Chapter 66 Chapter 66 (Revised) Social death can also change the rabbit demon...
The convoy drove forward along the designated route. Since that day, Jiang Yan and Gu Jingyun rarely sneaked out to see the mountains, rivers and beautiful scenery.
Gu Jingyun had no choice but to order his subordinates to speed up.
In just a few days, the speed doubled.
Now, we are about to cross Xizhou and arrive at the edge city of Zhongzhou.
During this period, Jiang Yan has been in a state of autism.
You can let him do anything except playing the flute.
Whenever Gu Jingyun came to look for him, Jiang Yan would behave himself. He would come as soon as he was called and would answer any questions he was asked. He would not ignore anyone even though he had heard them.
When the Tianlong Guards wanted to report official business and asked him to make decisions, Jiang Yan handled the matter impartially as usual and never took his anger out on others.
There is only one thing.
No one can mention the words "flute", "qin", "music", etc. Once mentioned, Jiang Yan will immediately change from "aural hearing" to "impaired hearing".
The rest of the time I just practice. I used to read books and play chess, but now I don’t even want to read.
Only by entering into flow meditation with all your heart and soul will you not have any extra thoughts paying attention to previous events.
Maybe it was a blessing in disguise, or maybe Jiang Yan turned his grief into strength.
While giving his all and not wasting even a second, Jiang Yan unexpectedly made a breakthrough on the way, shocking everyone.
Gu Jingyun was there to protect him.
Fortunately, everything went well.
An hour later, Jiang Yan opened his eyes, and a mighty spiritual pressure announced that he had successfully broken through to the Nascent Soul stage.
"Congratulations, Immortal Lord! Congratulations, Immortal Lord!" the Heavenly Wolf Guards said in unison.
Gu Jingyun smiled and said, "There are only two 23-year-old Nascent Soul cultivators in the world in the past thousand years. A Yan must be a genius cultivator with natural immortal bones, one in a million."
Jiang Yan was still sitting on the ground, looking up, and asked curiously, "Who is the other person?"
Gu Jingyun smiled and pointed at himself with his backhand.
Jiang Yan: “.”
No wonder the four words "Xian Gu Tian Cheng" sound so familiar.
The Sirius Guards were whispering to each other, and Jiang Yan listened in. Almost all of their words expressed amazement and surprise at how he had become a Nascent Soul cultivator at such a young age.
Only Gu Jingyun.
Jiang Yan stood up with his hand, and he rubbed his head.
The man kissed his cheek and said gently, "Thank you for your hard work in training."
Jiang Yan was slightly startled.
"…It's not hard." He whispered.
"It's hard." Gu Jingyun said, "Isn't it hard to train in the coldest days of winter and the hottest days of summer? Didn't you say that before you practiced the Hehuan technique, the two forces conflicted and your meridians would hurt?"
Jiang Yan pursed his lips.
Gu Jingyun asked: "Did you feel any pain in your meridians when you broke through just now?"
Jiang Yan shook his head gently: "It doesn't hurt anymore."
At least not yet.
Gu Jingyun leaned over and kissed Jiang Yan's right cheek again.
"Nothing is wrong."
I was kissed on both sides.
Jiang Yan covered his kissed cheek with his hands, hesitated for a moment, and went back into the car.
"Hurry up." Jiang Yan urged, "Why don't you continue on your journey?"
Gu Jingyun laughed a few times.
Jiang Yan's ears felt hot because of his laughter.
The convoy soon moved on.
But Jiang Yan sat by the window, feeling a little melancholy.
Although others were praising him, he did not see any reason to be proud.
Two years ago, his master taught him the Hehuan technique. Jiang Yan mastered it after practicing it for a short time and was able to apply it to his entire life - except for the part that required practice in bed.
The fusion of magic power and spiritual power promoted each other, allowing him to easily break through to the middle stage of Golden Core on the spot.
Jiang Yan is extremely talented, has a good understanding, and is diligent enough.
After two years of accumulation, he has already reached the half-step Nascent Soul stage.
It might take others dozens or even hundreds of years to go from Jindan to Yuanying, but Jiang Yan only took two years. If he hadn't spent most of his energy on developing an antidote last year, he would have already made a breakthrough and wouldn't have waited until now.
Jiang Yan is only in his twenties, but he is already a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Who wouldn’t praise him as a chosen one after hearing this?
But others only know the superficial glory and are unaware of the hardships behind it.
It seems that all the hardships of the first twenty years of cultivation were to pave the way for the past two years.
In the magic continent where spiritual energy is scarce, it takes a lot of hardship to cultivate to the golden elixir level. You also have to be wary of the "fight" between magic power and spiritual power.
The meridians are painful all the time, but there is no other way but to endure it.
...It is indeed bitter.
Apart from his parents, no one else would care about him so much.
Only Gu Jingyun.
