It's not easy to cross the fairy

Chapter 4 Yunyao's Strength

More than three years later.

Yunyao learned to speak and also learned to walk.

Under Yun Moyang's constant supply of delicious food and drinks, the little girl looks fat and chubby, and she looks very cute.

Yun Yao licked the last bit of Lingmi porridge in the bowl, gently stroked the silly hair, and smiled happily.

"Silly sister, your hair smells so good!"

"Stop playing." Glancing at Yunyao, he said dotingly.

Yun Yao likes silly girls.

After more than three years of getting along, the relationship between her and Shaya has become very good.

At first, she was a little uncomfortable with the name Er Gouzi, but now she is used to it.

The silly girl said, give her a cheap life to support her, so she will be called Er Gouzi.

Yun Yao did not refuse the nickname Shaya gave her.

Who made Sister Silly to treat her sincerely?

She has always believed that the grace of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring, and whoever treats me well, I will repay it a hundred times, which is the principle of life.

Don't call her a silly girl, don't call her Er Gouzi, even if you call her a dead girl, she won't say anything.

Holding the big bowl in her hand, she leaned against Sha Ya, pouted and asked, "Sister Sha Ya, can I stop taking the medicinal bath? The medicinal bath hurts so much!"

Soaking in a medicated bath is too painful!Every time she took a medicated bath, she was close to death.Even as the soul of an adult, Yun Yao couldn't bear the heart-piercing pain.

The silly girl caressed Yunyao's meatball head distressedly, and said softly: "Yaoyao, although the medicine bath is painful, it's really good! I don't even want to take a bath!"

Thinking of the medicated bath that day, Yun Yao's stomach felt acid regurgitation.

The medicine in the medicinal bath smelled extremely bad. In the month after taking the medicinal bath, as long as she smelled a little medicine, she would feel nauseous.

So much so that now, when she thinks of the smell of the medicine bath, she still has lingering fears.

Such "deep hatred" almost left an indelible "shadow" on her heart.

Presumably, the medicated bath is really precious, right?

Do you want to soak with Sister Silly?

"Okay! I'll take a medicinal bath from now on, and I won't cry again. Sister silly, I still want to drink Lingmi porridge!"

Yun Yao stopped, raised her head, and stretched out her hand.

"Ah!? You've already had three bowls of Lingmi porridge, do you want to drink more?"

The silly girl was really stunned, even if she was an adult, eating a bowl of Lingmi porridge would cause her stomach to hurt from swelling.

But Yaoyao is really good, after drinking three bowls, she doesn't feel bloated at all, she even wants to drink now!
In Shaya's view, her own appetite is already amazing enough.

But Yaoyao's appetite is even more amazing than her!It's like a bottomless pit!

"Yaoyao, Lingmi porridge is too expensive, my grandpa and I are reluctant to take a sip, there is only the last bowl left." The silly girl said, but her hands didn't stop.

"If there is no Lingmi, you can cook me some white rice porridge, Yaoyao is not picky."

There is really no way, her stomach is like a bottomless pit, and she can't get enough to eat.

How could silly girl be hungry for Yunyao?

She took out a watermelon-sized bronze tripod with auspicious clouds engraved on it from the bag, and took a small handful of golden Lingmi.

Afterwards, she made a formula to place the bronze tripod in the air, then put in the spirit rice, took a bowl of crystal clear fairy dew, and poured it into the bronze tripod.

"Hey, sister Shaya is the best!" Seeing Shaya cooking Lingmi porridge, Yun Yao was extremely happy!
The silly girl snorted, ignored Yun Yao, and began to run the kung fu, mobilizing the true essence in the body and mobilizing the aura in the meridians.

Soon, a raging flame appeared in her palm.

The temperature of the flame is very hot, and Yunyao can feel the blazing temperature of the flame's heart even though she is far away.

The silly girl threw the flame in her palm under the bronze tripod, concentrated her attention, and cooked Lingmi for Yunyao.

After half a stick of incense, bursts of rich porridge aroma wafted from the bronze tripod.

The scent was so tangy that it made Xiao Yunyao's mouth water.

Seeing this, the silly girl couldn't help but chuckle, and in the next breath, she retracted the flame, took out the cooked Lingmi porridge in the bronze cauldron, and handed it to Yun Yao, who was already waiting impatiently.

"Thank you, Sister Silly! Sister Silly is so kind!" Yun Yao smiled all over her face, picked up the porridge and drank it.

For some reason, she felt that she had traveled to a baby, and her psychology seemed to have become that of a child.

The silly girl curled her lips, a little annoyed, and muttered softly, "You also call me dearest when you are drinking porridge. Hmph!"

