Time passed, the sun rose and the moon set, and two days later, it was early morning.
Among the mountains and forests, Mu Wenxuan sat cross-legged under an ancient tree, took a deep breath, and felt the coolness of the morning, which was indescribably comfortable.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm back to being a two-fingered warrior. I still have some time to go before reaching my peak."
Clenching his fists, Mu Wenxuan shook his head with a wry smile. The injury this time was obviously more serious. About half a month had passed, and the injury still had not healed. The large amount of star power in his body was all sealed and could not be used.
But despite this, Mu Wenxuan did not feel anxious at this time. On the contrary, he was very lucky that he could have such an experience. When he was in the home of Song Jia and his two daughters, he gained a lot. He learned a lot about human nature and life.
My understanding seems to have risen to a new level.
Although this rise in level cannot be reflected in strength, it can help him expand his horizons and improve his mind and consciousness. You must know that breakthroughs in spiritual consciousness are very rare for cultivators.
Because during the course of cultivation, if one's own spiritual consciousness cannot reach a certain level and is difficult to integrate with the realm of cultivation, it will lead to a bottleneck during cultivation, making it difficult to make breakthroughs, and it is common for one's strength to stagnate.
"Although it's still a little vague, I still gained a lot this time, and my understanding of human nature has improved a lot. You can't just think about this kind of thing, it's easy to fall into misunderstandings. Just let it depend on the circumstances." Regarding Song Jia and Song Ling, it is always
Mu Wenxuan felt like he had touched something, but couldn't grasp it vaguely. In the end, he simply didn't think about it. After all, it's impossible to force something like this. It's easy to just let it happen, but it's hard to climb into it.
Taking a deep breath, Mu Wenxuan stood up slowly. Thinking of the conversation he heard in the woods at night two days ago, he couldn't help but sneer: "Although I have only recovered to the level of a two-fingered arrow disciple, I'm afraid it's still difficult to deal with some shrimp soldiers and crab generals."
Do you have enough to rub?"
Immediately, he stood up and raised an imperceptible smile, with a hint of teasing in the smile.
...
Growing up, Song Jia and Song Ling were lonely. After losing their mother at an early age, their father abandoned them. The two little girls have always been dependent on each other for more than ten years.
The 15th of this month is the day when the mother of two girls died of illness more than ten years ago. The two girls were very filial, so on every memorial day, they would go to the back mountain to worship their mothers for more than ten years.
Throughout the year, no matter whether there are heavy rains, strong winds or potholes and mud, there has been no interruption.
It was the same today. The morning light was very bright and the morning dew was beginning to set. Song Jia and Song Ling had already gone out and climbed towards the back mountain.
Two different emotions can be seen from the faces of the two girls. Song Jia's eyes were full of mourning and guilt. Because she was afraid of causing trouble, she deliberately forced Mu Wenxuan to leave. She was not so guilty at first, but when she saw
When I saw the gold coins piled up into a small mountain of gold, I felt regret growing in my heart.
As for Song Ling, her face was full of sadness, perhaps because she had no father since she was a child and only had her sister to accompany her. She had an indescribable sense of dependence on Mu Wenxuan. After Mu Wenxuan left, she rarely smiled again.
"Ling'er, be happy and go spend time with your mother today." Knowing Song Ling's mood, Song Jia sighed and said.
"I know, sister, hehe, I will smile so that my mother won't see it." Song Ling heard this, smiled forcefully, and pouted her little mouth very cutely.
Then the two of them continued on their way, Song Ling was behind, holding Song Jia's hand, and followed them step by step, but unexpectedly, they didn't take a few steps and bumped into Song Jia.
"Sister, how..."
Seeing Song Jia stop, Song Ling was about to speak, but she suddenly became speechless, because when she raised her head, she saw a dark crowd standing in front of Song Jia. There were about a dozen people, and the leader turned out to be the person who had attacked Song Jia in the first place.
The great disciple of the Beiling Sect, Li Bin, is in hot pursuit.
"Hey, two beauties, where are we going so early in the morning?"
