The excuse An Qingyu used to go down the mountain was to gain experience, so he finally went to a sacred mountain to kill the evil monsters there, and then collected the monster pills in the Sumeru Ring and prepared to take them back to present to his master.
However, he had no intention of giving away the few magical herbs he had obtained by chance.
These are useful to Tang Yu.
An Qingyu took Tang Yu's pulse several times while he was asleep and found that not only was Tang Yu's spiritual power imprisoned, but his body had become a bottomless pit that would devour all the spiritual power sent into Tang Yu's body.
Who on earth created such a cruel ban?
Unfortunately, the uncle didn’t know who Tang Yu met after he left.
An Qingyu put away his doubts and was planning to investigate it carefully later when an uninvited guest came in front of him.
Lin Qian, who had not been seen for many days, blocked An Qingyu's way.
An Qingyu frowned slightly, her impatience undisguised:
"Don't make me draw my sword!"
If he still doesn't understand this person's thoughts, he must be really blind.
I used to be so disheartened that I naturally didn't want to care about these things, but now...
An Qingyu pursed her thin lips, and her eyes became determined.
Seeing An Qingyu's usual cold attitude, Lin Qian's expression became extremely ferocious for a moment, but he quickly concealed it.
He recalled those decisive words in his mind and calmed himself down a little.
The voice in the dark clearly told him firmly:
"An Qingyu and you will be a match made in heaven."
So now I just haven't let Qingyu completely open up to me yet, so I can't be impatient.
God is helping him, he can't be anxious.
So Lin Qian smiled, as if he didn't see the impatience in An Qingyu's expression, and said very naturally:
"Qingyu, I'm not stopping you for no reason. It's just that you know that my junior brother was ambushed by Tang Yu during the sect competition, causing his cultivation to drop a level, so he is in particular need of the nourishment of the immortal grass."
"Especially those bamboo fairy grasses you just picked. Could you please give them to me?"
Lin Qian observed An Qingyu's expression while speaking, and seeing that he seemed unmoved, he mentioned it secretly:
"Qingyu, didn't you promise us to give my junior brother some compensation? You wouldn't even want these few immortal herbs, would you?"
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up, accompanied by a powerful pressure, and Lin Qian felt as if someone was strangling his throat from a distance.
But An Qingyu was clearly just standing there, not moving at all.
However, the beautiful phoenix mark on An Qingyu's forehead was emitting a faint golden light, and there was murderous intent in her eyes, which all indicated that everything that had just happened was An Qingyu's work.
After Lin Qian reacted, he quickly summoned his spiritual weapon to resist, but it was of no avail. It only gave him a few seconds to catch his breath.
Lin Qian looked at An Qingyu in surprise and said in disbelief:
"You, you are now in the sixth level?"
This overwhelming aura is definitely not something that a fifth-level realm can possess, and he is only at the fourth level now.
"I won't give it to you." An Qingyu remained calm in the face of Lin Qian's excited expression.
But it can be seen that he will not give in.
An Qingyu was not interested in wasting time here with Lin Qian, but he did promise.
So he took out other high-quality immortal herbs from the Sumeru Ring, waved them in the air, and those immortal herbs were already in Lin Qian's arms.
"Take these, they have the same effect. I'm sure I'll keep my word, but forget about those!"
The resounding words slowly faded away with the wind, and An Qingyu's figure disappeared in a few breaths.
Lin Qian looked down at the magical herbs in his arms, his eyes filled with jealousy. He didn't know whether he was jealous that Tang Yu could receive such protection from An Qingyu, or he was jealous that An Qingyu's cultivation was far superior to his peers.
These peers naturally include him.
When the voice in his head told him that he would have an intersection with An Qingyu, he didn't believe it.
An Qingyu is a rare leader among his peers, and is also the younger generation that the master and elders compete to boast about. Although he is not much different from An Qingyu, he has never thought that one day he will become a Taoist partner with An Qingyu.
But the voice in his head told him:
[An Qingyu and you are a match made in heaven.]
【You will win An Qingyu's heart. 】
…
After hearing it so many times, I began to think that it was natural.
So what if An Qingyu is a genius, a child of destiny, such a person will eventually become his.
As for Tang Yu, it can be said that he was just using smooth talk to deceive Qingyu.
Qingyu will eventually understand who is more suitable for him.
Anyway, Tang Yu has no spiritual power now, so what can he do?
Thinking of this, Lin Qian snorted coldly and laughed.
But a useless person...
If I hadn't happened to meet Tang Yu that time, I might not have been able to do it so smoothly.
*
An Qingyu ignored this little episode and quietly quickened his pace to return to the sect.
He hadn't seen Tang Yu for several days. Although he asked his fellow apprentices to look after Tang Yu, he still felt vaguely worried.
In order not to arouse the suspicion of the elders of the sect, An Qingyu specially arranged people to live in a small medicine garden next to the sword pond.
There are already enough people in the medicine garden, so Tang Yu doesn't have to do anything and just needs to spend his days idle.
This was what he thought before he left, but when he thought about Tang Yu's devotion to Taoism, An Qingyu actually felt a little guilty.
This is such a waste of talent. How can I do that?
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