Sword Immortal, she convinces people with reason

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Lin Yige put the two meat buns wrapped in oil paper next to Wen Caiwei, and then she hid in a tree and waited.

After about a quarter of an hour, Wen Caiwei regained a gleam in her eyes, and she looked more energetic.

She raised her upper body slightly, and saw the oiled paper bag beside her at a glance.

Wen Caiwei closed her eyes in disbelief, wrinkled her nose and sniffed, then reached out and touched it tentatively.

Feeling the warmth coming from the oil paper bag, Wen Caiwei couldn't help murmuring: "It's not an illusion..."

As if thinking of something, the girl was stunned for a moment, her eyes were flushed and misty with tears.

Wen Caiwei woke up quickly, sucked her nose, and then forced herself to hold back her tears.

She carefully avoided the injured ankle, endured the severe pain of the broken bone on her back, and tried her best to sit up on her knees.

After taking a breath, Wen Caiwei raised her arms and wiped away the mottled tears on her face.

The skin on her face was so tender and tender that it was rubbed twice by her sleeve, and it immediately became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She let out a soft "hiss", endured the pain on her face, rubbed her hands on her legs, and then reached out to take the oil paper bag.

The fingertips touched the warmth again, and Wen Caiwei almost shed tears again.

Will put this here, except for the immortal head of the Guiyi faction I saw at the mountain gate, there is no one else.

Wen Caiwei smiled self-deprecatingly, some people can take back their family love for more than ten years in the blink of an eye;

Inside the oil paper bag are meat buns from Tanjia Baozi Shop in Baihe Town.

Although Wen Caiwei had expected it in her heart, she still frowned slightly.

She took a deep breath, lowered her head and took a bite as if she had made some important decision.

As soon as she took it in, the strong smell of meat made her nauseated, and she almost vomited.

Wen Caiwei closed her eyes, suppressing the nausea, but couldn't stop the tears from pouring out.

She is a fetal vegetarian, and she can't even smell the smell of meat.

The body is delicate, so if you eat a little faster, you may not be able to digest it, and your abdomen will be distended as if you were pregnant for five months.

In the past, the whole family took good care of her, even the eldest uncle of the head of the Wen family often took care of her. Wen Caiwei has never felt so uncomfortable for nearly a year.

After a while, Wen Caiwei wrinkled her face and chewed the mouthful of steamed stuffed bun carefully and swallowed it.

Wen Caiwei chewed slowly while tears streamed down her face, she couldn't bear to see Lin Yige who was hidden beside her.

But that's all she can do.

The trial formation must be completed by the immortal seeker alone.

What Lin Yige didn't expect was that there were people like Wen Caiwei in the world who couldn't eat meat buns.

She secretly decided that if Wen Caiwei couldn't hold on halfway, in addition to helping her heal her bone injuries, she would also adjust her meridians by the way.

Wen Caiwei only took a few mouthfuls, then put away the buns and started on the road again.

She rested for a while and walked for a while, slowly but firmly, never looking back once.

After observing and confirming for half an hour, Lin Yige was relieved for the most part.

Estimating that it would take a long time for Wen Caiwei to arrive at Yingxian Pavilion, Lin Yige took advantage of this time to return to Kun Dao Temple, and re-selected a relatively quiet abode on the north side.

Carrying water, chopping firewood, boiling water, pouring the exercise cream into the bathtub and stirring well, it is considered ready.

In the pitch-black hot potion, Lin Yige submerged into the water while suppressing the numbness all over his body, while running Zhou Tian to guide the power of the potion into his limbs and bones.

Fortunately, she has water spirit roots, so she won't suffocate in the water.

After soaking for a full day and night, the effect of the medicine was completely absorbed by the bones.

The hot water in the bath had already cooled down, turning from pitch black to turbid to clear again.

Lin Yige could clearly feel that his bones were almost invulnerable.

She raised her hand to congeal a water mirror, looked at the woman in the mirror, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: It is indeed a thousand-year-old drynaria, and it is indeed the top-quality calcined keel!
Her appearance has not changed now, but her bone age and physical condition seem to be on par with Chitose Faxiu who does not deliberately exercise.

But this is far from enough. The disciples of the Guiyi School cultivate both life and soul, and their physical bodies are several times stronger than those of ordinary Dharma cultivation, which can be compared with physical cultivation.

Right now, it is just an expedient means used by Lin Yige temporarily in order not to attract attention.

When she figured out what kind of grievances and grievances those monks had with her thousands of years ago, and then found out whether there was someone manipulating behind the scenes, she naturally didn't have to hide it anymore.

Lin Yige tidied up a bit, then went to the trial formation to look for Wen Caiwei again to check her condition.

Wen Caiwei had already climbed more than half of the distance at this time, and was getting closer and closer to Yingxian Pavilion.

She originally arrived at Heming Mountain in the early morning, and spent a lot of time entangled with the four female guards, and it was almost noon when she entered the battle.

When Wen Caiwei reached out and touched the threshold of Yingxian Pavilion, it was already noon on the third day.

Wen Caiwei didn't know how long it would take for ordinary people to reach Yingxian Pavilion. She only knew that she had reached the limit of her desire to overcome and give up several times until now.

The high fever persisted and she didn't drink a drop of water, which made her dizzy, and there was pain everywhere in her body.

The bone wounds on my back and feet were especially swollen and painful.

Wen Caiwei exhausted her last strength, her fingertips could barely touch the cold floor tiles in Yingxian Pavilion, but no matter what, she couldn't cross the threshold that was only one palm high.

The hope that is close at hand has become out of reach again...

Could it be that all these efforts will eventually become in vain?
Seeing Wen Caiwei's face of despair, Lin Yige sighed, walked out of the woods at the entrance of Yingxian Pavilion, passed her into Yingxian Pavilion without looking sideways.

Not long after, Lin Yige returned with the roster and called the girl, "Wen Caiwei."

Wen Caiwei raised her head when she heard the voice.

After two days of crawling, she was already in a mess.

The pink lips lost their color and were as dry as paper; a head of black hair was scattered, and the ends of the hair were dragged on the ground, stained with dust and mixed with a few rotten leaves.

His eyes were red and swollen, and his face, which was originally like suet white jade, was red and swollen with dry tears.

Not to mention, the brocade clothes on his body were already dirty and tattered after rubbing on the ground for so long.

Lin Yige held the roster in front of Wen Caiwei, and said coldly: "Leave your name on the roster, and you will be a disciple of the Guiyi sect from now on."

Hearing this sentence, Wen Caiwei, who had hoped for the help of the immortal several times but failed, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and big and big tears burst out of her eyes uncontrollably.

The fairy is right, God helps those who help themselves.

Lin Yige frowned slightly, shed so many tears without drinking water for two days, it could be called a magical power.

While weeping, Wen Caiwei held the Langhao pen that appeared on the roster with trembling hands, and tremblingly wrote down her name.

After the Langhao brush disappeared, Wen Caiwei rolled her eyes and passed out with peace of mind.

His forehead knocked against the huanghuali wood threshold of Yingxian Pavilion, making a loud noise, and blood gushed out.

Wen Caiwei didn't realize it, she was fast asleep.

She had a high fever for two days during the trial labyrinth, and she still suffered from fractured bones and fractures. She persisted through gritting her teeth, but now she suddenly relaxed and fell into a deep sleep.

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