Leng Yan held the Su Chen sword tightly in her hand and didn't have time to care about the severe pain coming from her internal organs. She used the blood between her eyebrows as a guide and began to draw a formation on the ground with blood.

As the formation was completed, a golden barrier enveloped them. The next second, thunder struck the barrier. Leng Yan stared at the operation of the formation under Xing Luo and the other man. The formation was lit with an ominous red light.

Thunder roared in his ears, but the formation was running slowly and steadily. Seeing this, Leng Yan couldn't help but feel a strange emotion in his heart.

But because of this, her face was as calm as water and her heart was calm. When the barrier shattered and the thunder struck her, Leng Yan did not dodge but looked up at the thunder striking her.

As her spiritual power dissipated, the heavenly thunder fell on her again, but this time it was different from the previous one. The heavenly thunder went straight into her body between her eyebrows.

When the thunder entered his body, Leng Yan could no longer hold back and vomited a large mouthful of blood. Then he felt a sharp pain in his head, and a blood-red mark of the red spider lily appeared between his eyebrows.

The next second, Leng Yan's eyes went dark and she fainted. When Qingyu and the others finally broke through the barrier and reached Leng Yan, the thick clouds in the sky had already dispersed long ago.

Leng Yan was lying on the ground with her silver hair loose with a few strands scattered on her forehead. Beside her were the Su Chen Sword and the Soul Lamp. There was no damage on the Soul Lamp, but the soul inside it had long disappeared.

At this time, the Heavenly Dao had just sent the two of them to reincarnate. If he had not controlled Leng Yan at that time, Leng Yan would definitely not stand there to be struck by the thunder, and he would not have been able to take the opportunity of knocking Leng Yan unconscious to send the two of them to reincarnate.

He felt relieved when he saw Qingyu and the others beside Leng Yan, but because of this incident, Leng Yan was punished by heaven and his cultivation level could no longer be improved.

At this time, Qingyu picked up Leng Yan from the ground, and then the three of them went to the sect master's Qingfeng Hall. After placing Leng Yan on the couch, they took Leng Yan's pulse and asked the servants to help him drink medicine to confirm that he had only suffered some internal injuries before they felt relieved.

After his nerves relaxed, his eyes involuntarily fell on the red spider lily pattern between his eyebrows. Qingyu whispered, "How beautiful!" The other two heard and agreed.

Leng Yan woke up in the evening. She rubbed her temples and felt as if she had forgotten something, but she just couldn't remember what it was. She tried to think about it, but her mind went blank the next second.

What was she thinking about just now?

Just at this moment, a voice as gentle as jade came from beside him: "Yan'er, are you feeling better?"

Leng Yan followed the sound and saw Qingyu's smiling face. Then she looked beside him and saw Han Qing and Gong Cang.

Seeing that it was them, Leng Yan couldn't help but frowned and asked: "What's the matter?" Han Qing handed Leng Yan a water mirror. Leng Yan took it and then saw the red spider lily pattern on her forehead in the mirror.

She said to them calmly: "If everything is fine, go back. I still have sect affairs to deal with." Seeing that there was no surprise in Leng Yan's eyes, Han Qing looked at her with inquiry, wondering if she really didn't care, or was she just pretending to be calm.

Leng Yan frowned slightly when she saw this, and then she heard Han Qing say: "Yan'er, do you know that with this mark, your cultivation will never be able to improve in the future." His tone lost its usual harshness and coldness, and instead had a hint of tenderness and joy.

Or perhaps he always smiled when talking to Leng Yan.

Hearing this, Leng Yan casually glanced at the three of them, then chuckled and said, "So what?"

Han Qing raised an eyebrow and said with interest: "Oh, it seems Yan'er had anticipated this. But Yan'er, what on earth did you do to deserve this divine punishment?"

Leng Yan said indifferently, "What does it have to do with you?"

"I say again, get out."

Qingyu sighed helplessly and said, "Since Yan'er doesn't want to see us, let's go." Then he stood up and walked out. The other two saw Qingyu leaving and looked back at Leng Yan. Seeing that she was lowering her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking, they retracted their gazes and walked out.

After the three people left, Leng Yan stretched out her fingertips to touch the red spider lily between her eyebrows, lowering her eyes to think.

Now that Qingyu and the others have learned that her cultivation can no longer improve, I'm afraid I'll have to be even more careful from now on.

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After a long time, Leng Yan lifted the quilt, got up from the bed, and when her bare feet touched the cold jade floor, the coldness brought her back to her senses.

She sat back in her seat and continued to review the documents on the desk with her red pen.

At this time, the three people in Qingyu Residence sat around the table. The first one to speak was Gong Cang. He had been silent in the hall just now and was observing Leng Yan to see if there was anything unusual.

Only then did he speak, "A month ago, Yan'er asked me for an ancient book about resurrection. I didn't think much of it at the time, just thinking she was interested. I never expected that she would be punished by heaven for it."

After listening to him, Qingyu tapped the tabletop with her fingertips for a long time before speaking: "What do you think Yan'er wants to revive? Or who does she want to revive?"

After this was said, the other two frowned and thought deeply, finally shaking their heads to indicate that they didn't know. In the end, this topic ended in vain. Suddenly, Han Qing seemed to remember something and looked at Qingyu.

He said, "I remember that Senior Brother left a heart-to-heart pendant on Yan'er. How come Senior Brother didn't notice Yan'er's behavior today? Where did Senior Brother go and what was he doing?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere instantly became tense. Gong Cang also stared at Qingyu. It seemed that the two of them wanted Qingyu to give an answer today before they would give up. After all, Wen Shi went to see Qingyu specifically before leaving the main gate.

Feeling the scrutiny in the two people's eyes, Qingyu spread his hands slightly and replied with a smile: "How should I know? You should go and ask your senior brother in person, right?" After saying that, he glanced at the two people lightly, with a hint of gloom in his eyes.

Leng Yan guessed that the three of them should have finished arguing, so she called Qingyu and asked him to come to Qingfeng Palace.

Qingyu answered the call and stood up to leave, but Han Qing called out to him from behind, "Brother, let's compete fairly."

Qingyu glanced sideways at Han Qingqing and then said, "Junior brother, come first, then come last. Don't you understand?"

Han Qing's hands clenched in his sleeves until their joints turned pale. He looked at Qingyu's departing figure with a gloomy look and said, "Then we'll see."

Qingyu's mocking voice carried on the wind: "Junior brother, be careful not to get too excited and lose your mind." Hearing this, Han Qing became even angrier, but had no choice but to suppress his emotions and watched Qingyu leave.

After Qingyu left, Han Qing turned to look at Gong Cang beside him and said, "Shall we form an alliance?" Gong Cang casually blew away the foam in his teacup, took a sip, and then looked at Han Qing and said, "Brother, what good is there in forming an alliance with you? Besides, only those without ability need an alliance."

After saying this, he put down the teacup, stood up and left, the silver jewelry on his body making crisp sounds as he walked.

They are such a group of people, extremely selfish, seeking only profit, and extremely arrogant. They are always the ones who understand each other the most.

because,

They are the same kind.