Chapter 260: Disciple, killing your master is wrong!
Mo Yan's heart flashed with gloom, and he stood up and followed Nan Jia.
Nan Jia’s path became more and more secretive, and Mo Yan felt a little suspicious. Where was he taking him?
Seeing Nan Jia walking towards the forest, Mo Yan's eyes darkened, what on earth did she want to do?
Mo Yan stopped for a moment, but still followed Nan Jia's footsteps, but there were some black threads wrapped around his palms.
Entering the forest is like entering another world. The trees are thick and leafy, and they block the sunlight, so there is not much light.
Nan Jia turned to look at Mo Yan and warned: "Follow me and don't get lost. And don't touch anything in the forest."
So dangerous? Mo Yan frowned: "Where are you taking me?"
Nan Jia then remembered that she hadn't told Mo Yan her purpose yet: "There is a spiritual pool in front, I can help you wash it. After cleansing the marrow, your talent will become better.”
Mo Yan laughed, he looked at Nan Jiafa steadily and asked: "Do you think it is necessary for me to cleanse the marrow? Even if the marrow cleansing is successful, it will only change from twenty miscellaneous spiritual roots to ten A few, there is essentially no difference.”
Nan Jia walked up to Mo Yan. She looked at the young man who was exuding coldness. She said earnestly: "Young man, don't be so pessimistic about life, have hope. Don't worry, the master will definitely make your talent better. I will make you change from miscellaneous spiritual roots to heavenly spiritual roots, so don’t be so decadent.” Nanjia’s words made Mo Yanxin pause. She wanted to save her spiritual roots instead of giving up. Own? But why?
Mo Yan had doubts in his heart, but he didn't ask. Because he didn't think that was the case, and he didn't believe that Nan Jia would really do what he said.
Nan Jia and Mo Yan walked in the forest for about a stick of incense, and suddenly the scene became open and bright.
It is a circular spring pool. The walls of the pool are entirely composed of spiritual stones, and there is a trace of white gas lingering on the spring pool.
The air was filled with rich spiritual energy, and Mo Yan could even feel the spiritual energy entering his pores.
“Here we are, the most famous spiritual pool in Xianmiao Peak. People say that soaking in the pool for a day is equivalent to practicing outside for a month. You sit in the spiritual pool, and then I will help you open your muscles. "
"Okay" Mo Yan stepped into the spirit pool.
Nan Jia took out another black elixir and handed it to Mo Yan: "This is the marrow-cleansing elixir. It can help you better eliminate impurities from the body."
Mo Yan He didn't reach out to take the elixir in Nanjia's hand for a long time. He didn't dare to eat it because he was afraid that the elixir was poisonous.
Nan Jia thought Mo Yan thought the elixir was too precious and he was too embarrassed to accept it.
Nan Jia directly stuffed the elixir in Mo Yan's hand: "Don't worry, no matter what you need, the master will get it for you. You don't have to think it's not worth it. You deserve this All the best things in the world."
A smile appeared on her deserted cheeks, like flowers blooming in March in cold spring.
Mo Yan withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at Nan Jia.
He looked at the elixir in his hand. Maybe what she just said was too confusing, or her smile was too warm. Mo Yan decided to trust humans for once and put the elixir of unknown composition into his mouth.
Nan Jia's eyes were full of seriousness and encouragement, and she whispered: "Because there are too many impurities in your body, this process will be unbearable for you, but I believe you can get through it."
Nan As soon as Jia finished speaking, Mo Yan felt intense pain from the dislocation of his meridians.
Mo Yan clenched his hands into fists and gritted his teeth to endure it.
As long as you can become stronger, nothing matters!
“Ah” Mo Yan roared
Nan Jia stood aside and looked at Mo Yan, the veins on his forehead twitching. The knuckles of his fists were also turning white. He was clenching them so hard that Nan Jia guessed that his nails had broken through the flesh of his palms. Because Nanjia saw a red thread in the spiritual pool.
Nan Jia has always been by Mo Yan’s side, and she practiced beside him.
It wasn't until the next day that Nan Jia was going to teach Gu Yiqian. Before she left, she reached out and put a defensive barrier on Mo Yan to prevent wild beasts from attacking.
Gu Yiqian didn't see Mo Yan at his residence or at the training ground. Thinking of what happened in the public kitchen yesterday, he was a little anxious. Seeing Nan Jia's figure, he hurriedly ran over: "Master, I don't know where my senior brother has gone? Could he have been taken away by disciples from other sects to cause trouble?"
Nan Jia frowned: "Why do you ask that? Is someone causing trouble for me these days?"
Gu Yiqian thought for a moment, nodded, and truthfully reported to Nan Jia what happened that day.
Nanjia's breath became fierce: "Next time something like this happens again, you will tell the master, and the master will stand up for you."
"Thank you, master"
"Then...Senior Brother Mo..."
Nanjia explained to him: "Don't worry, he is fine. His talent is too poor. I took him to have his marrow washed."
"Oh oh oh" Gu Yiqian was relieved.
"I will teach you the secret book I gave you yesterday. You must first condense the water into shape."
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After Nan Jia taught Gu Yiqian, he went to guard Mo Yan.
Three days later, Mo Yan slowly opened his eyes in the spiritual pool.
His body could already gather spiritual energy. Nanjia cast a cleaning spell on Mo Yan to make the layer of black impurities covering his body disappear.
Nan Jia held Mo Yan's hand and inserted her spiritual energy into it. She followed Mo Yan's veins and walked around.
Nanjia nodded, very satisfied with the result: "Yes, at least now you can condense spiritual energy. I will help you find the thousand-year spirit stem, dragon pomegranate and other heavenly and earthly treasures. , your spiritual roots can be completely changed.”
Those treasures seem to be easy to find in Nanjia’s mouth, and they can be given to him easily.
Mo Yan pinched his fingers and asked in a low voice: "Why do you want to change my spiritual roots and life? I should be a useless person in your eyes. Why are you wasting good things on me instead of going to... Find those who are talented, or you can keep these treasures for yourself, or sell them to a loser like me. Don’t you feel bad when she heard what Mo Yan said? I was so angry that I slapped the ink with my hand Annoyed Head: "What are you talking about? How can you belittle yourself so much? You are not a waste. No one is born a waste. Everyone has the ability to become stronger, as long as you work hard. Don't draw conclusions for yourself so quickly . You are my disciple of Nanjia. Even if you are a mortal, as long as you work hard, I can make you a strong man in this land."
Mo Yanxin paused, he has never been like that. Treat yourself like a waste.
Even if he had no talent, even if he was not valued by his family, he never gave up on becoming stronger. Nothing can defeat him, everything only inspires him. In order to become stronger, he will do whatever it takes, even if he goes astray.
But Mo Yan didn't understand a question. He stared at Nan Jia with his dark eyes and asked: "Why me? Why do you exclude others and accept me, a person with such a bad talent, as your apprentice? ?”
(End of this chapter)