A Crossover of Film and Television: Miao Miao's Life Transmigration

Chapter 143 The Untamed: Ning Miaomiao 5

Ning Miaomiao, carrying Xue Yang, naturally couldn't go to the Wen Clan in Qishan, so she returned to Yiling halfway.

Returning to Yiling, I saw that the town at the foot of Yiling Immortal Mountain was much more prosperous than before, and the faces of the common people carried a simple happiness.

With the evil spirits gone from Yiling, the lives of ordinary people were protected, and many villagers who had moved away from Yiling returned to live there.

Ning Miaomiao nodded as she walked; the town was finally starting to take shape.

She turned her head to look at Xue Yang. Ever since he started following her, Xue Yang had been obedient and well-behaved. However, he was addicted to sugar, and Ning Miaomiao was worried that he would get cavities, so she strictly controlled the frequency of Xue Yang's sugar consumption every day.

Xue Yang couldn't eat candy, and he looked aggrieved, silently expressing his dissatisfaction.

Ning Miaomiao couldn't bear his grievances, so she could only turn a blind eye and avoid the disturbance, returning along the way by night hunting to eliminate evil spirits.

At the foot of Yiling Immortal Mountain, worried that Xue Yang might be too weak, they decided to rest for the night.

The next day, he led Xue Yang up the mountain. Xue Yang looked at the lush and vibrant mountain, full of spiritual energy, and felt happy and relaxed there.

In the training ground, Wei Wuxian held his sword, each move displaying considerable style.

Upon hearing the commotion from the formation, Wei Wuxian immediately stopped, leaped into the air, and arrived at the main hall.

Wei Wuxian looked up and saw a figure on the Phoenix Dance Sword in the distance. The figure was dressed in green, holding a fan, with pink lips, almond-shaped face and peach-like cheeks.

Ning Miaomiao's figure slowly descended. "Sister, you're finally back!" Wei Wuxian ran up to Ning Miaomiao.

Wei Wuxian caught a glimpse of a little boy behind him. He was cute and childish, with a smile on his face that revealed a pair of tiger teeth.

His vigilance rose. His sister had gone out for a while, so why did she bring a child back with her?

Ning Miaomiao patted Wei Wuxian's head and noticed that Wei Wuxian was actually half a head taller than her. She had been hunting at night and eliminating evil spirits all the way from Yunmeng to Liyang for half a year.

She pushed Xue Yang in front of Wei Wuxian and said softly, "This is Xue Yang. I met him in Liyang. He has good aptitude, so I brought him back to Qingyun Sect."

After the two little ones greeted each other, Ning Miaomiao still took Xue Yang to Biluo Immortal Abode and arranged for him to stay next to Wei Wuxian.

One is twelve years old, the other is seven. Wei Wuxian is lively and mischievous, while Xue Yang is becoming increasingly mischievous.

Ning Miaomiao often saw the two little devils discussing something. Ning Miaomiao would often watch them speechlessly, but thankfully they knew what they were doing and didn't cause any big trouble.

She taught Xue Yang the cultivation techniques and had Wei Wuxian guide him in his practice. Every so often, Ning Miaomiao would check their cultivation levels.

Time flies, and the Qingyun Sect is recruiting disciples. Yiling has been bustling with activity since a month ago, and the inns have long been fully booked.

"Yiling has changed so much!"

"Yes, all these people are going to the Qingyun Sect."

"Tomorrow is the day the Qingyun Sect recruits disciples. I wonder what the method will be?"

"Who knows? The Qingyun Sect is completely different from those other sects and factions. It can recruit commoners. Commoners from the surrounding area all come to try. Maybe their ancestors' graves are emitting auspicious smoke, and they will be accepted as disciples by the Qingyun Sect and rise to the top in one step."

"In that case, let's try it tomorrow."

The inns, teahouses, and other establishments were abuzz with discussion.

Hearing the discussion, Meng Yao knew she hadn't missed the deadline, but she didn't have much money left. If she didn't complete the Qingyun Sect's training, she would need to save some money.

Meng Yao found a dilapidated temple near Yiling Immortal Mountain and planned to rest there for a while.

On the third day, Meng Yao entered Yiling with dry rations. The road was bustling with activity as many people entered Yiling.

Deep in Yiling, after walking for an unknown amount of time, I looked out at the endless staircases, with clouds and mist swirling in the middle. The staircases were surrounded by dense bamboo forests, lush and green, with a gentle breeze rustling through them.

