When I Abandoned the Protagonist

    Su Mingxiu silently recited the art of clearing the heart several times, ignoring the breath of returning to sleep on his lower jaw, and straightening the person on the lotus leaf expressionlessly, with spiritual power in his voice, without hindrance Into the other person's mind: "I will teach you the Heartless Sword Art, and you must memorize every word I read next..."

    The little apprentice tried his best to open his eyes from this rich spiritual mist, and every breath he exhaled was warm, entangled with the cold mist floating around him. For a time, the water droplets condensed on her cheeks and chin became denser.

    Then, every time she blinked and made a sound, the dense water droplets fell on the lotus leaves under her body, and the scattered sound of water echoed in the silent Lingyu Mountain Top resounding, thought provoking.

    Su Mingxiu, who was behind her with her palm against her back, turned a deaf ear to the movement, and while teaching her spiritual methods, she absorbed the cold spiritual mist in the air into her body, And all of them are passed into the opponent's body through the palm of their hand.

    Guimian's current Dao practice is qi refining, strictly speaking, it is not a person in the cultivation world. Because qi refining is only to strengthen the body and cover the skin with spiritual power, if there are blacksmiths, martial artists, and marching people in the world, they can also train to this realm through day after day, year after year.

    Only by building the foundation can it be regarded as opening the door to the avenue.

    This foundation is not only to introduce spiritual power into the body, but the most important thing is to introduce it into the sea of ​​​​knowledge, use the spiritual power to flush the sea of ​​​​knowledge, and then follow the heart method. Twelve meridians and eight extraordinary meridians in the whole body are finally stored in the dantian. With such a long-term practice, the sea of ​​consciousness is stabilized, the tendons and veins are widened, and the dantian can store qi, so that they can continue to move up.

    What Su Mingxiu wants to do is to use the power of this spiritual pool to try to gradually input the free spiritual power from the outside world into her body in a way that sleep can absorb, so as to wash away the chaos of the sea of ​​​​knowledge air-

    As long as this method can be done, let alone three months, according to the law of the protagonist, the foundation may be successfully established within this month.

    The system guessed her thoughts and sneered in her mind.

    Soon.

    Su Mingxiu felt that the first aura she introduced into Guimian Consciousness Sea was unexpectedly absorbed by the chaos in her Consciousness Sea. But there was no change in the little girl in front of her.

    It's like... that chaotic energy, connected to another sky, and directly transferred the aura she entered.

    It's weird.

    Guimian is still trying to sit up straight, word by word, carefully repeating the heart method she just taught her, the spiritual energy passes through the meridians in the body, and when it enters the sea of ​​​​knowledge, it will be broken, and even a circle will turn around. It's not over, but the little girl seems to have long been used to this situation, and she is unmoved. She insists on doing it over and over again and fails again and again.

    Seeing her like this, Su Mingxiu focused for a moment, and then the whole pool of spiritual mist felt like it. Originally it only flowed aimlessly, but now it is rushing towards the direction of the two of them. Even the gray-black ink-colored vestments danced like a gust of wind.

    Su Mingxiu increased the speed of spiritual energy absorption to the extreme, and the palm of the hand that was close to the back of the sleep even glowed with a faint blue light—

    She is still very cautious, her thoughts seem crazy, but she is very careful when verifying, for fear that the spiritual power she has in her current realm will cause a burden on the sea of ​​consciousness of returning to sleep, so she is ready to return to sleep as long as the sea of ​​consciousness is chaotic After the qi dissipated a little, she took back all the spiritual power.

      It was similar to the gray fog that originally only passively inhaled spiritual power. Now, with claws and claws, it is coming towards the spiritual power injected by Su Mingxiu.

    In the blink of an eye, the vast spiritual power that was sent to the sea of ​​consciousness in Guimian was completely engulfed by this gray fog.

    That doesn't count.