"Li... Young Master Li Bin..." Obviously she didn't expect to see Li Bin here. Song Jia swallowed hard and felt panic in her heart.
In a moment of panic, Song Jia just wanted to step back, but she bumped into Song Ling. She could only stand there and stare at Li Bin. She knew in her heart that seeing Li Bin today would definitely be a disaster.
Seeing Song Jia's expression, Li Bin felt extremely honored. He held his head high and said: "I said, little beauty, what are you doing? Hahaha, don't you want to worship your mother? Let's go, let's go."
It would be an honor for your mother to have the eldest young master accompany you."
With one word, Song Jia's face became even more gloomy. Li Bin knew about his mother's affairs and had obviously made preparations long ago and deliberately waited for him to go up the mountain.
"You are not allowed to insult my mother." At this time, Song Ling, who was standing behind, pouted, picked up a stone from the ground, and threw it directly towards Li Bin: "Get out of my way, you are not allowed to approach my sister."
Whoosh!!
Li Bin easily dodged the stones, and his face was a little gloomy: "Hmph, if you have to push the envelope, whoever comes will be kidnapped back to Beiling Sect."
"No... Young Master Li Bin... I beg you, please let my little sister go, and I will go back with you. I will go back with you. As long as you let my little sister go, I will go back with you." After hearing this,
Song Jia was anxious, fearing that something would happen to Song Ling, so she stepped forward and grabbed Li Bin: "Please, Mr. Li Bin."
Unexpectedly, Li Bin ignored her at all, bowed his sleeves, and pushed Song Jia directly: "Smelly bitch, no one can leave today, but let's see who else can save you."
The dark crowd suddenly rushed towards Song Jia and Song Ling. These people were all disciples of the Beiling Sect. Although they were not strong enough, they were at least practicing disciples. It was not possible for the two weak women Song Jia and Song Ling to do so.
Resist, and be under control in a blink of an eye.
"Hahaha, good job." After the two women were under control, Li Bin looked at him, looked up to the sky and laughed, then waved his sleeves and robes, signaling everyone to go back: "Let's go back to Beiling Sect. When we get there, brother
I’ll reward you guys well.”
After hearing what he said, the other Beiling Sect disciples were obviously very happy.
"Uh, I'll bite you to death. Let go of me and my sister. If I, Brother Wenxuan, were here, you guys would definitely be no match. Uh, let go of me." Song Ling struggled hard, opened her mouth fiercely, and thrust towards her with all her strength.
She grabbed the Beiling Sect disciple who was controlling her and bit her, causing that person to gasp in pain.
"You damn girl, if you dare to bite me, you are seeking death." The Beiling Sect disciple howled in pain, then raised his hand and slapped her without hesitation.
After seeing this, Song Jia started crying in panic: "No, no, no... wuwu, please don't."
"Please, Mr. Li Bin... please, please, don't hurt my little sister."
Unexpectedly, no matter how sudden Song Jia was, the people around him didn't have any sympathy. They all looked at him jokingly and disapprovingly, including Li Bin, who snorted coldly: "Now you know how to beg me? If you don't want to drink a toast, you will have to drink as a penalty."
, it’s too late!!”
Looking at the palm with dilated pupils, Song Ling felt very frightened in her heart after all, she was just a little girl. She couldn't help but look over her head and closed her eyes tightly.
Bang!!
There was a muffled sound, and after a long time, Song Ling did not feel the pain she imagined. She only felt waves of heat blowing, and then passed away quietly.
"You really don't understand how to treat such a young girl. How can you do this to such a young girl?"
Then Song Ling heard a familiar voice, her heartstrings trembled, she quickly opened her eyes and saw Mu Wenxuan standing behind her, which made her suddenly excited.
Not only Song Ling was excited, but also Song Jia in the distance. Seeing that Song Ling was fine, she breathed a deep sigh of relief, then looked at Mu Wenxuan and couldn't help but feel guilty.
"Brother Wenxuan, they bully me, help me beat them to pieces and make their butts bloom."