The villain female supporting role is reborn, all the plots are gone

Zhao Heng brought Ning Zhier directly back to Jianfeng and arranged her to stay very close to his residence.

He also cast spells himself, built the cave, and took out many magical instruments from his private storehouse to decorate the cave.

Ning Zhier looked at the magnificent cave in front of her, her heart filled with gratitude.

"Thank you, Master." Ning Zhier said softly.

"This is what I should do." Zhao Heng looked at her with a smile, "This will be your home from now on. Just tell me if you need anything."

Ning Zhier nodded, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes.

"I will definitely work hard to cultivate and live up to Master's expectations."

Looking at the determined Ning Zhier, Zhao Heng smiled with relief.

Then he handed the ancient scroll for guiding qi into the body to Ning Zhier.

Ning Zhier looked at the ancient scroll that Zhao Heng handed over but did not intend to take it. She raised her innocent smile and said to Zhao Heng: "Master, I don't want to read books. I want you to guide me personally."

Zhao Heng was slightly stunned, then he laughed. He touched Ning Zhier's head and said, "Okay, in that case, I will teach you personally. However, the path of cultivation is extremely difficult, so you must be prepared."

Ning Zhier nodded heavily and said, "Disciple is not afraid of hard work. As long as I can be with Master, I am willing to do anything."

Zhao Heng looked at Ning Zhier's determined eyes, and his heart was moved. He brought Ning Zhier to the courtyard, asked her to sit cross-legged, and then began to teach her the method of drawing qi into the body.

Under Zhao Heng's careful teaching, Ning Zhier gradually mastered the trick of drawing energy into the body. She went from being unable to feel spiritual energy to being able to feel the surrounding spiritual energy gathering around her.

But he was still unable to absorb the spiritual energy into his body.

Ning Zhier felt a little discouraged.

Zhao Heng seemed to notice Ning Zhier's grievance and began to comfort her.

"Don't be anxious, take your time." Zhao Heng said gently, "You can't rush when it comes to cultivation. It's already great that you've achieved this level so quickly."

Ning Zhier nodded slightly, took a deep breath, tried to cheer herself up, concentrated her attention again, and continued to try to guide the mysterious spiritual energy into her body.

Day after day, Zhao Heng stayed by Ning Zhier's side, practicing together for six hours. Ning Zhier, on the other hand, devoted almost all her time to practicing, with no distractions other than eating and sleeping.

After countless setbacks and failures, Ning Zhier finally succeeded in absorbing a trace of weak spiritual energy at a certain moment and smoothly introduced it into her body.

She was so excited that she could hardly contain herself. She stared at Zhao Heng with joy on her face, her eyes flashing with unspeakable excitement.

The corners of Zhao Heng's mouth rose slightly, revealing a gratified smile, and he nodded affirmatively in response.

In order to help Ning Zhier achieve the goal of drawing Qi into the body, Zhao Heng taught her carefully and put in all his efforts, which took more than several months.

When Ning Zhier had truly completed the process of drawing Qi into her body, Zhao Heng suddenly realized that he should formally accept her as his disciple. At this moment, looking at Ning Zhier who was already able to draw in spiritual energy, Zhao Heng was filled with joy. Although he didn't know how this opportunity of Ning Zhier would help him improve his cultivation, as long as her cultivation improved, everything would be possible.

So, Zhao Heng told Ning Zhier that he planned to pick a sunny day, invite the elders and disciples in the sect, hold a ceremony to accept disciples, and let everyone be a witness.

"Thank you, Master~" Ning Zhier said to Zhao Heng sweetly in a low voice.

"Okay, since I brought you back to the sect, you have been practicing in the cave. Now that you have officially drawn the energy into your body, it's time to go out for a walk." Zhao Heng looked at the well-behaved Ning Zhier and said in a gentle tone.

So, Ning Zhier began to wander around the sect.

When Ning Zhier stepped into the sect square and met the sect disciples for the first time, she felt an unprecedented sense of excitement and novelty.

The disciples in the square were all wearing robes of different colors. Their faces were different, some were pale, some were red, and some were calm, but they all exuded a firm aura. They were either sitting cross-legged, or standing still, or walking, but they all maintained a state of concentration, and the weapons such as staffs and swords in their hands all emitted a faint light, which seemed to echo their aura and exude a powerful force.

On one side of the square, there is a huge fountain, with splashing water and making pleasant sounds. This fountain seems to have a mysterious power that can increase the effect of the disciples' practice. On the other side of the square, there is a towering altar, on which are placed various mysterious spells and instruments, which seem to be used to enhance the disciples' practice power.

The entire sect square was filled with a solemn atmosphere, and every disciple had a focused look on their faces, devoting themselves wholeheartedly to their cultivation.

'So this is the world of immortal cultivation! ' Ning Zhier thought in shock.

At this time, Ning Zhier suddenly noticed that in the center of the square, a female cultivator stood there. Her figure was like a noble goddess, majestic yet gentle. Her eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky, deep and bright, flashing with wisdom and determination.

The disciples in the square seemed to be immersed in their own world of cultivation under her leadership. Some closed their eyes and concentrated, feeling the flow of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, while others pinched their hands to mobilize the true energy in their bodies.

The air was filled with faint spiritual fluctuations, which shuttled through the air like fine threads, forming invisible veins. The disciples' breathing echoed with these spiritual fluctuations. Every breath seemed to absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and every exhalation seemed to expel impurities from the body. This wonderful induction filled the entire square with mystery and solemnity.

Ning Zhier stood in the crowd, her eyes deeply attracted by the female cultivator.

The woman was dressed in a white robe, with her hair tied up high. She looked cold yet heroic. She was dancing with a long sword, the sword emitting a faint glow. Every movement was as if it had been tempered through thousands of trials and tribulations, full of harmony of strength and beauty, and every movement contained a profound way of cultivation.

Ning Zhier couldn't help but sigh in her heart that such cultivation and realm were truly beyond her reach.

As the practice deepened, various expressions began to appear on the faces of the disciples. Some disciples frowned, as if they were trying to break through their own limits; some disciples smiled, as if they had touched the essence of practice; and some disciples had a calm face, as if they had reached the state of calmness. Ning Zhier was also infected by this atmosphere. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and began to immerse herself in her practice.

The entire sect square seemed to have turned into a huge training ground, where the disciples shed their sweat and pursued a higher realm. Their every breath and every movement echoed with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, forming a perfect cycle. This cycle not only improved the disciples' cultivation, but also filled the entire sect with vitality.

When practicing, time always passes quickly.