I was frozen on the stone path for a whole night, but I wanted to practice, but because my mind was full of Yan Yan, I was so upset that I couldn't enter into meditation.
But without practicing, the peak of this smother reaches the height of the clouds, and the domineering coldness of the night is pouring into the bones.
Ai Xiang was so entangled and finally got to the point of being frozen until dawn, and then she took a nap in a daze.
But not long after she fell asleep, she was awakened by the sound of a huge bird wing slapping suddenly over her head.
Ai Xiang stood up quickly and looked up at the sky.
I saw a group of huge cranes flying by from their heads.
On the back of the big crane in the head, Yan Yan was surrounded by monks wearing snow-white monk cloaks in the center, turning gracefully over a peak and disappeared.
Ai Xiang stood there blankly, holding her arm that was almost stiff and had not yet recovered, and stared blankly at the direction where the crane group disappeared.
At this moment, Ai Xiang finally believed it.
Yan Yan has already reached a position that she cannot reach.
Gripping his teeth hard, Ai Xiang carried the hem of her skirt down the stone steps.
After being frozen for a whole night, Ai Xiang missed the Lingmai white porridge in the sect very much.
That's right, she has not completely fasted her until now, and she still has to eat some Lingmai every two or three days to maintain her health.
However, this is a very normal thing in the eyes of Fairy Shao Fei and her senior sisters.
Ai Xiang has only been in the sect for two years. She practiced late and her spiritual root qualifications are not particularly good. It is understandable that she has not yet broken through the Qi Refining Period.
There was only a low-level Qi-replenishing Pill left in Ai Xiang's purse. She was reluctant to eat it.
There were originally two, but yesterday she had eaten one in order to chase Yanyan, and only one was left. She could only slowly move through the forest faster with her own tiny spiritual energy.
Thinking of Yan Yan's cold attitude, and losing a Qi-replenishing pill but not returning anything, Mo Xiang hated that the ground teeth were itchy and the flesh was so painful.
No, she must make up for this deficit!
Ai Xiang is a member of the Medicine Tribe and is very good at memory routes.
The Yao tribe's people travel through the mountains and forests all year round to collect various medicines. The ability to remember the direction and route has been engraved in the genes of the Yao tribe and has become the ability that the Yao tribe can have when they are born.
Ai Xiang walked in the dense forest of mountains for most of the day before she found the place where her sect lived.
This is an extremely ordinary guesthouse, and the place is relatively remote. There are only a few stone houses built on a prominent large flower rock halfway up the mountain.
Fortunately, Tianbei Island also provided simple bedding and living utensils.
The female disciple of Tianbei Island who brought them here the day before yesterday said that in a few days it will be a competition of Tianbei Island for Taoism. In the past few days, there are many famous sect disciples in the world, and there are many other intellectuals.
The courtyard could not be placed, so they could only be placed in this place.
Even though he was so obviously negligent, Fairy Shaofei still thanked the female disciples of the island of grief that day.
In fact, Ai Xiang knew that Fairy Shaofei brought their senior sisters to Tianbei Island, but she was not invited to attend the opening of Tianbei Island.
Fairy Shaofei brought them homeless female disciples to ask their former acquaintances to borrow a place to settle down.
Fairy Shaofei went to see that person yesterday. She didn't come back with her, and she didn't know if she had borrowed the place to stay...
With these things hanging in my mind, Ai Xiang has returned to the simple stone courtyard where her senior sisters live.
As soon as she walked into the yard, a tall woman rushed out of a small stone room next to her.
Seeing Ai Xiang, the woman angrily scolded: "Where have you gone to this night? You still know how to come back!"
Ai Xiang was in a bad mood at this moment, and she didn't even lift her eyelids and walked into the big stone house where she lived.
The woman was so angry that she was about to pull Ai Xiang when she caught up.
Ai Xiang turned around suddenly, rolling her eyes and glaring:
"Don't touch me! If I hurt me, no one will help you find the spiritual medicine. First think about the two Qi-replenishing pills in your pocket. If you hurt me, Master wants to refine the pills. You will lead someone to find the medicine. !”
As soon as Ai Xiang was threatened, the woman who had just stood there immediately, her face flushed and red, but she didn't say anything. She just held her breath in her chest, and her chest was obviously falling.
The woman poked the door of the station, her eyes pressing against Ai Xiang like a drill.
Ai Xiang ignored her and sat cross-legged onto the Datong bed, lying on the kang table as if boneless: "I'm hungry, who cooks a bowl of porridge for me?"
A female cultivator who was about the same age as the previous female monk came in outside the door and replied with a smile: "Ai Xiang is back, you are hungry, wait, the second senior sister will cook porridge for you now."
After saying that, the female cultivator who claimed to be the second senior sister left the room and dragged the female cultivator who was standing at the door and blushed.
After dragging it all the way to the small woodshed behind, the second senior sister let go and whispered:
"Why are you angry with her? You have been out these days, but you still don't know what kind of virtue this little hoof is? We have no roots now, and the master has to rely on her to find medicine for alchemy, so you can bear it!"
The female cultivator glared with beautiful eyebrows and eyes: "No matter how hard she relies on her, you have to have a rule. Where is this? This is Tianbei Island! What if a person makes a mistake and we can take care of any famous sect that we can provoke?"
Before he finished speaking, the female cultivator's eyes turned red: "I saw that the master was worried and worried to find a place for us to settle down, and he became more and more haggard. This slut is good, so I would forget it if I didn't think about sharing my worries for my master, but I wouldn't let my master worry... …”
Thinking of Fairy Shaofei's thin back when she stood by the cliff in the morning, the female cultivator couldn't help but cover her mouth and choked up.
The second senior sister has used her spiritual power to activate the flames, ignite the remaining firewood in the furnace, and throw the spiritual wheat she brought with her into the pottery pot.
Turning around, gently pressing his palm on the shoulder of the sobbing girl, sighing: "I know, you have worked hard to help Master take care of his junior sisters these days. I can't do that. Who said you are the senior sister? Master also goes all to help What about her?"
While advising the second senior sister, she stirred up the white porridge in the pottery, and soon the aroma of wheat filled the small kitchen where she was picking up the vacancy.
"After you have survived this time, Master will find a place to stay, and we'll be fine!"
As the senior sisters spoke, the second senior sister had already put the white porridge into the pottery bowl with neat hands and feet, turned around, and saw that the senior sister was still sitting in a daze.
The second senior sister patted her on the shoulder and went out with the porridge.
Back in the front yard, the second senior sister stepped into the stone house just now, but saw that there was no scent of moxa beside the kang table.
She turned around and asked a few junior sisters playing stone chess in the yard: "Where is Ai Xiang?"
A chubby little junior sister pointed to a stone house next to her where the door was closed: "My master just called Ai Xiang over."
Inside the stone house.
Shao Fei, wearing a snow-white monk's uniform, sat cross-legged beside the stone table, looked at the moxa Xiang kneeling on the futon opposite, and asked gently: "Where did you go last night? Your senior sisters are worried about you. ”
At this moment, Ai Xiang was completely disgusted with the arrogant and domineering attitude towards her senior sister just now. She shrank her shoulders and raised her head. She had already accumulated a thin amount of water vapor in her eyes, looking aggrieved and pitiful.