    The gray fog that was originally only entrenched in the sea of ​​consciousness, as if awakened from a deep sleep. Now I don't know what to do, and I'm going all the way to the place where the spiritual power is transmitted...

    "Pfft!"

    After a while, Su Mingxiu spat out a mouthful of blood.

    This movement awakened her sleep from the operation of the mind, she turned around blankly, and looked at the woman covering her heart, leaving only a bright red mark on her thin lips, her eyes widened blankly He called out, "Master..."

    She pointed to the marks on Su Mingxiu's lips, "Blood...you are injured."

    Su Mingxiu couldn't hold back the sweetness in her throat, her eyes could not help but darken, thinking that she was entangled by the gray fog in the sea of ​​​​consciousness just now, and the original spirit in his body was entangled. In the scene where the power is also domineeringly taken away, I can't help but guess that the heroine this time is afraid that she has a hidden identity.

    She wiped the red from her lips with the back of her hand, coughed, and whispered, "Nothing."

    The system finally saw her deflated, and couldn't help laughing out loud in her mind. The crazy hahaha gave Su Mingxiu a headache. Just when she was about to block the movement in the sea of ​​​​knowledge, the system finally stopped down, said slowly:

    【Congratulations, the task has not yet started, and you have already begun to experience the failure penalty in advance. 】

    After finishing speaking, as if guessing that Su Mingxiu would not answer, it continued on its own, "You are really strange, you want to complete the task, repair the soul, and always Feeling rebellious towards the mission, as if I was always worried that I would murder the protagonist—

    To put it bluntly, the protagonists in these small worlds just happen to look like someone you once had a little affection for. Why do you do this for her? "

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    Listening to its reminder, Su Mingxiu didn't know whether she was tortured by the pain in her bones or something, but the face from a long time ago appeared in front of her eyes. In fact, she didn't remember very clearly about that person.

    Even the reasons for how to be tempted have become vague.

    Remember more, but the bits and pieces of the previous world and Yu Yinglan are more profound, she can't help but think, if Yu Yinglan is smaller, is it the same as the current sleep?

    After thinking about it, she doesn't think it's like - Yu Yinglan is pretending to be good, but returning to sleep is really good.

      If you are guided well, you will definitely be a very good seedling in the future.

    As the protagonist, it is great to live a peaceful and happy life, why do you have to sharpen it?

    Su Mingxiu lowered her eyes, saw the blood stains on her sleeves, and answered the system in her mind: "Since you think it's for her own good, why give me a task and at the same time I'm afraid I will show sympathy Heart, blackmail me with the punishment of failure?"

    The system said angrily, "Because you are too rebellious!"

      I agree, you don't have to work **** these small tasks in the future, I will directly cooperate with you to complete the entire plot and achieve a win-win situation, what do you think?"

    "Uh..." After a while of silence, the system refused: "No."

    Negotiation failed.

    Su Mingxiu knew that it was not at ease, so she might have dug a hole for Guimian, thinking that Yu Yinglan from the previous world was also well-behaved from the beginning, and then she completed the final task. That pair of blackened edges jumping back and forth, and then look at this cute little apprentice in front of him—

    She suddenly whispered:

    "It is up to them to decide what kind of person they become and what kind of destiny they have."

      He was hesitant to remind her, but now she heard what she said to herself, looked left and right, and echoed blankly, "Ah?"

    Su Mingxiu raised her head and looked into her eyes with her lacquered eyes, her lips drawn into a very shallow arc, and asked the little apprentice in front of her softly, "Guimian, do you imagine other people Do you generally have emotions and desires?"

    "I..." Guimian looked at her eyes, but didn't know how to answer. But at this moment, it seemed as if a force was pressing her to nod her head.

    So she lowered her head, raised her head, nodded again, nodded a few times, and said, "I think so."

    "Then do you want to become an immortal?" Su Mingxiu asked again.

    Immortal?

