Rebirth in the 1980s: Xiaoxiao's road to becoming a top student

Yan Xiaoxiao bit her index finger, as if spiritual power would flow out of the wound.

As it turned out, she was overthinking it, and the spiritual power still couldn't come out of her body.

When Grandpa Wu Zu saw her bite her index finger, his slightly opened eyes widened unconsciously, and the corners of his eyes twitched. Ben, who had already left the recliner, lay back down, closed his eyes, and turned his head to the other side.

The pain in her fingers reminded Yan Xiaoxiao that she had done something stupid. She secretly glanced at the old man and saw that he had tilted his head as if he was asleep. She then breathed a sigh of relief.

What should be done? Yan Xiaoxiao fell into deep thought.

She seemed to have entered a mysterious realm again. Everything around her disappeared. It seemed that only she and the jade token in her hand were left between heaven and earth. Spiritual energy began to flow unconsciously in her body.

The spiritual energy in the surrounding air rushed towards Yan Xiaoxiao in an instant like a shark smelling blood.

Visible air currents centered on Yan Xiaoxiao and continued to penetrate into her body.

Grandpa Wuzu opened his eyes wide in shock and stared at Yan Xiaoxiao nervously.

The spiritual energy in Yan Xiaoxiao's body continued to grow, and the speed was getting faster and faster, and the meridians that were washed away were aching. She wanted to stop, but she couldn't do it at all.

I don't know where this place is, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth seems endless. The spiritual energy in Yan Xiaoxiao's body is getting more and more, and the pain in her meridians is getting worse!

Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and dripped down her cheeks. Her facial features began to twist in pain, as if a knife was constantly scraping and cutting her meridians. However, her spiritual energy was constantly repairing them, making it impossible for Yan Xiaoxiao to faint.

The meridians are constantly being stretched and repaired, over and over again.

Yan Xiaoxiao was in so much pain that she was almost unconscious, but she still had a bit of rationality. She knew she couldn't faint, she absolutely couldn't faint!

An unknown amount of time had passed, but just when Yan Xiaoxiao couldn't hold on any longer, there was a sudden "boom" inside her body, as if an explosion had occurred, and she completely fainted.

At the moment of fainting, Yan Xiaoxiao felt relieved. She finally fainted!

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself lying on the ground, with Grandpa Wu Zu leisurely lying on a recliner on one side. She felt aggrieved. He didn't even help her to the bed. Wasn't he afraid that she would catch a cold?

"Wake up!" Grandpa Wu Zu looked at her with a smile, as if he could read her mind, "There is no bed here, don't you think you stink?"

Yan Xiaoxiao had smelled a foul odor a long time ago, but she had just woken up and had not had time to find the source of the odor. When she lowered her head, she saw a layer of black stuff covering her body, emitting a pungent smell.

"Ah!" Yan Xiaoxiao screamed and got up from the ground and wanted to take a shower. But when she stepped out of the door and saw the bamboo forest outside, she realized that she didn't know how to get out.

An old voice came from the house, "There is a hot spring behind the house."

Yan Xiaoxiao ran away in delight.

Inside the room, the old man looked at the human-shaped, foul-smelling black impurity on the ground. He flipped his palm and a yellow talisman appeared. He threw it on the ground without even looking at it.

The moment the yellow talisman fell to the ground, a white light flashed and the ground became as smooth as new.

The old man lay back in the recliner, tapping his fingers on the armrests, and was about to sing a few words. He was obviously in a very good mood.

After a long while, Yan Xiaoxiao didn't come back. The old man was getting impatient. He was so excited that he wanted to share his experiences with others. It was really tormenting for him to see Yan Xiaoxiao coming back.

Suddenly, the old man seemed to think of something, his eyes twitched, and he flipped his hand, and a little girl's Tang suit appeared in his hand, exactly the same clothes Yan Xiaoxiao wore when she first took a medicinal bath.

Putting the clothes on his legs, the old man took out a piece of paper and folded it into a paper crane in a few seconds. He then took out a black crystal the size of a thumb and placed it on the head of the paper crane. He made a complicated gesture, and the crystal disappeared. The paper crane suddenly moved, shaking its wings and shaking its head.

The old man put the clothes on the back of the paper crane, burying it instantly. The clothes swayed and floated up, flew out of the window, and only after it flew far away could one see a corner of the paper crane that was about to be crushed.

Not long after, Yan Xiaoxiao came in from outside with red cheeks. She laughed awkwardly twice, which was met with a big eye roll in return.

"Quickly inject your spiritual power into the jade token!"

Yan Xiaoxiao quickly did as she was told, and this time she was able to inject her spiritual power smoothly.

It seems that the reason she couldn't produce spiritual power at the beginning was because her cultivation was not enough. Now she can clearly feel that her cultivation has improved a lot.

The jade token that absorbed the spiritual power emitted a white light and turned into a point of light, which drilled into Yan Xiaoxiao's forehead before she could react.

Yan Xiaoxiao reached out and touched her forehead. Hmm, there was no wound.

Before she was about to say something, a sharp pain came from her brain. Countless images and information flooded into her mind, and her head was about to explode.

Yan Xiaoxiao once again felt what it meant to be worse off than death, and she rolled around on the ground in pain.

The old man looked distressed, but he did not step forward to help. He just watched quietly from the side.

Yan Xiaoxiao didn't know how long she felt the pain, maybe a moment, maybe several hours. Her thoughts gradually returned as the pain disappeared.

There were inexplicably a lot of memories in my mind, countless cultivation techniques, countless secret recipes for refining medicine, and the memories of two lives of a female cultivator named Feng Rao.

Feng Rao is the ancestor that Grandpa Wu Zu mentioned. She lives in a world of cultivating immortals. She is extremely outstanding and has dabbled in Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, and Qimen Dunjia, but she is best at medicine. Although she cannot be said to be able to bring the dead back to life, she is pretty close to that at least.

Later, she was framed and besieged to death. For some unknown reason, she was reborn in the ancient times of this planet and created new skills and sects.

The sect she founded was called the Medical Immortal Sect, but because she herself was a reborn person, her skills required the blessing of the power of rebirth, and ordinary people simply could not practice it, so she had never found a successor.

However, disciples in later generations found another way and used spirit stones to practice, but the effect was greatly reduced.

Over thousands of years, the spiritual energy became thinner, the spiritual stones became increasingly scarce, and the disciples in the sect gradually died out. By the time of the fifth ancestor's generation, only the superficial things that had been passed down were left.

Feng Rao had anticipated this and stored his skills in a jade token, waiting for the right person.

Yan Xiaoxiao injected her own spiritual power into it and received recognition from the jade token. The information in the jade token automatically entered her mind. Because the amount of information was too huge, she was in great pain.

The jade token completed its mission and turned into smoke and powder, disappearing between heaven and earth, as if it had never appeared.

Yan Xiaoxiao looked at her palm. Was there any trace of the jade token?

Grandpa Wuzu's hands were shaking with excitement. He had finally found a suitable successor. He was finally worthy of his ancestors.

Finally, I can go see my master with peace of mind and tell him the good news.

Grandpa Wu Zu wiped the corners of his red eyes.

"Girl, are you willing to take me as your master?"

Yan Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, looking confused.

"Although I cannot bear the title of your master, since you have accepted my inheritance, you have entered my Medical Immortal Sect."

Yan Xiaoxiao finally woke up and said anxiously, "I do!"

She had been looking forward to it for a long time, thinking that she was not qualified enough to become a disciple. She often wondered in her heart: Why didn't the Fifth Ancestor accept me as a disciple?

Now she finally got what she wanted! Her heart started beating fast!