PFC Chapter 60 Master?
Chapter 60 Master?
Just remember that.
Xiao Yi spoke calmly, unmoved by Luo Sifan's extravagant promises.
This temperament is ten times more aloof than Luo Sifan's previous life when he cultivated alchemy.
"I'm going to make some preparations first, so don't bother me unless it's absolutely necessary!"
After saying that, Xiao Yi fell silent.
No longer needing to bother with reciting scriptures, Luo Sifan sat and watched Gu Jun Xiaolian, observing the fluctuations in her qi and blood.
A few moments later, Xiao Yi seemed to be ready and sent a message to Luo Sifan:
"Luo Sifan, this technique requires my full attention, and I have no time to attend to anything else. In my estimation, it will take at least a month for you to fully comprehend those two Daoist scriptures. You must not neglect either part of the process to avoid any unforeseen circumstances."
Luo Sifan nodded to indicate that he understood.
"So, shall we begin now?"
Xiao Yi was quite impatient. By integrating these two Daoist scriptures, Luo Sifan's soul quality would be greatly improved, which would naturally be beneficial to him.
"Xiaolian, you don't need to worry about it?"
Looking at Jun Xiaolian, who was still fast asleep, Luo Sifan was a little worried. If Xiaoyi remained silent for a month, and Jun Xiaolian developed some health problems, he would be helpless.
"Everything is under my control, you don't need to worry!"
Xiao Yi, slightly annoyed, still added:
"Her soul has become perfectly integrated with the divine realm. After waking up, she eats and drinks normally. Only after entering a dream will she continue to dream of the divine realm!"
That's good! Luo Sifan felt much relieved.
"Then you can begin!"
Luo Sifan waited patiently.
Suddenly, a wave of palpitation washed over Luo Sifan, and she felt dizzy and drowsy. She felt like she had forgotten something, but she just couldn't remember it.
This must be Xiaoyi making the move.
Despite the extreme discomfort in his soul, Luo Sifan looked ashen, like a mortal who hadn't slept for ten or fifteen days, with dark circles under his eyes and a gray face.
Niannu lifted the curtain and came in at that moment, and was startled when she looked up.
"Young Master! What's wrong with you?"
When Luo Sifan saw her coming over to help him up, he awkwardly struggled to his feet, feeling a surge of annoyance that made his legs feel like they wouldn't obey him.
Stimulated by this, the sword body received a surge of sword intent that nourished and strengthened the sword intent within the soul. The vivid energy instantly calmed the chaotic turmoil within the soul.
Luo Sifan shuddered slightly, but regained her balance.
"It's nothing! I just overdid it during cultivation and got a little tipsy!"
Luo Sifan politely declined Niannu's outstretched hands.
My head still felt foggy, but I finally regained control.
"Young Master, you are truly a cultivation fanatic! You are a role model for us servants!"
Luo Sifan's appearance had plummeted due to panda eyes, and Niannu sighed inwardly with regret.
"Is there something you need?"
Luo Sifan couldn't bring himself to tell her to leave, so he asked her a question instead.
"It's getting late, I wonder if this young lady has woken up yet? I'd like to arrange dinner for her."
Niannu's words were quite considerate and thoughtful. Jun Xiaolian had barely eaten or drunk anything all day and had been sleeping since noon.
Luo Sifan felt a warmth in his heart, and his affection for Niannu grew even stronger.
"She should be waking up soon, so I'll trouble Sister Niannu to go and make the preparations."
It's better to eat hot food if there's hot food, and cold food if there's cold food, than for Jun Xiaolian to wake up and complain of being hungry.
Niannu's eyes flickered slightly, and she no longer protested Luo Sifan's address. After bowing, she withdrew.
Luo Sifan found a chair, sat down, and slowly began to practice his internal energy cultivation to nourish his spirit.
Stimulated by this, the connection between the soul and the sword body, combining strength and gentleness, became even closer and smoother.
This can be considered an unexpected gain.
Nearly half an hour passed, and dusk was approaching outside the tent window. Luo Sifan's complexion had mostly recovered. The sword intent and spiritual energy contained within the sword body returned to his soul, stabilizing the transformation of his divided soul. This provided a unique nourishment, and Luo Sifan's eyes became much brighter.
