Sitting on the rock was a person, wearing a black robe, sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed, her hands folded upwards.
The spiritual energy circulate within her danatian take shape and foundation are formed.
'tick''
The water droplets had just hit the shallow puddle, and the sound was amplified in the empty and quiet cave, long and clear. At this moment, another drop of water gathered and formed on the top of the cave, paused for a moment, and landed vertically. Seeing that it was about to fall again, the person below suddenly stretched out her hand to catch the drop.
The cold water drops fell on the palm, and Ye Su opened her eyes: she finally succeeded in building the foundation, in the tenth year of time travel.
After ten years of foundation building, Ye Su felt very satisfied.
After all, the Qianji Sect where she belongs is extremely poor, and has been awarded the title of the poorest sect in the cultivation world for five hundred years in a row, and no sect can surpass it. There is only one thin spiritual vein left in the entire Qianji sect, and the spiritual energy is pitifully small.
In order to cultivate, the disciples of Qianji sect had to go to other sects to acquire spiritual energy all the year round, and this activity lasted for hundreds of years.
Five hundred years ago, as soon as Qianji sect weapon refining came out, who would fight for the top? Five hundred years later, Qianji sect "famous name" shook the cultivation world.
Being poor is really being poor, and being ashamed is really being ashamed.
Speaking of five hundred years ago, Qianji Sect was full of geniuses, and every weapon that was refined would cause all the major sects to snatch it wildly.
But... there were too many geniuses this day, and at the end of the refinement, they accidentally sucked up all the spiritual veins of their own sect, leaving only a thin line of unwanted and almost forgotten spiritual vein.
Coupled with the lack of talents who are good at management, Qinaji sect suddenly broke down, and the Qianji sect, which had been brilliant for several generations, just fell into decline, and since then it has embarked on the road of fighting for autum wind.
Ye Su's master is the head of Qianji Sect. It sounds glorious, but the head peak doesn't get any benefits. Every year, he gets only some low-level miscellaneous pills and spirit stones. All the good materials are given to elder Yang of Jin Ding peak.
This Elder Yang and the head of the Wuyin Sect are couple lived in the wuyin Sect for a long time, and he would always bring his disciples there. The disciples from other peaks of the Qianji Sect would use various excuses to find Elder Yang's disciples. To use Wuyin sect spiritual energy to practice.
Therefore, for the sake of these disciples, the sect leader took the initiative to give good materials to Elder Yang, although the other party didn't think much of this stuff.
Ye Su got up, walked out of the cave, a light golden barrier suddenly formed around her body, and then slowly crossed the water curtain at the cave entrance.
She walk out from waterfall, tapped the rock with her footsteps, and was about to go to Jiuxuan Peak when she suddenly heard a voice in front of her, so she stopped and hid behind the mountain rocks.
"Brother Lu, I succeeded in building the foundation!" A sweet and innocent voice came.
Ye Su couldn't help raising her eyebrows. She was so addicted to cultivation that she almost forgot that today was also the time when the heroine successfully established her foundation.
Yes, Ye Su has not only time-traveled, she is also a member of the army of transmigrating books.
Ye Su doesn't often read novels, that book was stuffed into her by her junior sister from the research institute at that time: "Senior sister, there is a supporting character with the same name as yours, I suggest memorizing the whole text to prevent time travel."
Ye Su doesn't like to read novels, but the research institute and other data are really boring. She picked it up and flipped through it, and found that her name only appeared twice in the full text, and she appeared once in the opening chapter. She blocked in front of the sect leader, but was beaten to death by the demon clan.
And then... when she woke up, she became Ye Su in the book.
However, as an insignificant and small supporting role, Ye Su has lived the past ten years with ease, indulging in cultivation every day, and striving to improve her realm.
The only shortcoming is that the male and female protagonists always like to appear in front of her.
Ye Su has always been content with whatever comes her way, so she just thinks of it as watching drama.
The one who spoke just now was the heroine Ning Qianyao, she is the direct disciple of Elder Yang of Qianji sect, born with a Xuanyin body. Once the blood of the Xuanyin body is dripped into the refined weapon, the grade of the weapon will be greatly improved. No genius or treasure is needed, her blood is the most precious material, so it has always been the hope of Qianji sect rise in the future.
About a year ago, Ning Qianyao hid the injured Lu Chenhan near the back mountain, so that Ye Su, who had been cultivating in the waterfall cave in the back mountain for a long time, had to take another route so as not to run into them.
She didn't expect these two to be here today, directly blocking her way to leave.
Ye Su raised her eyes and looked at the two people standing on the opposite side of the stream. The young man was wearing black robe, tall, with a straight back. The clothes were obviously made of the same rough material of Qianji sect, but the clothes seemed to be gorgeous on his body. With handsome face and stern eyebrows.
