Sikong Yueling looked at Jiang Fan, who was lying on the ground looking like a salted fish, and felt a bit bitter in his heart.
She sighed and glanced over the other person's body. When she saw that the exposed skin was covered with swollen bruises and blood marks, her expression was slightly distressed.
She spoke softly:
"Just lie down and don't move. I'll help you deal with it first."
After the girl said this, she casually summoned a few streams of clear water to wrap around the other person's body and pull him up from the ground.
At the same time, the soft water spiritual power contained in these streams of water swept over Jiang Fan's body, penetrated under the skin, and blended into the muscles, slowly healing his wounds.
Jiang Fan felt the spiritual power of his senior sister and did not try to stop it, but allowed it to flow through his limbs.
It was a refreshing and cool numbing feeling. Jiang Fan was so comfortable that he couldn't help but squint his eyes and hum softly.
After about half a stick of incense, he found that the wounds on the surface of his body had been healed.
The bruised area where the senior sister had beaten her before had also been swollen and revitalized, leaving only a few slightly red marks.
If nothing unexpected happens, these places will return to their original appearance in a few hours.
Seeing that Jiang Fan had almost recovered, Sikong Yueling took back his water spiritual power into his body.
Her eyes were slightly tired, she tucked the few strands of green hair on her forehead that were blown by the night wind behind her ears, and said softly:
"That's it for today. Now that you have the power, you can no longer be as leisurely as before."
"The world of monks is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. I will spend a certain amount of time every day to discuss with you in order to help you skillfully use the power in your body as soon as possible."
Jiang Fan had a sad face when he heard what his senior sister said.
Although his injuries were cured by his senior sister, he only felt a little weak in his legs due to excessive consumption of spiritual power.
He took a few deep breaths, adjusted his somewhat disordered breath, and responded weakly:
"I understand, senior sister."
Sikong Yueling saw that although Jiang Fan had a mournful face, he still listened to what he said and his expression softened a little.
She nodded gently and said:
"In that case, let's stay here tonight and go back and have a good rest."
Jiang Fan naturally agreed.
The two of them flew in tandem, piercing the night sky, and flew straight back to the bamboo house where they lived.
Jiang Fan has a slight fear of heights, so he flies very close to the ground.
Because the wooden building he lived in before was destroyed by Han Yun, he is now a long-dead person in the eyes of others.
In order not to expose the fact that he had faked his death, Jiang Fan used red aura to cover up his appearance and figure in advance.
Along the way, there were many residents on Yueling Island who were disturbed by the sparring between the two and went out to check what was going on.
They all cast curious glances at this mysterious figure covered in red aura.
However, Jiang Fan ignored them and followed his senior sister back to the Jingxin Garden.
Back in the room, Jiang Fan took a shower first, cleaning his body that was stained by dust and dirt from sparring with his senior sister, and then lay down on the bed.
He put his hands behind his head, tilted his head slightly, put his right leg on his left leg, and looked at the bright white moon hanging in the night sky outside the window.
By this time, the excitement and freshness in Jiang Fan's heart due to his initial entry into the world of monks had slowly faded away.
He just felt that there was a sense of unreality.
With a thought in his mind, he mobilized a ray of spiritual power belonging to the fox demon girl from the fox eye mark in his body and poured it into his hands.
Looking at his hands that were glowing red, Jiang Fan looked a little dazed.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally fell asleep.
Jiang Fan's consciousness entered the dreamland again.
He talked about many things with the fox demon girl who regained consciousness.
This includes how to practice.
The result was that he was unable to practice.
Because the power in Jiang Fan's body was borrowed from the fox demon girl.
In essence, he is still a mortal who has failed to awaken his spiritual roots.
Mortals, on the other hand, cannot practice.
Jiang Fan was inevitably disappointed when he heard the news.
However, what the fox demon girl said next surprised him.
Seeing Jiang Fan's downcast expression, the other party chuckled and explained:
"Master, don't be too anxious to be sad. You don't need to improve your realm through your own practice, because you are borrowing the power of the slave family."
"As long as the slave family can continue to practice and become stronger, the power you can borrow will naturally increase at the same time."
After Jiang Fan heard this, he was stunned for a long time. After a long time, he understood the meaning of the fox demon girl's words.
His eyes slowly opened wide and he asked with a slightly trembling voice:
"You mean...you can just take care of the training. I just need to lie down every day and my strength will automatically become stronger?"
The fox demon girl nodded with a smile and replied:
"Master, you are right, that's pretty much what it means, but... you still need to exercise regularly, otherwise you will inevitably be unable to fully utilize the full power of this power."
When Jiang Fan heard this, he was immediately overjoyed.
It turns out that after signing a contract with them, there will be such a benefit.
This is simply a fully automatic training machine.
You do the boring training, and I'll do the beating up and pretending to be a cup of tea.
Thinking of this, Jiang Fan's heavy mood suddenly became brighter.
At this time, he suddenly saw the fox demon girl with a strange expression.
There was a hint of worry in her eyes, and she seemed to have something to say, but she hesitated several times.
Jiang Fan thought for a while and asked doubtfully:
"Muyou, do you have anything else you want to tell me?"
Seeing Jiang Fandu's question, the fox demon girl bit her lower lip, nodded slightly, and said yes.
With a soft voice, she spoke slowly:
"The slave family would like to ask the master for a favor."
Jiang Fan nodded: "You say."
"It's like this. The slave family has mentioned to the master before that the slave family's physical body was destroyed by the Yuanying old monster in that fight, and the jade bracelet for storage was also robbed later."
"Although the soul has been completed now, the body cannot be reunited due to lack of materials."
"But now the slave family is only in the spirit-gathering realm and has not condensed the real Nascent Soul. In the state of the virtual baby, it cannot survive in the outside world for a long time and cannot find materials in person."
The fox demon girl hesitated for a moment before continuing:
"So the slave family would like to ask the master to help collect some materials for condensing the slave family's body when he is free."
When Jiang Fan heard this, he suddenly realized.
"So that's it..." He nodded, patted his chest, and said proudly: "Hey, for this matter, I agree."
The fox demon girl saw Jiang Fan readily agreeing, and the worry in her eyes did not dissipate.
She hesitated and then added:
"Master, this material... may be relatively expensive and rare. You'd better be mentally prepared."
When Jiang Fan heard this, he felt something bad in his heart.
He swallowed, his expression became serious, and his tone was no longer as bold as it was at the beginning.
"...Mu You... first tell me what you need..."
