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Thinking that Jing Chusu was frightened today, Jing Wuming would definitely not let her go out for a walk, so Jing Ge directly took the passive talisman and was a little at a certain point in the back mountain wall. Then he passed through the wall silently and headed straight for Jing Chusu's door.

If there is no talisman in the same line, even if Jing Ge can break through the ban and force himself into the sect, it will trigger an alarm and be discovered by someone.

When he pushed the door open, Jing Ge immediately lowered his head, walked forward, and shouted respectfully: "Master's wife!"

Su Xiaoyue was sitting by the bed and talking to Jing Chusu.

When Jing Chusu saw Jing Ge coming, he smiled and said, "Eight Eccentrics, where have you been?"

Jing Ge said: "Master asked me for a question, and I'm only back now."

Seeing that he was well-behaved and felt pity in his heart, Su Xiaoyue said softly: "Jing Ge, thanks to you today, otherwise Chu Su would be in danger! Come and sit down!"

Jing Ge thought to himself, "Assuming!" But on the surface, he pretended to be frightened and said, "That's all I should do. With the teacher's wife here, I dare not sit down."

"This kid-" Su Xiaoyue smiled helplessly.

Jing Chusu rolled his eyes and smiled at Su Xiaoyue, "Mom, you are pregnant with your baby, so go and rest first!"

Su Xiaoyue chuckled, nodded, and looked at Jing Ge and said, "Then I'll leave first, you can play with her for a while! Look at her, don't let her go out today."

"Yes, Master's wife." Jing Ge respectfully sent Su Xiaoyue out and closed the door. Jing Chusu jumped out of the bed and said with a pout, "I'm fine, why are they all fussing? Ba Wei, let's go out to play!"

Jing Ge hurriedly said, "My master's wife can't tell you to go out. Didn't you deliberately make me unlucky like this? Let me sit on the bed!"

"Oh!" Jing Chusu raised his eyebrows and his eyes narrowed into slits, "You rebelled against you today, how dare you order me?"

"Hehe, I saved your life, shouldn't it be?" Without Jing Wuming and the others, Jing Ge could joke without him.

"Okay, let's listen to you today." Jing Chusu got into the quilt again, pointed at Jing Ge, and said, "It's only today!"

"Okay!" Jing Ge replied and sat on the edge of the bed.

"What should we do?" Jing Chusu thought for a while and said, "Why don't I tell you a story?"

"I'm not a child, what other stories do I have to listen to?" Jing Ge shook his head and said.

"What did you say? Not a child?" Jing Chusu was stunned at first, then laughed, bent his waist, covered his stomach, and shook his head repeatedly, "Oh, my god! Are you not a child? Who is a child? Eight monsters, you are so funny!"

Jing Ge was also stunned and thought to himself: "Oh-I forgot, I'm really a child!"

When Jing Chusu finished laughing, Jing Ge got to the point and whispered: "Last time you said you wanted to teach me to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but will you still teach me?"

Jing Chusu said in confusion: "Your clone cannot practice, either? You will go crazy once you practice!"

Jing Ge said: "I just accidentally touched them and went crazy. As long as I didn't do this, it would be fine."

"But last time it was because I helped you, the purple qi in your clone gathered together. If you were to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth by yourself, you must use your spiritual consciousness to control the dantian to operate on its own. How can your spiritual consciousness not invade the dantian? How can your dantian be able to operate? How can you absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth if the dantian cannot operate?"

Jing Ge thought for a while and said, "Actually, I just want to know how to find the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and then gather them together, and then I release the purple energy and swallow them. I don't need spiritual consciousness if I release the purple energy."

"This is a good idea." Jing Chusu said, "If you control purple qi without spiritual consciousness, what should you use?"

"I don't know either, just like I control my arms. When I think about it, it will do it. It's that simple. There is no need to release the spiritual consciousness." Jing Ge's hand made a move, and the purple air surged out and said, "Look, I'll turn it into a hand!" The purple air on the palm of his hand formed the shape of a hand. Then the shape of the hand changed, lengthened, turned into a sword, and then changed, turning into a knife.

Whether it is a sword or a knife, they are all the same shape, and are essentially a cloud of smoke-like purple gas. You can easily divide them by just one stroke from the middle with your other hand.

"So amazing! Then can you throw it out like using a flying sword?"

"I'll try!" Jing Ge shook his hand and cut off the connection between the purple qi and the palm of his hand. He found that he could no longer control the purple qi, so he immediately grabbed it with his hands, and the feeling of controlling it at will arise again.

Jing Ge shook his head and said, "As soon as it leaves my body, I can't control it."

"That's it! Then I will tell you how to understand the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Your spiritual sense is also good, and it can be sensed easily." Jing Chusu laughed, but seemed to think of something, closed his smile, looked at Jing Ge, and said, "Can you tell me? What will you plan to do when you become very powerful?"

Jing Ge said without hesitation: "Of course I'm looking for an opportunity to take revenge! I know the man who killed my father turned into ashes. If I don't kill him, I won't even forgive myself even if I die!"

"What else?" Jing Chusu asked.

"And—" Jing Ge thought for a while and shook his head, "No!"

"I'm not a fool." Jing Chusu rolled his eyes and reminded: "For example, my dad? How would you treat him?"

"Master?" Jing Ge pretended to be confused, "Master is so powerful, he is a cultivator in the God-Transforming Stage. How could I treat him like this? It's all about the Master who treats me!"

"What if you are even better than him?" Jing Chusu asked.

"I--" Jing Ge couldn't help but feel dumbfounded, lowered his head and became silent.

