I have been tortured by the spell for a month, and as soon as I close my eyes, my eyes are filled with bizarre nightmares, and I have no intention of exploring the elliptical ball in my consciousness.
Now when I went to check again, I found that the bright light seemed to have grown a little bigger.
It was originally just an oval sphere, but now the top has become sharper and sharper, and it seems that there is a small crack.
Tang Ling took a closer look and found that the gap was actually the opening of the flower bud.
After a month, the elliptical sphere in the consciousness gradually turned into the shape of a flower bud at some point, slowly rotating, and with a faint tendency to bloom.
Tang Ling was surprised.
Will every cultivator have such a flower in his body?
Thinking of the human body diagram he had learned in Danzong, Tang Ling rejected this idea in his mind.
Then why does she have it?
Tang Ling, who had been brainwashed by various time-travel novels in his previous life, suddenly realized a problem.
Is this the so-called golden finger that every time traveler must have?
But... apart from helping her break through the membrane surrounding her spiritual consciousness that day, she didn't seem to feel any special effect during these days.
Tang Ling recalled the memories about the knowledge of Danzong that burst into his mind when he was treating Lu Ren.
There is also the familiar feeling of flying in the air when riding birds and flying carpets.
Could it be that the function is to provide her with knowledge support?
She thought about it and couldn't figure it out. The more she looked at it, the more she felt that the bud in front of her was like a huge mystery, hidden in her body. Perhaps one day, when the bud fully bloomed, the answer to the mystery would be revealed.
What kind of flower will it be?
As soon as this thought came up, my spiritual consciousness detected someone in the room.
Tang Ling opened his eyes.
Yao Yao walked to the bed, holding a storage bag in her hand.
"Miss, I just remembered that Senior Brother Song gave this to you before he was taken away."
It’s not the same as the storage bag you throw to yourself when you go to collect herbs.
This storage bag is obviously smaller, and I don’t know how big the space is inside.
Tang Ling took it and used her spiritual sense to explore it in, and found that although it seemed smaller, the space inside was more than twice as large as the storage bag given to her.
If the space inside her storage bag can be regarded as a room, then the space inside Song Nan's is almost comparable to the entire ancient banyan courtyard.
It's just that this huge storage space is empty, with only a bunch of green-looking plants scattered in the corner.
See.
Tang Ling thought of the ginseng they picked at the Ninth Peak.
However, Lu Ren clearly said that once this herb leaves the dangerous illusion of the Ninth Peak Cliff, it will quickly wither.
Why is it that the ginseng she sees now is the same as the one she saw on the cliff in the mirror at that time, with no trace of withering at all?
If Lu Ren's information is correct, then the only possible reason is the storage bag.
Storage bags that can keep fresh?
Tang Ling thought for a moment, withdrew his consciousness, and ordered Yao Yao to get a plate of leftovers from the kitchen, store the leftovers inside, and planned to take a look at it in two days.
As for the ginseng inside, it was originally collected to compensate Yuan Yulang.
But now...
Tang Ling's mind flashed back to the moment when the rope on Song Nan's body was burned by a salamander on the cliff, and he recalled the morning when the young man straightened his spine and faced the elder of the Fu Zhen Sect alone.
"Forget it." She said to herself, "Baby-faced disciples are not worthy of this thing."
Yao Yao knows who the baby face Tang Ling talks about.
Although Tang Ling often practiced outside during the day and was not with her, Tang Ling would tell her little by little about everything that happened after coming to Lingxian Sect during daily interactions.
Including the nicknames given to the elders of the Fu Zhen Sect.
Just like the lady just woke up from the hospital bed a year ago.
Talk about it every day, talk about everything.
She listened to everything and was willing to listen.
"Miss, aren't these herbs the raw materials for refining advanced elixirs?" Her eyes flashed brightly, "We can make them ourselves, and after taking them, miss will definitely be able to grow a level taller."
In fact, when the young lady decided to compensate Yuan Yulang, Yao Yao wholeheartedly disagreed.
If you have something good, why don’t you keep it for yourself?
"You're right!" Tang Ling rolled his eyes, then looked at Yao Yao and said, "I will learn alchemy right away, and then refine the advanced elixir for you as soon as possible!"
"Miss, you are right to think so -" Yao Yao's voice stopped abruptly.
"What?"
She looked at Tang Ling, her eyes full of doubts.
Tang Ling pursed her lips and nodded, "Yaoyao, tell me, do you like practicing?"
Yao Yao was a little unresponsive, but he still said what was in his heart, "Cultivation can make Yao Yao stronger, and Yao Yao doesn't hate this feeling."
In the two months since I started practicing in the Lingxian Sect, my waist no longer hurts when I work, my legs no longer ache, and I don’t gain weight after eating a lot.
Although it will be a bit bitter.
This pain is better than when she was a rough servant.
Cultivation is such a good thing!
Does that mean you don’t hate it anymore?
After listening to this, Tang Ling thought that with Yao Yao's spiritual root level, it would be much easier to cultivate than him, and he immediately made a decision.
"From tomorrow onwards, you have to report to the school of Elder Yida of Shufa Sect every day. Let's try our best to see if we can give you a bright future!"
"What the lady said is really an exaggeration!" Yao Yao couldn't help laughing, "Yao Yao is just a slave, what future can he have?"
Here we go again.
Tang Ling doesn't plan to continue arguing with her.
It’s really hard for her to understand Yao Yao’s brain circuit.
Just like she had difficulty understanding Lu Ren at that time.
"If you can win the favor of Elder Yidao in the next half month, I will definitely betroth you to a good family in the future, miss!"
Yao Yao's eyes lit up instantly.
This is this girl’s strange thinking.
In her eyes, marrying a good man is the greatest reward.
Tang Ling expressed confusion again.
But now she can only use this to motivate her.
How sad.
"From now on, young lady, you won't have to worry about my food and clothing!" Tang Ling patted her chest, "Your mission is to practice hard, give young lady a good reputation, protect her when the time comes, and prevent others from bullying your young lady!"
Hearing this, Yaoyao's eyes suddenly became firm and she clenched her fists.
Yes, Miss has suffered a lot since she came to Lingxian Sect.
There are too many bad people here!
The master and servant temporarily put aside their worries about a certain senior brother who was still imprisoned alone, and together they planned a bright future for the path of cultivation.
What the two of them don't know is that many monks don't have spiritual roots like Yao Yao, so they have to endure a lot of hardships to practice.
And Yao Yao has just stepped onto the threshold of cultivation. If he wants to go on this road, it will be long and far, and he will encounter many difficulties that are unimaginable.
So cultivation is not simple.
It’s just that the ignorant are fearless.
But sometimes it’s not good to know too much.
So it’s just right to start with Yao Yao in his current state.