Chapter 11: Karma

Shen Jiuliu nodded and shouted at Lily Lan: "Sister Lily Lan."
The first time she was called a sister, Suzuran grinned happily. She looked a bit silly without two incisors. She looked at the empty medicine bowl and asked, "Sister, are you sick?" "
Shen Jiu Liu said quietly, "I'll be fine soon."
"After you're all right, let's practice together." Suzuran invited.
Shen Jiu left a small face full of seriousness: "Well, I will work hard to become very powerful."
-Xiaoxian, rest assured, I will be very powerful in the future, so I can protect you.
For a brief moment, Shen Jiuliu said subconsciously: "I will be very powerful in the future so that I can protect you."
Suzuran blushed and said happily, "Well, I believe in Master."
Fan He watched the two children getting along with each other and found it very interesting. In my heart, the idea that the suzerain had found a playmate for Jiuruo seemed pretty good. At least Jiuliu was not as quiet as before. Children are more noisy and noisy.
At Xuanhua Mountain, Rong Xian was sitting by the back of a mountain stream to heal her, and the surrounding spirits rushed into her body, gradually healing her injury.
Suddenly, as soon as she looked, her aura disappeared instantly.
Her legs crossed were laid flat on the stream. At this time, she seemed to be watching the scenery leisurely, without the indifference before.
After a moment, Yangming walked over quickly and saw the little girl next to the stream, he was relieved: "Little girl, why are you here again?"
Rong Xian turned back, shouting in surprise: "Master?"
Yangming came to her, reached out and hugged her, and said, "Let's go to Wuge, my brother will teach you to practice."
Rong Xian nodded and said nicely, "OK."
When the two came to Wuge, there was already a delicate female doll waiting.
The female doll was about ten years old, wearing a disciple suit of Xuanhuashan, silver and yellow, and a small sword-like pattern printed on the collar, which looked very beautiful.
Seeing Yangming coming over, the girl doll jumped happily: "Brother, you are here. Sixin has been waiting here for a while."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "The second teacher came early."
He put Rong Xian down and explained to Sixin: "Second Master, this is a new disciple of Master, our little sister, Rong Xian."
He just wanted to introduce Rong Xian's thoughts, but he was interrupted directly.
Si Xin stood in front of Rong Xian, a little taller than Rong Xian had to make a look of contempt, very amused: "Little sister, I am your second teacher sister thinking."
Rong Xianfeng's eyes were slightly curved, and she cried nicely: "Sister Ershi."
Seeing that the two sisters knew each other, Yangming began to give lectures to the two: "Our Xuanhua Mountain is mainly a sword repair school. Regardless of whether you have a good spiritual root or not, as long as you have a root bone and talent in sword practice, you can practice. .Now I will tell you the basics of introductory thinking and thinking. I have already told you two days ago, you practice first. "
"Yes, brother." Thoughtfully.
Yang Ming turned his head to Rong Xian and said warmly, "Little sister, your body is not suitable for practicing swords. I teach you how to nourish your body. You practice hard and try to get yourself better soon."
Rong Xian obediently said, "Yes, brother."
Yangming couldn't help rubbing her soft hair and saying, "It doesn't matter if you don't know how to swordsman, Master and Brother hurt you as much."
Rong Xianfeng looked at him with bright eyes and a broad smile: "Well, thank you, Brother."
Since then, she has stayed in Xuanhua Mountain, and has been practicing the exercises entrusted to her by Ming Ming. She has been secretly trying to heal her injuries.
And Master Tsinghua Real Life has been looking for a spirit grass that can repair her injuries, sometimes once a year, sometimes two or three years.
Time passed quickly for five years, and Tsinghua's real person returned three times, each time refining the spirit grass brought back into energy to repair his little disciple's body.
After seeing the little disciple's health improved, he hurried away to find a new spirit grass.
By the back of the mountain stream, Rong Xian has grown up a lot.
The delicate face with a light smile, the warmth and kindness when the eyebrows are bent, can easily make people feel good. But when those clear eyes were slightly raised, they looked a bit strong and powerful, as if they were two extremes.
Rong Xian sat cross-legged, and the spiritual power around her fluctuated in an obscure and mysterious rhythm, and her momentum was also high and low, not stable at all.
Suddenly, Rong Xian's expression changed slightly, and her whole body's momentum suddenly stagnated and then dissipated.
Opening her eyes, Rong Xian looked down at her own body. The tender yellow inner shirt was covered with a silver coat, and a yellow jade belt was tied around the waist. Isn't it normal?
Not ...
In Rong Xian's eyes, she was wrapped around a chain of Yin Hong runes, which locked her soul tightly, making it difficult for her to breathe, which also caused her long-term injury to be difficult to recover and difficult to repair Reason.
She stood up and shook her sleeves wide, and the red rune chain dangled, just like the burning red lotus industry fire, never letting your soul burn out, this is something that only she can see-
"Causality." Rong Xian murmured.
Thousands of years ago, she personally destroyed several Taoism for personal personal complaints and killed tens of thousands of people. Although the hatred was relieved, the blood of the innocent was also stained with karma.
The monk is most cautious of cause and effect. When she is in control of the magic path, the immortals and the two fight against each other and their karma drops innumerably.
If he doesn't think of a way anymore, Tiandao will follow this karma and spare no effort to obliterate her.
The condensing moon has not been killed yet, and there is another heavenly way to look at it. This is really a wolf before and a tiger, but her strength is now greatly reduced.
Rong Xian's eyebrows were pondering, and when he was trying to solve the karma, the light footsteps came with a sharp sword spirit.
She looked back, and saw the girl came up with her toes behind her hands.
"Rong Xian, you're in a daze here again." Sixin asked proudly with his chin raised.
Rong Xianfeng's eyes were bent, and Wen Sheng said, "It's the second teacher. After I practiced the rejuvenation method, I practiced the meditation method here for a while."
"Rejuvenation helps you to heal your body. Is meditation the meditation? You don't practice swords, what do you meditate for all day? Are you thinking wildly?" He asked indifferently.
Rong Xian's lips were smiling, her breath was warm and clean, as if she didn't care about the trouble, Lei said, "I can't practice swords. I always feel regret when I see the amazing sword practice of the second teacher, so I practice Meditate a few times and meditate. "
Si Xin couldn't help raising her lips, she smirked and said, "If you want to learn from me, teach you, don't be envious."