Qin Yang sat down as instructed and heard Elder Mingzhen say, "It's time for you to go out and practice. Go get the six-petaled Sky Snow Lotus on the snow mountain."

Qin Yang raised his head and looked at Elder Mingzhen, "Master, what do you want Tian Xuelian to do? Selling spiritual stones?"

Elder Mingzhen's beard trembled, and the teacup in his hand almost threw him in the face, "Selling spiritual stones means selling spiritual stones! I asked you to get Tianxuelian to make elixirs, not for you to sell!"

"I don't need pills." Qin Yang knew that Elder Mingzhen had been worried about his health.

But his body has been like this half-dead since he became conscious. No matter how many miraculous medicines he takes, it will be useless. It is better to sell it for spiritual stones and keep his broken sword.

Elder Mingzhen cared about an old woman's heart but was rejected by his apprentice, and a sadness suddenly overflowed from his heart.

"Hey, you said that I am already old and I don't know how many days I can live. How can you be considerate and considerate of me? I don't treat my illness, I don't find a Taoist companion, I practice in seclusion every day, and I look more like an old man than I do."

Qin Yang held his forehead and said, "Master, I'm not sick, I'm just weak. The goal of practicing in seclusion is to reach the middle stage of the Golden Elixir. As for a Taoist companion, I have never thought of looking for one, nor do I need one."

Like ordinary parents, Elder Mingzhen thinks too much and cares too much.

However, when thinking of the Taoist couple, a vague figure flashed in Qin Yang's mind.

He shook his head to get rid of the messy thoughts.

What's wrong with him? Ever since he woke up from seclusion, he felt something was wrong, as if something was missing.

But after thinking about it, there is nothing wrong with it.

"Hey!" Elder Mingzhen slapped his thigh, put down the tea cup in his hand, and looked at Qin Yang with burning eyes, "What do you think of Wu Chan? She is your uncle's apprentice, her cultivation level is higher than yours, and her appearance is also good.

Yes, someone who knows everything will definitely be able to protect you in the future. Although her temperament is a bit...well...a bit weird, and she is a bit old, as long as you are obedient, she will definitely not hit you for the sake of her teacher."

The more Elder Mingzhen thought about it, the more suitable it became. He wanted to run to his senior brother immediately and make arrangements for the marriage of the two juniors.

Qin Yang looked at him in astonishment, wondering where he came to the appropriate conclusion.

Qin Yang tried to convince his master, "Wu Chan..."

"What bad things are you saying about me again?!"

Wu Chan's voice came from outside the cave. Qin Yang looked at Elder Mingzhen, "Master, you didn't set up a barrier?"

Elder Mingzhen laughed, "Why set up a barrier? It's just you and me at this peak, and there's no one else. At most, you, Senior Sister Wu Chan, can come over. They're not outsiders."

Qin Yang: "..."

Wu Chan walked in and saluted, "Uncle Mingzhen."

"Hey, Wu Chan is here, sit down quickly!"

Elder Mingzhen was very enthusiastic, "I was talking about you just now."

"Oh." Wu Chan raised her eyebrows and glanced at Qin Yang, "Why did my uncle suddenly talk about me? Could it be that someone filed a complaint?"

"Tell me about you and my apprentice..."

"Ahem!"

Before Elder Mingzhen finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qin Yang. Qin Yang stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Master, I have something else to do, so I'll take a step first."

"Hey——" Elder Mingzhen stretched out his hand.

Qin Yang didn't look back, "I'll go get Tianxuelian tomorrow. Master, don't worry!"

After finally escaping, Qin Yang breathed out.

The master didn't know what was wrong with him, but he actually wanted him to get married to Wu Chan.

Wu Chan is now Nascent Soul, nearly a hundred years older than him, and it doesn't look right no matter how you look at it.

Thinking of this, Qin Yang's head began to hurt again. Someone seemed to have said that he was old.

But there are few people in Yuweifeng, and he doesn't have many close friends. Who would complain about his age in his ears?

Qin Yang thought about it again and made sure no one had said it.

Where do these inexplicable feelings come from?

*

In the dense forest.

Ji Changyue stumbled away, walking from day to night, and from night to day.

I don’t know how long I walked, but all my strength was exhausted and I didn’t even have the strength to lift my feet.

"Ugh!" The nausea and pain caused her to feel nauseated and vomited. She spit out a mouthful of blood and let her body fall to the ground.

The lush vegetation and leaves covered her figure, but the smell of blood was still strong and spread around.

She wanted to make a knot, but she couldn't even move her fingers.

In the body, the spiritual power of Bi Lingguo is still swirling, but Ji Changyue drew some of it to Dantian due to Ji Changyue on the way.

The spiritual power seems to have found the right path and moves to the Dantian on its own initiative.

But because there is no guidance, its progress is still slow.

Ji Changyue lay quietly on the ground, listening to the "dong-dong" heartbeat in her ears and the chirping of insects and birds in the dense forest.

Will I still die if I leave Sumengze?

Looking at the sky covered by the wide branches and leaves with half-closed eyes, Ji Changyue felt a little regretful.

If I had known...

If I had known she would have died with them, her life would not have been in vain.

No one can imagine the power of heaven!

As the sun sets in the west, the light in the dense forest dims, and gloomy colors cover your face and eyes.

Time passes slowly, and the process of waiting for death is despairing.

Ji Changyue began to wonder, what happened to Chang'an and the others? Are they still alive?

Will they also arrive at Mengze?

If they come to Sumengze, they must not let Qingze know about their relationship with her.

Qingze is so narrow-minded that he may take revenge on the two of them for his dissatisfaction with her.

She thought again that thanks to the bracelet Chang'an gave her, she kept it with her to help her cushion Qingze's blow.

Without the bracelet, she would have died on the spot.

But there is no difference between dying on the spot and dying now. The end result is death.

As if he sensed that she was giving up on herself, the small sword beside her ear shook, left her left ear, and stuck to her cheek.

The pain prevented her from feeling the movements of the small sword. She closed her eyes and refused to look at the situation outside.

The begonia flower on her wrist has not moved for a long time, and the bright color has become dull. Ji Changyue once tried to enter the space, but was rejected.

"roar--"

The thing that worried her most happened, a monster came.

The roar was getting closer and closer, and Ji Changyue could feel the ground vibrating, and the vibrations were getting closer and closer to her.

Suddenly, the monster stopped and let out a low growl of confusion, its nostrils twitching as it sniffed the smell in the air.

Where Ji Changyue was hiding, weeds were growing thick and tall, blocking the sight of the monster.

Sensing the danger, the small sword left Ji Changyue's cheek and floated in the air, the sword body growing larger.

"Roar——" The demonic beast was keenly aware of the movement and stared at the giant sword from before.

The sword shook, flew provocatively to the monster's head, turned around, and poked the monster's head with the tip of the sword.

The monster was completely angry. This damn sword actually dared to challenge its majesty!

The sword made a clear clang and flew to the other side. He wanted to lure this monster away.

With its strength, it was easy to kill this monster, but Qin Yang hadn't given it a spiritual stone for more than half a year, and the spiritual power it had accumulated had long been used up.
Chapter completed!