Not a Witch

"This..." Just as Lorraine Hill was about to explain his future choices, a yellow chrysanthemum flew over.After seeing Lorraine Hill, it made a cheerful voice, and fell down like a small cannonball, smashing into the girl's arms.

A gust of airflow gathered to form a dome, wrapping and restricting the troublesome guy, and then Lorraine Hill grabbed its two wings together and lifted it up.

"Jiujiu." (Save me) Dai Ju struggled.

"Sure enough, it's better to put you in the pot." The girl looked at this guy who never changed.

"Haha, this guy is looking for trouble again." Yu Lingyu tentatively nodded Dai Ju's head.

"Jiujiu!" (There are guests at home.) Dai Ju tweeted again. After getting along for a long time, it can gradually express some complicated meanings.

After Lorraine Hill understood, he blinked.Who will come to find me at this time.

After Jane bid farewell to the people around her, she let go of Dai Ju's wings, flew up, and quickly walked through the forest.

Not long after, one person and one bird slowly landed in the courtyard.

Looking at the familiar figure from behind, Lorraine Hill asked in surprise, "Senior Sister Jinhua."

This true disciple of the faction, who is almost a semi-public successor to the head of the sect, is here today to find out what he can do.

Jin Hua turned around, with a faint smile on her gentle face.

"It's been a while, Jialan, how are you doing recently?"

"Very good, everyone in the pie treats me very well."

"That's good." Jinhua nodded, and then walked into the attic with Lorraine Hill and sat down.

"Actually, I came here today to learn about your future choices, which one of the three avenues to choose."

"After all, people's energy and time are limited. If you choose one of them to practice, the effect will be better."

"Give me an answer in no hurry, because I have other things to say." Jinhua took out three metal flower cups of different colors from his sleeve.

These three flower cups are only the size of a thumb, and they are extremely exquisite, as if they were some kind of extraordinary creation.

"Does Jialan know the ranks of the disciples?"

"Is it divided into outer sect, inner sect, true inheritance?" Lorraine Hill said the knowledge he had learned recently.

"That's right, but there are still a small number of special existences, and that is the core true disciples."

"In order to let our generation grow up quickly and stand firm in this changed world, the elders have prepared a lot of rare resources to assist in the practice."

"Perhaps you will think that this is suspected of cheating, but in fact, all major factions are doing this in order to seize this golden opportunity."

"Cultivating high-level extraordinary people in advance will greatly improve the reputation of the faction in the dynasty, which will bring many benefits."

"Conversely, if my sect is the door-to-door, and it is too late to give birth to a seventh-order existence, the method it has practiced will be questioned by the outside world."

"The times are changing. If you can't be at the forefront, it will be a crime to step on the original topic. This is the change in the current dynasty. All major factions are gearing up to seek changes and opportunities."

"The door-to-door wants to keep its current identity and status, the big group wants to replace the door-to-door position, and the small group wants to find another way to stand out."

"The era of contention among a hundred schools of thought." Lorraine Hill murmured to himself.

Jinhua was slightly taken aback, then smiled.

"Sure enough, Jialan, this is indeed such an era."

"That's why we have to use some extraordinary measures to pile up resources and speed up our practice." Having said this, Jin Hua pursed her lips.

"There are three avenues in the Xiangyu faction, so naturally it needs three leading and outstanding successors as cards."

"I am practicing the Jietian lineage, which has already taken up the resources of this path. There is also a true disciple outside, named Li Ri, who is practicing the Qianlong lineage, and I am about to break through to the seventh level. No less than me."

"That's why there is still the Nine Serenities lineage that is vacant. If you choose this lineage, the school will reward you with many resources."

After finishing speaking, Jinhua paused, looked at Lorraine Hill's expression, and continued.

"Of course, this is just the expectation of the elders in the faction. You can also ignore it and choose the path you like to practice, and you will still be given corresponding resources. It's just that you don't have the richness of choosing the Nine Serenity Lineage."

After finishing speaking, Jinhua seemed a little embarrassed: "Actually, it's not good to interfere with your own choice, but the current situation is unusual, so I also want to tell you the pros and cons of various choices, so as not to cause misunderstanding later."

