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

Grandpa Wu Zu waved his hand, and a cup filled with tea appeared out of thin air, with curls of tea smoke floating in front of her eyes.

Yan Xiaoxiao's pupils widened, she was now numb, and reached out to pick it up.

Her eyes were red, and she knelt directly in front of the old man, holding the teacup above her head with both hands, "Master!

"Okay, okay!" Yan Xiaoxiao felt the old hands trembling as he took the teacup.

After the old man finished drinking his tea, Yan Xiaoxiao performed the ritual of three bows and nine kowtows to him, and the simple ceremony of becoming a disciple was completed.

"My name is Yan Zu, and I am the fifth child. But I prefer people to call me by my courtesy name, Yan Qing! Don't call me 'Fifth Ancestor Grandpa' anymore."

"This is the gift from your master to you, and it is also the token of our inheritance!" Yan Qing took off the ring from his hand.

Yan Xiaoxiao took it respectfully with both hands. When she saw the ring for the first time, she felt that it had an inexplicable attraction to her. The moment she held it, she understood that the ring was attached with the power of rebirth.

The moment the ring touched Yan Xiaoxiao, a sharp spike appeared on it, and a drop of blood appeared on Yan Xiaoxiao's finger and was instantly absorbed by the ring.

The ring emitted a white light, then disappeared and turned into a purple ring.

Yan Qing's eyes widened. This ring actually became so beautiful!

He had worn it for decades, and it had always been black and inconspicuous. He had no idea that it could change, and he cursed inwardly.

Suddenly, a feeling of contempt came from the ring. The old man almost popped his eyes out. This ring must have become a spirit!

Yan Xiaoxiao didn't care about anything else at this moment, her consciousness was pulled into a strange space.

With blue sky and white clouds and gentle breeze, an antique three-story wooden house appears before our eyes.

In front of the wooden house is a large medicinal field, full of vitality.

To the right front of the wooden house is a spring, the size of a washbasin, with water bubbling out and flowing along a ditch into the medicinal field.

Wherever the spring water flows, there is mist, like a fairyland.

Yan Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, and spiritual energy rushed into her body.

The spiritual energy here is too rich!

Yan Xiaoxiao didn't rush into the house. She walked around first.

On the left side of the wooden house was a grape trellis, with a round stone table and four stone benches placed underneath. Bunches of purple grapes that looked like crystals hung from the gaps in the trellis.

Yan Xiaoxiao walked over, and the fragrance of the grapes made her swallow her saliva.

I couldn't help but reach out, hold it with my left hand, and pinch the green stem, which was as thick as the child's little finger, with my right hand.

She tried to pinch it with her hands but it didn't move. Yan Xiaoxiao stood on tiptoe and took a closer look, but there was no trace of pinch marks at all.

She didn't believe it and tried harder again, but still there was no trace of any mark.

Yan Xiaoxiao: …

Why is it so difficult to eat a grape?

Suddenly she remembered that this was her spiritual consciousness and her body had not entered at all. Yan Xiaoxiao blinked twice and put down her hand awkwardly.

She walked around the medicinal field. Is the white, plump part that sticks out of the ground and looks like a radish ginseng? Is the purple one as big as a human head Ganoderma lucidum? And what is that glowing red fruit? Yan Xiaoxiao has never seen a glowing fruit before.

Although she has memorized a lot of knowledge about medicinal herbs, she can't match them up at all except for common herbs such as ginseng and ganoderma lucidum, no matter how good her memory is.

Yan Xiaoxiao was numb! She turned around and went straight to the wooden house.

I pushed the door, but it didn't open! I pushed harder, but it still didn't open!

Yan Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and withdrew her consciousness. Who knows the feeling of looking at the treasure in front of you but not being able to touch it? Just don't look at it!

When Yan Xiaoxiao came back to her senses, she met a pair of eyes that were filled with surprise and worry. The moment those eyes saw that she was awake, they burst into light that Yan Xiaoxiao saw clearly, "Master!"

"How do you feel? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" The steady tone concealed concern.

"Hehe, very good, it can't be better! Haha!" The corners of Yan Xiaoxiao's mouth stretched wider and wider, and finally she couldn't help laughing.

The old man laughed and scolded, "Stinky girl!"

He also started laughing, and after a while, he stopped laughing and his face became serious.

"We in the Medical Immortal Sect have only one rule: You are not allowed to commit crimes or do evil things! You must remember this!

As the saying goes, the greater your ability, the greater your responsibility. If you are poor, you should take care of yourself. If you are rich, you should help the world! If you have the opportunity, you should do more for this country and its people! "

"Yes! Master!"

Yan Xiaoxiao thought of something, and she pointed at the ring on her hand and asked, "Master, is this your storage magic weapon?"

Yan Qing waved his hands several times to take out things, and Yan Xiaoxiao was present.

Those exquisite medicinal foods and writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone were not ordinary items. The old man did not avoid Yan Xiaoxiao at all. She had long suspected that he had some magic storage weapon like what was written in the novels.

Sure enough, there was a space in the ring. Thinking of the old man's dilapidated yard, which could not hold anything, Yan Xiaoxiao began to worry about his future life.

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows in surprise, then smiled with relief, "You are a girl with a conscience." He waved his hand, and the recliner and teacup disappeared.

Yan Xiaoxiao understood, there is more!

"Do you see what this is?" He took out a brocade bag and shook it proudly at Yan Xiaoxiao.

"This is a storage capsule, as big as a football field, and it contains the belongings that our sect has accumulated over the years. This magic weapon was also made by our ancestors, but the materials are rare. It is said that only three were made, and two were lost in the war. This one has been passed down."

He fumbled with it for a while reluctantly, then handed it to Yan Xiaoxiao, "I'll give it to you from now on!"

Yan Xiaoxiao was stunned and quickly explained, "Don't you know that this ring is also a storage magic weapon?"

When he heard Yan Xiaoxiao say that there was a space in the ring with blue sky, white clouds, medicinal fields and spiritual springs, he could no longer hold back his tears and kept asking why he had never died once.

Yan Xiaoxiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She disappeared from the spot and reappeared in space with an idea in her mind.

She went straight to the medicinal field, pulled out a big thick "radish", plucked a Ganoderma lucidum that was who knows how many years old, and carried it out of the space.

Yan Qing was still complaining sadly, but Yan Xiaoxiao handed something in front of him and his crying stopped immediately.

He opened his mouth wide for a long time before closing it. He stroked it with trembling hands, "This, this, such a thick ginseng, it must be tens of thousands of years old! Hiccup, and this big Ganoderma lucidum, how many years has it been? Hiccup, hiccup! Oh my God! I'm dazzled!"

Yan Xiaoxiao's expression remained normal, but the villain in her heart had already rolled on the ground laughing.

"You are not blinded, this is a gift to you, please put it away! I will give you a share when I have something good in the future. Don't be sad, it's just a broken ring, I don't want it!"

"Yes, yes, we don't care about it. It's just a broken ring! Um, a broken ring, is it... a broken ring?"

He stared at the ginseng and ganoderma with shining eyes, and unconsciously followed Yan Xiaoxiao's words. It took him a while to react.

"You little bastard, that's our leader's token. It's not some rubbish at all. It's our most important thing. You can't lose it!"