After rebirth, the big sister tore up the script

Chapter 6 So, Please Carry Out My Plan Seriously

Different from Ying Wuchen's Fengshen and handsome, Ying Huaqing can only be called the upper middle class, with the serenity and elegance of Xiaojiabiyu.

She is also really quiet and introverted.

"Fourth Junior Sister, you don't have to rush into the body. The little junior has high aptitude, so he can succeed so quickly." Feng Yuewan took Ying Huaqing's hand and smiled slyly, "Don't get lost, first feel carefully what aura is. "

Feng Yuewan mobilized a ray of spiritual energy into Ying Huaqing's body.

Ying Huaqing only felt a coolness coming from her, and felt her whole body clamoring for ease.

However, this comfort soon disappeared as Feng Yuewan cut off her spiritual power.

"Elder Sister..."

Ying Huaqing feels lost.

"It was the feeling of spiritual energy entering the body just now, remember?"

"En." Ying Huaqing nodded.

Feng Yuewan patted her head: "Don't push yourself too much, and don't compare yourself with anyone, you will succeed."

"Thank you, big sister."

Because her aptitude is far inferior to Ying Wuchen, it took Ying Huaqing three months to succeed in her previous life.

This was a big blow to her, especially after the five spirit roots were detected, she was even more slack in cultivation.

In her previous life, Ying Huaqing gave up her cultivation early because she was disheartened about her aptitude, and died before the battle between immortals and demons because her lifespan was at the end of her life.

I hope this time I can make up for this regret...

"I'll go over there to practice swords, and you can continue to feel the spiritual energy here, and call me if you need anything."

Ying Huaqing nodded obediently.

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For half a year, Shi Xing kept updating her cultivation goals. Every time he completed a stage, he could put forward new requirements for her the next day.

Now, she gets up earlier than the chicken every day, and the task of the morning class is to swing the sword [-] times with each of the left and right hands.

After half a year, her morning class task has changed from [-] daily, which she strongly resisted, to [-] now.

Moreover, she has reason to believe that this number will increase in the future.

Other training items naturally increased in number and difficulty to varying degrees.

Wake up at Fengyuewan's place now, and it has become a model of pushing the nose and putting on the face.

The only advantage is that Fengyue Wan's cultivation base has reached the middle stage of foundation establishment, and it is faintly going to the late stage of foundation establishment.

Although I can't remember the time clearly, Feng Yuewan is sure that she did not advance so quickly in her previous life.

Regarding this, after Shi Xing was silent for a long time, he spit out a sentence that made Fengyue Wan's blood pressure soar: [My training plan is still very effective, please implement it carefully in the future. 】

Driven by her energy, Feng Yuewan's younger brothers and sisters practiced crazily like chicken blood.

In the eyes of the younger brothers and younger sisters, Fengyue Wan's playing the piano for rest and entertainment is all about cultivation.

Although it is true that this is true, but... Fengyue Wan just feels a sense of toothache for no reason.

"Wan'er, why did you suddenly become interested in cultivation recently?"

Zhong Limo has always followed his heart in his disciples' practice. When disciples encounter problems, they will patiently answer them, but they will not specifically urge them to practice.

Zhong Limo can naturally feel the recent abnormalities of his disciples, let alone Feng Yuewan, the eldest disciple he cares most about.

"Ah? Practice hard, isn't it good?"

Feng Yuewan asked rhetorically, but in fact she panicked a lot, hoping that this kind of haha ​​rhetorical questioning would make Master give up pursuing the bottom line.

Obviously, Zhong Limo is not such an easy person to fool.

Zhong Limo looked at her deeply: "Of course it's okay to practice hard, but Wan'er, you were not such a diligent person before."

It's nice to say that you're not so hardworking. It's clear that Zhong Limo didn't call her, so she could stay in the room and read the storybook all day.

Feng Yuewan glanced at Zhong Limo carefully: "Master, you insist on me telling..."

"Say."

An understatement of a word, Feng Yuewan immediately confessed.

"Isn't it embarrassing for me to take my junior brother out last time..."

"Really?"

Feng Yuewan blushed all of a sudden: "Master, you are really serious, otherwise what else could it be..."

Zhong Limo stayed silent for a long time before nodding: "Alright, you are a big sister, and you must always set a good example."

"Yeah!" Feng Yuewan nodded hurriedly, afraid that Zhong Limo would continue to investigate.

She couldn't think of a better reason.

When Zhong Limo left, Shi Xing asked: [Why didn't you tell the truth just now? 】

"Huh? To tell you the truth? After 200 years, the Demon Cultivator will attack the Immortal Sect. I am planning ahead? Don't be kidding, let alone whether my master will believe it. What do you think a small sect like my master can do? "

Cultivation must be practiced, and she will not stop the progress of juniors and younger sisters.Moreover, with the previous life, Fengyue Wan also understands that no matter when, it is always best to have strength by her side.

Even if she failed to prevent the outbreak of the war between immortals and demons in the future, the younger brothers and younger sisters will have their own strength, so there is no need for the master to be forced to explode himself to buy time to escape.

But she wanted to move more than this.

On a sunny day, the blue sea was really too close to Moxiu.

It's just that she hasn't figured out an excuse to convince Master yet.

Shi Xing didn't know Fengyue Wan's secret plan to move, he was more inclined to explore the secrets of Zhong Limo.

Moreover, his intuition told him that Zhong Limo or this small sect was not insignificant.

Similarly, he didn't feel that Zhong Limo believed the reason Feng Yuewan just said.

Even though Fengyue Wan hastily made up a reason that seems to be no problem.

This low-level sect at the junction of immortals and demons is quite interesting.

When both of them were thinking about their little Jiujiu, a clear and clear boy's voice broke in suddenly.

"Senior Sister, this is the purple mist fruit I just picked, eat it soon!"

Before anyone arrives, the sound arrives first.

Feng Yuewan saw the second junior brother Chu Qingshang running into her yard in a hurry holding a few purple fruits the size of a fist.

Taking a closer look, Fengyue Wan's anger suddenly came up.

She grabbed the ear of Chu Qingshang who ran in front of her to ask for credit, and was so angry: "If you can bear it, I will go to the purple mist vine by myself, so I am not afraid of becoming a snack for the purple mist snake!"

Purple mist fruit grows on a spiritual plant called purple mist vine, which has the effect of purifying spiritual power. It is not too precious, but it is not something that can be taken out as a snack.

Wherever there are purple mist vines, there must be extremely poisonous purple mist snakes around.

This is also the reason why Fengyue Wan is angry.

Chu Qing and Shang Ke had just completed the Great Consummation of Qi Refining, and he was a alchemy cultivator, so he didn't have much fighting power.

In the previous life, Chu Qingshang did not die at the hands of Moxiu, but died like Ying Huaqing.

The lifespan of building a foundation is 200 years, and he has practiced elixirs for the Xianmen coalition for 30 years, so he has no time to practice and advance.

Fengyue Wan couldn't see him for the last time.

Thinking of this, she struck harder.

"Senior sister, senior sister, take it easy! Take it easy!" Chu Qing couldn't help shouting, "It's about to fall! It's about to fall!"

I don't know if he said that Fengyuewan's strength was so strong that he almost pulled his ear off, or that he was in so much pain that he couldn't hold Ziwu fruit, and the fruit was about to fall.

"I must ask Master to punish you!" Feng Yuewan said viciously, "Go, follow me to see Master!"

(End of this chapter)