Be a Salted Fish In the Harem Text

When he woke up, Dongfang was pale.

Mu Sheng leaned on the bed, his face was blushing, his long eyelashes trembled, those dark eyes were covered with water, like peach blossoms with dew.

Her hand stretched out from the bottom of the quilt, and there was a handful of silver hair between the slender fingertips, which belonged to some demon clan. She stared at the tuft of hair for a long time, and it turned into a silver light and disappeared from her fingertips, like a blurred and unfortunate dream, like a fleeting romantic dream in a dream.

Mu Sheng sighed, stood up slowly and took a shower.

Since she fainted half a month ago, her life has become a mess.

That was when she swung her sword for the millionth time, a vision of thousands of swords screaming appeared above Tian Yanzong, she thought she could have an epiphany, but she didn't expect to faint under the impact of that sword energy. After waking up, there was a bunch of inexplicable information in her mind, and it took her several days to sort it out completely.

The original knowledge that was covered up in the past was pried by the sword, and she suddenly discovered that she was not a real Kyushu monk. She was originally a social animal in the modern society, but because she scolded the author of the harem, she was transmigrated into the book and became a junior sister with the same name and surname as her! I spent eighteen years in a daze! She didn't believe it at first, thinking it was an illusion rooted in her mind by evil things, and spent a lot of spirit stones to buy pills to drive away the evil spirits, but there was no abnormality in the end.

She couldn't stop recalling the content recorded in the book, matching it with her life trajectory in the past eighteen years.

The protagonist of the story in the book is her senior brother and childhood sweetheart Meng Yan. In this world, the realm of monks is divided into opening Qimai, congealing pill seeds, shaping Yuanying, and opening up caves. In the stage of opening Qimai, it is divided into opening Qimai and building foundation. Opening the pulse is the first step on the road of cultivating immortals, and it is also the most crucial step. There are a total of thirty-six Qi channels that can be opened in a monk's body. Above thirty is the top grade, above twenty-four is the middle grade, and below twenty-four is the low grade. If the opening of the meridian cannot be above the middle grade, unless one meets the treasures of heaven and earth, there is no hope of attaining enlightenment.

Her senior brother Meng Yan opened thirty qi channels at one go when he was ten years old. He is known as a genius and was connected to the inner sect by the Taoist Lord himself. However, in the 16th year, when the senior brother established his foundation, his Qi veins were all severed, and he became a **** who could not cultivate and was kicked out of the inner sect. Zongzhong was also thinking about his affection for many years, and did not let him return to the secular world, but handled chores like an outer disciple. Since the story takes the senior brother as the protagonist, it will definitely not let him maintain this state. When he fell off a cliff, the senior brother picked up an ancient ring with a powerful remnant soul inside. The senior brother walked by the guidance of the remnant soul. Embarked on the road to reshape the rise of Qimai.

If the plot is just like this, there is a strong senior brother, that is something that makes Mu Sheng feel at ease. Not so. The senior brother met various confidante friends in the process of training, and his little junior sister was also brought into the harem by him. Perhaps Meng Yan still cared about the affection of his childhood sweetheart, making her the main palace that the Ming media is marrying. After that, she worked hard in the book, took care of Meng Yan and his confidante, and always became the one who was left behind when encountering danger, but she never left? !

Mu Sheng felt that such a thing was outrageous, how could she be that kind of old scalper? ! She didn't really believe it at first, until the brother came back in a mess some time ago, and said solemnly, "I will become stronger, don't bully the young and poor." She also saw a strange iron ring on her brother's finger.

Mu Sheng: "..." Her mind was extremely confused, she didn't even practice the sword, and directly applied to the deacon to be transferred to work in Lingtian. She doesn't want to have that kind of life, and it's completely impossible for her to have a relationship with her proud senior brother! There is no follow-up plot in the book, because she couldn't restrain her anger when she saw the junior sister with the same name being pushed off the pile of monsters, and she fought for 300 rounds in the comment area.

Mu Sheng's current hut is at the foot of the mountain, where there are eight barren spiritual fields. Originally, it was taken care of by an old man, but he was taken back by his son to take care of him, and it has been left idle. Mu Sheng's popularity in the outer sect is good, and he also has good friends with the deacon, maybe the deacon saw her practicing sword every day and was struck by the sword intent, thinking that she worked too hard, so he bestowed eight pieces of spiritual fields with a wave of his hand. Mu Sheng was so grateful that he went down the mountain overnight and lived at the foot of the mountain.

The green waves in the Lingtian halfway up the mountain are like waves, and the terraced fields are looped around. They are faintly shadowed in the clouds and mist, and will soon be invisible.

And at the foot of the mountain... the spiritual power here is not as abundant as that at the top. Although it is the land of the Tianyan Sect, even the deacons don't bother to take care of it. At this time, Mu Sheng was standing in the spiritual field with his sleeves rolled up, pinching his decision to activate the spiritual rain, the overgrown weeds had been removed, and eight neat fields sprouted buds. What she plants is spiritual rice, which is the staple food of disciples who have never bigu. Although she bears the name of the outer sect disciple, she has not performed the mission in the outer sect after all, so it is not good to go to the kitchen over there to eat.

