Chapter 30 Peach Blossom (Catching Bugs)
In an instant, the vague scene that had been suppressed but still remembered in his dream reappeared in front of Lu Fei's eyes.
Jian An Ning continued, "Your senior brother said that he wants to live forever and witness the vicissitudes of life."
"And I can be sure that your second senior sister must have completely different ideas."
"So what do you want?"
Lu Fei's mind was blank, but he could feel that in those forgotten memories, he had been pursuing something.
That's why he spared no effort and came to Zhongzhou from Dongchang.
But his originally unobstructed thoughts were blocked when he recalled, as if someone had forcefully driven a nail into the smooth road.
He subconsciously looked at Jian An Ning, his eyes unconsciously filled with a plea for help.
Jian Anning: It’s no use looking at me?
Jian An Ning scratched his head and guessed, "Most of the children of aristocratic families come to Qingyun Sect to become more powerful."
But Lu Fei denied this.
Although his memory was flawed, he could hear the vague voice in his heart, which was a not-so-grand pursuit.
Lu Fei subconsciously looked around.
This is his residence, a small but cozy room. At this moment, the doors and windows are open, and the spring breeze blows gently from outside the door and window.
Through the doors and windows, one can see the trees on Yuxuan Peak becoming increasingly green, and the peach blossoms gradually blooming on the branches. In an instant, Lu Feifu was enlightened.
He wanted to give Jane An Ning a peach blossom.
He thought so and did so.
Jian An Ning only saw Lu Fei suddenly walk out quickly. She was a little puzzled when she saw him pick a peach blossom from outside and then give it to her.
"Is this what you wanted?"
Jane Anning looked at the soft petals and asked with a chuckle.
Lu Fei nodded, extremely certain.
"Then help me put it on."
Jian An Ning sat on the edge of the bed, showing Lu Fei her long hair that looked like black satin.
Lu Fei was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting Jian An Ning's reaction. He stared at the black hair for a long time, and finally pinned the peach blossom on her ear.
"Does it look good?"
Jian An Ning smiled slightly and turned to look at him, her face as red as the peach blossoms.
It was obviously just an ordinary question, but Lu Fei felt that it was wrong to answer it, and it was also wrong not to answer it.
But the cheeks were still rising with an alarming heat.
This seemed a bit strange to Jane Anning.
What is he blushing about?
Jane Anning was conscious that she had not done anything strange, and unconsciously revealed a confused look.
“Isn’t it ugly?”
She fiddled with the peach blossom beside her temples.
Lu Fei almost didn't dare to look at it anymore, she just lowered her head and said softly: "No, it's beautiful."
Jian Anning's smile instantly became brighter, and she said, "I told you!"
She took out a bronze mirror from her bosom and looked at herself in the mirror with joy.
Lu Fei felt his movement and secretly raised the corner of his eye. Even so, he did not dare to look directly at Jian An Ning herself, but looked at the bronze mirror.
The woman in the mirror was as beautiful as Jane Anning, except that she had no peach blossoms on her temples.
Another place on Yuxuan Peak.
The peach blossoms in front of Jiang Tan's cave had already blossomed.
Fan Qingyue walked through the blazing peach blossom forest, gently knocked on the barrier of Jiang Tan's cave, and said, "It's me."
Fan Qingyue had already agreed with Jiang Tan that they would meet again after answering his junior brother's questions.
But there was no sound in Jiang Tan's cave.
This made Fan Qingyue feel quite strange.
So he pressed the button a few more times, but there was no response from Jiang Tan in the cave.
Fan Qingyue began to feel something was wrong. His junior sister had always been a trustworthy person.
He frowned and took out a triangular talisman from the storage bag on his waist.
That was the pass to her cave that Jiang Tan gave him.
Jiang Tan said at that time that his master was at the Nascent Soul stage, and if there was an extremely urgent situation, he could break through by force, but his strength was not enough, so he gave him this pass in case of emergency.
Fan Qingyue had never thought of entering Jiang Tan's cave before, but Jiang Tan's abnormality now seemed wrong no matter how he looked at it.
Fan Qingyue no longer hesitated and directly used the pass to open Jiang Tan's cave.
A cool air seeped out through the open gap, as if the cave was still experiencing the coldest days of winter.
Fan Qingyue didn't get upset and walked inside.
Jiang Tan fell directly onto the meditation cushion, and it seemed that something had gone wrong in his practice.
Fan Qingyue's heart suddenly tightened, and he hurried to Jiang Tan to check on her condition.
As soon as his spiritual power penetrated, he was shocked by the degree of chaos in Jiang Tan's spiritual power. It was like a tangled tangle of hemp rope that he couldn't find any clues about.
"Is this a case of obsession?"
Fan Qingyue did not dare to be careless. He picked up Jiang Tan and carried him horizontally, and rushed to Jian An Ning quickly.
At the same time, Lu Fei just noticed something unusual in the mirror. He found that the person in the mirror not only was not wearing peach blossoms, but also seemed to have noticed that he was looking at her.
Then, she gave him an ambiguous look.
Lu Fei was just about to ask.
But the next moment, Fan Qingyue's anxious voice was heard.