"Although Martial Uncle Chiwu recommended you to get started, he has been staying at Zixinzhao Night Palace and hasn't returned for a long time, so I have to let me tell you about these things, I hope it won't put pressure on you." Jin Hua thought about it. words.

But I was going to choose Jiuyou's lineage, Lorraine Hill blinked, looked at Jinhua who was showing guilt, and didn't know how to explain and comfort her.

"Since senior sister told me, then I will choose Jiuyou." The girl then added.

"Actually, Senior Sister Jinhua doesn't need to blame herself. I chose Jiuyou from the very beginning. Senior Uncle Chiwu can prove this when he comes back, so you don't have to worry about being forced."

Lorraine Hill tried to untie Jin Hua's knot, she didn't want to make this senior sister feel that she owed herself and owed favors.

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Chapter 58 Mountain Rain Nolan

It's raining.

Lorraine Hill was sitting by the window sill, with his hands on the table and his chin resting on his arms, watching the falling rain from the sky.The thin raindrops fell on the stone slabs, splashing one after another.

The sky outside the window was not too bright, but it was not too dark either. Occasionally, some raindrops would blow into the house along with the wind, sprinkle on the painted surface of the table, and fall on the girl's exposed arms, bringing a burst of cool touch.

There was a sound of water flowing from the yard under the attic. The clear rainwater flowed on the stone slabs, gathered in the gutters on both sides of the yard, and rushed towards the exit of the wall with fallen leaves.

Lorraine Hill didn't practice or read books today, it wasn't because he was tired recently, nor was he bored, but simply wanted to rest.

The white and slender fingers brushed across the window sill, making Lorraine Hill feel a cool moistness.The wet dewdrops on those windowsills gathered under the sliding of fingers to form a larger dewdrop, followed by an irregular small piece of water.

Ordinary things, a touch of happiness floated in her heart.Then he leaned his head on his arm and watched the few dewdrops on his fingertips collide with each other and gather together.

The dew gathers at the fingertips and grows larger, then rolls down from the window sill and falls onto the stone slab in the courtyard below. Together with many water droplets, it splashes small puddles, and then mixes with the clear rainwater and flows into the distance.

I didn't think about anything in my heart, just listening to the sound of the rainwater flowing made me feel a little peaceful.

In fact, for many ordinary people, there are not such dramatic ups and downs in life, but more of this real and ordinary daily life.

Everyone slowly spent this familiar time, and occasionally found one or two shining stones on the side of the road. This is the little joy in life.

The sound of raindrops still came from the tiles of the eaves, and then flowed down the grooves, forming small raindrops that shrank and fell into the fresh rain and wind.

In the room in the attic, Lorraine Hill leaned on the table and took a quiet nap. Occasionally, a drop or two of water fell on the back of the snow-white hands, and then slipped down between the fingers, forming a small bridge between the table and the fingertips, moist And cool.

On the wooden frame in the room, the two birds leaned together, their feet tucked in their feathers, resting quietly, only moving their beaks occasionally and blinking a few times, as if dreaming of something delicious.

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After choosing the sequence of practice, Lorraine Hill also gradually entered into a stable life and rest. On weekdays, he went to attend classes according to the arrangement within the faction. Occasionally listen to some gossip and talk about interesting things that happened to some disciples recently.

In the eyes of many people, the Undead Sequence is a sequence that does not do good things.Because the practitioners in the past liked to dig graves and manipulate corpses in order to pursue fast and powerful, and this is indeed difficult for many ordinary people to accept.

However, with the recent practice, from the young girl's point of view, this sequence is not all bad.

Whether something is alive is judged by whether it dies.

A stone cannot die, so it cannot be called life.

What exactly is life depends on the standard of its death.

Is the mere living of the flesh called life?Maybe not, for some intelligent creatures, it depends on whether its spirit is alive or not.

The concept of spiritual death may be a little unfamiliar, but there is a saying that many people have heard, that is 'there is nothing more sad than death in the heart'.

The human spirit is not infinitely strong, and it can also be injured. These injuries come from suppression, bullying, oppression, framing, despair, and so on.

When the scars are shallow, the spirit can slowly heal itself over time, forget, and return to its original state.