Meng Yao slowly walked up the stairs. The forest was rich in spiritual energy. Yiling was definitely an excellent place for cultivation and meditation, even better than Lanling.

Before Meng Yao could get a good look, the fog on the stairs thickened, making it impossible to see anyone around her.

Meng Yao panicked and saw a room. Her mother, Meng Shi, waved to her.

"Come here quickly, I made your favorite dishes today."

Meng Yao's eyes reddened, and tears welled up in her eyes. She ran to Meng Shi and hugged her mother tightly. The real touch of her hands made Meng Yao feel dazed.

Meng Shi patted his head just like when he was a child, and praised Meng Yao for growing up.

Meng Yao slowly became immersed in the illusion, lost in her mother's tenderness.

Those who climbed the stairs entered a dreamlike world.

Ning Miaomiao looked at the water curtain in front of her. Inside were people who had entered the illusion. Judging from their different expressions, she knew that they were lost inside.

"It's so amazing!" Wei Wuxian exclaimed.

"Yes, yes, when we first entered the Qingyun Sect, why didn't you let us gain some experience, sister?"

Ning Miaomiao originally had this idea, but in the past six months, she has let her guard down around the two of them, as they both have childlike hearts.

Ning Miaomiao simply gave each of them a whack on the head, telling them to watch quietly.

Time passed by, and among this group of people, there were still some qualified ones.

Slowly, some people emerged from the illusion and walked up the stairs. The stairs were also a test, a way to strengthen their will. If they reached their physical and mental limits on the stairs, the formation on the stairs would send them down the mountain.

Meng Yao stared at his mother, and soon his eyes reddened again. From the moment he saw his mother, he knew that this was a trial by the Qingyun Sect.

However, he hadn't seen his mother for a long time and missed her gentleness. He wished his mother were still here.

"Xiao Yao, are you feeling unwell? Get some rest tonight. We can talk about anything that's bothering you tomorrow," Meng Shi said gently.

"Mother, I have something to do today and have to go out now. Please rest well, and I will come to see you again tomorrow." Meng Yao said, tears streaming down her face.

After saying that, she didn't dare look at her mother's face, ran out of the house, and the scene behind her vanished into nothingness.

Meng Yao saw the road in front of her become clear, and in a daze, she was back on the stairs, surrounded by people who were standing blankly on the steps.

He looked up and saw that the people in front of him had already started climbing the stairs. Meng Yao didn't dare to be careless and quickly moved forward.

A day passed, and Ning Miaomiao came to the door from the main hall. Wei Wuxian and Xue Yang were still waiting at the door. When they saw Ning Miaomiao coming, they waved to her.

"Sister, there are several good ones," Wei Wuxian said happily.

Xue Yang smiled obediently, revealing his tiger teeth.

"You have worked hard."

Before they could say more, a handsome young man, about eleven years old, arrived at the steps. He was poorly dressed, with patches on his clothes, but his eyes were firm. When he saw them, he looked embarrassed.

Ning Miaomiao nodded and told him to wait a while.

The people behind them climbed the steps and came to the door. There were nine people in total, seven men and two women. They were not dressed very well and were about eleven years old.

Ning Miaomiao took out a crystal ball that could measure a person's aptitude and spiritual root.

The qualifications are divided into scrap spiritual roots, ordinary spiritual roots, low-grade spiritual roots, medium-grade spiritual roots, high-grade spiritual roots, and top-grade spiritual roots.

Spiritual roots can be metal, wood, water, fire, earth, ice, or thunder.

The cultivators in this world don't seem to pay much attention to spiritual roots, but considering that everyone in a sect is related by blood, their spiritual roots are most likely the same.

Wei Wuxian has the best aptitude; he possesses a top-grade fire spiritual root.

Xue Yang possesses a superior earth elemental root.

The first person to come up this time was named Gu Changfeng, who had a superior water spirit root.

Meng Yao also tested it and found that she has a mid-grade gold spiritual root.

The rest are all low-grade spiritual roots.

Ning Miaomiao asked Wei Wuxian to arrange for them to stay in the Disciple's Pavilion. The food in Yiling was all made by a divine artifact, which was crafted in the previous world. All you had to do was put the ingredients into the artifact, and it would cook the food, though the taste was very ordinary.

Ning Miaomiao didn't like to eat it, but now that so many people have come, the magical artifact has come in handy.