Ah, Senior Brother is Actually a Sister!

Before the age of 12, my life was smooth sailing.

Possessing the aptitude of a single spiritual root of the fire element is an unworldly cultivation genius.

I have always been the pride of my parents and the hope of revitalizing the entire clan.

However, in that year, I was branded as the "Stove Ding", and since then, I was dragged from the sky into the abyss.

The Yuan family is just a third-rate family of cultivation, occupying a corner at the foot of Shoucheng Mountain. There is an ancestor of the Golden Core Stage and several elders of the Foundation Establishment Stage in the family. It is considered a good influence among the nearby families——of course , in front of those large sects, it is not worth mentioning at all, let alone the five super sects that carve up the world.

The sphere of influence of Shoucheng Mountain with a radius of thousands of miles is under the name of Fuluo Sect - this is a medium-sized sect, and there is an ancestor from the late Yuanying period sitting in the town. In this area, it can be said that it is the king and hegemony.

Originally, with my aptitude, not to mention the Floating Sect, even the large sects can also go, and the clansmen have placed high hopes on me, but all these beautiful expectations have been ruthlessly shattered—Floating Sect said, I want to accept me as a good concubine for the most beloved grandson of the Yuanying ancestor.

Hehe, to put it mildly, she is a good concubine, but in essence she is just making a cauldron for him.

I know that I have a good appearance, even among female cultivators who can maintain their beauty, but I know better that the reason why I will be accepted as a furnace is that my clan is only a third-rate clan, and I have no words in Shoucheng Mountain room for.

This is the cruel world of self-cultivation. Female cultivators are often inferior to male cultivators of the same qualifications, and beautiful female cultivators cannot escape the fate of becoming high-ranking monks.

——Why do I have the aptitude to be proud of, but I don't have the opportunity to practice hard, but I have to be manipulated by others?

It's just because I don't have the backing of a tyrannical clan force, and I don't have the strength to say no to the powerful.

Before the age of 12, I was Yuan Qiongshuang, a gifted girl who carried countless hopes; after the age of 12, I was the cauldron ordered by the young master of Fu Luozong.

I thought that my life would be like this... However, when I was almost in despair, a piece of news came——Chonghua Sword Sect, the leader of the five major sects in the cultivation world, and a super sect that people can only look up to Come to guard Chengshan to accept disciples.

I think this is an opportunity—the only chance for me to get rid of the fate of the furnace.

On the day when the envoy from Chonghua arrived at the gate of Fuluozong Mountain, I knocked out the four guards at the fifth level of Qi refining outside the gate and slipped out.

Due to the power of Fu Luozong, the tribe easily compromised, even the parents did not dare to say anything.

When the ancestors of the Jindan period sent four elite members of the clan to guard me until I was old enough and then sent to Fu Luozong, I clearly realized the fact that I was abandoned by the clan.

Fortunately, I also know how to hide my clumsiness on weekdays. With the magic weapon I unintentionally found in the hands of a casual cultivator, I hid my cultivation base in the third level of Qi Refining—in fact, I have already broken through the eighth level of Qi Refining. How can the wandering waste stop me?

I successfully knocked down two gatekeeper boys at the first level of Qi refining, and I carefully mixed in the crowd—the attention and fear of the super big sect almost made the entire Fu Luozong come out, guarding and waiting in the huge martial arts arena Command, this also gave me an opportunity.

I looked at the group of men in white clothes who were so beautiful on the high platform, and I yearned for it.

The strength of the first sect is that it can make the head teacher of the Fuluo Sect bow down without overwhelming the entire audience.

There were more than 1000 children in the field, most of them were disciples of the Fuluo Sect, and the rest were sent by other small sects and cultivation families—the envoy of Chonghua came suddenly, and the request was even more vague. School-age children under the age of 15 have no restrictions on qualifications and attributes, which completely violates the standards for selecting disciples of the Dazong sect.

Although I don't understand what it means, it doesn't matter at all to these cultivation sects and aristocratic families, it's the Chonghua sect!The world's number one sect!Even if it is to go in and be an outer disciple who sweeps and serves tea, it is an honor that ordinary people can't earn if they squeeze their heads. What's more, judging by this posture, it is also passed down by the inner sect!

I looked at the fanaticism in the eyes of these elders who are usually sanctimonious and dismissive of anyone, but I just wanted to sneer: It's really ugly to the extreme...

"I am ordered by the head of the sect to select those who are destined to be included in the gate. Any child of the age who guards Chengshan can participate in the election. You just need to press your hand on this test spirit ball." One of the men in white kept The elegant monk with a chest and beautiful beard said loudly.

I saw him throwing it casually, and a clear crystal ball grew in the wind, until it was as tall as a five-year-old child, and then it fell to the ground suddenly.

Then, children began to step forward one after another under the signal of the elders behind them.

Most of these children have been able to draw qi into their bodies, a few have reached the second level of qi refining, and even a few half-grown teenagers are at the third level of qi refining. This kind of aptitude is already excellent among ordinary monks.

However, after nearly a hundred people were screened, the crystal ball did not respond in the slightest—seeing the demeanor of the man in white, he seemed to be used to it.

Could it be that they want to find children with better qualifications to enter the family?

My heart was filled with excitement: In terms of aptitude alone, I believe that all the children present are inferior to me—the monks with a single spiritual root, but there is no one in a million, and there are no more than five in Shoucheng Mountain. Children, only me.

I thought about it again and again, but I still didn't want to accept the fate of the furnace. Instead of doing this, it's better to take a gamble. Is it painful?

