A five-year-old junior sister, she is the group favorite of four crazy critics

After some research.

Yan Ci and Mo Yan finally confirmed that although the little guy had no fluctuations in spiritual power, his reaction and physical fitness were indeed at the level of the Qi refining stage.

Bei Wan didn't care about the wounds on his body. He held his small wooden sword tightly and asked with expectation in his clear round eyes: "Can Bei Wan be able to practice?"

"should be."

Yan Ci thought back to the little green dots that the little guy mentioned just now, which should be the spiritual power of wood attribute.

What made him a little curious was where the absorbed spiritual energy went.

……

Ever since she knew she could practice, the little guy had been pestering Mo Yan to come and fight with her.

Because she discovered that she couldn't feel it at all if she followed the method taught by her senior brother to feel and absorb spiritual power.

Only after fighting and sparring, and being physically and mentally exhausted, can you feel the spiritual power contained in the air.

Anyway, after practicing with the fourth senior brother for so long, Bei Wan didn't find anyone else and just caught Mo Yan alone.

"Bei Wan, are you a little lunatic? Are you practicing so desperately?"

After finally beating Bei Wan until he was covered in blood again, Mo Yan couldn't bear it any longer.

The young man gritted his teeth and threw away the branch in his hand. Looking at the miserable child, he rolled his eyes and said, "You shouldn't be looking for me. You should be looking for the second senior brother. I think there is no difference between you and him."

They are all the same, and they fight with each other to the point of risking their lives.

He used to beat up the little guy and work as a sparring partner for her. It was like having a pet. He would tease her every time he thought about it.

When he can't remember, he can sleep in at the third peak, eat fruits, and look for trouble with the Qingya Sect.

Damn it now.

Every day, before dawn, he would be picked up by the little guy and go to be her sparring partner, rain or shine, it was simply his nightmare.

Bei Wan calmed down his surging energy and blood, and said the most realistic words in a childish voice: "But like this, Bei Wan is making rapid progress!"

"And there will be a sect competition in less than a month!"

She didn't know how much better people from other sects were than her, so the child didn't know what to do.

Now that she can practice, she must work hard to win so many games and not let Cang Yan Sect lose.

"And..." The little guy looked at Mo Yan in confusion, "Yan Ci said that the fourth senior brother has also made rapid progress recently. Don't the fourth senior brother like to become stronger?"

Mo Yan was stupefied by the little guy's truth and rolled his eyes angrily.

Although the little guy has made rapid progress in the past half month and is already comparable to the strength in the middle stage of Qi refining.

But he still felt guilty, most importantly!

He also has to endure the discussions from time to time with his senior brother.

Being chased and beaten with a mace every day is really miserable!

To sum it up simply, he beats his junior sister during the day, and his senior brother beats him at night.

However, thanks to the beating, he was about to reach the threshold of Golden Elixir Perfection.

Thinking of this, Mo Yan glanced at the little boy who also gained strength after being beaten.

Suddenly I felt that they deserved to be brothers and sisters.

They are all the same perverts.

Whose junior brother and junior sister's strength improved because they were chased by their own senior brothers.

The little guy glanced at the moody fourth senior brother who seemed to be crazy, and winced.

Then after realizing that he could feel the green dots, he immediately sat down cross-legged.

Senior brother? Where is the importance of cultivation?

The next step is the familiar process. The top of the head feels itchy, and the little green grass has obviously grown a little bit, hidden in the little guy's thick black hair.

In the past, one leaf could capture a small dot, but now one leaf can capture three.

The amount of spiritual energy entering the body suddenly increased, and the body began to suffer severe pain.

Mo Yan turned around and was about to leave when he heard the little guy's groan mixed with pain coming from behind him.

"It hurts, let you..."

He subconsciously complained and wanted to turn around and mock the little guy.

But after seeing the little guy's condition clearly, he swallowed back the rest of his words.

He saw with his own eyes that dark blood beads began to appear on the little one's clean skin, and then condensed on the surface of her skin.

It was just like what his senior brother told him back then.

Before Mo Yan could contact Yan Ci in the Sutra Pavilion, he noticed a familiar aura.

"Master!"

Mo Yan breathed a sigh of relief, his master was back, so why should he look for a senior brother?

Yan Fengmian looked at the little guy covered in blood and felt a little shocked in his heart.

No, when he left, the little apprentice was still a well-behaved little girl.

Why did he come back?

Then I noticed that the young apprentice seemed to be exercising.

He may be a bit of a face-control guy, but he really can't imagine how a cute and well-behaved little apprentice could knock off a big man with one punch.

"How did you get her to start exercising!"

Yan Fengmian questioned Mo Yan beside him.

She can only handle things like body training, and no one can help her.

Mo Yan:? ? ?

Body training? What body training!

"Master, junior sister, this is not body training, she can absorb spiritual power!"

He knew about body refining. It was for those who did not have spiritual roots. If they wanted to become stronger, they could use medicine or some other means to train their bodies.

To the point where you can even fight against monks by strengthening your body.

It's just that because body training is too painful, there are very few people who can practice to the end, not many at all, and even fewer people can achieve something.

He and his senior brother also thought about it at the time, but after seeing that the little guy could absorb spiritual power, they gave up this speculation.

"Can it absorb spiritual energy?"

Yan Fengmian's eyes fell on Bei Wan again. Why didn't he see it?

The grass hidden in Bei Wan's hair remained motionless, pretending to be dead.

He couldn't tell at all that just now it was this little thing that slapped the spiritual power into Bei Wan's body.

Mo Yan was startled and then realized that the little guy no longer absorbed spiritual power.

After Yan Fengmian was sure that Mo Yan was not lying, he immediately squatted in front of Bei Wan.

Putting his fingers on Bei Wan's wrist, the little guy's meridians were damaged, and his spiritual power did not dare to enter rashly, so he controlled the spiritual power to enter tentatively with extreme caution.

But I found that the little guy's body seemed to be much better than before.

Even...his spiritual power does not need to follow the meridians, but only needs to follow her flesh and blood to enter her body.

It was as if her flesh and blood were her meridians.

As soon as this idea came up, Yan Fengmian was frightened by his bold idea.

The reason why people who cultivate immortality have meridians that can accommodate spiritual power is because human flesh and blood is fragile and cannot withstand spiritual power at all, so they have meridians that can accommodate spiritual power.

If people don't need meridians and can use flesh and blood to contain spiritual power and circulate it, that would be unbelievable.

He remembered that that person had proposed this theory before.

It is said that the meridians of people are actually different. They have the same spiritual root and the same talent. If the thickness of the meridians and the speed of spiritual power are different, then the speed of cultivation is also different.

If the little guy in front of me could use spiritual power all over his body...

Yan Fengmian only felt that he had found a treasure.