Rebirth of a Farmhouse with Space

Chapter 179

Nan Zhaozhao put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hands, her face was very serious. She asked back, "Mom, Dad, Big Brother, Second Brother, why don't you ask about my identity, where I am from, who are my biological parents, and who else is in my family?"

Nan Chen replied, "No matter who you are or where you are from, you will be a member of this family from now on. As for your biological parents and family, we respect you and will not object to your contact with them or stop you from going back to visit them!"

Nan Zhaozhao smiled and introduced herself again, "My name is Nan Zhaozhao, I am eleven years old this year, and I come from the world of cultivation. I don't remember anything before I was eleven, so I don't remember my biological parents and family, but I have a master and many brothers, they are all very kind to me and love me very much, I can't remember anything else, I came to this world randomly, in order to gain experience, it's very strange, the words and some things in your world, I seem to have seen them before, and the words you write, I don't remember learning them before, but I know them, of course I don't know much, but they are enough for daily use!"

Faced with these people who truly loved her, she instinctively didn't want to say a word of deceiving them. She even wanted to hug them and cry to express her inexplicable feeling of missing them!

Nan Ye couldn't believe what he heard. What? My little sister came from the world of cultivation? Was she the world of cultivation he imagined? "Little sister, where did you come from? The world of cultivation? Is it the world of cultivation that I understand, the one where one can cultivate and ascend to become a god?"

Although Nan Ye was the only one asking this question, others were also waiting for Nan Zhaozhao to give an answer. Nan Zhaozhao nodded disapprovingly and said, "Ah, yes!"

Speaking of this, Nan Zhaozhao felt a little embarrassed. Her cultivation was poor and her aptitude was not good. Others with single spiritual roots or heavenly spiritual roots cultivated very fast. In the early one or two years, they could make a big progress. But she was still in the Qi training stage after so many years. The problem was that even with small progress, there was no sign of slacking off. It was really embarrassing!

Ms. Dong was so excited, "Xiaobao, you are also a cultivator?"

Nan Zhaozhao felt a little embarrassed, her face flushed, but she still nodded, "Well, I'm still at the seventh level of Qi training...!"

Her voice became quieter and quieter, until the person sitting next to her could hardly hear her.

When Ms. Dong is at home and has nothing to do, she likes to watch TV series or original novels. She has read many fairy-tale novels, so she continued to ask with stars in her eyes, "Xiaobao, what can you do? Can you show it to mom?"

Show? Show what? Show off in front of them? This is easy. Nan Zhaozhao mobilized the spiritual energy in her dantian and poured it into her index and middle fingers. Then she raised her fingers and a plate of small soup dumplings on the table flew into her hands. "Mom, Dad, Big Brother, Second Brother, this is called telekinesis. It is a basic skill for practitioners!"

The four people were stunned. This, this, this, is too magical. Even the atheists Nan Ye and Nan Huai felt that there are always people better than you. They didn't believe it before because they hadn't met them. Now that they have seen it with their own eyes, how can they not believe it!

Nan Huai's mind worked quickly. The first thing he thought of was that if his sister was discovered by the research institute, she would definitely be captured for research. This was not acceptable, no matter what. "Little sister, you must not use this ability in front of outsiders. There are a lot of bad people outside. If someone knows about it, your situation will be dangerous!"

Nan Chen also quickly agreed, "Yes, don't use your skills outside, it's too dangerous!"

Nan Zhaozhao agreed, "Well, I will be careful and won't use magic unless I have no other choice!"

Suddenly, Nan Zhaozhao seemed to remember something. She flipped her palm and two antique rings appeared in her palm. They were made of top-grade spiritual crystal and were engraved with the Yin-Yang Bagua pattern.

Ms. Dong asked curiously, "Xiaobao, what is this?"

Of course, judging from the appearance, everyone knows that it is a ring, but the problem is, they all know that what Xiaobao took out must not be an ordinary ring!

As expected, Nan Zhaozhao introduced, "These two are space magic weapons. I want to give them to my eldest brother and second brother!"

"Give it to us?" Nan Ye and Nan Huai asked in unison.

"Yes, I want to give them to you. I think you may need them!" As she said that, Nan Zhaozhao handed the rings on her hand to Nan Ye and Nan Huai, and asked them to choose one each!

Nan Chen said, "Since it is a gift from your sister, then you should accept it. Don't forget your sister if you get anything good in the future!"

The two brothers nodded in agreement and each chose a ring. They were about to put it on their middle fingers, but were stopped by Nan Zhaozhao in time, "Big brother, wait a minute. The ring has not yet recognized its owner. You can't put it on your hands!"

"Recognize the master?"

"Correct!"

"I know this!" Ms. Dong has watched many TV dramas and read the original novels. She is very familiar with the concept of recognizing the master of a magical instrument. "Big brother, second brother, I will go to the kitchen to get you a long knife. Each of you stab your own heart, and then drip your heart blood on this ring, and then you will recognize the master!"

Without waiting for anyone to make any expression, she ran to the kitchen to get a knife. Seeing the cook and servants were still in the kitchen, she thought that she must not let them see the secret of her family, so she said with a serious expression, "All of you go to the garden and wait. No one can come into this house without my order!"

Ms. Dong is the hostess of this family and has the final say, so no one hesitated and everyone rushed to the pavilion in the flower garden to wait!

After watching the servants leave, Ms. Dong swiftly pulled out a fruit knife from the knife rack!

Back at the restaurant, Ms. Dong handed the knife to Nan Ye and Nan Huai, and urged mysteriously, "Hurry, who will go first?"

"Mom, a knife this long will kill someone if it stabs him!" Nan Ye looked at his mother resentfully.

"It's not life or death, that's what it says in the book!"

Nan Zhaozhao was shocked at first, but then she was happy. Her mother was so cute, she loved her so much! "Mom, you don't need to do that. Just a drop of blood from your finger will do. Just prick it with a needle!"

Before the two brothers Nan Ye and Nan Huai could be happy, Ms. Dong looked very disappointed when she heard it. "Is it that simple? Isn't that too disrespectful to this magic weapon?"

"Mom! We are your own sons, the result of your ten months of pregnancy! Are you really willing to let us stab you in the heart?"

"What do you know? This is called, this is called, what is this called?" Ms. Dong couldn't think of any words to describe it for a moment. Anyway, she knew that one must be 100% pious when treating the immortal instruments, otherwise it would be disrespectful to the instruments!

Nan Huai first picked up the fruit knife that Ms. Dong brought, and swiftly scratched his left middle finger. Blood immediately came out. He picked up the ring and blood dripped onto it. The blood was quickly washed away by the ring. The next moment, there were more things in Nan Huai's stone sea. It was just that the impact was too great for a moment, and his head was dizzy. But after a while, he got used to this feeling. As his consciousness returned to clarity, he saw the interior of the ring space. It was very large, so large that it could accommodate a luxurious villa. He was very familiar with this villa. It was on the South China Sea, on their holiday island. His parents built a villa for them and his brothers. Every piece of furniture and decoration in the villa was exactly the same. "This...!"