I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

Shang Wen rolled his eyes. "Need I say that? If we have it, they must have it too."

At this moment, Shang Wen was no longer as aloof as he was at the sword cultivator exchange meeting, and even seemed a bit silly.

"But I guess they must have nothing left now, otherwise they wouldn't be able to rob us."

The old dean nodded approvingly, "Not bad."

He sighed again, "In fact, even if there are no alien races, I guess the immortal spirit in the Yunshan Secret Realm won't last too long."

“Although the divine power is not as strong as it, it is still derived from its own energy. After so many years, the Yunshan Secret Realm has been opened again and again, and the immortal spirit is probably not much left, otherwise the alien race would not have set its sights on it.”

"That is to say, we dare to take advantage of the fact that there is not much left."

Ning Ruan nodded in agreement: "If that's the case, then the monsters in the Fire Region must have sensed that there is not much fairy spirit left, so they are also plotting to seize it."

On the other hand, everything was calm in the Wood Domain, and the monsters probably weren't aware of this problem.

"So, how do we awaken our magical powers? What magical powers do we need to awaken?"

The old dean said, "There's no rush for this. You need to spend some time to completely subdue it, bring it into your sea of ​​consciousness, and then refine it. After refining it, you won't have to worry about it leaving your body anymore."

"Then what?" Ning Ruan asked.

Shang Wen said: "What else is there? This process sounds similar to the light of divine power. After refining, it will take root in your sea of ​​consciousness like a seed."

"Then you have to sense it. Use your mental power to sense it from time to time. Maybe you will be able to awaken your magical powers soon."

"But what specific magical power you awaken has nothing to do with you."

The old dean reminded: "Although the Immortal Source Energy will definitely awaken, its energy is more powerful and pure after all, so the awakening time may be slower than the magical light of some people, which is reasonable."

Ning Ruan: “…” That’s unreasonable.

It's totally unreasonable.

Because she...had skipped all the processes that the dean had mentioned.

The two so-called immortal auras, even the divine light given by the seventh prince, are now in her sea of ​​consciousness.

Fusion into a ball.

I don’t know whether it has been refined or not.

Anyway, I haven't practiced it, and this thing doesn't want to run away.

So, it is a 'seed' now, right?

Ning Ruan patiently asked for a while how to use mental power to sense the "seed".

The harvest was great.

Not in vain.

She drank another cup of tea.

Then the dean took out a sound transmission talisman and seemed to be listening to the contents inside.

As for what the content is?

Sorry, I can't hear you at all.

However, after hearing the content, the old dean put away the sound transmission talisman and said to Ning Ruan:

"Empress Yun is dead."

"Oh." Ning Ruan sipped her tea, "I didn't kill him either."

The old dean smiled and said, "It really has nothing to do with you. She couldn't bear the pain of losing her son, so she committed suicide in a frenzy."

Ning Ruan: "..." Let him commit suicide...

As expected, it was arranged by the emperor.

The old dean: "In addition, the things promised to you will be delivered to you as soon as possible."

There was a pause.

As Shang Wen and Song Ming, two Sons of Destiny who were above the thirteenth realm, were subconsciously shocked, he suddenly spoke:

"Ning Ruan, how about we exchange the spiritual imprints of the transmission notes?"

……

After going to the Red Maple Forest, in addition to learning some information, Ning Ruan's biggest gain was obtaining the spiritual imprint of the dean's sound transmission note.

Why is it called a harvest?

The main thing is that the dean has already spoken, "Next time you encounter this kind of thing, just come to me, so as not to contact so many tutors, which is a waste of time, right?"

"Wasting time means adding a point of danger to you."

Dangerous? That can't be dangerous.

If you hide behind the iron pot, you will be absolutely safe.

Next time this happens...

Just shake the dean?

Where does the appearance come from?

But it would be great to add another dean on the existing basis.

So Ning Ruan felt that he had gained a lot.

After leaving the red maple forest, Ning Ruan returned to Fuwu Mountain.

First, I went to look for a few senior brothers.

Unfortunately, there are only two of us at home.

Her third senior brother who never goes out.

And the fourth senior brother who also doesn’t want to go out.

The specialties brought back from the capital of East Qin were given to the two people.

Ning Ruan did not go back empty-handed.

Although her third senior brother was a little timid, he was always a giant in action.

After receiving the gift, he returned with a bunch of formations and talismans.

Ning Ruan accepted it with a smile.

Fourth Senior Brother can’t offer anything.

So I agreed to help her research milk tea.

That's it.

Ningruan feels happy.

The place we live in Fuwu Mountain is almost the same as when we left.

The first thing to do when I come back is to sort out the gains of this trip.

The harvest is really huge.

If she had not cleverly bought a lot of empty storage spiritual devices before entering the Yunshan Secret Realm, she would not have been able to take away so many spiritual crystals this time.

After roughly organizing it.

Ning Ruan remembered something extremely important.

Her sword!

Her three swords that were full from the buffet!

After coming out of the Yunshan Secret Realm, something seemed to be wrong with her sword.

Like losing one's mind.

To be precise, it seems that we can't get in touch.

Ning Ruan took off the sword case.

Open manually.

She thought it would be a fusion like the last time she gave birth to Xiao Huang.

But it didn't.

The three swords are clearly distinguished.

She took out all the swords and placed them carefully on her legs.

Invest mental energy.

I originally wanted to try communicating directly with mental power.

But who would have thought that as soon as the spiritual power was connected, the three swords, which had been silent all of a sudden, emitted a soft light...

Bah, how can this be called soft light?

It is clearly the light of supernatural power!

Then the scene became three swords that seemed to be full, spitting out magical light crazily.

And Ning Ruan, like a beggar who had been hungry for a long time.

The body absorbs it unconsciously.

Reabsorption.

She didn't know how much she absorbed, but all the magical light that entered her body ran into her sea of ​​consciousness.

Automatically merge with that group of immortal energy...

Ning Ruan was deeply moved.

Her three grown-up sons are so great!

As expected, even when he was having the buffet by himself, he didn't forget her.

As for whether she really ate too much and couldn't eat anymore, she no longer cared.

After absorbing a slightly larger amount of immortal energy, the three swords finally stopped emitting soft light.

…but they emitted three rays of light: red, orange, and blue.

There is no sword case to cover it.

Three beams of light shot straight into the sky.

At this moment, all the formations and restrictions seemed to be useless.

On this day, the entire Fuwu Mountain was shrouded in these three dazzling and blinding lights.

As long as you are not blind you can see it clearly.

It has nothing to do with cultivation.

Even though he was blind, the old dean who lived far away in the red maple forest could still see it clearly...

Ning Ruan: "..."

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