this karma would not be able to stop her.

She smiled heartily, and her phoenix eyes seemed to be filled with moonlight, which accommodated thousands of scenery, making people couldn't help but stop and admire it.

Rong Xian walked to the table and looked through the medical classics brought by her senior brother. It was said that they were all the experiences left by the second head of Xuanhua Mountain, and some prescriptions for elixirs were also recorded in them.

Rong Xian didn't even care about her own injuries. She looked through the classics carefully and concentrated on them, and quickly wrote down the contents.
Chapter completed!