Jing Yingrong suddenly said: "It's not that you are not suitable for this technique."
She stared into Lan Chucui's eyes and said in a tone that was so calm that it was almost certain: "This technique is not suitable for you."
Lan Chucui was stunned for a moment, lowered her head to think carefully, then raised her head and smiled: "You are right, but this technique is not suitable for me."
Jing Yingrong: "How do you plan to solve it?"
"Apart from the re-cultivation of San Gong you mentioned, is there any other way?" Lan Chucui sighed faintly, "Or is it that I forcibly change my own nature? Oh, it's not that I haven't tried it, I have already changed it. For many years, apart from being surrounded and praised by a bunch of losers, what else do I have left?”
Jing Yingrong: "Trash?"
Lan Chucui: "We are in the top sect in the world, but we don't concentrate on cultivation and have no goals to work towards. We only know how to indulge in the glamor and glitz. What is such a monk if he is not a waste? The cultivation method makes me accustomed to enjoy it." and love their pursuit, but my true heart cannot suppress my disgust for them no matter what."
Hearing this, Jing Yingrong thought for a moment and said, "Is this the reason why you are malicious towards me?"
Lan Chucui said calmly: "Yes, I really don't understand why you are so unwilling to make progress. I don't know your financial background, but judging from various signs, you are neither stupid nor poor. I I don’t understand why you always like to do chores and waste your own resources. I’m not afraid to tell you that I still don’t understand you.”
At this point, she softened her tone and said, "But this is only one of the reasons."
Jing Yingrong: "The other reason is that I diverted other people's attention from you? We have talked about it before."
"Then do you still remember my answer at that time?"
"Remember, you said 'yes and no', I don't understand."
Lan Chucui: "Don't you understand now?"
Jing Yingrong fell into deep thought.
"Is it because I have what you want and I don't care?"
Lan Chucui smiled with emotion: "Should I praise you for your progress?"
Without waiting for Jing Yingrong's answer, she sighed and whispered: "In order to practice, I have tried my best to get other people's love and attention. And you can get these without any effort, but you are completely unaware of it. .How can this make me not jealous? What’s more, you don’t take good care of your innate advantages at all. You don’t know how to cherish such an excellent appearance. It’s just that the clothes don’t match well. As I told you last time. , the sword on your back and the pen on your waist are so incompatible with your appearance, and you don't listen."
Jing Yingrong: "Oh."
Lan Chucui: "..."
Jing Yingrong: "Compared to that day, the malice is much reduced. Are you no longer jealous?"
Lan Chucui was silent for a while and said: "I stopped practicing for a while and tried not to deliberately attract and please others. To be honest, I'm not used to it. I always feel awkward and lost, and I don't know what to do to make myself happy. Be happy. Of course, this is to be expected. I have used this method to cultivate the golden elixir. It is not easy to break out of the shackles. It is normal to have various discomforts. What really makes me anxious is the re-cultivation of San Gong."
Lan Chucui spoke slowly, her eyes dark.
"The competition among the inner sects is fierce, and they are no more idle than the outer sect. If I re-cultivate the San Gong, I don't know how big the gap will be. Therefore, even though I know that re-cultivating the San Gong is the best way, I still haven't made up my mind. Until today."
She changed the subject.
"When I saw you again today, I no longer felt torment, but felt extremely relaxed. After playing with you, even though no one paid attention or admired me, I felt happier than ever before. So, I figured it out ”
Lan Chucui took a deep breath, her eyes suddenly brightened.
"Even if it's just for this relief, I will rebuild it as soon as possible."
Jing Yingrong nodded.
Lan Chucui: "...don't you say something?"
Jing Yingrong thought for a moment and said, "We helped you strengthen your belief, and you should repay us."
Lan Chucui: "..."
Jing Yingrong thought of something and said, "Besides malice, are you treating me..."
The unfinished words were interrupted by a voice interjecting:
"Rong Rong, I want to change rooms. I don't live next door to Wu Yaochen. I don't know what happened to him. The room here is getting hot and I can't live in it."
Shu Pinghui rubbed her eyes and complained.
When she saw Lan Chucui's turned face, she was so frightened that she suddenly woke up: "What are you doing? You scared me to death."
Only then did Lan Chucui realize that time had passed and hurriedly ran to clean the ointment.
Jing Yingrong changed a guest room for Shu Pinghui. During this period, Shu Pinghui asked her: "What's wrong with Lan Chucui? I think she's weird."
Jing Yingrong: "Do you think this kind of monster is good or bad?"
"I don't know if it's good or not, but to be honest, it's much more pleasing to the eye than before."
Shu Pinghui collapsed on the floating cloud-like bed and let out a sigh of contentment.
“It’s so comfortable!”
…
Songlan City.
It's time again for Dou Kuang Sect to recruit disciples.
In the crowded west square, boys and girls lined up in a long line to go on stage one after another to undergo bone examination.
Near the square, in a luxurious-looking restaurant, sitting by the window on the third floor with a great view, was a young man.
Huo Xiumao took a sip of tea and looked at the lively scene below with cold eyes.
After a while, footsteps sounded on the wooden stairs. The store clerk led a few people upstairs and diligently arranged another window seat for those people, which was the table opposite Huo Xiumao.
Huo Xiumao didn't pay attention to those people at first, but he inadvertently heard the other party's conversation, and was caught by the words "Taizhu Guan" and other words in the conversation.
"Taichu Guan's behavior is becoming more and more domineering and unreasonable. In my opinion, they are not much different from evil cultivators!"
"Senior Brother Shao, this is wrong. After all, Taichu Guan will not take the initiative to stir up trouble. They are a bit overbearing, but they cannot be confused with evil cultivators."
"They ignore the lives of those innocent children and only know how to kill people in the Puppet God Cult. They clearly have the ability to capture them alive, but they issue killing orders just for the sake of convenience. Isn't it evil to be so careless about human life!"
"But……"
"I don't accept this kind of sect being allowed to overpower our own sect!"
"Senior Brother Shao, please calm down," the third person comforted, "Why bother being on par with those upstart sects? They were just lucky enough to pick up a peerless genius. Otherwise, how could a mere third-rate sect be where it is today. "
The man then gave some words of advice, and the disciple named Shao calmed down for a while.
Huo Xiumao looked at the clothes of the three of them. They all carry long swords with different styles and grades. The only similarity is that the swords are all engraved with the word "无风".
