In her cave, Shu Pinghui was studying a jade slip attentively.
That was the technique I bought from Qian Xiaocai when I was in Changhuan Mansion - "The Twelve Sounds of Punishing the Sky". It focuses on killing and attacking, and it is extremely powerful.
A golden bell is placed on the table, constantly changing into various musical instruments such as zither, harp, zither, Xiao, flute, drum, gong, etc. The spiritual consciousness is the hand and the spiritual power is the mouth, and these instruments are used to play beautiful music hidden with murderous intent.
After comprehending one of the moves, Shu Pinghui used his spiritual consciousness to control the spiritual power to cover the surface of the golden bell. A dazzling light flashed, and the golden bell instantly turned into a strange-looking piccolo.
She was about to trigger the sound of the flute, but the cave's restrictions were suddenly triggered.
"Huh?"
Shu Pinghui looked at the door and frowned in confusion.
"You're not here to rob the cave, are you?"
She muttered to herself, got up and left the house.
Outside the door, stood an acquaintance she had not expected.
"Lan Chucui?!"
Lan Chucui's face was cold, and she nodded slightly at Shu Pinghui, whose face was full of astonishment.
Before thinking about the other party's intention, Shu Pinghui first noticed the other party's cultivation level.
"Have you completed your breakthrough? Congratulations!"
She raised a smile and congratulated.
After returning to the sect, Lan Chucui successfully advanced to Yuanying. Judging from the aura around her, her cultivation had been consolidated for some time.
Lan Chucui's eyes softened slightly and she thanked her softly.
"Do you have a problem with me?" Shu Pinghui asked.
"Well, I have something to discuss with you. Is it convenient for you now?"
"It's convenient. It's really strange that you would come to me to discuss things..."
Shu Pinghui said, suddenly catching the flash of embarrassment on Lan Chucui's face.
She was stunned for a moment, her mind racing, and a flash of inspiration flashed across her mind.
"It's not about Rong Rong, right?!"
"..."
Lan Chucui didn't answer, but her eyes subconsciously averted.
Shu Pinghui backed away suddenly and jumped behind the door, trying to close it.
"This is not an emotional counseling office!"
After saying that, she seemed to feel a little unhuman, so she quickly added: "Besides, I don't understand this aspect either. Listening to my nonsense may lead to bad things."
Lan Chucui raised a long leg and propped it on the door to prevent him from closing the door.
"Then who else can I talk to for discussion? The only ones who are close to her are you."
"Uh... Senior Sister Yu? No, she's busy. Senior Brother Huo? No, he only knows how to practice. Yin Xueze - forget it, don't think about it. Wu Yaochen, hiss, I feel like he can come up with a lot of bad ideas. Hmm... um..."
Shu Pinghui finished listing them one by one with her fingers, and in the end she could only smile: "It seems like you can only find me, huh?"
Lan Chucui said with a straight face: "Aren't you very interested in other people's love affairs? Don't you want the conversation material that comes to your door?"
"Oh... the situation is different..."
Shu Pinghui wrinkled her face, looking very distressed.
"——Let's forget it this time."
After saying these words, she sighed and looked at the other party helplessly.
Lan Chucui noticed a hint of sympathy in the eyes directed at her.
Her eyes darkened.
"Anyway, the most I can give you is one piece of advice."
Shu Pinghui continued, and then in Lan Chucui's eyes that lit up again, she exhaled and said:
“There is no grass anywhere in the world, so it’s good to have another goal!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was slammed shut with a loud bang.
Because she had pressed her legs against the door just now, Lan Chucui couldn't help but take a few steps back to offset the force.
The first reaction was to be shocked by the opponent's strength. After regaining consciousness, Lan Chucui narrowed her eyes, stepped forward and slammed the door hard.
"Why are you hiding! Speak clearly!"
There was no movement inside the door.
Lan Chucui took a deep breath.
"Five Dragon Bone Casting Immortal Technique, do you want it?! If you don't want me to tear it apart!"
