Chapter 28 Chapter 28 "Do you still remember, after that you...
Yao Ning felt his heart being lifted up, and his breathing suddenly became very light.
Shen Qian is in imminent danger.
These words were all lingering in her mind.
But she quickly calmed down, her breathing became steady, she lowered her eyes, and played with the belt around her waist with her fingers.
Meng Yaoguang was surprised: "Aren't you worried?"
Yao Ning smiled and said, "Since Senior Sister Meng said it was three days ago, she must be out of danger now."
The Xuanqing Sect was in its heyday, and the Beiming Sect had been passed down from generation to generation. With the combined strength of the two major sects, there were countless natural treasures. Meng Yaoguang's calm tone just now was enough to prove that Chen Qian was fine.
"Are you going to see him?" Meng Yaoguang thought of Wang Mianzhi and hurriedly said, "I'll go with you. If Wang Mianzhi says even one disrespectful word again, offending my best friend, then he's offending me, Meng Yaoguang. Even if I beat him up, I don't think my parents would blame me."
Yao Ning stood up and slowly walked to the edge of the cliff. Looking at the clouds and mist swirling below, he whispered, "Senior Sister Meng..."
"Just call me Yaoguang, that's what my relatives and I call me."
"...Yaoguang." Yao Ning spat out those two words, and she felt as if a torrent of time was pouring down. She calmed herself down and said, "I'm not going."
"Why?"
"Shen Qian and I are no longer Taoist companions."
Meng Yaoguang sat up straight: "Why?"
Yao Ning opened her mouth. She wanted to tell Meng Yaoguang that because Shen Qian didn't love him, she was tired and no longer wanted to be his Taoist partner.
But she couldn't say it, she was afraid that Meng Yaoguang would look down on her.
Since Chen Qian didn't love Yao Guang, she also disdained to love him.
Chen Qian doesn't love Yao Ning either, but Yao Ning is shameless, persistent and has wild ideas.
She could not care about other people's opinions, but she could not care about Meng Yaoguang's opinion.
Yao Ning had always admired and longed for Meng Yaoguang. Just now, this godlike woman took her hand and said that Yao Ning would be her good friend from now on.
A fiery red maple leaf swirled down, reflected in Yao Ning's dark eyes, like a drop of blood and tears.
The corners of her mouth curled up into a pale smile, and she whispered, "Because I don't love him anymore."
Meng Yaoguang stood up suddenly, walked over to Yao Ning in two or three steps, stared at her profile, and asked suspiciously, "Really? Are you saying this in anger? What exactly happened between you two?"
Yao Ning turned to look at her, smiling faintly, with a hint of indifference that he himself didn't even notice: "Really."
Her voice trembled a little, but she quickly concealed it. "I used to be deeply in love with him, but as time went on, I realized he was just a cold and boring man. He was just born with a good appearance, no different from other vulgar men in the world."
She tilted her head slightly, and out of the corner of her eye she looked at the red leaf that had fallen off the cliff and was swallowed by the sea of clouds. She was proud and indifferent, "So, I'm tired of it."
Meng Yaoguang looked at Yao Ning's profile quietly. "When we rushed here that day, even though we were far away, we could still see clearly that Chen Qian was seriously injured because he was trying to save you."
She hesitated and said, "Even if you don't want him anymore, he almost died for you. Don't you want to go and take a look?"
"Really?" Yao Ning thought of the day when the two of them fell from the sky, and Chen Qian whispered in her ear, asking her to cut off the Dao Couple Seal. Her eyes turned cold, and she shook her head and said, "One life for another, even if it means we owe each other nothing from now on."
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Three days ago, Beiming Sect.
Two figures walked quickly into the room, bringing up a gust of wind and lifting the hanging veil.
The bead curtain rises and falls, the crystal beads bounce and sway, and the soft gold and green light and shadows are scattered, just like the anxious mood of the people inside.
