Jiang Fan shook his head: "Fairy, your talent is peerless, why don't you use it to master martial arts and let go of your inner demons?"
Ling Yun snorted heavily, "I don't want to talk about anything else. If you want to submit it, then submit it, otherwise get lost!"
Jiang Fan shook his head and laughed: "This bad temper, well, now that I'm here, I don't have any plans. I'll send you the Sanyang Intermittent Pill and say goodbye."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
After taking a few steps, Ling Yun's voice came from behind: "Wait a minute!"
Jiang Fan stopped and turned around: "Fairy, what else do you want?"
Ling Yun stared at him, the ice flowers in his pupils dimming: "Once I take it, the road will be smooth from now on, aren't you worried?"
Jiang Fan tilted his head and looked at him: "Fairy, what do you think of my current cultivation level?"
Ling Yun was slightly stunned, as if he didn't understand why he said this.
"It's very weak, right? I'm a weakling. But with my level of cultivation, everyone still doubts that I can control Feng Tiannan and kill Gao Jianxian. Who do you think I'm afraid of?"
Lingyun's eyebrows raised slightly, "Very good...I appreciate your pride."
"No need," Jiang Fan smiled and waved his hand: "You really don't care about me, and I don't care whether you care about me or not. It's just an exchange of interests. See you in the future."
Ling Yun suddenly said: "One of your three conditions that day is related to my abandoned disciple and cannot be counted on you. The other two conditions are not worthy of the magic pill. I never owe favors. I heard that you are very happy with your talent. Dibao, I’ll give this to you, we don’t owe each other anything!”
After saying that, a jade box floated up next to him and came straight to Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan grabbed it subconsciously and was a little confused.
"The things that I carry with me are ten thousand years of cold chalcedony. If I get seriously injured, if there is still a glimmer of life, I can freeze it to survive."
Jiang Fan was surprised. This thing... I heard from Gu Qingshan that it was the treasure used by Ling Yun to freeze his own meridians, and it was actually given to him.
Thinking back, it was true that she had the Sanyang Intermittent Pill and could no longer use it. But I didn't expect to be able to use it. If there is no cure for dying, what should I do?
Seeing that he didn't speak, Ling Yun snorted: "This thing has a wonderful use. It can help Yun Fuyao practice the Xuanbing Divine Sword, and get twice the result with half the effort."
Jiang Fan suddenly realized, haha, it seems to be for his daughter.
Interesting, Ling Yun, Ling Yun, what is your attitude towards Yun Fuyao?
However, at this time, he didn't want to irritate Ling Yun, so he quickly put it away: "It's priceless, I won't be polite, and we will be clean from now on."
"I will show no mercy when we meet again."
After Ling Yun said that, he closed his eyes and saw off the guests.
Jiang Fan slightly cupped his hands and said, "Farewell."
After his figure disappeared, Ling Yun opened his eyes again and stared in the direction of the entrance of the hall, with layers of ice flowers in his eyes, vaguely confused.
"He is as wise as a demon, but a human is passionate... Is he a human, a demon, or..."
After leaving the cold Ice Palace, Mr. Jiang suddenly felt that the warm sun was so comfortable. He breathed a sigh of relief and walked briskly down the mountain. He soon saw Gu Qingshan waiting at the foot of the mountain.
"Oh... I have all my arms and legs, and I'm in good spirits. It seems like we had a good conversation?"
Gu Qingshan looked him up and down with a smile.
Jiang Fan glanced at him: "Stop wrangling here, where are the roast chicken and wine?"
"Haha, let's go, let's go to the humble house for a little gathering."
Gu Qingshan's humble house is really shabby. The lowest and most inconspicuous peak in Taihua is Xiaozhu Peak.
There is a small green bamboo courtyard in an open space among the bamboo sea in the back mountain. There are only three or four bamboo houses in it. The courtyard walls are also bamboo fences. There are even vegetables grown inside and chickens fed.
A young woman with a green cloth headband is cooing to call the chickens to come and eat.
This scene looks like a farmhouse no matter how you look at it.
"Ha--" Mr. Jiang widened his eyes and found it very interesting: "You are so poor, this is your nest? You are really poor, how can you live here while walking in a holy land?"
Gu Qingshan said casually: "It's clean and just big enough to live in. If it's too big, you'll inevitably have to worry about the things outside you."
Jiang Fan clicked his tongue and said, "You even feed chickens. How much do you like eating chickens?"
Gu Qingshan rubbed his hands in excitement: "You don't know, free-range chickens are raised in this bamboo forest. They drink dew when they are thirsty and eat bamboo worms when they are hungry. The meat is tender and fragrant. It is really a rare and wonderful thing. When I heard that you were coming, I came here specially Kill two and try them later.”
Jiang Fan laughed loudly: "I am a poor friend, so I brought you fine wine in vain."
Gu Qingshan sniffed and said, "I smelled it as soon as I saw it. It's the best burning knife. Hurry, hurry, the greedy man is about to come out."
After saying that, he supported Jiang Fan and walked inside. At this time, the young woman also noticed them. When he raised his head, Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment. Isn't this Xiao Ying?
Can't help but turn around and look at Gu Qingshan: "Fuck, are you living a good life?"
When Xiao Ying heard this, her face turned red and she quickly paid homage to the prince.
Gu Qingshan spat at him: "Miss Xiao is my personal attendant, who can be as frivolous as you?"
Jiang Fan snorted disdainfully: "Tell this to Lady Golden Flower!"
Gu Qingshan smiled and scratched his head: "Well... when people have temperament..."
"Exactly," Jiang Fan looked at him disdainfully: "I want to drink flower wine on credit, so I don't want to lose face."
Gu Qingshan was too lazy to argue with him, and hurriedly pulled him into the house: "Don't talk about these unnecessary things, let's go, let's go drink. That Xiao Ying, make tea."
"Hey, young master." Xiao Ying responded and went to work. Jiang Fan laughed loudly: "Xiao Ying or Xiao Ying?"
Gu Qingshan rolled his eyes: "You are the only one who has a lot to do."
Jiang Fan looked at Xiao Ying and then at him: "This woman is very scary coming into the country."
Gu Qingshan was slightly impressed: "In the middle stage of the Venerable Master, even a grasshopper can become a martial artist by following me."
"Get lost!" Jiang Fan spat at him, but it had to be said that Xiao Ying had really found the right master. With the speed of her cultivation, becoming a saint was just around the corner.
The furnishings in the bamboo house are also very simple, but they are full of writings and are everywhere, very similar to his wife's bookaholic house.
Jiang Fan took a quick look and found that most of them were his.
"Good guy, I've been deceived a lot by such a poor person like you without realizing it." Jiang Fan suddenly felt a little bit at a loss.
Gu Qingshan raised a finger and said seriously: "You are my brother-in-law."
Jiang Fan snorted: "Don't force me to talk about my bloodline."
Gu Qingshan's face twitched: "Don't force me to be anxious with you!"
Jiang Fan glanced at him and sat on the futon: "Is it your turn to be anxious with me? I'm afraid there are many people in Taihua who want to be anxious with me."
Gu Qingshan sat down, his eyes shining brightly: "Tell me, is it you?"
Jiang Fan frowned: "I am me, who else could I be?"
Gu Qingshan's eyes flashed: "You admit it?"
"I admit nothing, I just say that I am who I am."
Gu Qingshan chuckled: "Gao Jian...he died in your hands."
Jiang Fan quickly stopped him: "I don't dare to talk nonsense. I'm still alive in this place."
