Chapter 1896 Survival 1
The head of a sect, the most elementary and most entry-level, actually needs to be above the seventh rank to practice!

Is this simply not wanting people to learn?
In fact, she completely wronged that senior back then.

A seventh-rank martial artist, in his era, was already a very, very weak existence.

In fact, many kung fu in that era could only be practiced at the tenth level or above.

This is why many martial arts have been lost.

But at this time, Ye Qingli just felt extremely frustrated.

It's like someone who was very excited to get a book of evil swordsmanship, but it said "If you want to practice magic skills, you must first go to the palace".

What a terrific disappointment!

In the final analysis, it was because my cultivation base was too weak!

Ye Qingli thought bitterly.

After going out, she must desperately improve her strength!

That way, you won't be a drag on others.

However, Ye Qingli thought with frustration that she must first ensure that she can get out now...

She went around outside, but got nothing except a useless secret book of Huoyun God's Palm.

She returned to the space again, and then, facing Jun Aohan, sighed quietly.

"Hey, I really envy you, but you have saved me so many times. Now, it's my turn to save you. Don't worry, I won't ask you to make up for it."

"Besides, don't miss me from now on. You know, the more you miss someone, the deeper your heart will be hurt. It's best that you forget me forever..."

Ye Qingli said in a low voice.

"Actually, you don't know, I'm a person from another world."

At this time, she suddenly had the urge to tell Jun Aohan completely what was in her heart.

"If it wasn't for that terminal illness, I'm afraid, the two of us would never have met."

She rambled on, and told Jun Aohan all the things that happened when she came to this world.

"Perhaps, I was destined to come to this world and meet you. However, fate destined us to separate."

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. Probably, that's it."

After Ye Qingli talked for a long time, she also began to find it funny.

"I really don't know, what's the use of me telling you this."

"Forget it, I never believed in fate, this is the most nonsense in the world."

"I've always believed in it—my fate is up to me!"

"To hell with any fate!"

Looking at the incomparably handsome face in front of her, like a monster, every time she sees her face, it makes people feel refreshed.

Ye Qingli suddenly felt that she was full of fighting spirit.

Even if it's for this face and no longer being seen by others, I must fight myself!

When did I become so timid?

You should fight Lin Rou!

Even if you can't beat her, you have to die vigorously!
There are two days left!
Ye Qingli calculated with her fingers.

Even if it is two days, she must hurry up and practice hard.

Ye Qingli turned around and returned to her medicine garden.

This place has always been the place where she practiced in space.

Recently, because of too many things, she hasn't practiced properly for a long time.

She was just sitting there, ready to start meditating.

(End of this chapter)

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