Wang Mianzhi heard the voices and hurried forward: "Uncle Gu, Sister Chu, you are finally here!"
Gu Wuchen walked a few steps to the bed, took a deep breath, and then lifted the dark-patterned silk curtain with a slight trembling. He saw that the person lying under the brocade quilt had a pale face, his rosy lips had lost their color, and his sword-like brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was trapped in a nightmare from which he could not wake up.
The room was shrouded in the transparent barrier of the Xunfeng Seal, with intricate and ancient patterns flowing on it. Shangran sat dignifiedly on one side, a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and he was closing his eyes tightly to maintain the operation of the Xunfeng Seal.
A thin little girl stood beside him, her peach blossom eyes staring at Shang Linran. The room was in chaos and no one knew when she came in.
The Beiming Sect's water-blue formation and the Xunfeng Seal were superimposed, and countless spiritual energies gathered here, but the face of the person on the bed was still pale.
Wang Mianzhi hurriedly asked, "Master Gu, do you have any ideas?"
Gu Wuchen gently lowered the silk curtain, walked away, and shook his head with a sullen face.
Wang Mianzhi felt as if someone had poured a basin of cold water over his head. The hope in his eyes was extinguished at once. He sat down dejectedly on the chair, covering his forehead.
Gu Wuchen asked: "How did he get injured like this?"
Wang Mianzhi's voice was filled with tears: "I don't know, I don't know... When I rushed over, I saw a huge hole in his chest. Inside, there was a piece of his heart missing."
Gu Wuchen raised his head suddenly: "What did you say?!"
The heart and soul of a cultivator are connected. Chen Qian's heart was missing a piece, and his soul was seriously damaged. But at this moment, he was still trying his best, and he mobilized his spiritual power desperately to block the fatal knife of Bai Su, the guardian of the Demon Lord, at an almost impossible speed.
His body was instantly broken and shattered due to exceeding the load of his cultivation, and blood instantly dyed his white clothes red, but he seemed unaware of it and continued to face Bai Su's crazy and desperate attacks.
It was not until Yao Ning broke through that he finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell from the sky like a dead butterfly with all its vitality drained away.
If Shang Linran had not been nearby and used the Xunfeng Seal to stabilize his soul and repair his broken body in time, Chen Qian would have died long ago.
Ling Feng's medical skills were the best in the nine continents, but he was only able to keep the patient alive.
It is like a moth flying into a flame.
He himself was seeking death.
In the silence of the room, Wang Mianzhi suddenly thought of something: "Master Gu, Yao... Sister-in-law, didn't Sister-in-law fall into a lower realm before, and was her soul also damaged?"
Gu Wuchen sighed: "Aning's injury wasn't this serious that time."
Wang Mianzhi hung his head in disappointment, paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, and said irritably: "Is there no other way? Are we just going to let him die like this? My brother can't die, he can't die..."
As Wang Mianzhi spoke, his pace slowed down. As if thinking of something, he suddenly looked up at Gu Wuchen and said, "...Death, Uncle Gu, didn't my brother almost die once when he fell into a lower realm?"
Gu Wuchen was stunned and thought of something.
Wang Mianzhi was overjoyed and said hurriedly, "Really? That was four or five years ago? When he broke through to the Spiritual Transformation Realm, he fell back before the thunder tribulation even struck. His spirit and soul were severely damaged, and he was in a coma for several months. Everyone said he wouldn't live long, including my parents. I cried for several days..."
Gu Wuchen frowned and looked at Wang Mianzhi with a complicated expression.
Wang Mianzhi was still immersed in the sudden joy, and without paying attention to etiquette, he grabbed Gu Wuchen's sleeve and said, "Uncle Gu, it was a disciple of your sect who brought back the secret elixir. That elixir can heal injuries to the soul. You, you..."
As he spoke, Wang Mianzhi seemed to realize something, and his joy gradually turned into panic. He swallowed his saliva and said, "You, do you still have any?"