    In fact, since she was brought back to Jianshan, and she has been stumbling all the way to the present, Guimian has never thought about the question of becoming an immortal. She is like a mirror, reflecting other disciples every day to hear the Dao When they practiced swords on the stage, she also found a sword, imitating their moves and styles, and followed them to practice;

    How much other disciples respected their master, she followed suit, being polite and obedient in front of Su Mingxiu.

    In the past, most of the first disciples who taught her were Qiongying, and she listened to each other's teachings for a long time, so Guimian was most like Qiongying.

    But now that the master started to teach her, she carefully reflected the person in front of her, thought for a while, and asked aloud: "Is it like the master to become an immortal?"

    She said, "Then I want to become a fairy."

    Su Mingxiu was amused by her appearance that she seemed to be thinking, but in fact she didn't understand anything, "Do you know what kind of person I am, just want to be like me?"

    Guimian wanted to ask her question, what kind of person is the master?

    But when the words came to her lips, she saw a smile on this face that was like Lingyu Mountain, which did not melt ice and snow all year round, her eyes were dull for a moment, and the words she said inexplicably changed to "Master is smiling..."

    "Huh?"

    The little girl forgot the words, her eyes wandered aimlessly, and when she looked up and saw the gray-blue Lingyu Mountain sky affected by the cold air, she had a flash of inspiration and clapped her palm , said: "Like the stars in the sky!"

    A gentle voice sounded in my ear, "If you have ever picked the brightest star in the sky, can you still see the light from other stars in your eyes?"

    The appearance of the speaker gradually overlapped with the young face in front of him.

    Su Mingxiu was in a trance for a moment, and his expression suddenly became indifferent, and his voice was unprecedentedly indifferent: "You are wrong."

    She said, "Where are the stars in the daytime?"

    Guimian nodded stunned, and wanted to add that it was the star last night, and also wanted to describe to Su Mingxiu how bright that star was. But before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Su Mingxiu's sudden rise.

    After everything returned to silence, the man sitting on the lotus leaf opened his eyes and could no longer see another figure.

    Only a sound transmission fell into her mind:

     "I went to Baicaotang to find Elder Tian Nanxing, and she said that I had an old injury, and I asked her to prepare some medicine for me."

    "You cultivate by yourself these few days."

    "Return to sleep?"

    A quarter of an hour later, the Hundred Herbs Hall.

    Guimian sat on the edge of the steps, watching a few ants in the grass beside them carrying a small half-grain of rice, looking at the ant hole in the distance, raised his hand and just pinched the small half-grain of rice and put it away At the edge of the cave, I heard a hello beside me.

    She looked up and learned to smile, "Senior Sister Qiongying."

    "Why are you here? Injured?"

    Qiong Ying raised her hand and pulled her to stand up, thinking that the trauma on the Wendao platform that day should be healed, just about to see what new injury the little girl had, her eyes touched With the brand-new fabric on her body and the two dust marks just left on her back waist, she reluctantly leaned over and patted her, "Look at you, I don't even know how to pay attention when I change into new clothes."

    Guimian let her move, her thoughts still stuck on her last question, and she answered very seriously: "I'm not injured, I'm here to help Master get medicine."

    Qiong Ying smiled even more when she heard the words, "It's a good thing that Elder Lingyu can trust you so much now, I don't have to worry about you in this sect anymore in the future. bullied inside."

    The little girl tilted her head, "What is bullying?"

      , let the memory overshadowed, and immediately mentioned another matter in a relaxed tone: "There will be a lively event at the foot of the mountain tomorrow, and everyone is going to hold a puja. If you have nothing to do, why don't you come down the mountain with us to see how lively it is?"

    Seeing Guimian's expression still puzzled and puzzled, Qiongying patted her shoulder lightly, "Anyway, see you at the mountain gate tomorrow morning, remember to come."

    "Oh..."

    Guimian nodded, indicating that he remembered.

    Since the Ascension Road to this small world was closed a thousand years ago, there has been less and less spiritual energy in this world, and even mortals encounter natural disasters more frequently. People those legends.

