bookcurios Chapter 191 What is the Hardest
Chapter 191 What is the Hardest
Chu Xinglan originally planned to calm down in the stream before coming out, but as soon as he popped his head out, he felt Sang Yunqi's breath, and he was so scared that he quickly shrank back.
At his level, staying in the water for an hour or two was not a big deal, as there was nothing to do, so he just meditated and practiced.
When he felt that his realm had advanced to a higher level, he emerged from the water. It was already daybreak, and all his previous romantic thoughts were thrown away.
Sang Yunqi felt that the spiritual power in his body had improved a little, and he was quite satisfied.
"After you finish your training, come over for breakfast."
Chu Xinglan used his spiritual power to evaporate the moisture from his body, then walked towards the pavilion. The table inside was already set with dishes.
He walked over to Sang Yunqi and sat down, then casually asked, "Master, did you make this this morning? It smells so good."
When I looked up, I saw Sang Yunqi holding a familiar book in his hand.
He didn't react at first, but when Sang Yunqi turned the page, he saw a familiar illustration out of the corner of his eye, and the chopsticks he had just picked up fell to the ground instantly.
"Master... Master, what are you looking at?"
Sang Yunqi looked at him with amusement and casually placed the book on the table between them.
Chu Xinglan subconsciously looked away, his earlobe was already red as if it was about to bleed.
How can Master read this kind of book in broad daylight and be so calm and not even blush or breathe heavily? He is indeed an old fellow with such a thick skin!
"What are you doing? This is a book Fan Lou gave me. I just want to read it."
"Didn't you see it?"
Chu Xinglan almost jumped up and stammered, "I... Of course I didn't watch it. How could I... How could I watch such a thing?"
Sang Yunqi pretended to be puzzled and turned a few more pages of the book, saying puzzledly: "Isn't this just a kind of practice? What else can it be?"
"My copy is the first volume, which is incomplete. Please bring your copy to me for a look. I have to say that the technique sent by Fan Lou is quite mysterious."
As he said this, he looked at him with some suspicion: "How do you know what it is if you haven't seen it?"
"I didn't see you crawling under the bed last night just to hide this, did you?"
Chu Xinglan never thought that just one sentence from him would make Sang Yunqi think so much. He tensed up uncontrollably and wanted to run away.
As a result, Sang Yunqi quickly pulled it back and pressed it into its seat.
"Alright, there's nothing to be shy about. It's just a dual cultivation technique."
"If you feel embarrassed, just give me the book. Or do you want to read Master's book and we can exchange?"
Chu Xinglan lowered his head and began to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and started to show off his food with big mouthfuls.
Sang Yunqi looked at him with an angry look on his face, and finally let him go out of kindness and started talking about business.
"Xuan Ling will be returning to the demon tribe soon. Ask him to check your body again and say goodbye to you."
"Leaving today?"
"Well, the demon tribe still has a lot of things waiting for him to clean up. Two days is the limit for him to stay here."
"Especially since the Demon King hasn't come out of seclusion yet, he has to go back and take charge."
Chu Xinglan nodded, he could understand it.
Sang Yunqi thought about it and finally said what he had been thinking about for a long time.
"This time, while he is here, I want you to absorb the original power in the pendant as well."
Chu Xinglan didn't take it seriously at first, but it took him a long time to react and he immediately became anxious.
"Master, how can I do this? I am not seriously ill right now. Just like Master said before, I can just practice according to the routine. I am practicing very fast now."
"Also, during this period of time, I can feel that my spiritual sense is becoming more and more condensed. Last time, my spiritual sense was over-consumed, but it was fine, wasn't it?"
Although this thing is on him now, as long as he doesn't absorb it, the master can take it back later.
Ever since he learned about the importance of this thing, he has been thinking about how to return it to his master, but he didn't expect that his master would come up with this idea.
Sang Yunqi had already expected this result, but he still advised patiently.
"Xinglan, there will definitely be many battles coming up. I have my own battlefield. Even if Fan Lou doesn't take action, there will definitely be others. I can't protect you all the time, and you definitely don't want to stay in the back mountain and be protected."
"Xu Zhuo just told me that the black-robed man has set up an ambush in the secret place of Shangguan's family, intending to lure you into a trap. Will you not go?"
"There will be a big war in Anmo City sooner or later. Will you stay behind obediently?"
"If you don't agree, I can only let Xuan Ling take you back to the demon tribe."
Chu Xinglan originally wanted to refute, but he held it back after hearing the last sentence. His eyes instantly turned red and he looked at Sang Yunqi in disbelief.
"Master, are you planning to drive me away?"
Sang Yunqi pursed her lips, raised her hand and gently wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes.
"Master doesn't want to drive you away. I know you are worried about me, but you see, I don't have these original powers, so it doesn't matter. The Demon Lord will not be able to get away with it in my hands."
Chu Xinglan dodged his hand angrily and said sullenly, "He is just a new Demon Lord who just broke through the barrier not long ago. Master can't hurt him, and he said it has no impact."
Sang Yunqi was amused by his appearance: "Does Xinglan dislike Master?"
"Fan Lou has no intention of becoming our enemy, and there is no need for us to think about killing him. Having a demon like this is much better than having another ambitious one. Xing Lan is so smart, how could he not think of this."
Chu Xinglan couldn't help but roll his eyes at him: "Master, you are the only one who is so stubborn, and you are trying to fool me with moral principles."
Sang Yunqi was choked by him and added in a panic, "Who said I'm the toughest talker? I'm afraid you'll cry if I really show you this!"
After he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong, and just as he was about to make amends, he was interrupted by the sharp voice of his young apprentice.
"Master, what are you saying?"
Seeing him like this, there was no way to take back his words, so Sang Yunqi simply gave up.
"Just know what you are talking about. Why are you asking? What is there to ask? Hurry up and eat."
Chu Xinglan didn't care about the rules anymore and pointed at Sang Yunqi: "You...you..."
All kinds of dirty words were on his lips, but he finally swallowed them back, threw down his chopsticks, and walked down the mountain.
Seeing that he disappeared in a few seconds, Sang Yunqi could no longer maintain the calm expression on his face and pinched his nose in annoyance.
What on earth was he doing just now? That kind of words... Now the little disciple doesn't know how many days he will have to hide from him.
After adjusting for a while, Sang Yunqi resigned himself to going to find Chu Xinglan again. The physical examination could not be delayed.
When Xuan Ling saw the master and disciple, he immediately realized something was wrong. Were they having a quarrel?