Take my luck yesterday?Today, I am cultivating immortals and leading my sect to fly.

Chapter 4: The purple marrow stone is broken?Broken? ?
Although Cangming Sect is only a small sect, the disciples are unambiguous in their practice. The first rule of the disciples is "If you can't practice to death, practice to death."

Qiu Nan came and knocked on Ruan Li's door early in the morning, "Junior sister? It's dawn, it's time to get up and practice!"

He knocked for a long time, but he didn't call Ruan Li out. Instead, he woke up Wei Min next door. He was leaning against the door lazily, without wearing a coat, looking a bit unruly. He raised his eyelids and looked over, with a tone of voice. There was a faint murderous intent.

"What's the noise?"

Qiu Nan shrank his neck. He forgot that Senior Brother Wei was angry, and whispered, "I'll ask Junior Sister to practice together."

There are not many disciples in the Cangming Sect because they cannot afford to support them. Qiunan is considered the youngest of this generation. Now that Ruan Li is here, he is very novel. He secretly vows to be a good senior brother. Of course, he must always supervise his junior sister if her cultivation is not high. She practices.

The door opened, and Ruan Li revealed a messy head, her eyes half-opened, looking very unconscious, and her little face drooped, "What are you doing?"

His tone was even worse than that of Wei Min.

Qiu Nan's voice became even softer, "Junior sister, it's time for morning practice. Today I will swing my sword a thousand times, and my skills will reach the third level."

Ruan Li: "?"

She was a little confused, "Do I want it too?"

"Of course," Qiunan puffed up her chest, "I will supervise you!"

Ruan Li was in a state of confusion: "This is scarier than the nightmare I had last night."

Why do you have to practice so hard in a different place?She won't do it.

Wei Min asked with great interest, his attention completely off track, "What nightmare?"

Ruan Li scratched her head and said, "I dreamed that I was thrown into the Demon Realm."

She had almost never left Penglai in her previous life. The only time she left was to follow Bai Qianqian and the others into the Demon Realm. As a result, she never returned and was buried in the Demon's Cave.

Wei Min curled his lips and chuckled, then touched Ruan Li's hairy head, with a hint of smile in his voice, "I'm looking down on your senior brother, but with me here you won't be in such a miserable state."

His eyes were narrow and narrow, his smile was a bit scattered and frivolous, and his skin was so white that it was dazzling, which made Ruan Li stunned, but then he smiled and asked in a low voice.

"Senior brother, can I not practice sword practice with everyone?"

She called her senior brother sweetly, and Wei Min replied in a soft voice, "No."

Ruan Li: It’s all for nothing.

In the sword training hall, Qiu Nan demonstrated the sword moves, "Junior sister, do you understand?"

no response...

He sheathed his sword and shouted helplessly, "Junior sister."

Ruan Li raised her head suddenly, "I didn't sleep!"

The main thing is to hit someone without asking for help.

She rubbed her eyes and yawned, "Senior Brother, this sword move is too complicated, I can't do it."

Qiunan taught encouragingly, "Little junior sister, you are so smart, as long as you are willing to learn, you will definitely be able to do it."

"I really can't."

"You can do it."

Bailiyue walked over with a wooden sword dangling, "Hey, are you lazy?"

Ruan Li stared at his wooden sword with several holes missing and was shocked, "Senior Brother Baili, where is your sword?"

Baili Yue's heart aches when he talks about this, "I was chopped to pieces when I was sparring with your senior brother Wei Min. Now I can only make do with this wooden sword."

Qiu Nan complained: "That's not a sparring match. It's obviously being beaten. Who told me, senior brother, that you have to fight with senior brother Wei?"

Although it was only her second day in Cangming Sect, Ruan Li was already deeply aware of the poverty of the sect. At the very least, she had never seen any family emblem embroidered with black thread, and she could not even provide spare swords for disciples. come out.

Bailiyue sighed: "This is how the world of poor cultivators is."

Crash, dozens of long swords were suddenly thrown down in front of him like rags. The spiritual swords were radiant with light, and the hilts were made of thousand-year-old sacred wood, dyed in various colors.

Ruan Li took out the treasure as naturally as eating and drinking, "Senior brother, if you don't mind, just pick one."

