Chapter 41 Yuan Jingjing
"Show Yuan Jingjing to my grandfather."
The third elders only relaxed, and were a little worried.
Jun Moxue took a small mirror out of her arms. The mirror was no more than a palm and made of a whole piece of crystal.
Yuanjing reacts very sensitively to the aura in the human body, and a mirror made of Yuanjing can show whether a person has cultivation skills.
If the person being photographed has a cultivation base, the crystal mirror will faithfully reflect the strength of the person being photographed.
Without the cultivation base, Yuanjingjing will not have any reaction.
The third elder looked at Yuan Jing Jing who didn't react in his hand, and finally felt completely relieved.
"Grandfather, she is a trash, of course she has no cultivation base, what do you care about her so much?"
Jun Moxue was a little dissatisfied, her appearance was restored, she didn't see her grandfather caring, but was so concerned about a waste.
"Xue'er, you remember, don't talk about today's affairs, don't disclose it to anyone. Don't mess with her in the future, see her go around."
The third elder didn't even care about her face.
Jun Moxue looked unconvinced: "Grandfather, why should we be so afraid of her!"
"Xue'er, you cursed Jun Mohuang this morning, but they didn't say anything when they heard it. Instead, they took you out to heal their face. The man behind her is afraid of even the Patriarch, so just stop."
The three elders only felt a headache, for fear that Jun Moxue would no longer know the height of the sky and provoke Di Lingtian behind Jun Mohuang.
If he accidentally leaked what happened in the past, he won't want to live.
"How can she be so kind, she clearly wants everyone to see my disfigured ugliness."
Jun Moxue whispered a few words, but she agreed.
Humph, she can't afford to provoke her now, but someone can.
Of course Jun Mohuang wouldn't be so kind. Today's performance with Jun Moxue's face was just an opportunity to promote medicine.
Although Feng Yunqi was kicked in, the effect of promoting the medicine was very successful.
In order to avoid being interrupted in future plans, Jun Mohuang had to accept this teasing little brother first.
"Silly girl, I don't even know the cultivation base after being spied on."
Back at Mohuang Pavilion, Di Lingtian hugged her and sniffed lightly.
The warm nose sprayed on the sensitive neck, unspeakable ambiguous.
"What do you mean?"
Jun Mohuang was about to push him away, and suddenly stopped when he heard this.
"You have the smell of Yuanjing. The mirror made by Yuanjing can reflect people's cultivation."
Di Lingtian was deeply buried between her snow-nen neck and kissed by the way.
The side effects of Yuanjing are also obvious. After being illuminated by Yuanjing, a special smell will be left on the body.
This smell was so weak that people below the Spiritual Transition Realm couldn't smell it.
"Don't make trouble, who is peeping at my cultivation level."
The soft and warm lips were imprinted on the sensitive areas with a strange touch, and Jun Mohuang couldn't help taking a step back.
Her body has a protective mechanism, and no one can see her cultivation.
Don't peep, it means that someone suspects that she can regain her talent and be able to practice again.
In the case of Mingzhi who has no cultivation base, she still has to raise her suspicion. It can only be the person who caused her to lose her talent three years ago.
"I don't know. You went out today. There are too many people to meet. Anyone is possible. Huang'er, don't worry, Yuanjing is useless for you."
Di Lingtian kissed him two more times, and when he saw that she was about to be angry, he let him go.
A cold crystal pendant hung between Jun Mohuang's neck.
The pendant is the size of a little finger, it is drop-shaped, light blue, without a trace of impurities.
(End of this chapter)