Linggen rejection?


    How can the spirit root of Xiaozhi reject Xiaozhi?


    Mu Chenyu''s mind was blank for a moment. He knelt there and felt at a loss for the first time.


    Spiritual roots are inherent in practitioners. How can they exclude their own masters?


    Is it because Linggen is rejecting her that Xiaozhi faints.


    But this is impossible!


    At the thought of this, Mu Chenyu was a little frightened. He suddenly raised his head and asked in a hurry, "father, what''s going on?"


    He went to Cang''s house before and came back. He didn''t know what had happened, so he heard a cry in Xiaozhi''s yard.


    I thought I was in a coma because of weakness, but I didn''t expect it would be this reason.


    "What''s the matter? How dare you ask?!" hearing this sentence, Mu''s master smiled coldly, and the stick in his hand was raised again and hit Mu Chenyu firmly on the back.


    Mu Chenyu snorted stiffly, and a smell of fishy sweetness came up in his throat, and the smell of rust filled the whole mouth.


    But he held back and swallowed the blood that was about to come out.


    His father''s strength is much higher than him. This stick seems simple, but it is actually attached with spiritual power.


    Mu''s master gasped. Obviously, he was very angry. Another stick hit him down and angrily said, "I still want to ask you what''s going on!"


    "Poof -" Mu Chenyu couldn''t help but spit out the blood in his mouth this time. He reluctantly looked up, "father, if I know the reason, how can I not tell my father?"


    Hearing the speech, the master of Mu''s house was silent for a while. After a long time, he asked coldly, "you really don''t know?"


    "The child is guaranteed by his personality. Everything he says is true." Mu Chenyu''s voice is weak. "The child really doesn''t know, father."


    If his father could not be relieved of his anger, he could be killed alive today.


    "OK, that''s what you said." the Mu master took a deep breath, "then tell me, what are the reasons for Linggen rejection?"


    "Father, this..." hearing this, Mu Chenyu looked up in amazement. Finally, Na Na said, "I don''t know about it."


    "I don''t know?" Mu''s master sneered again. "Of course you don''t know. You don''t know anything all day. You''re not even as good as Xiao Zhi. Why did I give birth to such a fool as you!"


    Mu Chenyu''s face became more pale: "boy..."


    "Wenlao, this way!" at this time, an anxious female voice came, "it''s really troublesome for you. I want you to come at this time."


    "Nothing." the old voice said faintly, "I know you''re a mother. Naturally, I''m worried about my children."


    "Thank you for being old." Wen Ningrui said happily. Then when she entered the house, she was stunned for a moment, "father, husband, are you..."


    Master Mu glanced at her without saying a word. He looked still cold, obviously unhappy.


    "Rui''er, I''m fine." Mu Chenyu shook his head at her, "my father is teaching me."


    "Really?" Wen Ningrui was puzzled, and when she saw a pool of blood on the ground, she was stunned. "Husband, how did you spit blood? Who did it?"


    Mu Chenyu didn''t speak. The master of Mu family said coldly, "I did it. Why, do you have any objection?"


    "Father?" Wen Ningrui was stunned when she heard the speech. She was very puzzled. Her eyes were glittering. "How can you..."


    "Rui''er!" Mu Chenyu snapped, "father should do everything. Don''t talk."


    Wen Ningrui trembled with a roar. She looked at Mu Chenyu in disbelief: "are you so cruel to me?"


    As he said this, tears had already flowed down, and his voice choked: "if you were tired of me, just say it. Why are you so violent to me? I knew you were such a person. I shouldn''t have..."


    "That''s enough!" the master of Mu interrupted impatiently. "I''m not interested in watching your husband and wife quarrel. If it weren''t for Xiaozhi today, I wouldn''t even set foot in your yard!"


    He stood up, ignoring that Wen Ningrui was a woman, and put down the stick in his hand directly.


    Wen Ningrui was afraid to speak now. She desperately covered her mouth and felt abandoned by the whole world.


    All of a sudden, he cried even harder.


    "Cry, cry all day." Mu''s master scolded coldly, "Xiaozhi has a mother like you, and her temperament is so weak."


    Wen Lao, who was invited to come, stood aside and didn''t look at it. It''s family affairs around, and she''s not easy to intervene.


    "I don''t care about you husband and wife, I only care about Xiaozhi." Mu''s master''s eyes glanced coldly at them, "if you can''t give me an explanation today, you two will get out of Mu''s house!"


    With that, he no longer looked at the reaction of Mu Chenyu and Wen Ningrui and left.


    "Rui''er, don''t cry." Mu Chenyu got up. He coughed a few times. "I didn''t want to hurt you together. You know that my father has always loved Xiaozhi. He must be very angry when he saw Xiaozhi''s accident."


    Wen Ningrui just cried.


    Mu Chenyu sighed: "I know you''re worried about me, but don''t you see your father''s reaction? If I don''t stop you, you''ll have to suffer with me."


    He really likes his wife, so everything depends on her. He will give her whatever she wants, and he can''t bear to hurt her.


