Ten-year-old Song Wei rides a Spirit Deer. The deer's hair is as white as snow, unstained by dust, and as smooth and shiny as silk satin. Its steps are light, agile and elegant.
Song Wei is wearing a milky white double-breasted long coat and a pair of white embroidered shoes woven from spiritual silk. The childish look is still on the cheeks that have not grown yet, but they already have a pair of black and white eyes, as if they can talk.
In the wind and snow, she walked slowly on Spirit Deer, like an elf left behind in the world.
All around him were a group of monks carrying long swords. The men were dressed in white and the women were in fluttering white skirts.
Opposite them, Lin Yuan and his group formed a sharp contrast with them.
All of them were wearing rough and worn animal skin clothes with traces of sewing and stained with animal blood. In such a freezing and snowy environment, it was common for Lin Yuan and others to even be half-clothed and expose their shoulders and arms.
The appearance of "primitives" such as Lin Yuan naturally aroused the contempt and ridicule of the Shuiyun Palace monks. Some people even crossed their arms and told them to go away.
Even though they were so humiliated, Lin Yuan and others could only swallow their anger. The village chief even fell to his knees and kowtowed directly in the white snow, begging everyone in an extremely humble manner to take Lin Yuan out of this barbaric land.
Lin Yuan hurriedly tried to dissuade him, but the village chief refused to get up and even held his hand, telling him not to miss this opportunity. The group of tough men who had repeatedly struggled between life and death also knelt down for Lin Yuan.
They said that Lin Yuan is a one-of-a-kind spiritual genius who is definitely qualified to be cultivated and has an unlimited future.
The village chief and others did not know that using "one in a million" to describe his cultivation talent was actually a great humiliation - of course, under such conditions that he had never been to the outside world, Lin Yuan didn't know what the monks outside looked like.
He only felt that compared with the well-dressed monks opposite him, he was as muddy as mud, and even doubted his "one in a million" qualifications.
The words of the village chief and others also aroused the laughter and ridicule of this group of arrogant monks.
"One in ten thousand? Haha, where are there so many geniuses who are one in ten thousand? Even if there are, they cannot appear in a barbaric land like yours!"
"Yes, I don't know which two unknown savages are descendants. Do you think you have inherited some extraordinary blood?"
"Hmph, sit in a well and look at the sky. Only a barbarian like this who has never seen the world can say such a thing."
Song Wei heard these words harshly and quickly asked them to stop talking.
The group of monks stopped and impatiently told the "barbarians" to get away.
But the village chief was unwilling to give in. In terms of Lin Yuan's qualifications, he should not be trapped in this corner. Knowing that Song Wei's identity was extraordinary, he begged her hard.
This caused the Shuiyun Palace monks to become furious and even drew their swords against him.
Song Wei stopped the monk and said to Zhao Zheng who came with him, "Brother Zhao, just take a look at his qualifications!"
However, the young Song Wei did not understand the dangers of human heart at all.
Song Wei The arrival of this little brat has caused his status as a senior brother among the third generation disciples to plummet, and he has even become his protector. Zhao Zheng actually hates her in his heart, but on the surface he still pretends to be a gentle, gentle and approachable senior brother.
As the person with the highest cultivation level present, Zhao Zheng naturally has the sharpest sense of consciousness. He actually noticed the terrifying aspect of Lin Yuan early on and was deeply shocked by it!
What a joke!
In this uncivilized wilderness, where even the complete basic universal magic formula is incomplete, and it is extremely difficult and dangerous to obtain even a little bit of resources, there is such a young Foundation Establishment monk?!
If he had practiced orthodox techniques and had the resources provided by the cultivation sect, what kind of terrifying rate of rise would he have had?
It should be understood that the resources of a sect are always limited, and naturally they need to be utilized to the maximum extent, favoring disciples with higher talents. After the arrival of Song Wei, Zhao Zheng's original resources were greatly weakened. How could the narrow-minded Zhao Zheng tolerate the arrival of a genius who is more dazzling than her?
So, he pretended to agree, showed a kind smile, and said that he would test Lin Yuan a little, "If you can't be knocked down by a single blow from me, I will take you back to Shuiyun Palace and recommend you to the elders. Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion and will restrain my strength."
His smile was sincere and his voice was gentle, even with a hint of encouragement.
The village chief and others were overjoyed and thanked him profusely, and then quickly asked Lin Yuan to go all out.
Zhao Zheng said he was measured and would hold back, but he didn't.
Relying on the Golden Core Realm and having cultivated "Hao Feng Shui Yun Jue", he aimed at destroying Lin Yuan with one palm!
However, what shocked him was that although Lin Yuan was beaten until he vomited blood and flew backwards, he was not crippled!
The village chief and others were frightened and quickly went to help Lin Yuan. Song Wei's face also changed, and he was worried about the safety of his peers.
Zhao Zheng pretended to be a good person and hurriedly helped Lin Yuan up. He looked guilty and apologized. "I'm sorry, little brother. I thought you could bear it, but I didn't expect this!"
It seems like you are apologizing, but in fact you are secretly emphasizing: You are not a genius at all, you are much worse than I thought.
The innocent and young Lin Yuan actually believed his lies and burst into tears. He even said that it was not his fault but that he was useless.
At this moment, the snow-white Spirit Deer walked up to him.
Song Wei turned over and took out an elixir, which made the monks from Shuiyun Palace change their expressions and persuaded her not to waste the precious elixir here.
But Song Wei persisted and fed Lin Yuan the pill.
The faint fragrance of flowers and plants on her body made Lin Yuan blush slightly.
Perhaps due to an inferiority complex or shyness in close contact with pretty girls, Lin Yuan didn't even dare to look at Song Wei's plump face, so he could only look away at the horse Spirit Deer.
Children all like docile and cute little animals. This Spirit Deer is even more so beautiful that it makes Lin Yuan obsessed with it.
Song Wei noticed his gaze, so he pursed his lips and smiled, "Want to ride?"
Lin Yuan nodded subconsciously, and after realizing that the hairpin was gone, he shook his head hurriedly, which made Song Wei laugh out loud.
Lin Yuan Suddenly I feel my heartbeat is a little fast.
The smile of the girl in front of me was like the silvery light under the full moon, like the blue sparkling waves caused by the breeze blowing through the lake at the entrance of the village, or like the tender green wicker stained by dew.
They are all beautiful scenery. Lin Yuan can be watched for a long time without getting tired of it.
Song Wei turned over on Spirit Deer and stretched out her soft little hand towards him. "Come here."
At that moment, Lin Yuan suddenly felt that the noise of others was far away from him.
Only the sound of my own heartbeat was so clear.
He thought he might be sick.
Otherwise, why would you be so flustered and restless, with your heart beating so fast?