Seeing Leng Yan leave, Qingyu and the others turned to look at Wen Shi. Seeing Wen Shi's half-dead appearance, Gong Cang stood aside with his arms folded and sneered: "Tsk tsk, Senior Brother, why are you so embarrassed?"
Wen Shi had already stood up from the ground and sat on a chair nearby. Upon hearing this, he looked at Gong Cang with disdain and said, "Idiot."
Gong Cang's face darkened instantly when he heard this, but he couldn't think of any rebuttal. So Gong Cang angrily flicked his sleeves and looked at Wen Shi and asked, "Do you want us to save you or just let you die?"
Wen Shi stopped talking. After all, he felt like he was really going to die. If he didn't get treatment, it would take him a long time to recover.
Seeing this, Gong Cang sneered and walked forward to take Wen Shi's pulse, while constantly mocking him. Wen Shi could basically not mobilize any spiritual power at this time, so he gritted his teeth and endured it.
Leng Yan left Qingfeng Hall and headed straight for the forbidden area of Qingyuan Sect. The disciples at the entrance of the forbidden area saw Leng Yan take out the sect leader's token, so they bowed to Leng Yan and made way for him.
Leng Yan placed the leader's token in his hand on the restriction. After a moment, the restriction made a "buzzing" sound and opened a passage that was wide enough for one person to enter, allowing Leng Yan to enter.
Leng Yan put away the token and stepped in. As soon as Leng Yan entered the forbidden area, the restrictions behind him quickly closed.
Leng Yan exhaled softly, took out a black silk ribbon, and covered her eyes with it. The Cold Moon Sword appeared in her hand, and she stepped forward. The forbidden area was beautiful, a scene of prosperity. Strangely, not a single sound of insects, birds, or animals could be heard, only the rustling of the wind, stirring the grass and trees.
As for why they covered their eyes with black silk, it was because the forbidden area was filled with dangers and there were always things that they could not see or should not see. If they were seen, they would at best go blind, and at worst die suddenly.
At this moment, a small green snake suddenly jumped out from the grass nearby. Leng Yan chopped it off with a sword, cutting the snake into two pieces. The snake was quickly frozen stiff and fell to the ground.
The appearance of the small snake seemed like a signal, and the next second, more snakes swarmed out of the bushes. Leng Yan didn't want to waste time here, so she circulated her spiritual energy. Then, the surrounding area was instantly frozen, and ice climbed all over it, even blooming icy flowers on the ice.
Leng Yan stepped forward on the ice on the ground. There was darkness in front of her eyes, but her powerful spiritual sense allowed her to clearly feel the frequency of the flowing stream in the distance.
Along the way, Leng Yan's sword was stained with a lot of blood, and even his white robe was stained with a lot of blood.
Leng Yan also noticed that after she walked past, the frozen plants and animals behind her would slowly freeze, and then the ice on them would melt away in a short while, and even the ice spiritual power on them would be swallowed by them. Then the plants would grow more lush, and the animals would shrink back as if nothing had happened.
Leng Yan lowered her eyes slightly. Swallow it? Then she was really curious about what the treasure in the forbidden area was. It couldn't be something evil, right?
Then Leng Yan collected her thoughts, killed a spirit beast that wanted to attack her with a sword, and then walked to the stream and knelt down by the stream to wash the blood off her face. She had obsessive-compulsive disorder and what she could endure until now was already her limit.
The moment her fingertips touched the water, she raised the corners of her lips and whispered, "Found it."
Then, his hand instantly grabbed the wrist of the reflection in the water and pulled her out of the water. But the next second, a charming voice sounded with a teasing tone: "Hey, what an impolite disciple of the immortal family."
Then a greater force pulled Leng Yan, and the two figures fell straight into the river. Leng Yan did not struggle and let the man pull her into the water.
When the man pulled her into the water, his other hand was also dishonest and directly tore off the black silk that was covering Leng Yan's eyes.
The next second, Leng Yan felt her body suspended in the air, as if she was in a space. She scanned the area with her spiritual sense to make sure everything was fine before opening her eyes. She was on an ancient tree. The tree was extremely thick and its crown was like an umbrella. She was now lying on a branch of the ancient tree.
An inconspicuous figure appeared on a thick branch. Leng Yan looked around and then felt a pair of hands on her shoulders. Then a warm breath spread behind her ears, followed by a smiling voice: "Where did this beauty come from?"
As he spoke, he floated in front of Leng Yan, looked at her face and exclaimed: "She is so beautiful. I'm afraid there is no one else like her in the world."
Leng Yan looked at the weapon spirit in front of her, feeling a little helpless for a moment. Could it really be a legitimate magical weapon if it acted so roguely? As if sensing what Leng Yan was thinking, the weapon spirit spoke, saying, "I am the weapon spirit of the Qiankun Mirror, the treasure of your Qingyuan Sect. As for my name, you can just call me Qingyuan."
Leng Yan looked at her with a frown and asked: "Where is your real body?" Qing Yuan looked at Leng Yan and smiled: "You are in my mirror. You still ask about my real body." While saying this, a mirror appeared in his hand.
After receiving her consent, Leng Yan took the mirror from her hand and examined it carefully. It was a palm-sized golden bronze mirror, inlaid with some red gemstones and other decorations. There were some patterns engraved on the mirror, but Leng Yan had no idea what they were.
After Leng Yan finished reading it, she handed it back to Qing Yuan. It seemed like the first time Qing Yuan had seen someone as calm as Leng Yan. She was so calm that she just took a look at it and then handed it back to her, with a blank expression on her face the whole time.
Qing Yuan's competitive spirit suddenly rose, and she didn't believe it, so she took the mirror, looked at Leng Yan and said: "If you have any questions, ask it and it can answer them."
Leng Yan glanced at her and then said, "I want to know my future." As soon as these words came out, Qing Yuan immediately began to fiddle with the Qiankun Mirror in his hand with a proud look on his face, and then several question marks appeared on the Qiankun Mirror.
Qing Yuan immediately turned to look at Leng Yan, who was looking at her expressionlessly. At that moment, Qing Yuan read two words from Leng Yan's emotionless eyes: "waste".
Qing Yuan didn't believe it and continued to fiddle with it, but the result was still the same. So she threw the Qiankun Mirror aside in anger, looked at Leng Yan and said with a smile: "Beauty, let's talk about something else."
Leng Yan opened her lips and slowly uttered two words: "Leng Yan."
When Qing Yuan heard this, he immediately understood and said with a smile: "Xiao Yan'er has a really nice name. Call me sister and let me hear it."
Leng Yan had a wooden face and didn't say a word. Finally, Qing Yuan couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Okay, okay, I won't shout anymore."
Then he approached Leng Yan and sniffed her, then frowned and said, "Xiao Yan'er, why do you have an evil aura about you?"
When Leng Yan heard this, she suddenly thought of something and threw the book she had brought out from the secret realm to Qing Yuan, saying, "Here, eat it."
Qing Yuan happily took it, and then the book disappeared from his hand in a moment. Qing Yuan licked his lips in satisfaction and continued to move closer to Leng Yan to sniff.
Then he looked at Leng Yan with surprise and said, "Xiao Yan'er, your aura is quite chaotic."
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