Luckily, the slope isn't too high.
The trunk of the tree, which was thick with her arm, was broken by the impact of the fall, and Yang Wunier fell slowly, rolling down to the rock below.
Her left shoulder hit the ground first, and there was a sharp pain, and the force was unfortunate, and her left arm was dislocated.
She endured the pain and got up, and when she looked up, the murderous big cat with a mouth full of blood, standing on the edge of the broken slope, its snow-white fangs shining with a seeping luster, staring at her condescendingly.
In the silence of the mountains, you can hear the purring of cats.
Blood dripped from his fanged mouth with saliva and looked disgusting and terrifying.
Yang Wunier's left arm hung down softly, only relying on her right arm to support the ground, one knee on the ground, staring at the big cat and not daring to blink.
Suddenly, seeing the murderous big cat's body file back, Yang Wunier knew that this was the big cat gathering momentum, and the next moment, the dexterous body would pounce like an arrow.
In a flash of lightning, she threw herself forward to the right with all her might, grabbed a piece of tree trunk that had just broken and fell with her, and pulled it behind her with all her strength.
It's a pity that she only has one arm to exert force, and her strength is not enough, so her speed is not fast enough, and she has been bitten by a big cat before she can draw the cat.
The cat's sharp teeth could even be crushed by a firewood knife, let alone an arm-thick tree trunk.
With a "click", the trunk of the tree shattered into sawdust.
As soon as the phantom flickered in front of her, Yang Wunier was pulled and rolled to the ground by the powerful tail of the big cat, her teeth bit her tongue, and blood flowed from her mouth.
Raising her head to look at the ferocious big cat not far in front of her who was slashing the ground with her paws from time to time, she gritted her teeth and moved her body back.
The big cat stepped forward.
Yang Wunier moved again.
The big cat finally confirmed that she had no power to resist, hissed, and pounced in the air Yang Wunier had no choice but to close her eyes and wait for her throat to be torn open with its fangs by the animal that didn't know what it was, and blood splashed everywhere, when she seemed to hear a sharp cry from a big cat The imaginary pain did not come, but the surroundings were quiet.
Even the purring sound of air sacs puffing in the big cat's throat from time to time disappeared.
Yang Wunier opened her eyes.
The murderous big cat was gone, replaced by a charred corpse on the ground.
The terrible beast that had cornered her and almost killed her had turned into a lump of charcoal.
The breeze rose, and the lump of black charcoal was pulverized and scattered with the wind.
Yang Wunier's eyes chased after the black dust, slowly looked up, and finally saw the man standing in the wind in mid-air.
Whenever I mentioned those cultivators who came to the mountain village to select disciples, the Yang family and his wife always had a "fairy".
But Yang Wunier didn't see any fairy aura floating out of the dust in those people.
In fact, in Yang Wunier's eyes, the four young monks she saw that time were just arrogant young men.
It can be called an "immortal cultivator", but if it is called an "immortal", it is really far worse.
And now, Yang Wu tilted his head, one eye was bloody, and only the remaining one eye looked up at the person floating in the air, the light gray robe faintly appeared gorgeous dark lines, the placket had wide sleeves, and the belt of the shirt was blowing in the wind.
This person's face is like a crown of jade, with three long beards under his chin, jet-black hair curled on the top of his head, and a wooden hairpin with a simple shape.
Whether it is appearance or bearing, it is admirable and intimidating.
Yang Wunier looked up at this man, and the title of "immortal" unexpectedly appeared in her heart.
It's just that at this time, this immortal cultivator with a dusty temperament was looking down at her with a frown.
Yang Wunier wanted to get up, and only moved slightly, and there was a sharp pain in her left shoulder.
This is a dislocation, most people can cry in pain, she was in a high level of tension just now, she didn't feel it, and then she relaxed, and suddenly her head hurt and broke out in a cold sweat.
A pair of gray silk shoes appeared in front of him, and the man with extraordinary bearing fell lightly to the ground.
His left palm was spread out, holding something that looked like a plate out of thin air.
With a flick of the sleeve of her right hand, Yang Wunier's left shoulder suddenly had a sharp pain, and then the pain disappeared.
The dislocated arm has been attached.
Yang Wunier pressed her left shoulder, moved her left arm, confirmed that everything was fine, turned over and kowtowed to the man: "Thank you, Immortal Master." ” No matter what kind of noble status she had in her previous life, now, she lives in this world, just a mountain village girl, and a mortal who can't cultivate immortals.