"Junior Sister, Junior Sister—" the familiar tone came into his ears, and when Mu Sheng raised his head, he saw two green figures. They were people she met at the outer door, one named Wen Xixue and the other named Luo Changhuai.

"Junior Sister, are you really planting a spiritual field here? Don't you want to go back to practice swords?" Wen Xixue was a little puzzled, she pulled Mu Sheng out of the spiritual field, pulled down her folded sleeves, and covered the Whitened arms.

"Yeah, I thought you were just taking a mission for a while, but I didn't expect to ask the deacon, and he said that you are staying here." Luo Changhuai also said.

Mu Sheng didn't know how to explain to the two senior sisters. She turned her eyes and said with a smile, "Are the two senior sisters tired? Go into the room and have a rest."

The house at the foot of the mountain is very simple, with two doors on the left and one on the right, and the curtains are being drawn to cover the scene inside. There is a table and four chairs in the main hall, and at the moment there is a copper vase with flowers on it, and the flower branches inside are shining brightly. This living place is actually better than the room where four people share one room at the outer gate.

Luo Changhuai and Wen Xixue looked at him curiously, and then turned their eyes back to Mu Sheng after a while.

You must know that among the outer sects, although the younger junior sister is not talented enough, she is the most diligent one, and she spends almost all her free time gesticulating with a sword. Her spiritual power is insufficient, but her sword intent is definitely the strongest in the outer sect, even the geniuses of the past can't compare. After thinking about it for a while, Wen Xixue asked worriedly: "Young Junior Sister is not possessed by evil spirits, is she? I heard that you went to get a pill a while ago."

Mu Sheng smiled and said: "I just want peace of mind." The current situation in Kyushu is not good. Thousands of years ago, the four holy lords worked together to seal the evil lord and guarded the four directions with the four divine weapons. However, now the seal is loose, and the four artifacts have returned to their original places. The evil lord's remnant soul has disappeared, and the evil sect's Shile Gate is causing chaos in the name of the evil lord, and the entire Kyushu is shrouded in evil atmosphere. Speaking of which, Meng Yan's task is to collect the four major artifacts to seal the evil lord again.

"Really?" Wen Xixue was very worried, she stared at Mu Sheng for a while, and then said, "There is something wrong with you."

Mu Sheng was startled, she stroked her hair, bent her eyes and smiled, "What's wrong?"

Wen Xixue was silent for a long time before saying, "It seems like I didn't sleep well."

Mu Sheng suddenly relaxed when he heard the words, she really didn't sleep well. Apart from the weird thing that she found out that she was wearing a book, there was also a strange dream in the night. She seemed to be forcibly drawn into a dream of spring, and the owner of the dream was a beautiful ghost who sucked people's energy. But in fact, her spirit did not decline in any way, and even her spiritual power had faintly improved a lot. Could it be that because of Meng Yan's incident, he was so frightened that he lost his mind, turned around and fell into the woman's arms? Otherwise, the spring dream is really hard to explain.

"I heard that planting on arable land is tiring. Those spiritual seeds are very delicate, and they died if they were not careful." Luo Changhuai also said worriedly. The sect does not hand over the precious spiritual grass and plants to the disciples of the outer sect, and there is a special medicine field cemetery in the sect. But even so, it's not easy. Even the lowest level of spiritual rice seeds are delicate.

"Is that so?" Mu Sheng blinked in confusion. She raised the curtain and pointed to the Lingtian outside, and said, "But have they sprouted? The growth looks pretty good, and it took less than five days to plant them." Woolen cloth."

Luo Changhuai was taken aback for a moment, feeling that something was wrong, but she and Wen Xixue had never taken care of the Lingtian, so they didn't know how the Lingtian would grow, so they looked at each other for a long while before saying: "That's very good, it must be more troublesome than practicing swords Bar?"

Mu Sheng shook his head and said, "No. I just watered the spiritual rain when I remembered." The previous generation who took care of the spiritual fields left many manuals for spiritual planting. An inexplicable voice told her: Just plant it and it will be done, so she didn't think so much and sowed the seeds directly. She didn't come down to get ahead by farming, but to avoid the plot.

"By the way, do you want to participate in the Zongmen Dabi in a month's time?" Wen Xixue's eyes were shining, and she looked at Mu Sheng burningly. Every three years in the Tianyan Sect, there will be a grand competition, which is divided into inner and outer arenas. The disciples of the outer sect who win the top three will have the chance to be selected into the inner sect. Even if they fail to enter the inner sect, they will be given Some elixir to improve physical fitness is also excellent.

Mu Sheng's eyes flashed.

Zongmen Grand Competition! At this time, Meng Yan began to reshape the spiritual veins according to the old man's method, right? During the Dabi, he would unexpectedly become the number one in the outer sect, be accepted as an inner disciple again, and become a legend of the entire Tianyan sect. In the plot of the original book, she just wanted to follow Meng Yan into the inner sect, and fought hard to get the third place. Not only was he beaten to death, but his foundation was also damaged. Just thinking about such a scene, Mu Sheng shuddered, and refused again and again: "No, I won't go."