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Chapter 3 Venerable Lord: I am so miserable!

This little girl's name is quite similar to her. She is called Mu Qian. She is sixteen years old and is in the prime of her daughter's family.

Unfortunately, life was not so good.

As a disciple of the Xingluo Sect, the first guardian sect of the Tianlin Dynasty, his life is worse than that of a beggar on the street.

Just because Mu Qian was born without spiritual roots and unable to cultivate spiritual power, he is not even the lowest level spiritual person until now.

In the Xingluo Sect, where strength speaks for itself, one can only accept the cold-eyed ridicule and wanton insults from the disciples.

All the dirty work and errands were thrown away, and if you didn't agree with me, you might be fined and locked up.

All in all, Mu Qian is someone that everyone in Xingluo Sect can step on.

However, Ye Wanying has always been very kind to her, never despising her as a waste, and often brings her some elixirs and magical books.

And he always encouraged her, saying that it’s not a big deal if you don’t have spiritual roots, as long as you are willing to work hard, you can do well.

Now that Jun Muxian heard this, he just wanted to sneer.

Although she only has the memory of this little girl and does not know everything, judging from her hundreds of years of experience in the Eastern Region, this Ye Wanying must have bad intentions!

Because this time, the reason why Mu Qian was brought to the Regency Pavilion as the daughter of the head of the Xingluo Sect was because Ye Wanying told her-it would be fun for us to play a game of swapping identities.

Then he gave the blood-glazed jade pendant to Mu Qian and asked her to keep it well.

Mu Qian regarded Ye Wanying as her only friend, so she was naturally happy.

But she didn't expect that this so-called game would actually send her to hell.

First, you were severely beaten by a group of disciples, calling you a loser and still dreaming of being on par with Junior Sister Ye?

As a result, when General Chen came later, these disciples all said in unison that she was Ye Wanying.

The civet cat exchanges for the prince.

This is what happened next.

Jun Muqian pressed her head, feeling that she could no longer suppress the anger in her heart.

She seemed to still be able to feel the utter despair that the little girl felt when she died. This emotion was like a sharp net, tightly clasping her heart, making her breathless.

He was simple by nature and sincere in his work. He finally found a friend, but he was exploited and died.

This is where my life ends.

Stupid?

It's a bit stupid, but the environment determines the character, there's nothing you can do about it.

Thinking of this, Jun Mu Qian smiled solemnly.

Naturally, she is not Mu Qian and has no right to take revenge on these people for her.

But if they came to her on their own, she would have a good time with them.

About means?

Then it depends on who is more sinister than who is better.

But the plan for now is to improve her strength.

Speaking of this, Jun Maqian had a headache because it was different from what she knew.

Practitioners in the Lingxuan world still rely on spiritual energy, but they need spiritual roots. Only with spiritual roots can they cultivate spiritual power.

This is not like when she was in Daqian, she only needed Dantian.

Moreover, spiritual roots are also divided into types. There are four major categories: fighting spirit roots, controlling spirit roots, curse spirit roots and speaking spirit roots. Among them, fighting spirit roots are the majority.

The better the quality of the spiritual root, the faster the cultivation.

Low-quality spiritual roots are not looked down upon by the world, let alone a person without spiritual roots?

Mu Qian's experience can only be said to be one of thousands of people.

Jun Muqian actually thought that if she didn't have spiritual roots, she wouldn't have them. Anyway, she could use the cultivation methods she had in the Eastern Region to absorb spiritual energy and improve her cultivation.

But the bad thing is, this little girl's Dantian is also broken.

The reason why it was broken was because of Ye Wanying.

This matter brings up a sect competition a year ago.

Although Xingluo Sect is the first sect of Tianlin Dynasty, it is not ranked among the top three in the entire Huaxu Continent.

That competition was between Xingluo Sect and another sect, and the participant was Ye Wanying.

Ye Wanying's strength is considered to be the best among her peers, but there are still people stronger than her.

She had known that she would lose that competition, but she didn't want to lose face, so she softly begged Mu Qian to compete for her.

Mu Qian was not even a spiritual person, so he was knocked down with one move.

Moreover, the other party's methods were extremely ruthless, not only seriously injuring her, but also destroying her Dantian.

From then on, Mu Qian became even more unpopular in Xingluo Sect.

It is said that Ye Wanying did not expect such a thing to happen, so she took more care of her out of guilt.

Jun Muqian sighed. The little girl was really too easy to trust others. It seemed that she had plucked out her whole heart, but she mistrusted her sincerity.

Poor and sad.

No Dantian, no spiritual roots, lower plane, no way to go back.

What should I do now...

She lay down again and looked at the sky.

Forget it, let's go to bed first, our lives are at stake.

**

Seven days later, Jun Muqian started to return to Xingluo Sect.

Maybe Ye Wanying is still crying for her at this time.

If she doesn't go back, won't she miss this scene?

However, before going back, she wanted to meet with the Regent Pavilion Master.

I heard that the relationship between Xingluo Sect and Tianlin Dynasty is very subtle recently, so I just took this opportunity to get some more information.

Only by knowing your enemy and yourself can you fight a hundred battles without danger.

A wicked smile appeared on Jun Muqian's lips. Apart from fighting, what she was best at was making changes in the world.

However, rivers and lakes are rivers and lakes, and temples are temples. There is still a difference.

She also wanted to see if she could still live as freely as she did in her previous life in the lower plane.

Because according to the memories she received, the plane of the Lingxuan World is very special among the many lower planes.

Thinking about this, Jun Muzhen casually caught a guard who was staying behind and got straight to the point: "Where is your young master?"

The guard was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't know."

Jun Muqian understood.

That young man seems to be an elusive person at first glance.

People with Double Eyes Hey, she has never seen a person with double eyes in the entire Eastern Region.

The world of Lingxuan is really interesting.

That’s all, if you can’t see it, then you can’t see it. Let’s take a walk and go back.

Jun Muqian clasped his hands behind his back and suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Just out of reach of her peripheral vision, there was a very faint black shadow passing by, just enough to be exposed to her sight.

Um?

There was a faint dark light in Jun Mu's eyes. Where did he want to lead her?

After all, it was impossible for a person with no cultivation level to see her by chance, and the other guards did not react at all.

The person who was able to act like this in the Regent's Pavilion probably came from that young master's instruction.

Making a quick decision, Jun Muxian followed.

The speed of the black shadow was not very fast, which made her even more certain.

Finally, they stopped in front of a bamboo house, and the black shadow disappeared instantly.

The window was ajar, the soft sound of water could be heard, and the mist filled the air.

Where does that young master live?
Chapter completed!
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