    Wen Ningrui is still crying.


    "Ning Rui, OK." at this time, old Wen made a noise, "don''t play a little temper, or see what''s going on with Xiao Zhi."


    "Old Wen said yes." Wen Ningrui stopped crying. She wiped her tears and stared at Mu Chenyu. "Today Xiaozhi is the most important. I won''t care about you first."


    Hearing the speech, Mu Chenyu smiled bitterly and said nothing.


    "Wenlao, look." wenningrui went to the bedside, "Xiaozhi, what''s going on?"


    Old Wen followed him, looked at it carefully, and frowned: "her spirit root is rejecting her."


    "What?!" Wen Ningrui was surprised. "Why did this happen?"


    "There are two reasons," said Wen. "First, Xiaozhi''s body is too weak to support her spiritual root with age."


    "If the spirit root has spirit, it will naturally reject her."


    Wen Ningrui was anxious: "what''s the second reason?"


    "The second......" Wen Lao was silent for a moment before he opened his mouth. "The Linggen noticed that Xiaozhi was not its original master."


    Hearing this sentence, Wen Ningrui and Mu Chenyu were all surprised.


    If Mr. Wen hadn''t mentioned it today, they almost forgot it.


    For so long, they have regarded the congenital spiritual root as the property of Mu Zhi. Where do they remember their other child?


    "Ning Rui, tell me the truth." old Wen looked up and looked serious. "Was that child really dead?"


    "This......" Wen Ningrui glanced at Mu Chenyu and was sure, "of course it''s dead. Helping the third childe can prove it."


    "This is even more strange." old Wen also wondered, "if the child dies, this Linggen will naturally become an ownerless thing. How can you realize that Xiaozhi is not its master?"


    Hearing this sentence, Wen Ningrui''s look changed, but soon returned to normal. Her voice was low and soft: "what should I do now, old Wen?"


    Linggen exclusion, this is not a small thing!


    If the spirit root breaks out in the end, her little Zhi will become a useless person.


    "I don''t agree with what you did at the beginning." Wen sighed. "It''s better to wait a few more days until the child breaks through lingzong."


    Wen Ningrui was stunned: "how do you say that?"


    "Spiritual roots and spiritual veins complement each other." old Wen said, "you only transplanted spiritual roots, but you didn''t transplant spiritual veins."


    "In this way, it''s always a defect. It''s not good."


    "There''s still such a saying?" Wen Ningrui''s face changed, "but cheap... No, Xiaoqian is dead, and there''s no way to transplant the spiritual pulse."


    "Yes." Wen Lao shook his head, "even if the child is still alive, her spiritual roots are dug and she can''t practice all her life. She can''t open the spiritual pulse until she reaches the lingzong."


    "What can we do?" Wen Ningrui bit her lip, "but you also know that if Xiaoqian becomes a lingzong, we can''t transplant Linggen at all."


    A three-year-old child has not grown up yet. If he is fooled a little, he can hide it.


    Even if they admire the owner of the house, they don''t know that they have changed people.


    Other Mu families and ancestors have always believed that Mu Zhi has always been the one with the congenital spiritual root.


    "There''s no way," said Wen lightly. "If there is a spiritual pulse, Xiaozhi can not only heal, but also improve her cultivation."


    Hearing this, Wen Ningrui pinched her fingernails into the palm of her hand, looking dark and unclear.


    If she had known so, she shouldn''t have dug the girl''s spiritual root so early.


    She should lock Mu Qian in a place, and then force Mu Qian to practice. After his spiritual sect, she should peel off all the spiritual veins and spiritual roots!


    In this way, her little Zhi doesn''t have to suffer at all.


    "Rui''er." Mu Chenyu held Wen Ningrui and said with relief, "Xiaozhi''s spirit pulse is not weak. I''d better listen to old Wen talk about how to wake Xiaozhi up."


    "Not weak?" Wen Ningrui said angrily. "Then you don''t know how strong Xiaoqian''s spiritual pulse will be! We missed an opportunity for nothing!"


    With innate spiritual root, can spiritual pulse be weak?


    At least it''s heaven!


    Mu Chenyu knew that he could not calm Wen Ningrui down, so he could only ask: "old Wen, is there any other way besides transplanting spiritual pulse?"


    "Yes, yes." old Wen nodded slightly, "but it''s not convenient to transplant the spirit pulse. Although the spirit root is rejecting Xiaozhi, after all, it has been in Xiaozhi''s body for more than ten years and still has a bit of affinity."


    "Therefore, I suggest you go to help your family, find help the third childe, and let him use his words and spirit to control this rejection."


    "But this is not a long-term plan. I''m afraid... You have to go to the spirit family if you want to make the spirit root completely free from rejection."


    "Lingzu?!" Wen Ningrui and Mu Chenyu looked at each other and saw the disappointment in each other''s eyes.


    Although the spirit race is the best friend with humans among other races, they have no ability to let the spirit race help them.


