Chapter 40: Immortal Touches My Head (Sixth Update Asking for Monthly Tickets) Wei Wenxin is definitely a household name in Wanjian City. She has recently become famous because of the Nanhai Sect’s affairs. As soon as she showed her face, she was recognized. "Ah!!! Senior Sister!! Senior Sister has come down the mountain! Senior Sister! I'll buy you a drink!" Before she had even finished her cry, a pot of plum wine was thrown in through the window. Wei Wenxin dodged his face and caught it. Before he could refuse, more wine jugs were thrown in. The wide street was suddenly crowded with people because of her appearance, and everyone's face flushed with excitement! There are so many people who like her! Some people love her beauty, some people love her temperament, and some people love her strength... Nowadays, the fairy world is relatively peaceful, and there are many entertainment activities for cultivators. It is very common to follow a famous cultivator. For a while, those who sold wine delivered wine, those who sold fruit delivered fruit, and in the panic, she even received a heavy food box containing freshly packed, hot meals. Wei Wenxin rarely felt so flustered and secretly regretted showing his face just now.
Suddenly, he heard a loud cry from a childish voice. Wei Wenxin didn't dare to hope that the city defense team would arrive in time, so he had to get off the car. "Please don't crowd, be careful not to step on others, and pay attention to the elderly and children around you!" Her voice was clean, not as gentle as that of ordinary female cultivators. Although her voice was not loud, everyone could hear it clearly. Everyone gave her face and stopped crowding, and she could then see clearly the girl selling flowers in the crowd. The girl was no more than four or five years old, and was just as tall as her waist. She was probably just passing by and was suddenly swept in by the crowd. The girl's eyes were filled with panic and she was about to cry. In her arms, there was a bamboo basket that had been squeezed and deformed, and there were still a few unsold chrysanthemums in the basket. The chrysanthemum petals are slender and tender yellow, very cute. Wei Wenxin took a look, and the flowers flew up automatically and landed on the temples of those beauty-loving female monks. There was a sudden scream! The girl looked down and saw a jingling sound in the basket, which turned out to be a few crystal clear spiritual stones. Children of this age do not study in the academy, but have to sell flowers on the street at such a young age, just because she is a mortal without spiritual roots. The younger brother at home found out that he had spiritual roots, but she had seen spiritual stones. For high-level cultivators, they would be too lazy to bend down to pick up a few spirit stones that fell on the ground, but it would take her one or two years to earn them. Seeing her staring at him with wide eyes, Wei Wenxin approached her, bent down, and gently touched her head. "The city will be very chaotic recently. Let the sister over there take you home later, okay?" The city defense team has arrived. Wei Wenxin casually pointed at a familiar disciple and sent a message to ask her for help. The young disciple was carrying out a mission for the sect, which lasted for half a year. When he saw that the eldest sister remembered him, he was very happy and immediately agreed. As soon as I took the girl's hand, the eldest sister disappeared. Even the low-key and luxurious animal carriage disappeared.
"Come on, I'll take you back." Immortals and mortals live together in Wanjian City. If a mortal child takes the spirit stones and causes trouble, he might be killed. But her family can live in Wanjian City, and there must be cultivators in their family. As long as they send her home, everything will be fine. If the senior sister tells her to do something, she will do it well. The girl was precocious and understood what was happening, but she just kept walking without saying a word. Only when he reached the door of his house did he raise his little face and ask the female cultivator: "Senior, have you ever heard that an immortal stroked my head and gave me eternal life?" The female cultivator was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but laugh: "Child, your spiritual roots are determined by heaven. This is determined at birth." No matter how powerful the senior sister is, how can it be possible for you to practice cultivation just by touching your head? The girl's eyes were clear: "Big sister is so powerful, she will definitely become an immortal!" But by that time, you would have turned into dust! The words were never spoken. The female monk was unusually gentle and also touched her head. There are more than billions of mortals in the world. Who doesn't want to become an immortal? It’s not that I don’t want to, but that I can’t. - The spirit beast took off again, this time at an extremely fast speed, and soon left the north gate of Wanjian City, passed through a pine forest, and reached Wanzhangyuan, the training ground most often visited by Qi Refining disciples. Wei Wenxin's cultivation was not yet high enough, he just felt that he had done a good thing and was very happy. Taoist Mingzhen relaxed his frown and after a long time, he also revealed a smile. Every sip and every bite is determined by God. "I didn't expect a few flowers could make me so happy. Oh, these sisters are so easy to please." Seeing that she was still happy about what happened before, Taoist Mingzhen put away the wine in the carriage, opened the food box, and began to eat and drink slowly. "I'm easy to please too." Since I wanted to go for a drink but didn't, these fine wines will be my compensation. Wei Wenxin found it funny, took the cup, opened a pot of osmanthus wine, and poured her a cup. "Then I will lend you flowers to offer to the Buddha!" Taoist Master Mingzhen chuckled and couldn't help but talk about the past: "My senior sister was also a famous figure in Qinghuan Realm back then, and there were always people trying to curry favor with her through me. At that time, my cultivation was still low, and every time I went out, I had to stick a few diamond talismans on my body in advance to prevent people from throwing things at the car and hurting me." "Is it so exaggerated?" Taoist Master Mingzhen laughed: "How can you be exaggerating? Weren't you almost hit by a wine bottle just now?" "I'm quick to react~" Taoist Master Mingzhen snorted and glared at her again. Wei Wenxin chuckled but didn't say anything flattering to make up for it. In her opinion, if she couldn't even stop someone from throwing something at her, she would be a loser. Taoist Master Mingzhen liked her authenticity and did not blame her for it. Instead, he nodded and said, "I was indeed not as hardworking as you when I was a child."