I was young and energetic, and I didn't want to hesitate any longer. I squeezed away the children in front of me and ran towards the crystal ball, quite indifferent.

The people of Fu Luozong immediately found me, and immediately several foundation-building monks came up to stop me, but the white-clothed monk flicked his sleeves lightly, blocking them in place no matter how difficult it was to get in, and I was able to escape In front of the crystal ball.

I took a deep breath and looked up at him, only to see that he nodded to me, which meant encouragement.

As soon as my heart became hot, I put my hands on the test ball——

One breath, two breaths... After a while, the crystal ball didn't respond at all.

My heart fell straight into the bottom of the sea, and I couldn't help but stagger: How, how?With my qualifications, isn't it enough?Could it be that the test ball is broken?

Thinking like this, I seemed to grasp the last straw, looking hopefully at the monk in white on the high platform, but met his regretful eyes.

"Alas... the next one." His regret was only for a moment, but he didn't cling to it anymore.

I froze on the spot, not knowing what to do——the Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Fuluo Sect over there walked towards me aggressively, and I could almost imagine my miserable end.

"Why, why... I'm not reconciled..." I lowered my head, not wanting to show my despair and weakness in front of others.

At this moment, a soft and melodious voice resounded, it seemed to be in the distance, but it was so clear that it seemed to be whispering in the ear: "Wait a minute."

I suddenly looked up, and saw the thinnest figure standing in front of the crowd in white clothes. He was clearly a head shorter than the elegant monk, but he didn't feel weak at all.

His brows are clear and meaningful, and his figure is as clear as the moon, making it difficult for people to look away.

There is a gentleman, who is as sharp as learning, and as sharp as grinding... This person has blurred age and gender, but he is too beautiful to describe in words.

In the past, I dismissed the word love at first sight; now, I only believe it when I see this person.

Seeing Qingqing misses life.

Even if it's a chase with moths to the flame, I'm happy with it.

Because of that person's words, I was brought back to the Chonghua Sword Sect.

Starting from the lowest gray-clothed disciple, it only took half a year for me to enter the Qingyun Courtyard of the inner sect.

I have never slacked off in the slightest, and I have never been pushy. I have been practicing with all my heart, just to see that person again one day.

Spring went and autumn came, I didn't know how many times the cold and heat, I finally put on a white dress.

With my talent in alchemy, I was accepted as a personal heir by the elder Kong Yangzi, and at the teacher apprenticeship ceremony, I met her as I wished——her.

It turned out that I should call her Senior Sister.

Her stature has grown a little, her eyebrows and eyes have become more beautiful, and her temperament has become more ethereal. Only the faint smile at the corner of her mouth is the same as before.

She looked at me peacefully and indifferently, as if she was looking at a stranger. I felt a pain in my heart, but I could only feel sad secretly, and couldn't easily show it in front of others.

For her, it was just a matter of little effort, so how could she have thought that there is such a young girl who has missed her so much for so many years?

I practiced hard, tried my best to refine alchemy, and asked my master to go to the main peak, Guhong Peak, to send the alchemy.

When she took the pill and smiled at me, it seemed that the whole world was colored.

"Thank you, Junior Sister." She touched my bun, and my face quickly burned up, but my heart turned cold: the way she looked at me was clearly looking at an immature child.

But, I'm already too late.

Every time, while Master was retreating, I would sneak to the back mountain of Guhong Peak—that was where she practiced her sword.

My master, Kong Yangzi, is famous for alchemy, but what is unknown is his original set of hidden movements, which is unparalleled in the world, and even a master of the Mahayana period can hardly distinguish it.

With his true biography, I can go in and out of Chonghua at will, as long as I don't touch the restriction, no one will be able to discover my existence.

I like hiding in the branches most, watching her dance sword silently.

It's hard to imagine that for such an elegant and gentle person, her natal sword is actually a black-colored wide-backed sword.

However, whenever she dances with the sword, the stern sword intent rushes towards my face, and I seem to see a peerless magic weapon with unstoppable determination suddenly unsheathed.

She is a natural swordsman.

Her eyes won't stop for anyone.

I thought that apart from not killing, there would be no other existence in her eyes.

But soon I found out that I was wrong.

She will also smile like a flower like an ordinary girl, she will also be shy and angry, she will stare with soft eyes full of water, and tolerate with a doting and helpless sigh, all of which are directed at another girl — not me.

I found out that the girl's name is Leng Yan, and she is a magician.

In terms of beauty, she is not as good as me.

However, in that person's heart, I will never be as good as her.

In her heart, I am her most beloved junior sister, but I am just a junior sister.

I will still sneak into the back mountain of Guhong Peak while Master is in retreat, just watch silently and never show up.

I know she won't be mine--but I'm content just to look at her.

After forming the alchemy, I put on a mask made of mirage beads to cover up my appearance from then on, and buried that extravagant desire deep in my heart-I hope that only she in this world can see my true face.

The prayer in my heart, petal by petal into a flower, blooming in full bloom but no one comes to smell... Only in silence, withering alone.

The author has something to say: ——I like you, it's my business and has nothing to do with you.

Oops, I really like Obasan's writing and crying himself out first. PS: In fact, this article is not a serious essay on cultivating immortals. Many concepts have been deliberately blurred by me. I will try my best to be funny. In the future, it will be this article The extra episode involves some rules and hierarchies in the realm of comprehension. It belongs to the orthodox background structure of comprehension. I will write a non-cp female lead comprehension upgrade article. Elder Yuan and Junior Sister Xiaorou will also come out to make soy sauce, but I will~ Please look forward to ~?