After practicing the ruthless way, the little sister is too strong

Xia Ling got up early the next morning. In order to avoid bothering Qin Zhifan without knowing anything, she spent about an hour looking through the Qing You score.

"Qingyou Fuhun Wanyinpu" is an ancient book made up of several ancient scrolls.

Although it is called Wanyin, the thickness does not look like it.

Xia Ling opened it with doubt, but at that moment, a dazzling light suddenly bloomed in front of Qingyou.

A large number of text notes and strange runes filled the entire room. Xia Ling was a little confused by the noise, but he made up his mind to write down these chapters floating in the air one by one.

Not long after she finished reading, these strange texts were replaced by new ones, while the old ones turned into stars and dissipated in the sky.

Is this a test from Master Qin?

But when it comes to testing her memory, it's not difficult for her.

Xia Ling sat beside the bed, casually writing down all the new and old chapters.

At first, Xia Ling didn't care much, but after gradually realizing that these chapters were disrupted and the music scores were hidden in them, his face gradually became solemn.

If these disrupted chapters were the musical scores... then if she missed a word or pattern rune, she might lose a musical score.

In other words...she must write down everything that comes to mind.

After Xia Ling realized this, he concentrated and started to memorize seriously, from hundreds of articles at the beginning to thousands of articles.

Many of the words and notes are repeated, but there are slight differences. They are probably the same type of musical scores with similar functions.

Xia Ling did have a photographic memory, but the musical scores that bloomed from the ancient scroll themselves carried spiritual power, so she had to expend a certain amount of spiritual power every time she read a chapter.

If this continues, not only will the spiritual consciousness be affected, but the dantian will also be exhausted.

There was no other way, Xia Ling had to try his best to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy to make up for the loss of spiritual energy in Dantian.

From the dawn to the sunset, and then to the dark night.

An unknown amount of time had passed before Xia Ling felt a sharp pain in her head. The tearing and discomfort were unbearable for her.

But she has memorized these thousands of chapters, and now she only needs the last one to truly achieve "Wan Yin". How can she give up?

Xia Ling's seven orifices began to bleed, but he endured the discomfort and continued.

However, the spiritual power contained in this last chapter is incomparable to the countless chapters before it. It can be said that it has reached a level that she cannot bear at present.

But we have come this far. If we give up, what difference will that make us fail at the last hurdle?

"...Damn it."

Xia Ling cursed softly and started taking drugs regardless.

She swallowed countless soul-replenishing pills, blood-replenishing pills, qi-replenishing pills, and spirit-gathering pills whole.

The spiritual energy from the back mountain suddenly surged towards her, and Xia Ling took it all in without a second thought.

Even though blood started to seep from various parts of my skin, it did not stop until I had memorized the last unfamiliar rune, and my tense spirit was finally able to relax.

At that moment, Xia Ling felt the pain was even more intense than before. Before he could even treat his injuries, he completely fainted.

As day and night alternated, Xia Ling felt dizzy and his body was hot and uncomfortable.

I subconsciously wanted to kick the quilt, but a pair of hands held down the corner of the quilt.

The next moment, Yue Chenzhi's cold and pleasant voice sounded: "Don't move, you have a high fever now, if you catch a cold it will be even worse."

Why is Big Brother here?

Xia Ling opened his eyes with great effort, and saw that not only the eldest senior brother but also several other senior brothers were there.

"Senior Brother, why are you all here?" As soon as Xia Ling opened his mouth, he found that his voice became extremely hoarse.

Yue Chenzhi wet a handkerchief with cold water and put it on her forehead.

He explained the process: "Three days ago, the spiritual energy of the entire back mountain rushed into your courtyard. I was afraid that something unexpected might happen, so I came to take a look. I found that you were seriously injured and unconscious, and you had a high fever for the past three days."

three days?

Did time pass so quickly? She hadn't had time to go to see Master Qin yet.

