Du Yu spoke up, "She doesn't want to get close, I can't negotiate with her, you two give it a try."
Lin Shiwei looked at the little nun in monk attire and suggested, "Let ngnan go."
"Hmm?" Li ngnan turned her head to look at Lin Shiwei.
Lin Shiwei smiled. Given the temperant of this alms bowl, the fated one it's seeking could never be herself.
In fact, for this unique ancient spiritual artifact, "fated ones" in this world are very, very rare.
It just so happens that Li ngnan might be one of them.
Encouraged by the looks from her second brother and third sister, Li ngnan urged her deer forward, curiously looking at the young nun.
The girl had a very friendly attitude, "Hello there?"
The petite young nun tried hard to look up, gazing at the girl riding the beautiful immortal deer.
Sweet face, clear eyes, and that bright smile.
Helped by the fairy-like posture of the Snow Deer Yiren, Li ngnan's beauty even reached the level of "wonderful."
Suddenly, for a brief mont, the young nun's heart trembled slightly.
"Why aren't you speaking?" Li ngnan bent down, resting her hands on Yiren's back, tilting her head to look at the nun.
Behind her, Du Yu rolled his eyes.
He turned to Lin Shiwei and whispered, "Tell ngnan that the nun can't talk and needs contact."
Lin Shiwei nodded gently, and the Demon Soul floated forward.
"Hmm." The nun suddenly ca to her senses, looking at the approaching Demon Soul of Lin Shiwei, she seed sowhat displeased and retreated two steps.
Lin Shiwei: "..."
Finally, she experienced the feeling Du Yu had before.
She was being disliked!
Honestly, the depiction of this artifact spirit is so lifelike that it makes people forget that the nun's true form is that alms bowl.
After briefly communicating with Li ngnan, Lin Shiwei floated back quickly and silently.
She looked at Du Yu's gloating expression and couldn't help but glare at him.
Du Yu imdiately adopted an expression of watching his nose, his mouth, and his heart in proper order.
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"Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you." Li ngnan dismounted the deer, with a gentle smile on her face.
Little nun: "..."
You do seem very strong, and even have such a powerful demon beast companion.
But... hurt ?
Are you overconfident?
"What's your na?" Li ngnan stepped forward a few steps, extending a hand.
Yiren stepped softly with its snow hoof, following its master, the beautiful deer head suspended above Li ngnan, equally curious about the other party.
The Dust Spirit Deer clan had long sensed that this was a pure and kind creature.
The little nun hesitated for a long while, but in the end, she didn't back away, allowing the girl's slender fingers to lightly touch her arm's outer side.
"This young monk is called Miaoxiang, I'll et the female benefactor." An ethereal female voice echoed in Li ngnan's mind, making the girl marvel in wonder.
Little monk?
Shouldn't she refer to herself as poor nun or sothing?
Li ngnan was curious, looking down at the young female monk, "So... Master Miaoxiang?"
"I wouldn't dare." Nun Miaoxiang held the alms bowl with one hand, raised the other in front of her chest, and humbly lowered her head.
Li ngnan asked, "Where are you from? Which era?"
"This young monk cos from the mountain." Nun Miaoxiang shook her head, her expression sowhat bitter, and sighed helplessly, "As for the rest, most have been forgotten."
Li ngnan: "Then what has sustained you through these long dark years, determined to see the light of day again?"
"This young monk adhered strictly to the teachings of my master, never daring to forget cultivation, after my body broke, I've been diligently cultivating..." Nun Miaoxiang's words suddenly paused.
She appeared thoughtful, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she was making an effort to recall sothing.
Listening to Miaoxiang's response, Li ngnan sighed inwardly.
As an artifact spirit, where would you get a master from?
Hence, surely it's that the owner of this spirit infused their spirit into the artifact in their dying monts.
Much like with West Xia's Flute.
And the artifact spirit perfectly rged with the spirit, unable to distinguish whether it is the artifact spirit or the forr owner of the artifact.
"Seven Treasures!" After pondering for a long ti, Miaoxiang finally rembered sothing.
On her face, which seed slightly ethereal, she rarely displayed an expression of joy, "This young monk cos from Seven Treasures Mountain!"
Li ngnan blinked, "Seven Treasures Mountain? Where is that?"
Upon hearing this, Miaoxiang's face stiffened and she fell silent once more.
Imdiately, Li ngnan turned her head and looked back, "Seven Treasures Mountain, could you help find it?"
"Hmm." Lin Shiwei imdiately took out her phone, while in the distance, the soldiers also began looking up the information.
Du Yu slightly raised his head, indicating for Li ngnan to continue.
Li ngnan turned back, looking down at the little nun, "Master Miaoxiang, what do you plan to do next?"
"Cultivation." The little nun appeared sowhat bewildered, softly answering, "Find a fated one and continue cultivation."
As for why to cultivate, she didn't know much more.
Perhaps, Nun Miaoxiang was simply following her master's teachings.
"I see." Li ngnan nodded slightly, understanding why the other party was "seeking a fated one."
After all, the existence of ancient spiritual artifacts in the world is rather unique.
The human race's Acupoint Ho would definitely be a more stable and secure place for cultivation.
"If possible..." Miaoxiang's eyes dimd, her voice growing smaller, "I would like to seek Seven Treasures Mountain again."
"I've heard the human race say that now it's hundreds of years later."
Seeing Miaoxiang's low spirits, Li ngnan quickly changed the subject, "Master, what do you think of ?
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