On the opposite side, the girl with white skin and small stature is pretty and cute, with a pair of clear deer eyes, innocent and pure.
It is several times more beautiful than the film and television stars in her original world, Ye Su thought silently, enough to catch the eye.
"Congratulations." Lu Chenhan said lightly.
"Today, master gave me a heart-nourishing pill." Ning Qianyao spread out her palm and handed it to the person in front of her, showing a cute smile, "Brother Lu, here it is."
Lu Chenhan looked down at the girl's palm: "No, I should go."
Ning Qianyao was startled: "Brother Lu, you...your injury is not healed yet."
"Thank you for taking care of me this year." Lu Chenhan took out a jade tablet with engraved characters and handed it to Ning Qianyao, "My surname is Lu, and I am a disciple of Kunlun. If you need anything, you can go to Kunlun to find me."
Kunlun...the number one sect of cultivation, the holy land of sword cultivation.
Ning Qianyao hadn't reacted to the news that he was going to leave, but when she heard this sentence again, she couldn't regain her senses for a long time.
When she picked up someone back then, Ning Qianyao felt that he was not an ordinary person, but she did not expect that the other party was actually Kunlun disciple.
There were faint tears in Ning Qianyao's eyes. She looked down at the words on the jade tablet in her hand, took a deep breath, then held the jade tablet tightly, gave Lu Chenhan the nourishing pill, raised her head and said firmly: "Lu Brother, I didn't save you to get reward, will you participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition in three years?"
Lu Chenhan lowered his eyes to look at the low-level nourishing heart pill in his hand, then raised his eyes to look at the serious girl opposite, and finally nodded: "Yes."
"I'll see you at the Zongmen Grand Competition three years later." Ning Qianyao lowered her head and muttered, "I don't want your reward. I will stand above Kunlun openly, and you have to wait for me."
"……good."
A moment later, Lu Chenhan raised his hand to summon Gucang Sword, flew on the sword, and disappeared from Qianji sect in the blink of an eye.
Ning Qianyao raised her head and stared blankly at the disappearing figure. It turned out that Brother Lu had already level above the foundation building.
In the world of comprehension, only the level above the foundation building can fly with the sword.
...
After both of them left, Ye Su came out from behind the mountain rock, and couldn't help but click her tongue: Their Qianji sect formation is practically useless, anyone can come in and out at will.
It's a shame!
As senior sister of Qianji sect, Ye Su felt ashamed. No wonder the male second in the later period only sent a small group of demons to destroy Qianjimen.
Ye Su shook her head and quickly climbed up the Jiuxuan Peak.
Along the way, disciples of Qianji Sect were beaming, as if something good had happened.
Ye Su walked to her Master's room and knocked: "Master."
"Come in."
Ye Su pushed open the door, and her master, the head of the sect, was sitting there drinking tea. He was also dressed in a black robe, but there were a few more gold threads on the cuffs and chest for decoration.
"Your junior sister has established a foundation today." The headmaster stroked his beard, held up a teacup and said happily, "She is still a body of Xuanyin, if she becomes a generation of master craftsmen in the future, maybe she can earn a spiritual vein to bring back, then our Qinji sect don’t need to use other sect’s aura.”
The head master is in his 200 year old, his realm is in the late stage of transforming gods, his talent is not bad, and his weapon refining can barely make a living for Qianji sect. Unfortunately, he has no spiritual energy and elixir, so he has been stagnant in this realm.
Ye Su sat directly on the chair next to the head master and poured herself a glass of water: "Master, I have also built the foundation."
"Very good." The head master nodded, lowered his head and took a sip of tea, and when he reacted, he spit out the whole mouthful of tea, "Pfft——"
"You also built the foundation? When did this happen?" The head master asked in surprise and fear, "Why did you build the foundation? You can build the foundation like this?"
"Successful foundation building this morning." Ye Su avoided the tea sprayed by her master, and said calmly, "Probably because I have good talent."
The head master put down the teacup, grasped Ye Su's hand, and couldn't help shaking his beard: "Your little junior sister stays in the Wuyin sect for twenty days every month, so it's fine to build a foundation with enough spiritual energy. You with thin spiritual energy to build foundation, really..."
Spiritual energy in the cultivation world is thin and scattered, and ordinary cultivator can't gather and absorb it at all, so cultivator need to rely on spiritual veins and spiritual stones to practice.
His first disciple only gets those few crooked spiritual stones every year, almost nothing, and now she succeeded in building the foundation only by relying on the thin spiritual energy around her.
"Master, the foundation has already been built." Ye Su patted her master hand, "I can't take it back."
At this time, another person outside the door called Master, and the two turned their heads to look, and there was an extremely handsome young man standing outside, with a red mole in the middle of his forehead, as bright as a drop of blood. This should look holy and innocent, but the young man is so glamorous that it is a little more bewitching.