She had already been taught by her parents what a lofty status an immortal cultivator had in this world.
As a mortal, it is a matter of course to see an immortal kneel and bow.
It doesn't matter whether she wants to or not, happy or not.
Her father told her that if she met an immortal cultivator with a bad temper and didn't bow down as she had done before, maybe she would be killed with one finger.
"It's a few good-natured little fairies who have lost it."
They said.
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Yang Wunier then knew that in this world, the strong against the weak, and the monk against mortals, could be killed and killed.
The monk looked at the little girl on the ground and frowned.
He followed the instructions of Shanhepan to find all the way here, and when he saw the poor and wicked villages, he was already mentally prepared, and the person he was looking for was probably a village girl who was very different in appearance.
But even if she doesn't look good, she can't be a doll He glanced at Yang Wunier, who looked like black charcoal, and stretched out his right hand to flick it on the plate of mountains and rivers, the sand grains in the plate turned and changed, and the final result told him that the person he was looking for was right in front of him Yang Wunier kowtowed and thanked her, but she didn't hear an answer, she waited for a few breaths before standing up straight.
The man was looking at her with a strange look.
He didn't speak, so she didn't say anything, and looked at him quietly.
The top of her head suddenly sank, but it was the man who stretched out his hand and placed it on top of her head.
The immortal stroked my top.
The immortal stroked me again.
The second time.
This time it was much gentler, a gentle force poured in from the top of her head, and she walked away with a touch, without causing her any discomfort.
Yang Wunier opened her eyes and looked at the man silently, waiting for his comment.
Sure enough, I heard him sigh and said, "Really, I don't know anything." ” Yang Wunier was slightly disappointed and lowered her eyes.
But I heard the man ask, "How old are you?"
She replied softly, "Eight years old."
With that, he looked up at him.
The man killed a ferocious animal that was a mortal danger to her, apparently with great force, but not terrifying.
On the contrary, when he heard Yang Wunier's answer, his expression was very exciting.
If you want Yang Wunier to find any words to describe it, it is about "the tangled egg pain".
Yang Wunier didn't know where his entanglement came from.
The man's face with fluttering sleeves changed for a long time, and he finally reluctantly admitted it.
People who don't know anything are rare, and there are only one or two in ten thousand.
The body of pure yin is also rare, and the probability of not knowing anything is comparable.
It is really difficult to know nothing about the pure yin body.
He traveled for two years, and according to the guidance of Shanhepan, he found two women with pure yin bodies, but they were not ignorant.
A woman who has both, and being able to really find it is already luck in itself.
If you miss this, you don't know when you will encounter it next, or if you can meet it.
What's more, every day he waits, the little junior brother will suffer one more day of sin, and the meridians and spiritual apertures will be damaged one more point.
They can't wait any longer.
"Do you have parents?"
he asked.
Yang Wunier looked at him for a moment and replied, "Yes." ” "Take me to your parents."
After the man finished speaking, he reached out to pull her, but saw that her eye socket was cracked, one eye was bloody, and there were several scratches on her face.
The clothes on his body were not only torn in a few places, but the exposed parts were worn out of the flesh and blood, and there were a lot of grass clippings and mud.
The man's hand paused, and with a flip of his palm, an extra jade bottle appeared out of thin air.
When the cork is lifted, an indescribable fragrance emanates.
The man poured out a pill in the palm of his hand and said, "Eat this." ” Yang Wunier was silent for a moment and stretched out her hand.
Compared with her dark, calloused and chicken-like hands, the man's hands are smooth and white, and they can be called a pair of "jade hands".
The visual contrast is very strong.
Yang Wunier picked up the pill, put it in her mouth, chewed and swallowed.
When you chew, your mouth is full of fragrance, and after a while, a warmth spreads from your throat and stomach into your limbs, and it is indescribably comfortable.
Something was wrong, and when she lifted her right arm, she saw where the sleeve was worn out, and the flesh that had been scraped as she rolled on the ground was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Not only that, but the body that felt exhausted from the fierce outburst in the short life-and-death struggle just now seemed to be re-infused with strength.
Seeing her wounds heal, the man gave a cleansing trick.
Yang Wunier only felt that there was a breeze blowing on her face, and when she looked at it again, although her clothes and pants were still tattered, they had already disappeared.
