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Chapter 830 There is me, but not only me (W word)(4/6)

"I'm waiting for you."

Qi Zifan chuckled.

The Son's talent is really strong.

Perhaps, if he follows the established trajectory, he will be used as a stepping stone by one of the two protagonist templates, Lu Ming or Gou Sheng.

But because everything changed, these events did not happen, and the Holy Son really began to grow rapidly, showing the talents he possessed.

Now, he is already stable in the mortal world.

This is rare among the younger generation!

"I'll catch up myself."

Qian Yuantuo snorted coldly, then clasped his fists and bowed, then turned and left, as if he was saving time and was not sloppy in the slightest.

"This guy is a bit interesting."

Lan Cai'er saw it in her eyes, her eyes wandering on Qi Zi Fan and Qian Yuan Tuo: "Like you?"

"roll roll roll."

Qi Zifan laughed and scolded.

Fortunately, with Qian Yuantuo taking the lead, more and more fellow disciples have become ‘enlightened’ and turned self-blame and grief into motivation and encouragement.

They clasped their hands and left. Many of them did not speak, but their hearts were full of passion.

Qi Zifan saw this scene in his eyes, and Lan Cai'er was also amazed.

"Their anger is getting stronger."

gas···

This is a very vague statement, but it is true.

Based on Lan Cai'er's current state, if you look at most of the monks who are not even the emperor, you can naturally tell how angry they are.

For example, at this moment, everyone's anger seems to be "burning".

It's normal to see a few people having this kind of anger occasionally, but almost everyone has it, which can be called abnormal.

It was precisely because of this that Lan Cai'er was shocked.

"Judging from the energy at the moment, perhaps most of these people's achievements will not be too low."

"maybe?"

"It's just that the specific step you can take is not determined by 'qi'. Talent... is a hard shackle."

"Although some people can break through the restrictions of the shackles, there are never too many such people."

"That's why I said that their achievements may not be too low."

"If you want to achieve too high an achievement, as you said, the talent limit is too great." Lan Caier whispered.

The so-called ‘qi’ can be regarded as heart energy or ‘willpower’.

In other words, under this encouragement, they will always persevere, persevere, fight and defeat, move forward bravely, and never back down...

With this kind of mentality, it is almost impossible to give up halfway.

As long as you don't die young for some reason.

Their future achievements will naturally not be too low.

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The crowd began to disperse.

Only the familiar people remained.

Everyone is discerning and will naturally not act recklessly. They will leave when they should leave and stay when they should stay.

We obviously need to communicate well with people we know well, so why stay with people we don’t know well?

Not long after, the Saint Girl team reached the top of the mountain, but did not get close immediately.

Su Muxue stepped forward, smiled and nodded at Lan Cai'er, then took Qi Zixiao into her arms and hugged her tightly.

Su Muxue didn't have any emotions, just emotion and distress.

She didn't say anything more, she just hugged her tightly and sighed quietly: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back safely..."

Qi Zifan nodded.

In fact, he didn't have any lustful thoughts, but... at this moment, both of them had extremely good figures, especially the woman's figure, which was already curved forward and backward.

Hugging each other so tightly...

Ahem, it’s not our fault.

It was my uncle who took the initiative.

This guy muttered secretly, forcing himself to remain calm...

"Are you suffering?"

For a long time, Su Muxue let go of her hand, took Qi Zifan's hand, and said with emotion: "Tell me, what have you experienced during this trip?"

"It's natural."

Qi Zifan nodded.

Since she wants to listen, what if she talks?

What's more, looking at Fatty Dan, Fortune Teller and the others scratching their heads, it's obvious that they also want to hear and ask questions.

Although Xiao Zhan and the others of the older generation seemed calm, in fact, they quietly pricked up their ears. How could Qi Zi Fan not understand?

"Let me talk about it first."

"However, Master respects him..."

"Plant yourself." Su Muxue said softly: "Before you are besieged by the Golden Immortal."

"Do you want to breed with your body?"

Qi Zifan blinked, a little confused.

Logically speaking, using one's body to breed should only be useful once, right? At least that was the case for Emperor Huangtian in that story.

This... why did Mo Daolin plant his own seeds a second time?

"I see."

Qi Zixiao felt relieved when he learned that it was not Mo Daolin who had an accident.

With a wave of her hand, many jade tables and chairs appeared, inviting everyone to take their seats. She first briefly introduced Lan Cai'er, and then said: "Gou Sheng, you can't save your wine today."

"That's natural."

Gou Sheng chuckled, not minding that Qi Zifan called him that, and with a wave of his hand, pieces of wine gourds appeared.

Of course, it's not the drunkenness of gods, but normal wine.

Chen Cheng, Zhou Yining and other disciples protecting the law immediately stood up, took out wine glasses, spiritual fruits and other objects, poured wine with everyone, and distributed spiritual fruits.

Taking advantage of this gap, Qi Zi Fan suddenly rolled his eyes and quietly kicked Lan Cai'er on the left.

"how?"

Lan Cai'er blinked and used her spiritual consciousness to transmit the voice.

"That's the only thing left."

"He has as many trump cards as the water in the river, countless. As far as I know, he will never die. If you want to find someone who is not afraid of poison..."

"Perhaps you can try this thing." Qi Zifan also responded with a voice transmission from his spiritual consciousness.

"he?"

Lan Cai'er blinked and looked carefully at Gou Chan.

"She looks... a little bit ugly. Fortunately, she doesn't look thin. If you are really not afraid of poison, you might as well give it a try."

"Then give it a try. It would be good if you can cultivate feelings."

"...Let's talk about it later."

Lan Cai'er has nothing to say.

Qi Zifan is not in a hurry.

He just said it casually, who knows whether it will come true or not.

Soon, the drinks were ready, and Qi Zifan did not hide them, and told them one by one about his many experiences after leaving the world of immortality.

He didn't hide anything except the secrets he wanted to tell others.

When the lecture started, even Lan Cai'er listened with great rapt attention.

After all, she only joined in the middle, and she didn't understand the 'first half' of the story.
To be continued...
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