Xia Ling's head hurt even more. He wanted to sit up but found that his whole body was weak and even his breath was hot.

I had no choice but to say, "So that's how it is... Thank you for your help, Senior Brother."

Yue Chenzhi lowered his eyes and said, "No need to thank each other among fellow disciples."

Si Mufeng, who was originally standing in front of the window, saw that she woke up, and walked up to sit beside her bed.

The folding fan in his hand slightly blocked his face, so his expression could not be seen clearly, but his tone carried a hint of danger: "It's only been a few days since we last met, and our Xiaoliu has taken such good care of himself? Why don't you tell me in detail what happened?"

Xia Ling knew that he was worried about her, so she told him the truth: "I got a music score called Qingyou Fuhun Wanyin in the Void Tower. I wanted to memorize it yesterday, but after I finished memorizing it, it became like this."

As she said this, she wanted to take out Qingyou to show them, but then she realized that it had completely disappeared before she fell into a coma, so she had to give up.

"Qingyou Fuhun Wanyinpu?"

The people present looked at each other, obviously confused, except for Jiang Ci, who had a strange look in his eyes.

"It seems that Xiao Si knows." Si Mufeng has always been very sensitive to the expression of emotions.

"I just heard a few things from the elders in my family when I was a child." Jiang Ci replied calmly: "It is said that the owner of this music score was a prisoner exiled to this place from the upper realm thousands of years ago. He was trapped in a desolate forbidden land for a thousand years and was a mad music cultivator obsessed with the forbidden resurrection technique.

But in the end, he failed in his research on the spell and died from the backlash, but only very few people knew about this. The skills he created were also taken to his grave with him, and at least on this continent, no one has the honor of seeing them. "

Lin Xingfan knew how powerful Jiang Ci's family information network was, so he was not surprised that he knew these confidential matters.

However, he still had some questions: "He was exiled here from the upper cultivation world? Then why is the technique he created in the Void Tower?"

Jiang Ci showed no emotion: "I don't know either. Although he is a prisoner, he is invincible on this continent and his whereabouts are always mysterious. Maybe during the thousand years he was trapped, he secretly went somewhere else and passed on his skills to others. But no one knows what his name is or where his body is buried."

"..."

Xia Ling didn't expect that Qin Zhifan had such a past.

For a moment, he didn't know whether he should tell them that he was the owner of the Void Tower.

...Forget it, let’s get his consent first.

Since the first generation sect master left instructions to respect the owner of the Void Tower, Qin Zhifan should be a person trusted by the first generation sect master.

If you think about it this way, Moon Watching Sect and Void Tower can be considered to be in the same field, probably because of the relationship between them.

Xia Ling thought about this and said, "I roughly know why Qingyou is in the Void Tower, but I can't tell you brothers at the moment. I'm sorry."

Even if she couldn't say it, she didn't want to pretend that she knew nothing and end the topic with a lie.

Her words instantly stopped the topic. Lin Xingfan said quickly, "It's okay. I was just asking casually. I'm not really curious!"

"What are you apologizing for? It's your freedom to say it or not." Jiang Ci glanced at her and said lazily, "It is said that he is a top music practitioner in the lower cultivation world. Now that his music score has been obtained by you, it shows that you have a good talent and understanding in music. Study hard."

Qi Huai, who had been silent, spoke up at the right time: "No matter what its origin is, this technique is also an opportunity for Junior Sister. She needs to rest now, and it won't be too late to talk about this later."

Xia Ling gave them a grateful look.

Si Mufeng folded the corner of her quilt inwards and said, "Have a good rest. We will come to see you later."

"Okay." Xia Ling nodded, and suddenly remembered something and said to Yue Chenzhi who was sitting on the bamboo chair beside her bed, "Big Brother, don't leave yet. I have something to talk to you alone."

Yue Chenzhi: "I didn't plan to leave."

Xia Ling: "?"