Chapter Thirty-Eight: Why is the dignified fairy pointing at the field and crying in the storm?
Mo You slowly closed her mouth, breathing evenly and long. Where she stood, it was the same as the previous fourteen days.
Originally, she should have waited for the old man's Nascent Soul to penetrate into her belly before taking action, so that nothing could go wrong.
But letting such a thing enter his body made Mo You feel sick just thinking about it, so he solved it outside.
Before he died, the old man forced out the heart essence and blood in his body, which caused his Nascent Soul to become very sluggish. It was wrapped in the spiritual soil stained with the soul-melting elixir, and he didn't even struggle for a few times.
It fell to the ground, rolled and rolled repeatedly for a long time, and finally fell silent.
The spiritual soil was shrinking until the old man's Nascent Soul was completely dissolved by the soul-melting elixir.
It was only then that Mo You bent down and reached out to pick up the piece of spiritual soil.
The spiritual soil was neatly formed into a ball, and Mo You kneaded it a few times. Mo You was quite satisfied with the spiritual power contained in it.
Mo You looked up and looked outside the house. She could feel that there were many people gathering outside the house. After thinking about it, Mo You put on all the old man's storage magic weapons. Mo You also didn't let go of the bottle containing his blood essence.
, then he picked up the array plate, scratched and pulled it with his fingers, and the array became ineffective.
She calmly put away the formation disk, and the head of Xuantian Sect, the first elder, the third elder, the fifth elder, and the second elder and fourth elder who Mo You had never seen who were standing guard outside filed in.
The head of the Xuantian Sect first stood at the closed door and bowed respectfully to express his intention of arriving.
But there was no movement inside the door, and the door didn't move at all.
The head of Xuantian Sect thought for a while, then raised his hand and tried to push the door.
The wooden door was pushed open with a creak. The head of Xuantian Sect was stunned for a moment, then he pushed the door open as if he had thought of something, and then strode in.
Mo You stood in front of the bed with her head lowered. There were many things on her body that did not belong to her, such as belts, purses, jade pendants, rings, and bracelets.
These were all things that belonged to the old man, but now they appeared in Mo You, a child who was only five years old.
Then the head of the Xuantian Sect looked at the bed again. The old man's body had turned into ashes, and his clothes were mixed with ashes. Just by looking at it, he could tell that this was a state where the oil was exhausted and the lamp was exhausted!
The head of Xuantian Clan couldn't help but sigh, and then gave a junior salute to the old man's ashes.
The elders following the head of the Xuantian Sect also looked at Mo You with complicated eyes, then at the ashes of the old man, and finally they all performed a junior salute.
After the salute, the head of Xuantian Clan straightened up and looked at Mo You a little more carefully.
There is no doubt that the extra storage instruments on Mo You's body must be magic weapons for storage. The old man boiled some of them and turned them into ashes. However, the magic weapons for storage on Mo You's body are clean. They must have been taken off when the old man was still alive.
Give it to Mo You.
In this way, Mo You's status as a disciple is confirmed.
To be honest, the head of Xuantian Sect is still a little disappointed with this situation.
He was eager to find a loophole to exploit, even if it was just an excuse. After all, no matter what he promised when the old man was alive, those promises became empty now that the old man was dead.
The old man is in the Nascent Soul stage, so the relics he left behind must be of great value. If they can fall into his hands, his future cultivation will definitely be smoother!
But no.
The old man had informed the Shangzong before and told him about his intention to accept a disciple.
Not long after, the old man's life lamp weakened, and the Shangzong sent a message to inquire. After the head of Xuantianmen reported that the old man's death was not long ago, the Shangzong even gave instructions, asking them not to touch the old man's bones.
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After finishing the message, the headmaster and the elder came to the small courtyard of the vegetable garden, but they did not expect that the old man had already gone.
Shang Zong meant that soon they would arrange for another monk to come over to handle the matter, which made them cautious and afraid to act rashly.
So the head of Xuantian Sect looked at Mo You for a long time and slowly opened a kind smile.
"Your name is Mo You. We have met before. Do you still remember that your master asked me to take care of you?"
Mo You nodded, the old man indeed said that.
"Your master has returned and this place needs to be sealed off. Are you willing to follow me back to the main peak?"
Although the leader asked Mo You this, he never thought that she would refuse.
But who would have thought that Mo You actually shook his head.
"There is a lot of pharmacological knowledge in the inheritance left by my master. I want to study it carefully. I have opened some spiritual fields here and planted many spiritual plants in them. The third elder also promised to give me a batch of spiritual plants from the medicine garden.
Medicine seeds, I want to find another house in the vegetable garden."
The kind smile on the leader's face froze, and he spoke without thinking.
"The vegetable garden here provides ingredients for the kitchen. I'm afraid you will occupy the vegetable garden's field resources here. You'd better go back to the main peak with me, and I will open a new field for you there."
"Is the field the master opened for me also a spiritual field?"
Of course it’s impossible!
"I heard that you can make spiritual soil. I think it's not difficult to recreate the spiritual soil."
Mo You still shook his head at this.
"My spiritual field is mature, and there are many spiritual plants planted on it. Calculating time, these spiritual plants should have matured. It would be a pity to abandon this place."
A look of displeasure flashed across the eyes of the head of Xuantian Clan. He was about to say it's up to you, but Mo You hesitated for a moment and finally relented.
"That's okay. Although it's a bit troublesome to transform the spiritual field again, it's better than causing trouble to the door."
Mo You's sudden release made the leader feel relieved, and the smile on his face became kinder again.
The leader was about to say, let's go, but Mo You said again.
"Master, please wait for me. I have some things to pack when I go to stay at the main peak."
Before Mo You could take action, the leader spoke out to stop him.
"This is the place where your master returns. Don't touch the things here. The sect will come to see your master off at a certain time."
Of course Mo You knows this. With her feet on Xuantianmen's land, Xuantianmen has no secrets from her.
Mo You glanced at the old man's ashes on the bed, thought about it and nodded without arguing. She even didn't touch the fine alchemy furnace in the room.
"What the leader said is that I won't touch anything in the house. But the spiritual plants in the fields still need to be harvested."
This suggestion was understandable. Even though the headmaster and the elders found it a bit troublesome, they still accompanied Mo Yiyi to the fields she mentioned.
Then, what they saw before their eyes was the mess after the magic circle was broken!
Where are the spiritual plants in the field? Except for the messy footprints, nothing is left in the field under Mo You's name. Even the soil in the spiritual field was dug away three feet deep!
This is so embarrassing!
Mo You's expression finally changed when she saw this scene. She, who had always been very calm, finally showed her childish side. She pointed at the large sunken field and said with a crying sound.
"My field, my spiritual plants, my spiritual soil, woo woo woo..."