Gu Wuchen turned his face away, unable to bear seeing the loss in the boy's eyes.
"No more?"
Wang Mianzhi's nose turned red and tears gathered in his eyes.
"It's not gone." After a long while, Gu Wuchen sighed, "That pill was retrieved from the secret realm by Aning at the cost of his life. There is only one in the world."
"W-what?" Wang Mianzhi's eyes were dim. "Wasn't it an ordinary disciple who picked it up by chance in the secret realm? How could it be her..."
A cold, level voice interrupted, "In the ancient secret realm, there's only one Nirvana Pill protected by a giant python. Besides Aning, who else has the ability and courage to bring it back?"
Wang Mianzhi raised his head and looked at Chu Liangxiu, who tilted his head: "Chen Qian told you that he was just an ordinary little disciple who found it by chance?"
Wang Mianzhi couldn't help but take two steps back under Chu Liangxiu's gaze.
It wasn't Shen Qian who told him.
But he was there at the time.
The young disciple's cultivation was mediocre. He said that his fellow disciple had accidentally found it in the secret realm, and asked him to bring it back to the seriously injured Senior Brother Shen before he died.
At that time, the ancient secret realm happened to be open once every sixty years, and a group of disciples from the Xuanqing Sect did enter the secret realm to train and search for treasures. Several low-level disciples were injured by the ferocious beasts in the secret realm, and three of them died on the spot.
The young disciple looked honest and sincere, and it was unlikely he was lying. Treasure hunting in secret realms wasn't just about cultivation; sometimes, chance was also important. So when he said a fellow disciple had stumbled upon the find, Chen Qian and Wang Mianzhi didn't suspect anything.
Wang Mianzhi's lips trembled: "That little disciple said it..."
Before he could finish his words, a heart-wrenching cough suddenly came from the bed curtain, and a pale hand with bulging veins suddenly pulled the gauze curtain.
Everyone was shocked and rushed forward.
Chen Qian woke up at some point. He tightly grasped Gu Wuchen's hand, with coughed-up blood on his pale face. The shocking contrast between his icy face and the bright red blood made everyone's heart suffocate.
There was another violent cough that involved the lungs, and spots of bright red blood fell on Su Jie's pillow and quilt. There seemed to be blood in Chen Qian's eyes, and he stared at Gu Wuchen, enunciating every word.
"Master, what did you say?"
Gu Wuchen understood in an instant.
Chen Qian didn't know.
He was stunned, not knowing how to explain for a moment.
The light in Chen Qian's eyes shook violently, as if a building was about to collapse or a mountain was crumbling. Tears slowly appeared in those usually indifferent eyes.
Gu Wuchen took two steps back, as if he was frightened by such a heavy weight.
Chen Qian didn't have much strength to begin with, and when Gu Wuchen retreated, his hands fell dejectedly on the bed, and the gauze curtain fell, covering Chen Qian's face.
Wang Mianzhi wanted to go forward, but he saw a flash of light through the misty gauze.
Then there was a "pop" sound, like a small drop of water falling on a silk quilt and breaking into several petals.
It was clearly a very light sound, but it made Wang Mianzhi stand still as if struck by lightning, not daring to take another step forward.
A white shadow passed by him, and before anyone could react, Chu Liangxiu opened the tent and grabbed Chen Qian's collar with one hand and lifted him up.
Her snow-white hair flowed down to her ankles. She was dressed in white, with cold eyes and an expressionless face.
The voice lacked ups and downs, like an ice-covered river, cold and indifferent.
"Chen Qian, the sect leader said that the person who risked his life to enter the secret realm, killed the big snake, and brought back the life-saving elixir for you was Yao Ning."
She turned her back to everyone, blocking their sight, so no one could see Chen Qian's expression.
In the dead silence of the room, Chu Liangxiu spoke again. Her voice was indifferent and detached, like the sound of a piano from another world.
"Do you remember what the first thing you said when you saw her again after that?"
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