Although he was half-stupid, his soul and spirit were unusually different.
Jun Xiaolian on the bed made some noises. Her long eyelashes fluttered, her breathing became more rapid, and her two small hands were also lifting the brocade quilt. She was about to wake up.
Upon hearing the sound, Luo Sifan stopped his practice, sat on the edge of the bed, and quietly waited for her to wake up.
Jun Xiaolian suddenly shook her hands and kicked her feet, her little face filled with extreme fear, her little mouth opening and closing as if she were about to scream, but no sound came out.
"Xiao Lian!"
Luo Sifan quickly took her hand and called out to her a few times.
Hearing the call, Jun Xiaolian opened her eyes wide, finally waking up.
He let out a long sigh of relief, as if waking from a nightmare.
Then she sat up abruptly, struggling with her little hands, twisting her body away from Luo Sifan, her eyes filled with panic, and called out to Luo Sifan:
"Master!"
Luo Sifan was complaining about Xiao Yi's outrageous actions when Jun Xiaolian's strange remark confused him even more.
"What master? Xiao Lian, when did I become your master?"
Luo Sifan frowned and replied, reaching out to touch Jun Xiaolian's forehead, which was covered in fine sweat, to see if there was anything wrong with her body.
It felt slightly cool to the touch, nothing unusual. Luo Sifan casually wiped the fine sweat from Jun Xiaolian's forehead with his sleeve.
At this moment, Jun Xiaolian's strange behavior disappeared, and she stopped saying strange things. She tilted her head back and stared at Luo Sifan's concerned face without moving.
"Are you alright? It was just a dream, don't think about it too much!"
Seeing that she had realized what was happening, Luo Sifan pulled his sleeve back and smiled as he offered her a few words of comfort.
As for Xiaoyi's dream of Shenji, that is absolutely something that cannot be discussed.
"It was all a dream!"
Jun Xiaolian breathed a sigh of relief, but then her face showed some disappointment.
"But in my dream, Uncle, you were my master."
Luo Sifan's hand trembled with anger.
A forced smile appeared on his face.
"That's probably because your uncle treats you well in daily life, which is why you saw him in your dream."
Jun Xiaolian nodded, then shook her head:
"No, no! In my dream, my uncle was really mean to me. If I couldn't recite the incantation, he would scold me and lock me in the woodshed! I was so hungry and thirsty, and when I tried to climb up the woodshed, I fell down!"
Her eyes looked quite aggrieved, and she couldn't understand at all.
If Xiao Yi could hear this now, Luo Sifan would definitely give him a good scolding.
Where can you find such an educational and introductory approach for children?
"It's just a dream. How could your uncle bear to scold Xiaolian? Stop thinking about it!"
Luo Sifan earnestly tried to persuade Jun Xiaolian.
Jun Xiaolian nodded, seemingly gradually shaking off her gloom.
However, she had already memorized most of the nearly 10,000-word mnemonic, which was so deeply ingrained in her mind that she couldn't eat or sleep properly.
He immediately recounted this strange incident.
"Oh, that's quite interesting. Could it be that Xiaolian can create her own cultivation techniques in her dreams? Uncle would like to hear it."
Luo Sifan's face flushed slightly as he cooperated with Xiao Yi in fooling the little girl.
Jun Xiaolian had no doubts and recited the mantra she knew by heart, word by word.
Luo Sifan's face darkened. Wasn't this the "Moyun Heart Sutra" that Luo Sifan had learned when he first entered Moyun Mountain in his previous life?
Seeing his strange expression and increasingly soft voice, Jun Xiaolian simply stopped reciting, her face flushed.
"Uncle, that's just nonsense, I'm not going to study anymore!"
The little girl was both ashamed and annoyed.
Luo Sifan was startled out of his reverie. In his previous life, when he first began learning the "Heart Sutra of the Clouds," the treatment he received, the people he encountered, and the events he experienced were not much better than what Jun Xiaolian had in her dream.
Upon first hearing the "Heart Sutra," I couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
"No, no, Uncle, it's precisely because your dream incantation is so reasonable that I was so surprised that I almost lost focus."
"Hmph! Uncle is lying!"
"Don't believe me? Then let's start from the first sentence and explain it step by step to see if it makes sense..."