Only Gu Jingyun.
I would ask the last question - "Are you suffering? Are you still in pain?"
Jiang Yan was feeling lost in thought when the corners of his clothes were suddenly pulled twice.
Turn around and take a look.
Gu Jingyun tentatively asked him if he wanted to play piano and flute together.
Jiang Yan: “…”
This is not necessary!!
Jiang Yan rubbed his ears, pretending to be hearing-impaired, and anxiously shouted: "Ah? What are you talking about, brother? I can't hear, so I can't play the flute or the piano!"
Gu Jingyun: “…”
Sirius Guards: "..."
Are you trying to cover up your mistakes?
Seems kind of cute.
When Gu Jingyun mentioned it again, Jiang Yan covered his ears and stared at him expressionlessly.
No matter how Gu Jingyun coaxed her, it was useless.
Jiang Yan felt ashamed and wanted to pretend to be dead.
She no longer dared to take out the jade flute given by the young master to play with it all the time, let alone hang it around her waist. Instead, she found a box, carefully wrapped it in a soft towel, put it in the box and locked it up.
It's not that I dislike or don't value it, but...
When I see it, I recall a lot of embarrassing memories that I wish I could clear with one click.
That was sent by Gu Jingyun, full of brotherly love. Jiang Yan would never throw it into the Sumeru Ring and never see it again.
But...
He really needs some time to calm down!
Jiang Yan couldn't tell how many times this had happened.
During his free time or when it was late at night, Jiang Yan's brain would always work uncontrollably and he would involuntarily recall those scenes.
[He confidently said to Gu Jingyun on the other side of the two-way mirror: "I am very good at playing the flute. Everyone praises my flute for being very beautiful and able to move birds, animals and creatures!"]
[He asked his master in confusion: "Why did Elder Yu say that the sound of my flute was full of murderous intent? What I played was clearly a lullaby."]
[The Sirius Guards clapped madly with tense faces: "It sounds good! It sounds great!"]
There was also the truth that the villagers accidentally said: "It sounded so bad that I almost thought the Black and White Impermanence had come to pick someone up."
Jiang Yan: “…………”
Stop your brain! !
Don’t think about it!
No wonder the tribe’s music teacher didn’t allow him to play music outside. It turned out that he was afraid that someone would let the cat out of the bag.
No wonder everyone's expressions become strange every time they hear him play the flute.
It turned out that he was torturing everyone.
Jiang Yan's mood was extremely complicated. He felt ashamed and moved, moved but dared not move.
After all, everyone's love for him is real.
But his social death is also real.
That day, everyone finally arrived at Yizhou City before sunset.
Yizhou City is a border city between Xizhou and Zhongzhou. It is relatively remote but very prosperous.
Most of the people coming and going are monks, and they are a mixed bunch.
Because it is far away from the center and is located at the junction of two continents, there is still dispute over which side should have jurisdiction over the monks in the city.
Without the assistance of the law enforcement team from the cultivation world, the king's law can only govern mortals but not cultivators.
Occasionally, there would be monks fighting openly in the streets, which would be impossible in other cities.
Most mortals are afraid of immortal magic. Except for those who have been from Yizhou for generations, few outsiders come to Yizhou to settle down.
In addition, most of them are businessmen looking for business opportunities and doing transactions, or people who want to embark on the path of immortality and are curious about cultivation.
Gu Jingyun would naturally not be afraid of the chaotic city in the eyes of others.
But he knew that Jiang Yan didn't understand, so before entering the city, he explained the situation in the city to him in detail, fearing that he would be bullied in a place he didn't notice.
Jiang Yan nodded, indicating that he had taken note of it.
There are many branches of Yuyuan Chamber of Commerce in Yizhou City. Since you need to come into the city to rest, it is naturally more comfortable to stay in your own place.
The shopkeeper here is named Cao. He received the news early and reserved the best room in advance. He was anxiously waiting for the client to arrive behind the counter.
Hearing that the young master had arrived, he hurried over with his servants to greet him.
He had never seen Jiang Yan before, but he still bravely glanced at him cautiously a few times, with surprise flashing in his eyes.
I have never seen such a good-looking person!
Like a fairy!
"Cough." Song Hua coughed as a warning.
Shopkeeper Cao came back to his senses instantly, noticing the young master's increasingly hostile look, and broke out in a cold sweat.
He quickly apologized, lowered his head and dared not look any further, and led the person directly to the room.
That night.
Jiang Yan forced himself not to recall any embarrassing past events.
He turned over in his bed and tried to fall into a sweet sleep.
When I was groggy, a very clear sentence suddenly flashed through my mind:
——"I play the flute beautifully!"
The sleepiness disappeared without a trace.
Jiang Yan jumped up from the bed and ran around the room with his head in his hands.
He lowered his voice and said painfully:
“Forget it now! Don’t think about it anymore!!”
