Seeing his senior sister leaving, Jiang Fan jumped into the stream not far away and washed away the dust and smelly sweat.
He took out a set of clean clothes from his jade bracelet, put them on, and returned to Qingxinyuan refreshed.
As soon as he stepped into the main hall, Jiang Fan saw his senior sister sitting on the main seat.
On the bamboo chair to her right, there was another man and a woman sitting.
The man was tall and bare-chested, showing off his muscular body.
He sat there like a little giant.
Jiang Fan recognized at a glance that this person was Lei Xinghe who had previously fought with Ye Song on the martial arts field.
The other woman was wearing a gray simple and elegant Taoist robe. Her long black and smooth hair was tied into a bun and fixed with a hairpin made of an unknown type of wood to prevent it from unraveling.
Her expression is peaceful, and she has an inexplicable aura about her that makes people feel peaceful and peaceful inside.
The first time Jiang Fan saw her, he felt a little inconsistent.
Logically speaking, don’t women all like to dress themselves up beautifully?
Even my senior sister, who usually doesn't like to put on makeup and has a cool personality, still has some nice patterns on the green clothes she wears.
But this Taoist nun is really too simple.
Gray robes are really just gray robes, without any decorative patterns.
So simple that she doesn't look like a normal woman at all.
It always feels a little strange.
Jiang Fan thought of this, calmed down, shook these irrelevant thoughts out of his mind, and then swept his eyes across the main hall.
I saw my senior sister and the two of them each with a steaming cup of spiritual tea on the coffee table.
It seemed that they were talking about something before, but they were temporarily interrupted because of his arrival.
During the day, except when he was alone with his senior sister, Jiang Fan was basically in a state of disguise.
Moreover, the disguised image is different every time.
Therefore, Lei Xinghe, who had only met him once, failed to recognize that he was the man standing behind Sikong Yueling when he stopped him yesterday.
They were having a good chat with the owner of the place, but unexpectedly a stranger suddenly appeared halfway.
Ji Miaofu and his junior brother looked at each other, and both saw doubts in each other's eyes.
Sikong Yueling noticed the expressions of the two people, understood in her heart, and introduced to them:
"This is my junior brother, you can call him Jiang..."
At this point, she suddenly paused, turned her faint green eyes to Jiang Fan, and then continued:
"Jiang Fei."
"Ginger is like ginger, flying sword is like flying."
This is naturally not Jiang Fan's real name.
The girl Lan Zhihuixin knew that her junior brother was currently in a state of suspended animation in order to guard against Han Yun, so she randomly made up a pseudonym.
Jiang Fan was not a fool. When he saw the look his senior sister was looking at, he naturally understood it.
He bowed his hands towards Ji Miaofu and Lei Xinghe and said:
"Jiang Fei met two fellow Taoists at Xiayue Ling Island."
Seeing this, the Taoist nun and the strong man quickly returned the courtesy and introduced themselves one after another:
"Miaoyin Island Ji Miaofu."
"Star River Island Lei Xinghe."
The moment they held hands, they simultaneously released their spiritual consciousness and swept across the man in front of them.
The information they found shocked both of them at the same time.
The spiritual energy fluctuations in this person's body were actually not weaker than his own.
In other words, the opponent's strength is at least at the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, or even the Great Perfection of the Foundation Establishment.
Where did this monk come from?
Ji Miaofu subconsciously glanced at his junior brother and found that the other person also turned to look at him.
The two of them saw two emotions of confusion and shock in each other's eyes at the same time.
The three of them saluted each other and straightened up.
Then, they started to stare at each other.
After all, they were not familiar with each other. The previous conversation between Ji Miaofu and Lei Xinghe with Sikong Yueling was about the secret topic of competing for the title of the next leader of the Spiritual Heart Valley.
Jiang Fan suddenly intervened, and the two people who didn't know his details naturally didn't dare to speak any more.
Sikong Yueling, who was standing aside, noticed the slightly awkward atmosphere and took the initiative to speak to the two guests:
"Senior Sister Ji, Senior Brother Lei, you can treat Junior Brother Jiang Fei and me as one."
"No matter what the secret topic is, as long as I can know it, there is no need to avoid him."
"We can continue the discussion from the previous topic."
After hearing the statement of the girl in green, the two of them were surprised again.
In addition to the confusion and shock at the beginning, they looked at Jiang Fan with strong curiosity now.
You know, Sikong Yueling has always been known for his cold temper in Lingxin Valley.
Who is this man that makes her favor him so much?
The two of them thought about this, and although they wanted to ask, they also knew that the relationship between them was not suitable for talking.
Although they were a little worried at the moment, since the owner of this place had expressed such a stance, after hesitating for a while, they decided to continue talking about the previous topic.
Ji Miao picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said:
"Junior Sister Yueling, what do you think of the things I mentioned earlier?"
Hearing this, the girl in green sighed, picked up the tea cup and took a sip before replying:
"Senior Sister Ji, to be honest, seven thousand spirit stones are indeed very tempting, but I really can't agree to help you ascend to the throne of Spiritual Heart Valley."
When Ji Miao received the girl's response, the hand holding the tea trembled slightly and put the tea cup back.
She asked with doubtful eyes:
"Junior sister, can you tell me the reason? Is it because there are too few spiritual stones?"
"If this is the case, I can also add a condition. After I ascend to the position of Lord of the Spiritual Heart Valley, I will allocate an additional three thousand spiritual stones to you every month."
"Look, this condition is generous enough..."
Jiang Fan sat on the edge, silently listening to the two people's casual conversation, and at the same time, with concentration, he began to check Ji Miaofu's luck.
[Innate Wind Spirit Root, Seed of the World (Elementary), Music Master, Poor God Possession, Concentration and Calmness]
[Seed of the World (Elementary): A fruit that has just begun to grow]
[Master of Music: Proficient in various musical instruments, very sensitive to music, and can transform various types of sounds into spells]
[Possessed by the Poor God: No matter how many spiritual stones you earn, you will eventually spend them all due to various inexplicable things]
[Concentrate and calm down: cultivating one’s moral character and cultivating one’s nature has reached the state of minor success]
Jiang Fan frowned slightly when he saw the luck of this world in the Taoist nun.
This entry is exactly the same as the one on Han Yun.
He thought about it and found that the two of them had in common that they had both gone to a Taoist temple to practice.
Perhaps this is a kind of luck unique to the monks who have gone there to practice?
Since he had only seen this luck entry on these two people so far, he could not confirm this conjecture, so he kept it in his heart for the time being.
Apart from this, the other three are fine, no problems.
But this poor god's possession really made Jiang Fan's expression almost collapse.
He subconsciously looked at the other party with his eyes again.
At first, when I saw that his clothes were extremely simple, I thought that this was the style that the other party liked.
Now that I think about it, probably because I am too poor, I can only do this.
No wonder I felt something inexplicably inconsistent when I first saw the other person.
When Jiang Fan thought of this, he didn't know why. Although he had never known each other before, he felt inexplicably sympathetic to him in his heart.
Thinking that Ji Miaofu had lived for decades, his life must have been very difficult.
He was troubled in his heart.
Do you want to help the other person get rid of the bad luck of being possessed by this poor god?
Forget it, it's better not to take action.
After all, he and this Taoist nun are not relatives, and they may even be enemies.
In this case, why bother?