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When I touched my face, it became smooth and clean.
It's so convenient, she thought.
As soon as the thought flashed, the man picked her up, naturally like an adult holding a child.
"Go, take me to your parents."
As he spoke, his body slowly rising into the air, standing in the wind.
Yang Wunier pointed in a direction: "Over there." ” Yang Wunier had to walk for an hour, and the man arrived almost in the blink of an eye.
"That one."
It was the first time that Yang Wunier looked down on her home from the air.
It was already dusk, and it was the time for every family to eat, and there was no one on the road in the village.
The man hugged her and landed lightly in the courtyard of the Yang family.
Yang Wunier fell to the ground and walked over and pushed open the door of the hall.
Dinner had already begun in the room, as she expected.
Her mother was talking to Xiao Wu about why she hadn't come back, and the meal left for her had to be heated twice.
Her father said with some worry that he wouldn't get lost in the mountains.
Her second brother gave her fourth sister an egg that he had taken from the bird's nest today.
Her third brother looked at it with some envy and pretended to be generous, and asked her fourth sister to say, you eat half and leave half for Xiao Wu.
Her fourth sister replied, then you still need to say.
Then everyone was interrupted by the sound of the door opening, and they all turned their heads to look, and when they saw that it was the youngest Wu Nier in the family, they all relaxed and greeted her to eat in a chaotic manner.
Alive, full of fireworks, this is her home in this world, life in this world.
Yang Wunier stood at the door, watching them quietly.
She had a strong premonition that the man she brought home today was about to break the trajectory of her current life.
Until then, she was very keen to change her current life situation.
But the premise is that within her own plan, through her own efforts to change, so that all change and development are under her control.
Rather than such a sudden, uncontrollable variable.
Yang Wunier's dark eyes looked at her family in the dim light, and said, "Dad, mother, there are guests" After speaking, he dodged for the person behind him "Immortal Master, Immortal Master, you are serious" Yang Wunier's father was so stunned by the huge surprise that he asked in a trembling voice.
"Ni'er heard that there is no immortal master who wants to accept you as a disciple, you are going to be an immortal," Yang Wunier's mother was overjoyed, and her hand was painful.
The monk was impatient to repeat what he had said to the village woman.
With a flip of his palm, he threw a box on the table and said, "These are for you, I will take this child away." ” Yang Wunier's father and mother glanced at each other, rubbed their hands on their bodies, and carefully opened the box.
In the dim light of the oil lamp, the whole box of gold reflected the whole room in gold.
The Yang family and his wife were almost fainted by the golden light, their lips trembled, and they couldn't speak Rising at the beginning of tomorrow.
In the small courtyard of the Yang family, the middle-aged monk said to her, "Go, say goodbye to your family." ” Yang Wunier turned around, and her family members stood in a row behind her, all looking at her silently.
After a huge pie-in-the-sky surprise, it was only then that they realized that their separation was imminent.
"Nier," her mother screamed as she looked at her, choking up and hiding her face with her hands.
Her father also had red eyes, sighed, and said, "Go ahead, cultivate hard."
Don't live up to the fairy fate. ” Her mother sobbed and said, "Okay, be a great immortal" How did you think that she was going to be taken away to cultivate immortals?
Yang Wunier sighed slightly in her heart.
When the monk saw them, he only said that he would take her away.
Simple and crude, no explanation.
I'm going to take her away, so I'm going to take her away, and why bother talking to you is the most common attitude of monks towards mortals.
The so-called acceptance of disciples and the so-called cultivation of immortals are all made up by the Yang family's own brains.
Obviously, people only said that they wanted to take her away, but they didn't say that they wanted to accept disciples, nor did they say that she had a fairy fate.
Even in the end, he didn't say anything like the monks he had seen before, "cut off the edge of the dust", but just said "farewell".
Yes, just a farewell.
But even if she debunked it now, what was the use, it wouldn't change the fact that she was going to be taken to the unknown by strangers.
The words spoken by the immortals, how could mortals disobey Yang Wunier didn't say anything in the end, and pressed the truth she saw through in her heart.
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She stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and bowed deeply.
A kowtow, Xie Shengen.
Two kowtows, thank you for your grace.
Three kowtows, thank you for the grace of not abandoning.
I don't know if I'm going here, I don't know the future, and I don't know if I can see you again.
Thank you all these years. gd1806102: