Zhang Fan tilted his head slightly: "I have many suitors."
Chi Fei, having drunk some wine, grew bolder: "I don't care. The clan leader is right. Love is an ethereal thing. As long as we understand each other at this moment, that's enough."
She held Zhang Fan in her hands and gave him a warm, wet kiss. The aroma of fruit wine mixed with Chi Fei's body fragrance, making one's blood and energy drop.
The two separated, and Chi Fei was panting heavily, her eyes were hazy and misty, her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were wet, like a pink bud waiting to bloom.
Chi Fei pushed Zhang Fan onto the bed and sat on him. Her skirt was very short, and her movements revealed her two long, slender legs, making her stunningly beautiful.
She leaned down and kissed him again, her hands groping Zhang Fan's body haphazardly, but without any apparent method.
Chi Fei became anxious: "Zhang Fan, teach me."
Zhang Fan smiled slightly, one hand gripping the back of Chi Fei's head tightly, and a gentle kiss swept over her like ocean waves, their lips and teeth touching, and Chi Fei quickly went limp.
Chi Fei tried hard to regain her senses, but it was in vain. She was like a rose slowly blooming.
Chi Fei bit Zhang Fan's chest haphazardly: "Zhang Fan, I'm going to die..."
Zhang Fan grinned mischievously: "You won't die!"
Chi Fei was about to speak, but she couldn't utter a single word; she was completely speechless.
Zhang Fan didn't let Chi Fei go until dawn was approaching and her voice was hoarse.
Chi Fei never knew her voice could be so sweet when she called out to someone. By the time it ended, she was already in a daze, and when she woke up, it was already the next evening.
Her friends surrounded her, and Chi Fei blushed, burying her face in the blanket, not daring to open her mouth.
Chi Mei: "Reproduction is a human instinct, there's no need to be ashamed."
Chi Fei, her face covered by the blanket, asked in a hoarse voice, "What brings you here?"
Chi Ju: "I was afraid you were in pain, so I got you some medicine. Zhang Fan went too far, torturing you like this on our first time. You must be injured, right?"
Chi Fei was a little embarrassed: "It doesn't seem to hurt very much."
"Really?" Chi Mei pulled back the covers, her eyes filled with curiosity.
Chi Fei blushed and nodded slightly. Chi Mei and the others exchanged glances, all seeing shock, surprise, and delight in each other's eyes. Zhang Fan was actually so fierce.
Since Zhang Fan is going to stay here for a few days anyway, they should take this opportunity to give it a try.
The group exchanged glances and rushed out the door...
Chi Fei was puzzled; what was wrong with them?
Zhang Fan went to find Ji Gan early in the morning; he still had many things he wanted to know the answers to.
He learned more about the relationships between these sects from Jigan.
Of the five major sects, the Sword Sect has been completely wiped out. The people of the Book Sect have always only known how to study and have long since become just like ordinary people. They have no contact with other sects, and it is unknown whether there are still any people in the sect.
There are now only three sects: the Buddhist sect, the Taoist sect, and the Miao sect.
The Kongmen sect is now down to just one person, who is quite old, just like the Daomeng sect is down to just one person, Jigan.
Ji Gan: "The Miao women are mainly skilled in using poison, so they have no chance of winning in battle. The only one who can truly fight against the Tianlong Sect is you alone."
Zhang Fan's eyes were resolute: "Even if I'm all alone, I will destroy the Heavenly Dragon Sect."
It's a fight to the death!
Today, Ji Gan taught Zhang Fan how to draw talismans.
Zhang Fan can draw some talismans. Ji Gan was unaware of Zhang Fan's abilities, so he asked Zhang Fan to demonstrate the talismans he knew.
Eavesdropping talisman, fire talisman, water talisman... Heavenly Thunder talisman.
Upon seeing the Heavenly Thunder Talisman, Ji Gan was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground.
That day, Jingxian was certain that he couldn't possibly learn it, but Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask, "Is it that difficult?"
Ji Gan swallowed hard: "Drawing talismans requires the infusion of spiritual power; otherwise, it's just an ordinary drawing."
The difficulty of talismans is divided into low, medium and high levels, and the higher the level, the more spiritual power is required.
The spiritual energy in a talisman requires the spiritual energy of the person drawing it, so cultivators who are not skilled enough cannot draw high-level talismans.
The Heavenly Thunder Talisman is a high-level talisman. Many cultivators may only be able to successfully draw one or two talismans in their entire lives.
Zhang Fan drew it casually, and it was a success.
Ji Gan praised Zhang Fan even more: "Let me tell you directly about some advanced talismans. Tell me which one you want to learn."
Without a second thought, Zhang Fan said, "I'll learn them all."
Ji Gan shook his head: "High-level talisman diagrams are complex. If you draw them wrong, you will suffer from qi deviation."
Zhang Fan: "I won't make a mistake in drawing."
Ji Gan glanced at Zhang Fan. Based on the Heavenly Thunder Talisman that Zhang Fan could draw so casually, he had no doubt about Zhang Fan's ability. He said with difficulty, "My body can't handle drawing so many talismans right now."
Zhang Fan: "You don't need to draw it. Just show me what you drew before and tell me about its effects."
Ji Gan felt that Zhang Fan was young and impetuous, so he chose a slightly more complicated talisman for Zhang Fan to explain.
He learned this talisman in three years, making him the fastest learner in the sect. He wanted Zhang Fan to quickly realize his own limitations.
"This is also a talisman for suppressing evil spirits," Ji Gan explained.
He looked at Zhang Fan's slightly raised brow and realized that he had finally put Zhang Fan on the ground. Being too radical could easily lead to going astray.
Zhang Fan was indeed troubled. He felt that learning this talisman would probably be useless, since there shouldn't be any evil spirits in modern society.
However, this talisman looks simple, so I'll just treat it as practice.
Zhang Fan picked up a brush, dipped it in cinnabar, and drew a talisman on yellow paper. He did so in one smooth, flowing motion, and a talisman that shone with golden light was completed.
Jigan's mouth widened again, his jaw almost dropping to the ground.
Zhang Fan actually learned it just like that?!
This is absolutely incredible!
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