"Chu Mingfeng, you have to be careful. Jiao Fei and the others will definitely not let you go like this. He will definitely find someone to help." During self-study in the evening, at the bottom of the teaching building, study committee member Zhou Qianhua cheered.

Courage, kindly remind Chu Mingfeng.

"Thank you for your concern." Chu Mingfeng said very politely.

Zhou Qianhua's cheeks immediately turned red. She covered her burning face, turned around and trotted away.

Chu Mingfeng walked out of the college gate freely without seeing anyone trying to intercept him. It seemed that he was overthinking, and Jiao Fei and the others must have lost their courage.

Chu Mingfeng walked towards the direction of Weilan Apartment.

Originally he had to take the bus and change one stop, but Chu Mingfeng did not choose to take the bus. He just walked casually. It seemed like a walking pace, but in fact it was very fast. He wanted to get familiar with this new environment as soon as possible.

When he came to the edge of a river embankment, Chu Mingfeng smelled a familiar smell.

Chu Mingfeng immediately looked for this familiar smell.

After walking two hundred meters, Chu Mingfeng finally determined the origin of this familiar smell, which was a weed growing on the river embankment.

This weed grew alone, and no one cared about it. Chu Mingfeng jumped over the railing of the river embankment and ran down the embankment.

"Ah...someone committed suicide by jumping into the river?"

A beautiful woman passing by almost screamed.

Chu Mingfeng hooked his hands on the edge of the embankment and stretched his feet towards the weed.

The beautiful woman ran to the railing and saw that Chu Mingfeng was grabbing the weed. She cursed in her heart: "You're crazy. You might lose your life for a weed."

The beauty ignored Chu Mingfeng and left.

Chu Mingfeng spent a lot of effort to pull out the weed with his feet.

With a light turn, Chu Mingfeng returned to the river embankment.

Picking up the weed, Chu Mingfeng observed it carefully.

"Seven-petal leaves, a small flower, yes, it's really Qijuecao. I didn't expect that there are Qijuecao in this world. Haha, I really got a big deal."

Chu Mingfeng held this weed, his heart was full of joy, and he cherished it very much. He never thought that there was such a thing as Qijuecao in this new world, and he found it easily. This...don't people here know the difference?

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Chu Mingfeng then thought about it, in this new world, there are very few practitioners, and even if there are, they are almost never born. These ordinary mortals have no idea that this is a spiritual treasure.

Chu Mingfeng couldn't put it down and took Qijuecao, quickly came to the nearby bus stop, and took the bus home.

Qijuecao brought an unexpected surprise to Chu Mingfeng. You must know that although Qijuecao is not a natural treasure, in the previous life's cultivation world, it was a resource that many monks competed for. Chu Mingfeng's current cultivation level is still very low.

This Qijuecao was a real helper in times of need for him.

Back at Weilan Apartment, Chu Mingfeng walked in and saw his aunt Sikong Wan'er sitting lazily on the sofa in the hall, holding a TV remote control panel in her hand and watching the tear-jerking Korean drama "My Love from the Moon".

"Feng'er, are you back?" When Sikong Wan'er saw Chu Mingfeng, she smiled and moved her legs.

"Well..." Chu Mingfeng looked at Sikong Wan'er. He was suddenly stunned and opened his eyes wide. Sikong Wan'er's sitting posture and dress were very unsightly, which made it easy for Chu Mingfeng to see some inappropriate things.

The beauty seen.

Looking at these wonderful scenery, Chu Mingfeng had endless reveries. Chu Mingfeng really felt that Sikong Wan'er was a little too casual at home.

However, what can he do? It is her freedom to sit in whatever posture Sikong Wan'er wants to wear at home.

"This... is simply fatal, aunt, you wouldn't be so tortured." Chu Mingfeng was stunned for a moment.

Sikong Wan'er saw that Chu Mingfeng was in a daze, she laughed and said: "Feng'er, what are you looking at my aunt for? Why are you holding a wild flower in your hand?"

Sikong Wan'er was not at all certain that her posture would have some kind of bad influence on Chu Mingfeng, a young man with a strong temperament. Maybe she had always regarded Chu Mingfeng as a junior.

"Aunt, I...I'm fine." Chu Mingfeng looked at Sikong Wan'er, and the energy and blood surged up again, and his words were a little incoherent.

Sikong Wan'er suddenly stood up from the sofa and said nervously: "Feng'er, you...you have a nosebleed again. You child, you said it was fine. I think you should stay in the hospital for two more days. What kind of bullshit doctor is that?"

Ah, I actually said that you are safe and sound."

Chu Mingfeng rushed into his bedroom, threw the Qijuecao in his hand on the bed, then rushed into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and rinsed his head with cold water. The blood on his nose was also washed away, and his body and mind changed slightly.

He had to calm down. Just now his whole body felt like it was being burned by fire. The feeling was too uncomfortable.

"Feng'er, are you okay? Do you want aunt to help you?"

Sikong Wan'er's concerned voice sounded outside the bathroom.

"I'm fine, I'm really fine..." Chu Mingfeng sweated violently. Damn it, if you came in to help me, wouldn't it be a disservice? Wouldn't it make me feel more uncomfortable?

"Oh, Feng'er, clean up the nosebleed and come to aunt's bedroom. Auntie has something very important to give you." Sikong Wan'er said calmly outside the bathroom.

"Um."

Chu Mingfeng rinsed it with cold water while calming down.

"How could I react after looking at my aunt? This shouldn't happen. She is my aunt. I cannot have evil thoughts about her, even though... I have no blood relationship with her."

Chu Mingfeng fell into deep self-blame. It was all because of his poor concentration. Of course, it was also because his cultivation level was too low. If his cultivation level was high, even if he was a nine-day fairy, he would be able to control the evil thoughts in his heart.

"We must strengthen our practice, start over, and strive to reach the peak state as soon as possible." Chu Mingfeng had a strong thought at this time.

After Chu Mingfeng rinsed himself soberly and calmed down, he took a dry towel from the shelf and wiped the water droplets off his face, then slowly walked out of the bathroom and into the living room.

Slowly walking to Sikong Wan'er's bedroom, he saw the pink blurry lights on in Sikong Wan'er's bedroom. The bedroom door was ajar. Chu Mingfeng gently opened the door and saw what he almost saw again.

A nosebleed scene.

Sikong Wan'er is changing clothes.
Chapter completed!