    But I still want to use my own method to pray for peace. It is said that the last **** in this world appeared in April—

    So every year at the handover of late spring and early summer, there will be a grand water and land dharma meeting in the world, praying for the gods who once came from this world to bring blessings and bless the peace of this world.

    The puja was held for four days and four nights from morning to night.

    In these four days, the human world will take out the food and wine stored in the previous winter, hold a water feast, and invite musicians and dancers to perform on the street, which is very lively.

    Guimian followed Qiongying and the others down the mountain. Although they had seen all kinds of scenes in the world during normal tasks, they did not see the liveliness of the water and land dharma meeting every year.

    Qiong Ying's temperament is relatively stable, but some of the little girls who came down with her are heading down the mountain, and some have just come out of retreat. They can't walk a mile on the shoulder-to-shoulder road, and all around her are gone. three.

    Gui Mian is also one of the missing members.

    Qiong Ying: “…”

    Someone pulled her sleeve, it was the girl who stopped her at Wendao Terrace and then stopped Chang Changqi, "Sister, why should you worry? This is at the foot of our Jianzong Mountain, Junior sisters are not ordinary people, what can happen?"

    Qiong Ying thought for a while, then sighed: "Then I'll go to Guimian, she's stupid. If she encounters a bad person, she will be deceived."

    Half an hour later.

    Beside the Sishui River in the world, Qiongying saw the little girl who was glared at by a pair of lovers, and hurriedly stepped forward, pulled the person behind her, turned her head and asked, "What happened?"

    The little girl stuck her head out ignorantly and pointed to the river with her: "I asked them why they put lights on the water, and they said they were praying for blessings, so I just wanted to see what they had to write in prayers. , I just opened it, senior sister, you are here."

    Qiong Ying: “…”

    She looked at the man and woman in front of her who were clearly angry and annoyed, but still held their hands tightly, and guessed who wrote the wish just now.

    I had to apologize to the two of them first, "Sorry, my junior sister is not very sensible, and I disturbed your good-"

    Qiong Ying earnestly apologized to others, perhaps seeing her extraordinary temperament, the man's raised fist was put down again, and only one sentence: "Children come here to join in the fun, what do you know? you?"

    When they walked away, Qiongying sighed, turned around, pointed to the lotus lanterns floating on the river, and said seriously: "The words of mortals who pray for blessings are true Written for the gods, if others take it apart, it won't work, understand?"

    Guimian now understands: "I'm not an immortal, so I can't watch."

    Qiong Ying nodded in relief.

    And then I heard her ask: "But what do you have to do to pray? What words do you write, and what do you pray for?"

    "Write whatever you want in your heart... After mortals finish writing, they fold their wish into a lotus lantern, put it in the water, and wait for it to float to the Milky Way in the sky."

    Qiong Ying paused for a while, then added: "As for this blessing, it can be a healthy body, a smooth relationship, a happy career, and so on."

    Guimian, who was nodding his head, suddenly thought of something and asked aloud, "Then I will write one too."

    Qiong Ying hesitated for a moment, then said, "We cultivators don't have to do this." If cultivators want anything, they can do it by themselves, and don't have to ask others for mercy.

    She tried to explain this to Guimian, and saw the little girl flatten her mouth and mumble, "But that's too slow..."

    It will take a long time for your wish to come true.

    Guimian stared at the lanterns slowly flowing in the river, with a rare regret in his eyes. But in the end, he just nodded and responded to Qiongying's words: "Okay."

    "Cultivators can't fold lanterns, they can only rely on their own abilities."

    After half a day.

    Su Mingxiu used the medicine from Baicaotang to almost heal the injury. Thinking of the task of building the foundation of the gang leader who was still hanging over her head, she left the cave and appeared on the top of Lingyu Mountain.

    I haven't seen it for half a month, and the mountain has actually added some color.

