Cute little fairy: Brother, is that enough?

Chapter 8

Anyone else dare to put conditions on themselves?so fresh.

Jing Fan looked at her in surprise: "Are you a monk?"

Gu Miaomiao nodded, her eyes were half reluctant to leave the book: "Yes."

There are very few monks who don't know themselves, and Jing Fan can't detect any fluctuations in her spiritual power. He blinked, and a spiritual light flickered in his eyes. He stared at Gu Miaomiao again, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became: "You are so young, who hurt you like this with such a heavy hand? The qi sea in the dantian is broken, which will prevent you from cultivating forever!"

Didn't feel the pulse, didn't check carefully to know what kind of injury she had suffered?Gu Miaomiao raised her eyes in surprise: "Are you from Medicine Valley?"

As soon as the words fell, she saw Nan Guocheng behind Jing Fan, and she shrank her neck to hide, and immediately remembered the clothes Nan Guocheng wore yesterday, the light blue Taoist robe, and the ancient seal script embroidery of "Qingyangzong". The person in front of you, Master, is this person from the Qingyang Sect?Asking the heart is also Qingyang sect industry?

Nan Guocheng also recognized Gu Miaomiao, after all, it was because of her that he was punished to come here to watch the shop and think about his mistakes.Hearing what Jing Fan said at this moment, he looked Gu Miaomiao up and down, and asked a little nervously: "How did you get your injury? Did my spell affect you? Or is it because of my junior sister? No, if it is true With such a serious injury, can you still get up today?"

Gu Miaomiao shook her head timidly, then looked up at Jing Fan, and asked cautiously, "Is it possible for me to recover?"

Jing Fan looked down at the section of wood core in her sparse hair and was speechless. After a while, he turned to Nan Guocheng and said, "I'll help this girl look at her injuries, you go down first."

"Yes." Nan Guocheng leaned down.

Jing Fan threw the book away, set up an isolation formation, motioned for Gu Miaomiao to sit down, and sat on the floor with his clothes lifted.

Gu Miaomiao looked at Jing Fan, gritted her teeth and sat down.

Jing Fan raised his chin towards Gu Miaomiao, and said, "This is the requiem wood core you took from that corpse yesterday?"

Gu Miaomiao looked at Jing Fan in horror, and ran out as soon as she got up, how could she forget!They took something from the corpse yesterday, but if they didn't pursue it, it doesn't mean they haven't reacted now!She can give them anything!Only the requiem wood core can't!
Jing Fan couldn't bear it for no reason, and hastily withdrew the offensive and defensive isolation formation he had set up, and threw out the fairy nine chains, which fell from the top of Gu Miaomiao's head like ribbons, binding her layer by layer.

He got up and walked to Gu Miaomiao's side, and said softly, "Why are you running? I didn't ask you for it."

Gu Miaomiao looked at him suspiciously: "The requiem wood core is extremely precious, since you recognize this piece of requiem wood core, you should know that it is a ten-thousand-year requiem wood core, and it is something that is hard to come by. I ask for it?"

Jing Fan laughed, pointing to the fairy Nine Chains that bound her like soft silk, and said: "I made this fairy Nine Chains with a requiem wood core, the piece you took is a small piece of waste, if you I need a lot more here."

Forehead?
Gu Miaomiao looked at Jing Fan in astonishment: "Is the Wannian Requiem wood core so common now?"

She only knows its medicinal effect, but she doesn't know that this thing can be used to refine weapons, but is this thing not as precious as she remembers?

Jing Fan was surprised and asked back: "For me, this thing is not so precious, but what is today?"

Gu Miaomiao shrugged, and said calmly: "I lost my memory when I woke up. I don't remember anything. I saw this piece of wood in Qingsong Mountain before, and my intuition told me that it is a good thing, and it can heal my injury," she paused Next, said: "I still know how to refine."

Immortal cultivators have seen a lot of situations, and Jing Fan is not surprised. Seeing that she has no intention of running away, he let her go, and set up the isolation circle again, saying: "In your case, one is the one who was taken away." The other is that you may have known it before, but forgot."

"What is Duoshe?" Gu Miaomiao asked curiously, she faintly felt that what she was most likely to do was Duoshe, because those memory fragments contained another world at all.

Jing Fan took out a formation plate, fiddled with Gu Miaomiao for a while, and then put it on the ground, saying: "Seizing the house means that the soul of the cultivator escapes after death and snatches the body of others. The cultivation base of those who give up is higher than that of conceiving a baby, and when conceiving a baby, the monk will cultivate a second soul, and only after the second soul is successful can he cultivate the incarnation outside the body."

Gu Miaomiao made an inference: "Cultivating the second soul can stabilize one's spiritual consciousness? Does it mean that the spiritual consciousness is strong, and the house can be taken even after conceiving a baby? Will the person who is taken away die?"

Jing Fan took a deep look at Miao Miao, put away the array and said: "The person who is taken away will be dissipated, and can't even fall into reincarnation, so the whole cultivation world will kill the person who is taken away."

Gu Miaomiao's back was covered in cold sweat, she licked her lower lip, looked at Jing Fan and said, "Then I..."

"I don't know about your situation." Jing Fan stood up slowly, looked at her again, pulled out the requiem wood core from her hair, and asked, "Tell me how to refine this."

"It's enough to be a real fire." Gu Miaomiao knew that she was far from Jing Fan, and she couldn't run away, let alone take back the requiem wood core from him, so she honestly explained the refining method.

Jing Fan rummaged in the storage bag for a while, took out a small medicine cauldron, threw the requiem wood core into it, took out a wisp of natal real fire and started refining, then turned around and asked Gu Miaomiao: "You really understand The words in that book?"

"En." Gu Miaomiao looked at the book on the side, stepped forward to pick up the book and read a paragraph, then pointed to a few words in it, and said: "These words are wrong, if I guessed correctly, it should be Devil Emperor Grass and Grave Moss."

"Oh?" Jing Fan raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at the handwriting on the book, and said, "Since you can understand it, I will give it to you. I have many more books like this. Do you want to read them?"

"Really?" Gu Miaomiao's eyes lit up, and now everything was extremely unfamiliar to her, and only such words made her feel very friendly.

Jing Fan pursed his lips and said with a smile, "I have a lot of them, but there is one condition if you want to see them."

"What conditions?" Gu Miaomiao asked, and then said: "I am an orphan girl, and now I have amnesia, so you probably have nothing to look at?"

Jing Fan waved his hand and said, "The conditions are simple and easy, but difficult to say. You know the Qingyang sect's selection of disciples, right?"

Gu Miaomiao nodded and said helplessly, "I was going to participate."

Jing Fan wasn't surprised at all. She just swept across her sea of ​​qi. Even though it was shattered, she could tell how much her cultivation was. She was less than 15 years old when she practiced qi to achieve perfection. Basic?
He nodded and said: "My condition is to enter the Qingyang Sect. Then you can read as many books as you want, but how about you copy them for me after reading them?"

If she had perfected her qi training before, she would surely win the Grand Competition, but now that her cultivation base has been abolished, Jing Fan's conditions have to be said to be harsh, even difficult for others.

Gu Miaomiao glanced at Dan Furnace, tilted her head and smiled: "Why not? But I also have conditions."

(End of this chapter)