What did you say? Am I a pauper again?

Chapter 308 The Sixth World: The Saintess of Nanling Sect

Jing Yuanzhi was lying in the space, the smile on his lips still there.

"Hasn't woken up yet?" Ba Mao looked at the person on the ground in confusion.

Jing Yuanzhi sat up and said, "I'm awake."

"It's good that you're awake. Let me show you what happens next?" Ba Mao asked as usual.

"Okay." This time they were very successful and Jing Yuanzhi was in a good mood.

She heard what Li Ran said, but she didn't know if it would be useful.

She also knew the mole on his hand.

Seeing that the villagers buried them together, Jing Yuanzhi asked Ba Mao to turn off the screen.

"Let's go to the next world."

"it is good."

"Brother, what's wrong with my sister?" A handsome and childish voice sounded in Jing Yuanzhi's ears.

Her head felt dizzy and she felt very uncomfortable.

He rubbed his eyebrows and sat up, then saw an enlarged face in front of him.

Jing Yuanzhi was startled and fell backwards, but there was nothing behind him and he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, someone stopped him.

"Li Xing, stand still, you scared your junior sister!" A calm and angry voice sounded behind Jing Yuan.

The man called Li Xing stood up straight and scratched his hair embarrassedly.

"Junior sister, I'm sorry I scared you." Li Xing looked at Jing Yuanzhi embarrassedly.

"I'm fine." Jing Yuanzhi just woke up suddenly and didn't pay much attention.

Jing Yuanzhi felt a little better after feeling dizzy, and when she wanted to stand up, she found that she was lying on an ice bed.

"Junior sister, how are you? Are you feeling better?" The person behind her walked up to her.

Jing Yuanzhi looked at the man in front of her. His hair was simply tied behind his head with a hair tie, and his whole body revealed an unruly and casual air. However, his expression was particularly calm and serious, and there was some worry in his eyes when he looked at her.

"I'm fine, just a little dizzy. Senior brothers, what happened to you?" Jing Yuanzhi did not accept the memory. She could only know that they were her senior brothers from the way they called her, and she didn't know anything else.

"Junior sister, this is normal for you. There shouldn't be any major problems with your body, right, senior brother?" Li Xing walked forward to assess Jing Yuanzhi's physical condition, and finally asked Qi Heng.

"Well, it's normal to feel dizzy. Junior sister, just rest on the ice bed for a few days, and you will be fine later." Qi Heng looked at Jing Yuanzhidao. Although his expression was still serious, she could see some pampering and tenderness in it.

Jing Yuan subconsciously softened his voice: "Okay, Senior Brother, thank you for your help."

"What trouble? You can have a good rest here first. My junior brother and I will go out first and won't disturb you anymore." Qi Heng smiled and touched Jing Yuanzhi's hair, then pulled Li Xing out.

The several-meter-high blue and white ice door closed in front of Jing Yuanzhi.

Jing Yuanzhi finally had time to see what this place was.

All she saw was an icy blue color, with thick ice everywhere, but she didn't feel cold at all, even though she was lying on this ice bed.

Receive the memory first, and then worry about the rest.

Jing Yuanzhi lay back on the ice bed: "Ba Mao, receive the memory." "Okay!"

A familiar feeling of pain came, and Jing Yuanzhi covered his head which was about to explode.

It’s true. Even after experiencing it so many times, I still can’t get used to it.

Soon, the memory reception was completed.

Jing Yuanzhi lay on the bed, slowly sorting out the overwhelming memories.

Xuerong is the junior sister of the Nanling Sect and also the quasi-saint of Nanling. The Nanling Sect is located in the snow-capped mountains with snow all year round. Due to the harsh environment, this sect has rarely come into contact with people from the outside world.

Therefore, the people in this sect have always been very simple.

However, it was this innocence that led to the tragic massacre of the entire family a hundred years later.

The Buddhist disciples of the Western Buddhist Sect traveled to the Nanling Kingdom and paid a visit to the Nanling Sect as usual, but they accidentally heard that the sacred object of the Saint of Nanling was the Ice Soul Pearl, a divine object that could allow one to ascend to heaven in one fell swoop.

Maybe this Buddhist disciple did not have any thoughts at first, but after he went out, he spread the matter of the Ice Soul Orb to the Western Buddhist Sect. Bewitched by the senior monks in the Buddhist sect, this Buddhist disciple came to the Nanling Sect again and stole the Ice Soul Orb.

As a saint, Xuerong discovered something was wrong the moment the Ice Soul Pearl left her body, and immediately chased after it, but she was no match for the Buddhist. Even if all the people from the Nanling Sect who discovered something was wrong and rushed over, they were still no match for the Buddhist.

When the Buddhist disciple saw that so many people had discovered what he had done, he panicked and used a forbidden technique in a hurry. As a result, the Nanling School, which had existed in the southernmost part of the country for tens of thousands of years, lost its name on the street.

No one in the entire sect survived.

The purpose this time is very clear, revenge, and all the people from the Western Buddhist Sect must be buried with the Nanling Sect.

After Jing Yuanzhi received the memories, they finally stopped at the moment before Xuerong's death. The overwhelming hatred made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Bamao, do you want the Ice Soul Bead this time?" In addition to the Inkstone Dust Bead from last time, another Ice Soul Bead has appeared now. Just because of this one bead, the Nanling sect was in danger of being destroyed.

It is conceivable that this Ice Soul Orb must be a good thing, and it seems to be a divine object.

"Yes! This is the Ice Soul Orb!" Ba Mao praised.

"Okay, but isn't the Ice Soul Orb a sacred object? If you take it away, the Nanling Sect will no longer have a sacred object?" Isn't this a bit immoral?

"Alas, because this bead brought disaster to the Nanling Sect, so they don't particularly want this bead. What's more, Xuerong used the bead as a bargaining chip for us to avenge her this time." Ba Mao said.

"Besides, the reason why the Nanling Sect died is that they were not strong, and secondly, they were too naive. I took away the Ice Soul Pearl and will leave something for them." Ba Mao said. He was not so domineering.

"Okay." Jing Yuanzhi smiled. Ba Mao was still so kind.

"I was practicing too eagerly this time and damaged the meridians in my body, which led to my coma?" Jing Yuanzhi asked.

Xuerong was about to inherit the position of the Saint. In order not to disappoint her master and fellow brothers, she had been practicing martial arts very seriously during this period. Unexpectedly, she ended up making things worse.

"Well, you will be fine after a few days of sleep. Your senior brothers have already cured your major injuries."

"Okay, then I'll have a good sleep for a few days." The memory she just received made her already dizzy brain even more uncomfortable. Jing Yuanzhi closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

After sleeping for three full days, Jing Yuanzhi finally left the ice room.

Her fellow apprentices and her master were already standing outside waiting for her.

"Master, senior brother!"

Jing Yuanzhi walked out with a smile: "You are all here. Xuerong is fine now. I'm sorry to have worried my master and brothers." Xuerong is a very innocent and sensible child. In her world, there are only the master and brothers of the sect, followed by her cultivation, and finally herself.

Therefore, she felt very ashamed towards her master and fellow practitioners because she had harmed her body through practice and made everyone worry about her.