She is a bit obsessed with appearance and wants to buy something good-looking when she sees it. However, the eldest wife has a bad temper and cannot use the swords even after buying them. They are all piled into the Qiankun bag.

Bailiyue already knew that Ruan Li was very rich, but he was still shocked every time he saw her: "Junior sister! My own junior sister!"

How could he be so virtuous that he could have such a powerful junior sister!
Bailiyue quickly picked up a pink spirit sword, as excited as a newly married boy.Woohoo, I have a wife.

"Senior brother, do you want to pick one?" Ruan Li looked at Qiunan and saw that he also picked a pink long sword. She blinked, "Senior brother, you can't urge me to practice swordsmanship after you accept the treasure. Yo."

Qiunan: "!"

As the saying goes, eat people with soft mouths and short hands with others...

What's wrong with my junior sister's low cultivation level!These senior brothers are here!

Ruan Li said helplessly: "My cultivation has been stagnant for a long time, and it is useless no matter how much I practice."

She worked so hard in her previous life but failed to achieve anything, and now she no longer wants to suffer the hardships of cultivation.

"Junior sister," Bailiyue took out an ugly stone, "This is the purple marrow stone. Try cutting it."

Purple marrow stone is a relatively common "sword-sharpening stone". The collision of sword energy with it can test the strength of the monk's spiritual veins and cultivation talent. It can also help the sword cultivator to check for omissions and find his own shortcomings. Bailiyue's purple marrow stone The marrow stone is a bit ugly, but it is also the best among the best.

He planned to keep it as a family heirloom.

Ruan Li took out her natal sword. Her natal sword was given by her parents and was named "Zhaoshuang". The sword body was transparent ice blue, but the tip of the sword had a little blood. It was originally an extremely luxurious sword. After the sword fell into Ruan Li's hand, several snow soul beads were inlaid on the blade. As soon as she took it out, there was a slight whistling sound in response.

"Is this one of the ancient divine swords, the Zhaoshuang Sword?!"

Bailiyue's eyes were almost glued to his eyes, and he looked at Ruan Li expectantly, "Can I touch it?"

"Maybe not," Ruan Li said, "It has a bad temper and will get angry."

Bailiyue was even more shocked, "It already has a sword spirit?"

Ruan Li shook her head, "No, but I can feel its emotions sometimes."

The natal sword shares the same fate with her. Perhaps it is because of her poor cultivation that Zhaoshuang has been unable to give birth to a sword spirit.

Bai Qianqian wanted her sword very much in her previous life, but as her natal sword, Zhaoshuang has already recognized its owner, unless she dies...

Bailiyue realized that Ruan Li was in a bad mood and quickly changed the subject, "Hurry up and try cutting it. Your cultivation has been stagnant. Maybe there is something wrong with your cultivation."

This piece of purple marrow stone has been used for a long time, and it is covered with dense sword marks.

Ruan Li activated her spiritual power and used the most commonly used move in her previous life.

“Chang Feng Dang Ge—Broken!”

The purple marrow stone remained motionless.

Baili Yue and Qiu Nan put their heads together:

"Are there any sword marks?"

"Is this it?"

"No, I cut this."

Bailiyue raised his head and looked at Ruan Li, "Do you feel anything?"

Ruan Li felt it carefully, "Does numbness in my hands count?"

…That probably doesn’t count.

Bailiyue comforted him, "It's okay. Maybe your problem has nothing to do with the practice. Let's try other methods."

However, he also knew in his heart that the little junior sister had someone to teach her in Penglai and had a lot of pills but it was useless.

It seems that he has to work harder. If the junior sister encounters trouble in the future, he must rush to the front and never let anything happen to the junior sister.

Ruan Li was put back to rest as she wished. Although she really felt nothing, both Baili Yue and Qiu Nan felt that she was forcing a smile.

The two of them looked at each other, hugged each other and cried: "Oh, little junior sister——"

The junior junior sister holds the title of second-generation Xiu but has mediocre talent. She has suffered a lot in Penglai.

"Crack-"

The two of them were feeling heartache, but the purple marrow stone trembled twice and cracked into eight petals.

"Um???"

(End of this chapter)