"Master, something happened to my junior sister!" Fan Qingyue said while gasping for breath.
"Huh?"
Jian An Ning didn't think about what problems her apprentice might encounter on Yuxuan Peak. She turned the bronze mirror upside down on the table and turned to check on Jiang Tan's condition.
This investigation made Jian An Ning look serious.
"Master, what's going on?" Fan Qingyue asked anxiously.
But Jian An Ning did not answer. Instead, she formed seals with her hands and cast an unknown spell. The light of the spell went straight into Jiang Tan's eyebrows.
In an instant, Jiang Tan spat out a mouthful of dark red blood.
Fan Qingyue's heart suddenly rose to his throat.
Fortunately, Jiang Tan woke up the next moment.
She looked at her surroundings and unconsciously covered her chest with her hands. There was a slight pain in her expression, coupled with her extremely cold face, which made her look particularly pitiful.
When Fan Qingyue saw Jiang Tan like this, his heart melted. All that was left was concern and love, and he forgot everything else.
But Jian An Ning smiled coldly and asked directly: "Tell me, how long have you been using that secret method?"
Jiang Tan looked confused and tried to get away with it.
"Your senior brother is just worried about you, but you can't hide it from your master," Jian An Ning crossed his arms, looked at her and continued, "I was saying, your talent is not much different from Qingyue's, how come your cultivation is so much higher?"
"It's probably the result of my daily practice." Jiang Tan's eyes drooped slightly, looking as if he was showing weakness, but he still refused to give in.
Jian An Ning chuckled and continued, "The higher the level of cultivation, the more enlightenment is needed, and the effect of hard training becomes less effective. After all, your master is also a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, not a fool."
The more Fan Qing listened, the more confused he became. However, he had a bad feeling in his heart, so he interrupted and asked, "What's wrong, Junior Sister?"
"Use secret methods to burn essence and blood, forcibly improve your cultivation level, and shorten the time of cultivation." Jian An Ning explained simply.
"Besides, it's been a long time. If you keep going on like this, it's your lifespan that's going to be burned."
"I'm not afraid of death." Jiang Tan finally gave a direct answer.
Jian An Ning really couldn't understand, "If you're not even afraid of death, why do you still practice this kind of thirst-quenching practice?"
"I'm afraid I can't beat Jiang Qing and kill Chu Qinghe."
Jiang Tan's words were powerful and resounding, and from her words alone one could see the resentment that had been buried deep in her heart for a long time.
Jian An Ning sighed. She knew a little about the grievances of the Jiang family in Yingzhou.
Jiang Zan, the head of the Jiang family, is not like Fan Guanfu, who killed countless people and was also a stud. He not only has a high level of cultivation, but is also upright and fair. He is not only well-known in Yingzhou, but even the cultivators of Qingyun Sect have heard of him.
It's a pity that his two children, Jiang Fuyue and Jiang Fuzhou, failed to fully inherit his talent, but the siblings get along well with each other.
The real big problems were caused by Jiang Fuyue's daughter Jiang Tan and Jiang Fuzhou's son Jiang Qing.
Jiang Tan and Jiang Qing were at odds with each other, to the point where Jiang Qing forcibly drove Jiang Tan out of Yingzhou. As the head of the Jiang family, Jiang Zan also acquiesced to his grandson's actions.
So Jiang Tan left his hometown and came to Qingyun Sect.
When she first arrived, she wanted to practice hard so that she could go back, so she went through all the trouble of becoming a disciple.
As for Chu Qinghe, Jian Anning also learned from other members of the Jiang family that the man was Jiang Tan's biological father.
That was probably another kind of emotion that was difficult to explain, but Jiang Tan's words really made Jian An Ning think of what was written in that tattered book, about her second disciple who killed his father and brother.
Jane Anning felt very uncomfortable.
She grabbed her hair, feeling a little crazy. She was really powerless to save the dying and the wounded. She couldn't think of a better way no matter how hard she tried, but she didn't want Jiang Tan to follow the path described in the book.
So, Jian Anning said to Fan Qingyue, "Go and invite the Sect Master and Elder Zhao to come and see what they think about Xiao Tan's situation."
Fan Qingyue agreed without hesitation.
Soon, Zhao Tan arrived, but his face looked heavy and he seemed powerless to help Jiang Tan's injuries.
Yun Zhongzi stroked his snow-white beard and said, "Your disciple's injury was caused by practicing the secret method of the aristocratic family's bloodline. Perhaps her family may have a way to heal her."
Jiang Tan's eyes suddenly lit up, as bright as a cold and sharp blade.
Jian An Ning could guess with her toes what Jiang Tan would do if he returned to Yingzhou this time. She would not allow everything in the world to develop according to the contents of the book.
"Xiao Tan is weak now," Jian An Ning cleared her throat and said to everyone present, "so this time it will still be a collective action from Yuxuan Peak."
Logically speaking, the disciples under her on Yuxuan Peak would not have any objections, and Yun Zhongzi was not the kind of person who would laugh at others.
But Jane Anning clearly heard the echoing laughter.
Who is laughing?
But if you listen carefully, it seems to be her own voice.
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