    "I''m one step ahead." old Wen got up and sighed as he walked, "evil fate."


    The girl on the bed was as pale as paper, her skin was almost transparent, and she could clearly see the cyan blood vessels in her body.


    She lay there like a broken glass doll, which was pitiful.


    Wen Ningrui looked at it and shed tears: "Xiaozhi, Niang''s Xiaozhi..."


    "Rui''er, you go to help the family, please help the third childe." Mu Chenyu is a man and can stabilize her mood. "I''ll tell my father that Xiaozhi''s spiritual root rejection happened because of her weakness."


    "It''s hard for you, husband." Wen Ningrui wiped away her tears. "Bless our little Zhi and be better."


    They left one after another. What they didn''t see was that the girl lying in bed suddenly moved her fingers.


    Then, slowly opened his eyes, his lips slightly opened and closed, and his voice was soft: "is there any spiritual pulse..."


    **


    "Master?"


    Jun Mu Qian was stunned when he received the sound from Fufeng.


    Fufeng''s voice was as calm and powerful as ever, giving people a sense of peace of mind. He said in a low voice: "Xiaoqian, do you know who came to me just now?"


    "Hmm?" Jun Mu Qian raised his eyebrows. "Master, can you say that? Can''t it be my good sister or parents?"


    Her master is also an indifferent person. He won''t speak unless there is a big event.


    There smiled: "Xiaoqian is really smart. It''s their couple who came to me."


    "Oh?" Jun Mu Qian was not surprised. "What do they want you to do? Do they ask you where I am?"


    "No." Fufeng said faintly, "at first I wondered if they knew that you were still alive, but now I''m sure they thought you were dead."


    "So..." Jun Mu frowned.


    If her "parents" thought she was dead, what happened to the last hundred wars.


    "They came to me to ask me to give..." Fufeng''s voice paused slightly and sneered, "Mu Zhi treated the disease."


    "Mu Zhi?" Jun Mu''s eyes were cool. "What''s wrong with her?"


    "Xiaoqian, you probably won''t think --" Fufeng smiled again. "Linggen is rejecting her."


    "Interesting." smell speech, Jun Mu shallow hooked his lips, "it seems that the robbed things still can''t afford to use after all."


    "They asked me to suppress the rejection of Linggen with words and spirits." Fufeng said, "I didn''t promise."


    "You refused?" Jun Mu was stunned and smiled, "no, master, you have to promise."


    "Xiaoqian?" Fufeng''s voice raised, "do you know what you''re talking about?"


    "I know, master." Jun Mu shallow understated, "I asked you to suppress her disease for mu Zhi."


    There was silence. Obviously, I couldn''t understand why she said that.


    "Xiaoqian..." for a long time, Fufeng sighed, "are you really so generous?"


    "No, master." Jun Mu smiled. "I''m very small-minded. I naturally hope Mu Zhi doesn''t feel good, but in this way, she just doesn''t feel good, but what happened 13 years ago was buried."


    "Xiaoqian means..."


    "Let Mu Zhi continue to be her genius." Jun Mu Qian slightly hooked his lips. "Master, if you know, the higher you stand, the harder you fall."


    "I''m just too generous to let you do this."


    Linggen is rejecting Mu Zhi, but so what?


    At best, it''s just that she can''t practice.


    For mu family, it''s just a loss of a genius. It''s nothing.


    So that''s not enough.


    Jun Mu''s eyes floated a shallow killing intention. She wanted to let their crimes be announced to the world.


    Let them fall from a high place and never get up again.


    "I understand." Fufeng whispered, "Xiaoqian, remember to take good care of yourself."


    "I will." Jun Mu replied with a smile, "master, please do this."


    "Yes."


    After the sound transmission was cut off, Jun Muqian fell into meditation.


    She always felt that something was wrong.


    Why is mu Zhi suddenly rejected by the spiritual root in the body?


    Obviously, this is the first time this has happened.


    Is it... Because she opened the spiritual pulse, her innate spiritual root that was robbed reacted?


    That''s interesting.


    Jun Mu picked it on the shallow peach blossom eyes and rejected it. Otherwise, she would be afraid that Mu Zhi would forget and the Linggen would still be robbed.


    It''s also good to wake her up.


    Jun Mu Qian slowly breathed out a breath and was about to practice. An unexpected guest suddenly appeared in the room.


    This time, Bai Che appeared in his original appearance.


    Jun Mu looked at the plush ears exposed outside the silver soft long hair, and his heart was itchy.


    Now she has finally realized that no wonder Rong Qing wants to raise a fox. This kind of plush pet is really irresistible.


    HMM... Jun Mu Qian is a little tangled. Should she wait for her to be strong and give Bai Che to Rong Qing for him to play?


    Bai Che suddenly felt that the eyes of the woman in purple were terrible, like pressing him on the chopping board and sharpening his knife.


    "Little beauty, meet again." he snapped his fingers and smiled in the fox''s eyes. "Three days have come. You should go with me."


    He picked on the lip line: "do you want to see how Su shiruan died?"