Outside the door.
Gu Jingyun, who came in person with a tray to deliver the midnight snack, stopped in an emergency as he was about to knock on the door.
He pretended not to hear anything, came silently, and left quietly.
He held his breath the entire time, not even the slightest sound of the dishes and chopsticks colliding together was heard.
Jiang Yan was busy hypnotizing himself in the bedroom and didn't notice anything.
Half an hour later.
Gu Jingyun left and came back.
The young master knocked on the door gently and asked loudly, "Ayan, are you asleep?"
There was silence in the bedroom. After a while, the young man replied, "Not yet. Is there anything I can do for you, brother?"
The voice is clear and the tone is calm.
It was as if the person who collapsed and ran away in the house half an hour ago was not him.
Gu Jingyun curled his lips, then quickly suppressed them.
"There is sweet soup, would you like some?"
When Jiang Yan thought of the sweet taste, his mouth began to water and his stomach growled slightly.
I feel a little hungry.
But he had just recovered and didn't want to see Gu Jingyun, lest he fall into the vortex of social death again. He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.
Jiang Yan said stubbornly: "...I'm not hungry, please help yourself, brother."
"What about carrots?" Gu Jingyun asked.
"No need." Jiang Yan still refused.
Vegetarian dishes like radish are usually quite enjoyable to eat.
At times like this, it would be better to order a roast duck or roast chicken. Perhaps the aroma of the fish and meat can cover up your worries.
But others don't think so.
The smile disappeared from Gu Jingyun's eyes and his brows were furrowed.
A rabbit doesn't want to eat carrots anymore!
As his mind turned, Gu Jingyun changed his words and said, "Brother is hungry, and it's hard to eat without someone to accompany me. Can Ayan accompany me?"
"..." Jiang Yan compromised, "Okay."
Jiang Yan opened the door and let Gu Jingyun in, followed by two Tianlang Guards.
Jiang Yan said nothing and watched the small table outside being filled with delicious food within three seconds.
A closer look revealed that this was not a midnight snack, but a radish feast. There were all kinds of dishes, and it was simply dazzling.
Jiang Yan was stunned.
Where did this chef come from? How can he make flowers out of carrots!
Gu Jingyun: "There are too many dishes. Ayan, please help me share some of the burden."
Jiang Yan: “…”
No, he wants to eat chicken legs.
Jiang Yan pushed the plate of carrots away and politely declined: "No, I'll just watch you eat it."
Gu Jingyun: “…………”
——Ayan was so upset that he had no appetite even for the radish banquet!
Gu Jingyun ate the radish prepared for Jiang Yan very slowly, one bite at a time.
It's a bit difficult.
The young master likes meat and has no interest in vegetarian food.
The radish banquet and the like are still a bit too light.
Gu Jingyun took a few bites without tasting the food.
Jiang Yan couldn't help but ask quietly: "...Where's my sweet soup?"
"!!" Gu Jingyun immediately stood up, stood up, and shouted loudly: "The Immortal Lord's sweet soup! Bring it up quickly!"
The Sirius Guards were equally overjoyed, and rushed in like lightning. They only gently shook the soup in the bowl, without spilling a drop, showing that their hands were extremely steady.
Jiang Yan took it with a stern face, said thank you out of habit, and drank slowly with the spoon in his hand.
Gu Jingyun probed: "Do you want some radish?"
"don't want."
Jiang Yan wondered what was wrong with Gu Jingyun today. He seemed to want him to eat radishes.
Is this some kind of panacea that can change the past with just one sip?
If it were a magic potion that could make people lose their memory, he hoped that everyone would take a bite and forget the stupid things he had done.
...but I can’t eat it myself.
Lest his memory be lost, he go back to that “confident” state.
Gu Jingyun had been observing Jiang Yan for a long time. He could tell that Jiang Yan wanted something but was not sure how to ask for it - in short, it was not a carrot.
He simply said, "Ayan, do you want to eat something? Let the kitchen prepare it."
Jiang Yan was confused: "It's already midnight, why is there still someone on duty in the kitchen of the inn?"
Gu Jingyun: "Because I have money."
Jiang Yan: “…”
What a simple and unpretentious reason.
Jiang Yan hesitated for a few seconds, but under Gu Jingyun's encouraging gaze, he made up his mind.
He's going to have a feast tonight!
Jiang Yan immediately ordered a bunch of meat dishes and a pot of wine. He ate until he forgot himself and drank until he was drunk.
Trying to get rid of all my worries by getting drunk.
The radish banquet was taken away the same way it was served.
Jiang Yan felt sleepy when he drank too much. He didn't make any noise. He just threw himself on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Gu Jingyun helped the drunk Jiang Yan into bed, stayed by his side all night, and thought with a serious expression all night.
Could it be that social death can change the rabbit monster's diet?
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