The door opened instantly.
Shu Pinghui leaned forward to invite him and was polite.
"Please come in."
…
Qiongju Enclave.
Jing Yingrong stood outside his original cave.
Su Tian was not at home at this time, and a small sign was hung outside the door, which stated where she went out and when she would return home.
The location was Feng Yuan Continent, and the time was very close to now, so Jing Yingrong stayed where he was and waited while observing his old residence.
The appearance of the cave has not changed much. The biggest difference is that the big tree in front of the door has disappeared.
"Qingling Taoist is hiding?" Jijiebi asked.
Jing Yingrong said "hmm".
Jijie Pen: "Growing up very fast, no wonder the concentration of spiritual energy in the enclave has increased a lot."
At this moment, a surprised shout suddenly came: "Senior Sister Jing!"
Jing Yingrong turned around, and not far away, Su Tian waved her arms at her with a smile on her face.
There were several young disciples behind Su Tian who were looking at Jing Yingrong curiously.
Su Tian turned around and said a few words to them, and then those people left, while she rushed towards Jing Yingrong.
"I haven't seen you, senior sister, for a long time. Did you just come back after completing your foreign duties?"
Jing Yingrong: "Yes. Are they the guests you invited?"
Su Tian answered while opening the cave restriction: "No, we came back from Fengyuan Continent together after work, and they passed by here because we were on the way."
Then she remembered something, pointed to a place in front of the door and said:
"Ah, by the way, senior sister, it's just like what you said. That tree suddenly disappeared one day, just last month. Is it still in Qiongju Enclave?"
Jing Yingrong: "Still."
Su Tian muttered "It's so magical" and then led Jing Yingrong into the house.
The cave remains much the same, except that there are more objects and the atmosphere is warmer.
Su Tian asked Jing Yingrong to sit down and then went to prepare tea and snacks. Jing Yingrong looked at her busy figure and continued the topic just now and asked:
"Are you going to work in Fengyuan Continent?"
"Yeah, during this period, a lot of corpses of low-level monsters were brought back from the front line and needed manpower to deal with them. The sect sent us outer disciples there. There were flying boats to pick up and drop off, and there were also contribution points to collect. It was pretty good. Hehe. How about you, Senior Sister? Did your overseas mission go well? You and Senior Sister must be on a team to carry out a very dangerous mission!"
"It's not dangerous, it's relatively smooth."
Jing Yingrong then selected some of his experiences along the way and told them to Su Tian. Su Tian was so proud that she almost spilled the tea.
"When can I be like you?"
Su Tian's face was full of envy and longing.
Jing Yingrong said sincerely: "With your cultivation level, it's still early."
"...Senior Sister Jing, you hit me again."
Tea and snacks were served on the table. Su Tian sat down opposite Jing Yingrong, took out a stack of booklets and pushed them in front of Jing Yingrong.
"Senior sister, you must be here for this reason. Anyway, you are not here specifically to see me."
Jing Yingrong: "Yes."
Su Tian: "..."
Jing Yingrong looked at the thickness of the book, nodded with satisfaction, and then opened the cover with "The Return of the God: I May Not Love You This Time" printed on it, immersed in it.
She watched intently, not using her spiritual consciousness to obtain the content, but carefully reading line by line.
The sky outside the window turned from bright to dark, and the book in my hand became thinner and thinner.
After reading the last sentence at the end of the page, Jing Yingrong turned the page with a little eagerness.
The view is blank.
"ah."
Along with her voice, there were strange emotional fluctuations.
Just like the rising tide suddenly recedes, the ignited flame suddenly turns to ashes, and the drums and drums sound in one moment and everything is silent the next.
The huge emotional gap can even be felt by the three spirits in the sea of consciousness.
Ji Sha Jian asked aloud: "What?"
Jing Yingrong stared straight at the blank last page and said, "No more."
"……That's it?"
"It's broken at a critical place."
The light in her eyes was dry and her voice was cold.
"It feels so disgusting."