The head sect held back the turmoil in his heart, pretended to hold the teacup calmly, maintained his master image, and let the person at the door come in: "Yi Xuan, what's the matter?"
"Master, Elder Sister." The young man walked in, paused for a moment and said with downcast eyes, "Yi Xuan just succeeded in building the foundation."
The head of the sect was struck by lightning in an instant, the teacup fell out of his hand, and he stood up abruptly, with no joy on his face: "You... don't tell me the way of heaven is really going to kill me?!"
Ye Su got up and supported her master: "Master, calm down."
The head master trembled all over, looked up to the sky and sighed: "Five hundred years ago, the genius of Qianji sect came out and sucked out the sect's spiritual veins. Since then, Qianji sect has been in a state of depression. Now you guys..."
Qianji sect is most afraid of this kind of talented disciple, and can't afford to support them.
The head of the sect was bleeding when he thought of Jiu Xuan peak, who was so poor, but he still said: "Otherwise you two will quit the sect and go to other sects. Qianji sect...can't support geniuses."
Ye Su coughed: "Master, it doesn't have to be like this, the big deal is, we're going to fight the autumn wind everywhere."
The head sect looked at Ye Su seriously: "How did you say it? If it gets out, how will other sects view our Qianji Sect?"
Ye Su suddenly understood the look in her master's eyes, and immediately changed her words: "various sects have been taking care of the Qianji sect for so many years, we disciples should find a chance to visit them."
The head master immediately stroked his beard in satisfaction: "You have finally grown up, and in three days, you will take a few juniors brother and junior sisters to visit various sects."
"Okay, master." Ye Su agreed, while helping the head master to sit down.
Yi Xuan raised his eyes and quietly looked at the master and apprentice on the opposite side, the shamelessness of the two people was exactly the same.
"Master, I..."
"Junior Brother, Master is going to rest, go out first." Ye Su cut off Yi Xuan's words, pulled him out with a smile on her face, and closed the door by the way.
When the two walked out of the yard, Yi Xuan immediately pulled open his sleeves forcefully: "Elder Sister, I will go down the mountain to practice in three days, and you can do the visit yourself."
Ye Su turned her head, and the smile on her face faded: "It's up to you whether you go or not, just don't say it in front of Master."
Yi Xuan is the male second in the original book.
With the blood of a half-demon, he was taken in by the head of the Qianji Sect since he was a child, and has a strong self-esteem.
All the disciples love to go to Wuyin sect to gain some spiritual energy for cultivation, only he was ridiculed by Wuyin sect disciples once when he was young, and after he understood the status of Qianji sect, he never went to Wuyin sect again.
Female lead Ning Qianyao was worried that he would not have the spiritual energy to practice, so she would send some spiritual stones over from time to time.
Although Yi Xuan didn't accept it, he has been Ning Qianyao's guardian since then. Until later, he was jealous of Lu Chenhan because Ning Qianyao's like him.
Counting the time, this time Yi Xuan will follow behind Ning Qianyao who is about to go to practice, trying to protect her, and then be spotted by the elders of the Wujian Sect, and since then leave Qianji sect and become a famous mover in the Zongmen Grand Competition for teenage genius.
Ye Su remembered that her master in the original book always thought that something happened to Yi Xuan, so he didn't come back. He went out to look for him several times, and finally know about him from other people's mouth.
What head master said just now was to let them withdraw from the sect, but the actual pride in his eyes could not be concealed. Even if his disciples did not have any spiritual nourishment, they could still succeed in building a foundation with the help of spirit stones and elixir.
"By the way, if you want to withdraw from the sect in the future, you'd better write a letter." Ye Su reminded, "At least master has raised you for ten years."
Yi Xuan was only seven years old when he came here. he was lying in a mass grave, and master picked him up. he was the fifth child picked up by master.
It happened that year that master and elders of Qianji Sect started accepting direct disciples, and most of the other elders took one, at most two, but master felt that he was responsible for the five children he picked up, and anyone who took just one of them would be not fair, so master just take all of them in one go.
The senior sister Ye Su was drawn by lottery. In fact, the five disciples are all about the same age, but usually other juniors brother and juniors sister listen to her.
Yi Xuan stood under the sycamore tree in front of the courtyard, the faint shadows fell on his face, but his eyebrows and eyes were more sharp, he raised his eyes to look at Ye Su: "Elder Sister, what do you mean by that?"
Ye Su shrugged: "It's just a reminder, junior brother is so talented and good at swords, so he is not suitable for Qianji sect."
"Is elder sister trying to persuade me to quit the sect?" Yi Xuan asked back.
"That's not true." Ye Su didn't entangle him in this topic. Anyway, Yi Xuan was going to Wujian Sect in a few months. She waved her hand casually, "I go first."
Yi Xuan fell behind, silently watching the back of Ye Su's departure, the red mole on the center of his eyebrows became more and more radiant for no reason.
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