    She took a few steps and came to the edge of the icy lake, and saw countless red and pink lotus-shaped lamps falling in the melted spirit pond, and the stingy plant only grew a piece The green leaf's true lotus was squeezed to the edge, sensing her breath, the lotus leaf trembled slightly, as if whispering to her about the good deeds her precious apprentice had done in the past half-month.

    Su Mingxiu was a little confused, walked to the Lingchi and leaned out his hand, called a lamp to his palm, and saw a line of small characters on it: "The fortune-teller said the other day that I have these five elements. What are the shortcomings? I went back and thought hard, and then I figured out, I am the five elements that are short of you, become my destined wife, Erhua."

    Inscription: Wang San.

    Su Ming Embroidery: "?"

    She was smothered by the rustic look on her face, and her expression became more and more confused. She put the extinguished lamp aside and picked up another one. This time, the font on it was more beautiful: "I heard The gentleman manages the family well, and the little girl would like to hear about it for the rest of her life."

    Inscription: Sun Guihua.

    Su Mingxiu: "??"

    She put down this lamp and lost interest in exploring other lotus lamps.

    At this moment, the figure of Guimian, who had finished practicing swords from the Wendao stage, appeared in the distance, and saw another figure beside the Lingchi. Almost trotted to Su Mingxiu's side, "Disciple pays respects to Master!"

    "Is Master's injury better?"

    Su Mingxiu hesitated for a moment, then nodded, straightened up, pointed to the lotus lanterns crowded with the pond and asked her, "What are these?"

    Hearing that her injury had healed, Guimian's head couldn't help but lift higher, and explained to her solemnly, "This is my wish."

    "What?"

    Seeing that the master was puzzled, the little girl talked about the day of the Water and Land Dharma Conference, and finally said to her: "The ice lake is much higher than the Sishui River, I put all these wishes here. , I will definitely be the first to float into the Milky Way, so that the gods will bless me - Senior Sister Qiongying said, there is a lot of blessings here."

    Su Mingxiu struggled to understand her thoughts.

    Guimian knew that cultivators could not write lotus lanterns, so he went to bring the lotus lanterns written by mortals to this spiritual pond based on their own skills and things, thinking that the wishes they stole were all her.

    At this moment, Su Mingxiu understood the reason why mortals would sign when they pray.

    —There must have been hooligans who did this before.

    She gave birth to crying and laughing, and reminded her to sleep: "Do you want to see what is written in this lamp?"

    "Gods can see." Guimian earnestly gave her the principles of popular science and blessing.

    Su Mingxiu was too lazy to argue with her, the little girl's serious face was reflected in the dark eyes, the trace of displeasure a few days ago disappeared long ago, and now she is facing this innocent little apprentice , she brought a rare smile, and in the most gentle tone, said the slightly proud words: "It is better to beg me than to beg immortals—"

    "Tell me, what is your wish?"

    Guimian looked up at her, her eyes were trusting as always, her attitude was the same as before, Feng sent her wish into Su Mingxiu's ears: "I want a teacher Respect your health and live a long, long life."

    When I was in Hundred Herbs Hall, I heard Elder Tian Nanxing sighed sadly when he was dispensing medicine, "This injury has dragged on for so long, and no one will look at it, and I don't know how many years are left." , Guimian looked at the immortal person in front of him, and asked again: "Can my wish come true?"

    The smile on Su Mingxiu's lips froze.

    She stared at the little girl in front of her for a long time, and saw that the new shoes under her feet were full of mud marks, and now they were frozen by the wind and snow of Lingyu Mountain. How many trips did it take to bring so many lotus lanterns.

    …Crowded and crowded, the huge spiritual pool was full.

    Su Mingxiu can even think that when this child does this kind of thing, he must be always serious. Then, with the most honest expression, he would do such a bad thing that mortals would chase after him when they saw him.

    "Why?"

     she asked.

    Why make such a wish?

    Obviously… I don’t understand emotions.