Fighting is broken, but the heroine script

"Simple."

Yaowan said: "Can you run Zhou Tian in front of me and show me?"

Although Nalan Yanran didn't know what Yao Wan was going to do, she still chose to do it honestly, then sat down cross-legged in the guest room, and then closed her eyes.

The green wind-attributed fighting spirit lingered around her, then penetrated into her pores and merged into her meridians, all over her limbs.

This is an action that Nalan Yanran has repeated countless times during the many years she has embarked on the path of cultivation. It has almost become a subconscious action in her practice, and naturally there is no need for Yao Wan to remind her.

But before Nalan Yanran's mind could completely sink into her cultivation, Yao Wan's fingertips gently touched the back of her neck.

"Abandon the movement of Dazhui. When traveling around the sky, first go through Tianchi, then go forward and cross the sun."

Nalan Yanran heard Yao Wan's voice, which was completely different from her usual teasing voice. It was calm and refreshing.

It's like a clear spring in the mountains in midsummer, gurgling through the restless heart, soothing the disturbing heat and touch, making you feel relaxed and happy.

Yaowan's words quickly brought Nalan Yanran back to her senses, but her closed eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and she hesitated for a moment.

Directly changing the original movement route of Dou Qi... that's easy to say.

Nalan Yanran knew very well what the consequences would be if she took one wrong step and violated the purpose of the practice.

It can range from going crazy and becoming possessed, to falling into a state of decline, or at the most severe, having all the meridians cut off and becoming a cripple who can no longer practice, or dying suddenly————

But if it really comes to that point, a sudden death would be the so-called better ending.

There was no room in her heart for her to think too much, so Nalan Yanran finally made her choice without hesitating for too long.

"I believe it, but if I die, I can blame myself for being too stupid and choosing to believe you——"

With her eyes closed tightly, Nalan Yanran just spoke at the last moment while following the advice given by Yaowan just now and guiding the fighting energy in her body to different meridians.

"……Um."

Yaowan just responded in an extraordinarily soft voice, as if he didn't want to disturb her, and just stood beside her, waiting for her movements.

"...!"

The original fighting spirit route was disrupted by her own initiative, and the restless fighting spirit began to conflict with other fighting energies in the meridians of Nalan Yanran's body, causing waves of tingling sensations that seemed to be absent but quickly became stronger. , like an ox-hair steel needle piercing her meridians, she subconsciously clenched her silver teeth, frowned slightly, and endured the stinging sensation like a needle, without making any sound.

Cultivation is basically sailing against the current, so naturally she can endure the hardship.

What's more, how could she only suffer this little pain in her life?

Yao Wan looked at Nalan Yanran's elegant eyebrows and frowned slightly, her white cheeks were gradually clenched, and her thin pink lips did not leak a sound after all, and she felt a little more admiration in her heart.

This is probably one of the reasons why she doesn't hate Nalan Yanran so much. She has never been a pampered young sect leader. Her position as the young sect leader of the Yunlan Sect was not obtained effortlessly after becoming a disciple of Yun Yun. She took it openly with the sharp sword in her hand.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this temperament that she could not tolerate sand in her eyes, which eventually led to the three-year date.

"...Woo...!"

But no matter how tenacious one is mentally, it is not easy to endure the pain in the meridians like a knife.

After almost a stick of incense, Nalan Yanran gritted her teeth and endured the initial pain caused by the retrograde meridians, and controlled the fighting energy in her body according to the modification plan given by Yaowan just now to gradually form a new orbit around the sky. Even though he was distracted, he couldn't help but let a faint whimper escape from his mouth.

But soon, she seemed to have found the trick to endure this kind of pain. The low whimpering quickly disappeared, replaced by Liu Ye's brows that were getting tighter and tighter, and she was biting her lips involuntarily.

Yaowan had been waiting for the moment when she couldn't hold on any longer. Originally, she thought that Nalan Yanran's painful meridians could only hold back a stick of incense, and she almost couldn't hold on anymore.

When she was no longer able to continue the Zhoutian movement on her own, naturally she could only complete the next process.

Yao Wan didn't have any objections to this. After all, this was something she had promised Nalan Yanran, so why not be patient with her.

However, Nalan Yanran's performance now indeed exceeded Yao Wan's initial expectations.

Nalan Yanran was able to survive the time of burning a stick of incense on her own. This was actually nothing. After all, Yao Wan had been mentally prepared for this early in the morning.

However, soon, Nalan Yanran told Yao Wan with her actual actions that she had misjudged him.

After burning the incense, Nalan Yanran started to hum in pain and quickly adjusted herself, biting her lips and not making even a single sound.

It is not just as simple as just holding back the pain and not shouting out. In Yaowan's spiritual perception, Nalan Yanran's soul power, stimulated by the severe pain, is like a candle in the stormy night. , emitting its own light and heat very weakly, swaying in the wind of the rainy night, as if it will be blown out by the stronger wind the next moment.

But no matter how strong the wind and rain were, and how weak the candle was, it was never extinguished.

No matter how weak the soul power is, it is pulling the fighting energy in the body to move around the sky along a completely different meridians.

As time went by, Nalan Yanran herself gradually clarified the chaos of Dou Qi step by step, and guided it into the mainstream of the meridians.

She exhaled the turbid air, adjusted her heavy breathing, and returned to calm, leaving only the mess after the meridians were reversed, and the faint and subtle tingling sensation was still lingering.

But compared to these, Nalan Yanran is still more willing to look forward - she did it, and she didn't rely on anyone's help, she could do it alone - she will not be a villain or a waste who follows the crowd.

And she did feel the changes that Zhou Tian gradually brought to herself after her reversal——

Until this moment, Nalan Yanran suddenly felt a faint coolness, like a herbal medicine, flowing through her body like water and pouring into her body, like a clear spring in the mountains, soothing the remaining stinging pain in her meridians. feel.