It's just a five-spiritual root. Even if I use this Qingyan True Fire to temper my fire spiritual root, what can I do? I don't even have the qualifications to participate in the Ten Thousand Sects Competition.
The Qingyan True Fire was eventually driven away by someone holding a knife to his neck.
It doesn’t matter. Even if she doesn’t have the Blue Flame True Fire, she can use the Fire Spirit Stone which is far less effective than the Blue Flame True Fire. Sheng He never gave up. She didn’t want to accept her mediocre life just like that.
Even though Qin Lang repeatedly told her that she was not as good as Zhao Yanran, she should save herself the trouble and give him the resources gained from the training. He was an inner sect disciple and maybe one day he would catch the eye of an elder and become a personal disciple.
Zhao Yanran covered her mouth and chuckled, saying, "Yes, yes, I think the two brothers and sisters are a perfect match, why don't you become Taoist couples!"
Zhao Yanran was surrounded by many people, and several senior brothers from the sects were happy to praise her. She looked down on Sheng He from a high position, and seemed to particularly enjoy watching Sheng He being entangled by Qin Lang.
But Sheng He didn't want to do that. She believed that man could conquer nature, so that night she had a fight with Qin Lang in front of everyone.
When she dragged her wounded body back to the outer disciples' residence, she told herself that it was okay and she must not give up. She didn't care what others said. She wanted to become stronger step by step so that no one would dare to say anything.
But when she woke up the next morning, she suddenly gave all the treasures she had painstakingly saved over the years to Qin Lang.
She couldn't explain what was happening to her, as if she had been possessed by a poison.
Qin Lang said that she needed a thousand-year-old black crystal stone to refine her natal sword, so she went to the volcano to collect it for him personally.
Qin Lang said that he was injured during a sword fight, and she immediately spent all her savings to buy medicine for him.
No one cared about her sudden change. Everyone laughed at her and said she was playing hard to get and wanted to get close to Qin Lang.
Qin Lang looked at her with his chin held high, but when Zhao Yanran looked over, he bowed and greeted her with a smile.
She woke up in the dead of night and practiced hard. After the sun rose, she seemed to have become the fool who only loved Qin Lang.
"It was my fault."
A female voice came to my ears again, with endless regret and self-blame in her voice.
Sheng He looked at her helpless self in her previous life trapped in Xiaoxiangtai again. She seemed to be completely sober, but also completely desperate.
She crushed the golden elixir that had taken her who knows how much effort to refine with her own hands, and chose to die with everyone.
Sheng He didn't say anything. After many years, she met the immortal again.
She still had white hair and fluttering clothes. Yuan Chen stood in front of Sheng He, his eyes full of apology.
"I only know that you are the last link before I ascend to heaven. It is my destiny to guide you to Qingyun Sect at that time."
"But it was not until after I ascended that I learned that your fate had been changed. My momentary lapse of judgment caused you to suffer for the rest of your life. It was my fault."
"I predicted that you would die on Xiaoxiang Terrace, so I left a clone here. I owe you a gold stone, and now I will return it to you. I owe you a life, and now I have also returned it."
"The road to becoming an immortal is long and arduous. There is not much I can do for you. I hope you can cherish yourself and achieve enlightenment soon."
It’s about fate again. When Sheng He was in Fengxue City, he heard the city lord of Fengxue City mention his fate.
Sheng He naturally understood that the change in his fate was closely related to Zhao Yanran and her system.
But when she wanted to ask something else, Yuan Chen's figure had slowly disappeared.
Sheng He woke up suddenly. In the dark cave, dozens of people closed their eyes and held eggs in their hands with painful expressions.
This egg will pull people into an illusion, so what about everything she just experienced?
Is this also an illusion?
A sound of shattering was heard, and Sheng He lowered his head. The shell of the huge black egg shattered into pieces, revealing a fist-sized piece of gold and stone.
It really is gold and stone.
But in this life, she didn't have time to do anything.
Could it be that the illusion just now was real?
Before Sheng He had time to think, the cramped cave suddenly began to shake violently, and countless pieces of rubble fell from the top of his head. The next moment, he felt a familiar dizzying sensation. When he opened his eyes again, they were back on Xiaoxiang Terrace.
"What's going on? Why did it come out so quickly? Could it be that someone has already got the gold stone?"
The monks present were whispering and searching the crowd. They wanted to see who had got the gold stone, but soon they found themselves surrounded.
Dozens of Jindan cultivators surrounded the Xiaoxiang Terrace, and the six beams and pillars of the Xiaoxiang Terrace were all pasted with fifth-grade thunder talismans.
Now they are trapped on Xiaoxiang Terrace, unable to enter or leave.
This scene was almost exactly the same as the scene in the previous life, and Sheng He subconsciously clenched his fists.
But she is no longer Sheng He from her previous life.
Sheng He approached Mu Yao and Yun Qianshan calmly and hid the gold stone in the black crystal stone on his wrist.
"Senior sister, are you all right?"
"It's okay." Mu Yao looked a little regretful, "It's just that Xiaoyun and I didn't get the gold stone, so we have to wait another sixty years for the next one."
There were many people here, so Sheng He did not reveal the fact that he had already obtained the gold stone. He only comforted the two senior sisters and told them to come back next time.
Suddenly, Sheng He felt that sharp gaze falling on him again, and there was that familiar feeling of being stared at.
Sheng He turned his head and looked at the man leaning against the side of the corridor. His face was covered with a layer of spiritual power, making it difficult to see his appearance.
Seeing Sheng He looking at him, he waved at Sheng He with an intriguing smile on his face.
He was coming for himself.
Sheng He reacted almost instantly.
Is it for Jin Shi? Or is it for... Zhao Yanran?
After so many years in Qingyun Sect, Sheng He has offended many people, and there are many people who don't like Sheng He behind his back.
But Chu Heng and Zhao Yanran were both punished to the Cliff of Repentance, Jiang Xuanli was dead, Shen Ci returned to Wuji Sect, and the remaining people were just a mob.
Shen Ci?
Sheng He looked at the thunder talisman pasted on the beam, and it might really be him.
Who is that man leaning against the corridor?
Shen Ci is a talisman cultivator and is extremely vulnerable in close combat. Even though he has reached the late Jindan stage, Sheng He doesn't believe that he would dare to challenge so many cultivators on the Xiaoxiang Stage alone if there is no one around to protect him.
As for the Jindan cultivators who surrounded them, after experiencing two assassination attempts by the Seven Killing Pavilion, she recognized at a glance that they were professional killers who only cared about killing people and collecting the bounty, and when chaos broke out, no one would care about their lives.
Sheng He was thinking about the possibilities when some monks could no longer hold back and started making noises.
"Who are you? We are from the Wuji Sect. We have no grudges against you. We came to Xiaoxiang Terrace only for the gold and stone. Now that we haven't got the gold and stone, why are we trapped here by you for no reason?"
"Yes! Since you have hired people to surround us here, you should explain clearly why you are doing this. Wuling Valley will only be open for a month. Do you want all of us to waste time with you here?"