Yun Yao smiled, and after drinking half a bowl, she licked her lips and handed the remaining half bowl of porridge to Sha Ya,
"Here, silly sister, you should drink some too."

"I won't drink it, Yaoyao, you can drink it." The silly girl shook her head, and secretly swallowed again.

Although she wanted to drink it very much, her grandfather had told her that she could not steal the Lingmi in the storage bag.

"Sister silly, drink it, hum! If you don't drink it, I won't drink it either."

Yun Yao raised her small face with a very serious expression, and there seemed to be stars shining in her eyes.

Silly girl's eyes were a little moist, she took the Lingmi porridge, licked the mouth of the bowl reluctantly, and handed it to Yunyao, "Here, I've drunk it, here it is!"

Yun Yao's heart warmed, even though she was silly, she really loved her.

Over the past three years, she has learned something about this world from Sha Ya's mouth.

The family she belongs to now is located in Yuncheng near Yunshan Mountain. It is the only cultivation family within a hundred miles around, called the 'Yun Clan'.

According to legend, 500 years ago, the ancestor of the Yun clan was the guardian of the Canglan Kingdom.

Because of being plotted against by someone, he lost all his cultivation, and finally fled to the Yunshan Mountain on the border of Canglan Country, where he survived incognito.

After that, the Yun Family came into being today.

Yun Yao's current grandfather, that is, the old man Yun Moyang, is the third generation guardian elder of the Yun clan, and his strength is in the late stage of foundation establishment.

Yun Yao didn't know exactly how powerful she was in the later stage of foundation establishment.

But I heard from the silly girl that there are very few monks in Yuncheng. Except for a few foreign monks, almost all the people with cultivation here are members of her Yun family.

In the entire Yuncheng, there are only three foundation cultivators, plus one Golden Core cultivator.

There are only three Foundation Establishment cultivators in the huge Yuncheng, which counts 10 people, so Yun Yao feels that the Foundation Establishment cultivators should be very powerful.

Of course, the most formidable one is the Patriarch of her Yun Family, a cultivator at the early stage of Golden Core, and the person with the highest cultivation level in this Yun City.

At the beginning, when she said she could walk and talk, she begged her grandfather to teach her the way of cultivation.

Grandpa Yun Moyang refused.What did she say that she was still young, hadn't tested her spiritual roots, and couldn't practice.

If she practiced without authorization, she might be unlucky, and then she would be backlashed by aura, destroying her meridians and even her dantian, making her unable to practice anymore.

When Yun Yao heard it, she still thought it was terrible.

But from time to time, she always felt that there was a mass of gas swimming quietly in the dantian.

This symptom is most obvious after drinking the Lingmi porridge.

She didn't know it at first, until she secretly found a book of cultivation methods under the family's ancestral hall, and after reading it secretly, she realized that it was the sign of a monk after entering the first level of Qi training.

Later, she quietly, behind the fool's guard, studied the cultivation method that she stole from under the ancestral hall.

Now, if Yun Yao's calculations are correct, her cultivation has already reached the sixth level of Qi training.

In terms of exercises, she has already learned all the small spells recorded.

She once secretly verified the results of her cultivation in a corner where no one was around.

With the fireball technique, she can summon a fireball bigger than herself in one breath.

With the dust removal technique, she can clean the entire room in an instant.

With the Wind Control Technique, she can fly [-] meters in the air.

And the most difficult thing is to turn gas into form. She can easily use gas to transform into a small real dagger.

However, she didn't tell anyone about these things.

Sister Silly and Grandpa didn't know, they didn't even see the spiritual power in her dantian.

I don't know if it's because of her physique, or because of the excellent resources that her stingy grandfather reluctantly gave her, her current strength is too terrifying.

Thinking of Sister Shaya seeing her walking in the courtyard with a wooden barrel on her back, Yun Yao couldn't help laughing.

She doesn't want to expose her strength, let alone become a monster in the eyes of others.

Yun Yao sighed, she had indeed transmigrated into a monster!
It's just that she, a monster, is so talented that it's not an exaggeration to use the word "defying the sky" to describe her!

Shaya told her that children in Yunshan City have to be six years old to test their spiritual roots, and it takes half a year at the earliest to induce qi into the body, and it takes two years to advance to the first level of qi training.

Among her older brothers, the most powerful elder brother is 23 years old, and his cultivation is only at the peak of the ninth level of qi.

Not only did Yun Yao think in her heart:

If she was 23 years old, what cultivation would she be?

Yun Yao sighed, resting her chin with both hands, looking into the distance,
"When will I grow up? When will I be able to build a foundation?"

"Yaoyao, shall we go out to play?" The silly voice suddenly rang out from beside her ears, pulling Yunyao back from her thoughts.

(End of this chapter)