In terms of talent, she is no worse than Wei Wenxin, but she could not do what Wei Wenxin did back then, to defeat all the disciples of the same generation with absolute advantage and become the undisputed chief. Wanzhangyuan was very spacious. After eating something, Taoist Master Mingzhen sat on the low couch by the window, resting his chin on his hand and looking quietly outside. His eyes were full of attachment and reluctance. Ascension is a one-way road. Once you go up, there is no way back. Wei Wenxin didn't disturb her. She took out a bunch of small parts and started assembling them. A few years ago, Xiao Er went to the mortal world to do a mission and got a carpenter's notebook, which recorded many amazing mortise and tenon techniques. She used to look down on it and thought it was useless, but recently when she had some trouble renovating her house, she took it out to have a look. I didn't expect to be fascinated by it at first sight. She was born in the world of immortal cultivators and grew up in a large sect. She had never come into contact with mortals since childhood. Now she discovered that the ingenuity of mortals is no worse than that of immortal cultivators. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, one will get tired if you look at it for too long. After half a day, Taoist Master Mingzhen withdrew his gaze and saw that she had put away the food box and was sitting on the low table splicing a pile of wood. He found it interesting and came over to take a look. After looking for a while, he felt dizzy and lay back on the couch, propping up his head and talking to her sideways: "There is a saying among mortals that goes, 'A man is worthless when he leaves his hometown.' We were born and raised here. Even though there are elders I am familiar with in the upper realm, I don't have much yearning for that place. Sometimes, I would think like my senior sister. Even if there is not enough spiritual energy and spiritual materials here, and I can't continue to improve my cultivation, it is not a bad thing to die here." Wei Wenxin stopped what he was doing, not knowing how to respond. Although she is no longer a young disciple who is prone to premature death, she is still a long way from ascending. She could understand these feelings of separation, but she could not empathize with them. Fortunately, the master just needs an audience. For her, this trip was just to say goodbye properly, so it was normal for her to say such things from time to time. "I can still remember the good friends who trained with me during the Qi Refining Stage." Wei Wenxin put away the assembled small model, took out a pile of fruits, and began to cut them slowly. "and then?" “I am not originally from the Wanjian Sect. Because I was born with a sword bone, my mother sent me to the Wanjian Sect. At first, I was not used to it and kept wanting to go home. I always felt that the Wanjian Sect was very hot and the air was full of earthy smells. Even the formula of the fasting pills was different, which made me feel uncomfortable. "Later, I met a lot of friends. Sometimes they would complain that I have a bad temper, saying that I usually look very gentle, but if someone provokes me, I will start to bite them crazily. One of my senior sisters even gave me a nickname, the Snow Mountain Mad Dog, hahahaha!" "You don't even want to beat her up for this? That's regional discrimination!" Wei Wenxin hated being called the "Crazy Woman of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect" the most. Personal attacks are fine! Why insult her sect? Even ordinary people would like to make sure that misfortune does not affect their families! It was not a pleasant thing after all, and Wei Wenxin felt that they shared the same hatred for the enemy. Seeing that the master had stopped smiling and was staring at him, Wei Wenxin pushed the cut fruit over and weakly changed the topic: "I mean, isn't this slander? You are not that kind of person!" Taoist Master Mingzhen couldn't help laughing, then nodded and said seriously: "I also want to be as shameless as you, but I am an honest man. I have to admit that I really am that kind of person." I felt like I was scolded, but also like I wasn't.
Wei Wenxin changed the subject: "I also had some friends when I was in the Qi Refining Stage, but as my cultivation level fell behind, we gradually stopped interacting with each other. Counting the days, those who didn't break through to the Golden Core Stage should have passed away." She makes friends easily, but she seldom opens up to others, mainly because few people can understand her pursuits and ambitions. They always think that she does not cherish her talents and messes around all day, which is simply not her job! In the end, the only one left was Yue Jinxiu. The master just said "Oh" and didn't continue the topic. But Wei Wenxin discovered that the carriage had quietly changed direction at some point. Master misses his friends. (End of this chapter)