Zhenjun Xiyan first thought that Fu Xia was the reincarnation of Buddhist cultivators and was undergoing reincarnation, but he soon felt that something was wrong.
With such a strong moral golden light, if Fu Xia is truly a Buddhist, he must have contained Buddha bones and a Buddha heart in his body. However, he did not see it. He only saw that Fu Xia's soul was extremely weak, like a wisp of mist.
Smoke can be blown away by the wind at any time, even more so than Ah Jing.
But with each reincarnation of Buddhist practice, the concentration of the soul will deepen, just like the practice of a Taoist.
Is that the reincarnation of the Great Power?
Zhenjun Xiyan found it very difficult.
Generally, if a cultivator can be called a powerful person, he has basically lost the chance of reincarnation.
But Fu Xia happened to be reincarnated.
Either she has a great background and someone paid a huge price for her, or there is a special opportunity, such as the golden light of morality protecting her soul into reincarnation.
And now it's obviously the latter.
Such a powerful person will generally not restore the memory of the past life, unless it is faced with a life or death crisis or extremely strong oppression.
She forced herself to become stronger as soon as possible.
That opportunity might be the trump card she prepared for herself in her previous life.
It's impossible to get the golden elixir with his body, let alone the other party's moral golden light body protection!
Very few people in this lower world know the existence of moral golden light, let alone the weight of moral golden light, but he knows it.
He once received an inheritance, and it was through practicing the master's techniques that he made rapid progress. Based on his qualifications and understanding, he must admit that he is not as good as Ah Jing.
The master told him in the inheritance that everything has a cause and effect, and the person he should not offend the most is the person who is protected by the golden light of morality.
Because the moral golden light traces cause and effect, it makes no sense at all. You think you are hiding deep enough in the dark, but in fact there is a line of cause and effect firmly holding it, guiding the direction of the moral golden light.
He took the opportunity because of Ah Jing. Misfortune will punish him, but it will not let the victim go, even if Ah Jing knows nothing about it!
Zhenjun Xiyan slowly suppressed the desire in his heart: Ah Jing can no longer bear the slightest torment!
Forget it, she has grown from a child in a mountain village to this point. Apart from chance, her own talent is definitely not ordinary. How can she be reincarnated with great power, how can she be limited by just five spiritual roots?
It’s only a few years, I can afford to wait! Ah Jing can afford to wait too!
He took out the pile of information and burned it.
Since you want others to devote themselves, you can only exchange sincerity for sincerity.
Zhenjun Xiyan traveled through the air and came to the top of the mountain where the Library Pavilion was located. There was a small courtyard in the back mountain, and an old lady with gray hair lived in it.
There are many wrinkles on her face, but her expression is relaxed, with an elegance that is nostalgic for time.
The embarrassment on Zhenjun Xiyan's body had disappeared without a trace, but he still straightened his clothes before knocking on the door softly.
The old lady was sorting out books when she heard the words and came in.
Zhenjun Xiyan said with some excitement,
"Jing, I found a good seedling today and recommend it to you. If Jing has time, you might as well teach her."
The old lady immediately frowned, the relief just now disappeared, replaced by vigilance and preparedness!
"What do you want to do to her? Has your inner demon recurred again?"
If you look closely, you can see that there is deep worry hidden in her eyes.
Zhenjun Xiyan had a sad look on his face,
"Ah Jing, don't worry, I won't fall into the devil's path. I won't do such wrong things again, and I won't turn people into drug boys to test medicine for you. I know you don't want the results of that. You see
I took Huguang well and left no sequelae. They often come to see you and collect purple jade spiritual honey for you. They are very filial and not like those wolf-hearted people. Of course I am also happy. Ah Jing, you still can’t believe it.
Me? You are now turning to magic, and you have done a lot of research in this field, and it just so happens that the young lady I am interested in is also very good at magic."
The old lady was silent for a moment and then asked, "Is that all?"
"I can't hide anything from you, A Jing. She is also very talented in alchemy. I think she might be able to cure you."
This statement made the old lady calm down. She said,
"I will think about it."
True Lord Xiyan was extremely happy, but tried hard to restrain it.
"She won the first place in the outer sect competition and will come to the library tomorrow to copy the jade slips. Jing, you can take a good look at it. If you don't like it, forget it."
True Lord Xiyan's thoughts flashed, and he thought of that little girl Shu Liu.
The rest of the Shu family are worth mentioning, and only two good bamboo shoots grew out of the bad bamboo. Only Shu Liu still has some sincerity towards Ah Jing.
Seeing that he didn't force anything, the old lady temporarily put aside her suspicion.
The two are very close.
One is young and the other is full of wrinkles, and they seem like two generations apart. How can such a distance be brought closer?
What separates them is time!
…
It was still dark, and Fu Xia was sleeping deeply. She was completely unaware of what had just happened. Xiao Wu, who was supposed to see all this, was also in a daze, as if there was a force that blocked their perception, preventing them from noticing.
.
Fu Xia slept very well this night.
She got up early the next morning and said good morning to Xiao Wu.
[Xia Xia, can we go to the library to copy the jade slips now? I must say that your sect is really stingy. It is said to be a whole day, but it has to start at 8 o'clock in the morning. Can't it be counted from early in the morning?
?That way, Xia Xia, you will have more time]
Fu Xia didn’t quite understand either, so he just said,
"Don't worry, I can copy all the inheritance."
When she walked out of the yard, she saw Yan Yunzhou waiting outside.
"Junior brother."
"Sister, let's go quickly, it's almost time."
Fu Xia nodded at him, and the two of them rushed to the library.
Yan Yunzhou asked her with a smile on the way,
"Senior sister, did you sleep happily last night?"
"Happy, I have a long-lost sense of relaxation."
"Then senior sister, do you want to continue sleeping?"
Fuxia shook her head,
"No, I'm afraid that I'll be tired. And because it's rare, it's valuable. If you sleep a lot, it won't be rare. Someone once told me that you don't need to sleep for a long time during your lifetime, as you will sleep forever after you die."
[Yes, that’s what I said]
Yan Yunzhou was stunned, it seemed to make sense.
"Then senior sister plans to use this as a way to reward herself?"
Looking at Fu Xia's expression, he knew he was right, and couldn't help but feel a little sad.
"Sister, you are only seven years old."
Fuxia patted his shoulder,
"Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Seven years old is no reason."
After all, they are cultivators. Seven years old is very young, teenagers are very young, and even 20 or 30 years old can be considered young.
Qi refining monks have a lifespan of two hundred years. Does she have to work hard again when she is fifty or sixty years old?
What's more, she knows her miserable future and thinks about changes all the time. She will never let herself fall into the fate in the plot again!
"Don't advise me on these things in the future. This is my bottom line, even if I know you have good intentions."
Yan Yunzhou's heart trembled, "Senior sister, I understand."