Seeing this, Jing Chusu sighed silently and replied to him: "If you are better than my father, you will definitely find a way to retaliate against him, right? You have suffered so much in his hands, lost your freedom, tortured by spells, and are worried all day long, afraid that he will punish him. You remember all this in your heart, right? Then, is it right or wrong for me to help you like this?"

Jing Ge sneered and said, "Don't worry! I will never surpass your father in another thousand years. Moreover, I am a puppet, and my life is always in his body. As long as he recites a spell, I will die. How can I take revenge on him?"

"Since this is the case, my father will take care of you at any time, so how can you take revenge? Even if you become very powerful, the enemy who kills your father is no longer your opponent, what chance do you have to take revenge?" Jing Chusu asked.

"I--"

Jing Chusu smiled meaningfully, looked straight at him, and said, "So, as long as you want to take revenge, you must first pass my father's level. Even if you look like you are a few years old, you must have figured it out. Why bother to deceive yourself?"

Jing Ge was silent again.

Jing Chusu pulled his hand over and said softly: "I know that all of this is my father's fault. But I am his daughter after all! How can I help you deal with him?"

"Then you-" Jing Ge was about to ask, "Do you won't help me anymore?", but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them somehow.

Jing Chusu said: "Although I have always lived in Meigu, isolated from the world. But from my mother, I know that my father, Jing Wuming, has been practicing for so many years, and has offended many enemies. It can be said that no cultivator has cultivated to a profound state and will not make enemies with others. If the cultivation is just hidden in one place and meditating for a thousand years, then that one can become an immortal! Therefore, I have no confidence in the cultivation again, nor do I like it, and I think it is boring, cruel, and ruthless. Even if I can live for hundreds or even thousands of years, I am always in an impure and uneasy state of mind. Isn't it tired to live for so long?

The higher the cultivation level, the more cruel the people are, the worse they become. I don’t want to be a bad guy who kills without blinking. I just want to add you with my father, mother, unborn brother or sister, now I have a little more of you, my senior sister and that hateful little snake, and live peacefully until I die peacefully. Even if I am an ordinary person, as long as I am not injured, it doesn’t matter. But my father said that without strong power to protect such a life, such a life cannot be passed. Whether it is a cultivator or a mortal, they need stronger power than others. Otherwise, sooner or later there will be miserable times - just like you!"

Jing Ge's mouth was dry and he didn't know how to answer the conversation.

"My father, he captured you and became like this in order to strengthen his strength, protect himself, and protect us. But he hurts you because of this. And he controlled you and tortured you with spells to shock you and prevent you from secretly hurting him, hurting your mother, or hurting me. But the more you torture you, the more you make you resent him, the more you want to resist, the more you want to hurt him, as well as your mother, and me."

"I won't hurt you, I will definitely not!" Jing Ge made a decisive move.

"Sometimes, if you want to hurt someone, you don't have to kill her, do you know?" Jing Chusu looked at him deeply.

Jing Ge shook his head blankly and said, "I don't understand."

"No matter whether you understand or not, I just want to ask you what you think in your heart." Jing Chu Su smiled brightly.

"I, I..." Jing Ge shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"Okay, okay, I won't force you anymore. You don't need to answer. I just hope you can worry about me in the future. As for me, I will try my best to help you, so don't worry!"

"Why?" Jing Ge was puzzled.

"It took my father more than six hundred years to reach this level. And you have only started now. If you can still surpass him in the end, you can only say that this is God's will. God's will is like this. Even if I don't help you, everything will still happen."

"God's will?" Jing Ge couldn't help but look up at God, shook his head and said, "I don't believe there is this thing at all."

Boom!

Suddenly, a thunderclap shocked Jing Ge.

"This, this, this..." Jing Ge was stunned, turned his head and looked out the window, then looked at Jing Chusu with a surprised look on his face, and swallowed, "This is a coincidence!"

The rain suddenly dropped and was blocked by the Weiling Sect's protection formation.

Jing Chusu burst out laughing and said, "Tell you to talk nonsense, be careful of thunder strikes you!"

Jing Ge shrank his body, then kicked off his shoes, huddled onto the bed, and whispered: "I won't talk about it from now on."

Jing Chusu was amused by his appearance and smiled and said, "I will tell you a secret, do you want to hear it?"

"Tell me!"

"My father actually asked me yesterday if I like you, haha, it's so funny! It scared me!" Jing Chusu laughed exaggeratedly and patted Jing Ge's head.

Jing Ge's heart moved and asked, "How did you answer? Do you don't like me? Do you hate me?"

"Of course I like you! Otherwise, how could I be so kind to you? However, the like my father said is different from this one. What he said is the kind of love that comes from a husband and wife."

"Is there any difference? Do you all like it?" Jing Ge said strangely, "Is it a husband and wife? Who knows what happens in the future? Hehe!"

"Why are you laughing?" Jing Chusu frowned and pinched Jing Ge's ear, "Do you want to marry me?"

"You are so much older than me, so it's not a disadvantage to marry you?" Jing Ge pulled her hand away and touched her ears.

"Hmph! Do you think I'm old?" Jing Chusu said angrily, "Do you know how I told my father? I said you little brat, this girl is born beautiful and will she like you? Humph, a joke!"

"What's the little one? I can't grow up--" Jing Ge opened his mouth, suddenly as if he was petrified. He fixed it for a long time before closing his mouth and said softly: "If you don't like it, you don't like it. I don't like you anyway."

Seeing that he looked abnormal, Jing Chusu was shocked: "Do you know?"

"What do you know?"

"I know - I know you can't grow up?" Jing Chusu broke his shoulder and looked a little nervous.

Jing Ge looked at her and sneered, "It's great to be alive, but why bother to grow up or not?"
Chapter completed!