But when the injury is deep and touches the root, it may leave a shadow, or become a lifetime of pain that cannot be relieved.

And when the scars continue to accumulate, there is no place to release them, and finally overwhelm everything, it will cause a collapse, leading people to a dark end.At this time, perhaps it can be called spiritual death.

Contrary to the sequence of angels that symbolize stability, protection, and healing, the sequence of necromancers explores the process of withering, the formation of spiritual trauma, and the final destination and end of life.

The transformation of the corpse is just a small part of the branches, but this branch has developed so well that it covers up the color of several other aspects.

The first thing to solve a problem is to recognize the existence of this problem, otherwise nothing will be possible.

When Lorraine Hill's understanding and practice of the Necromancer Sequence deepened, she also gradually discovered her own little secret.

My own soul is not quite the same as that of ordinary people.One day after waking up from her sleep, the girl sat on the bed and thought about it.

She looked at her hair, whose ends seemed to be dyed a touch of silver, scattered on the white nightdress.

The soul of ordinary people is like a fragile cloud, if it is impacted by violent supernatural power, it will dissipate, and thus lose memory or die.

Extraordinary people will be much tougher, like a sponge, with a certain degree of toughness and close connections, which can resist part of the damage.

And her soul body is like a clear jelly, or like a transparent wind, connecting at will, spreading out at will, and then reuniting, as if it is not affected by the impact.

Spreading out the palms on the soft quilt, Lorraine Hill looked at his palms. Translucent light particles floated up in his palms, gathering like clouds and mist, forming small sea waves with transparent gradients, and then dissipating in the breeze.Then these translucent particles are aggregated together to form a transparent gem like glass, refracting sunlight, and casting a gradient color spectrum on the quilt.

Is this the power of the undead sequence? It's amazing, like an extension of the soul, allowing people to see another brand new world.

Lorraine Hill slowly realized the magic power of the palm, which seemed to incorporate some of the characteristics of his own soul, which was different from the magic power of other sequences.

With a light wave of the finger, these transparent water mist light particles also swayed, and turned into a picture scroll in front of it. The picture scroll depicted a night of fireworks blooming. It was the winter festival party of Emenas. Sitting with a familiar friend, watching the scene of the bright moon and starry sky.

Letice, Bulmansha, Alena, Niya, Yeling, Vimiya, Lily, all familiar figures were beside her talking and laughing, chattering and chatting about recent interesting and happy things.

Missing those people a little bit, Lorraine Hill murmured in his heart.

Then the picture changed again, and a sleeping girl appeared in the scroll.

She has long hair, crimson in color like flames, scattered on her side and between her collarbones, and when she opens her eyes, there is a look of innocence and dependence in her pupils.

Where did Kitty go? The girl recalled the scenery in her memory, but unfortunately, as far as she could remember, Kitty seemed to be still sleeping in the academy.

There's no need to worry about this stupid guy, she is the Flame Witch of Sequence 9, much stronger than herself.

Shaking his head to cheer himself up, the hair in front of him also shook. Lorraine Hill got off the bed, opened the closet beside him, and looked for the clothes he was going to wear today.

Now that I have been promoted to Necromancer Sequence 3, it's time to ask about the follow-up training classics.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Lorraine Hill looked at the shiny bronze mirror, rolled up the long hair behind her head, tied the light blue ribbon that Refelica gave her, tied it into a simple bow, and tied the hair Let it go, and land on the beautiful waist.

Today she is wearing a blue and black dress, the main body is quiet black, and the sleeves, skirt, and waist belt are soothing soft blue.

Roulan: commonly referred to as 'kneading blue' and 'nolan', the stems and leaves of Polygonum indigo are used as dyeing materials, and the result of dipping and kneading is "rubbing blue".

(Mountains move blue in the light rain. ——Huang Tingjian's "One of the Five Poems of Kuaige with Li Caifu's Ancestors")

In the Xiangyu School, there are also disciples wearing western-style dresses, which is not uncommon, but it is relatively rare to see such a fit as Lorraine Hill's.And this dress was also sewed by herself in her spare time.

Thanks to Refelica's teaching, Lorraine Hill has learned to dye, so that she can make clothes more in line with her own wishes.