Chapter 371 Immortal Cultivation Genius 8
Inside the house, the scene inside the lens ball is still clearly visible.
The place originally occupied by the girls has been changed.
This is a very exquisite and simple palace, not luxurious but very delicate.
Her originally pretty face had completely changed except for her eyes.
The delicate lines of his facial features were serious and cold, his pupils were pitch black, and his eyes were so beautiful when he glanced at them lightly, that it was breathtaking.
At this moment, she was sitting casually and indifferently in a jade chair, flipping through a book slowly in her hands.
Beside her, "Jing Yan" was standing at a table nearby, writing with a pen in his hand, looking gentle and relaxed.
When Lingyao's fingers were about to slowly turn another page, someone held down her fingertips.
Jing Yan pressed his slender fingers on hers, his eyebrows curved slightly.
"Why are you only reading books and not looking at me?"
Lingyao's eyes fell on him and she looked at him quietly without saying anything.
Jing Yan didn't care. He took out the pen and ink he had written and placed it in front of Ling Yao.
"I just wrote the invitation. Please take a look and see if there is anything that needs to be revised. Our engagement is in half a month, so we need to revise it quickly."
Jing Yan said, his eyebrows wrinkled and the corners of his mouth pursed unconsciously.
Jing Yan didn't even know that his little trance-like movements were now being imitated vividly by the illusion.
In the mirror, the girl who had been lukewarm all along put her finger on "Jing Yan's" hand holding the letter paper when she heard the words.
Outside the mirror, Jing Yan pursed his lips, and the corner of his lips sank into a small dimple on his cheek.
But soon, his pursed lips loosened and his brows furrowed.
The ink on the invitation was mixed with something else. Staring at it for a long time could confuse one's mind and absorb one's spiritual energy.
Jing Yan's fingers moved slightly, but he had no time to do anything.
In the mirror image, a bright red flame climbed up from the girl's fingers that were holding "Jing Yan".
The fire started from Jing Yan's slender and beautiful fingers and spread all the way to the invitation card in his hand.
"Jing Yan"'s eyes were full of shock, as if he didn't understand why Lingyao treated him like this. With red eyes, he showed weakness to Lingyao.
Seeing that Lingyao had no intention of stopping, the handsome face of "Jingyan" swayed in the firelight, and seemed to be about to fall off.
The demon under the skin was also very angry.
This person came up smoothly from the first floor, and the little demons on the lower floor did not stop her at all.
Because she couldn't find her desire.
Everyone has desires, but she doesn't, it's ridiculous.
Without exception, none of the demons that tried to stop her succeeded.
The enchantress started making plans when she was a few floors below, making her believe that "Jing Yan" entered the building accidentally.
A lot of thought was put into constructing many magical scenes of chance encounters and interactions.
Seeing that she seemed to really believe that she had rescued "Jing Yan" in the tower, and after the two of them entered the upper realm again, "Jing Yan" took the initiative to discuss the marriage.
The demon thought that everything was so perfect, and it was extremely careful before, and did not take any action except weaving the illusion.
He lay dormant until the wedding date was approaching, then he tampered with the invitation.
But I never thought that she would actually take action.
The demon tore open its skin and expanded to as high as the roof in an instant, looking down at Lingyao from above.
"Among so many trial-takers, this is the first time I've met someone with an empty heart. What a pity, a person who has reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining hasn't even passed the Foundation Establishment stage. Such a good body would be qualified as my nourishment."
As he was speaking, the wind blew and the magnificent palace collapsed in an instant.
A little demon that had not appeared in the previous few layers suddenly emerged behind the charm demon.
The little demons received the order and rushed forward in droves.
"After draining away the spiritual energy, leave your spirit to me."
Lingyao glanced at the group of little demons.
As she flipped her fingers, an ice-sculptured sword gradually appeared in the palm of her hand from the hilt to the tip.
She rushed forward, holding the hilt of the sword.
Outside the mirror, Jing Yan looked at this scene with a dazed look in his eyes.
She had clearly used fire magic when she burned the invitation just now.
The clothes she was wearing were also bright red, a fire color.
But how could she use ice magic now?
And her ice spells seem to be stronger than her fire spells.
Judging from her strength before she even built her foundation, she couldn't have cultivated dual spiritual roots in a later period, but should have been born with dual spiritual roots.
And it is such a rare combination of ice and fire.
With such qualifications, she would never become an attendant of the third son of the Helian family.
Jing Yan was surprised at Lingyao's dual spiritual roots, but he didn't expect that perhaps he only saw the dual spiritual roots that Lingyao showed him.
When Xue Lingyao was brought into the Helian family by Helian Yanjing, she showed water-type spiritual roots.
Ice spiritual roots are too conspicuous. Fortunately, Xue Lingyao is born with the ability to cultivate both ice and water, with ice as the main element and water as the auxiliary element. It is very convenient to use the water element for cover.
At first, Xue Lingyao's dual spiritual roots were not announced to the public.
The Xue family has attracted too much attention because of Xue Yu.
This kind of attention is a good thing, but it is not a good thing either.
In order to avoid attracting more attention, Xue's parents concealed the fact that Lingyao was born with two elements.
Only Xue's father, Xue's mother and Xue Lingyao's brother Xue Yu knew about it.
As for the fire spells, that was Lingyao's doing.
In just a moment, the monsters fell to the ground with their limbs broken.
Their blood is dark purple to black in color, and there is a strong fishy smell in the air.
Lingyao held her breath, feeling a little disgusted by the stench on this floor.
Thinking that it was just such an ugly thing pretending to imitate the baby God of Wealth, she couldn't help but add two more swords.
Outside Chonglou, all the situations on Lingyao's side were transmitted to the eyes of the black belt disciple invigilating the exam through the token made of mud on her body.
In the upper realm, apart from the disciples who have just entered the upper realm and have not yet been assigned to study in various palaces in the upper realm, there are also outer disciples with slightly weaker strength.
All other inner disciples will have their own belts, which demonstrate the disciple's personal identity, strength and status.
The colors of the belts are black belt disciples, pink belt disciples and yellow belt disciples.
Black belt disciples are the entry threshold for disciples in the upper realm, while yellow belt disciples are the highest level among disciples.
Generally, only disciples who are highly valued in the upper realm and are taught the secret techniques of the palace can wear it.
Yellow belt disciples are hard to come by and sometimes, even hundreds of years may not yield a single yellow belt disciple.
Sometimes, it is not impossible for a person to be granted the title of Yellow Belt Disciple by the elder immortals as soon as he or she enters the sect.
However, that is an honor that only geniuses who appear once in a thousand years can have. Ordinary cultivators should not even think about it.
If you can become a black belt disciple, you are blessed by the Bodhisattva. If you work hard to become a pink belt disciple, you will soar to the sky.
It's better than those outer disciples who can only learn miscellaneous tasks all year round and can't even wear a belt.
The black belt disciple in front of the mirror held a piece of bamboo in his hand and pointed at the void, and the situation in Lingyao's area instantly magnified in front of him.
The black belt disciple who was already at the Jindan stage was amazed at the reflection in the mirror.
"This little ice-type sister is pretty good."
The man only noticed Lingyao at this time and did not see the fire spell that Lingyao had used before.