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Chapter 8 8. Use the most sinister intentions to achieve the luckiest ending
Jiang Xingmeng could not fall in love with Xie Buhui and Yu Qingge's monkey-like eyes, and Luo Shuanghan and Nan Zhixiang's beaming voices.

"Xiao Meng is really a heavenly spirit body." Xie Buhui raised his eyebrows. He was just surprised, but he didn't show any ecstasy. "Heavenly spirit body... As long as you don't die in this life, the spiritual energy will go crazy. Of course, if Xiaomeng finds it troublesome, I can seal the spirit body, so that the speed of absorbing spiritual energy will be slowed down a lot."

Jiang Xingmeng thought numbly, Tianling Body was very worried when he heard it. Doesn't this mean that she can't be destroyed?
But she thought about it again, this is also a good thing, if the spiritual energy can automatically penetrate into her meridians, doesn't that mean that she doesn't need to practice every day?
Xie Buhui continued: "... If you progress too fast, it may not be a good thing. Sooner or later you will attract the attention of others, and then you will be in danger."

Jiang Xingmeng nodded: "I understand, everyone is innocent, but pregnant is guilty. Master, please seal it."

Xie Buhui made a trick, then used his spiritual power to draw a complex pattern out of thin air, and tapped Jiang Xingmeng's eyebrows with his fingertips.

Jiang Xingmeng had a cinnabar mole between her eyebrows. At the same time, she felt that the spiritual energy that had just been rushing to drill into her meridians had slowed down, which was about the same distance from flying to walking.

Xie Buhui said: "However, the seal will also be broken. If the seal is lifted, the spiritual energy that should belong to you will be injected into your meridians at one time. Although it will not explode, it will not be very comfortable."

Jiang Xingmeng didn't care much, as long as he didn't die anyway.

Yu Qingge was taciturn, but now he said a few words: "This is a good thing, we should celebrate it."

Nan Zhixiang glanced at Yu Qingge, and suggested: "Let's go eat hot pot, and by the way, it can be regarded as a cleansing for the little junior sister."

Luo Shuanghan and Jiang Xingmeng looked at each other and found a smile in each other's eyes.

Jiang Xingmeng was moved and thought, the third senior brother is really a kind person, gentle and caring, knowing that she wants to eat hot pot, so he proposed it.

Luo Shuanghan thought jokingly, the third junior brother was eating it plain and black as always. He obviously wanted to eat it, but he acted like it was for the little junior sister, which made the little junior sister extremely grateful.

Yu Qingge had no objection, and Xie Buhui was not that kind of strict master, so he naturally agreed.

So at night, Jiang Xingmeng put on the dress Luo Shuanghan gave her, held Luo Shuanghan's hand, and walked down the mountain with her senior brother and master.

Xie Buhui and Yu Qingge walked in front, discussing swordsmanship and cultivation, Jiang Xingmeng heard a few fragments, and then couldn't hold back his tactical retreat.

Senior brother and master, they are so terrifying!
She couldn't help but sigh: "When I was studying in the palace, there were always a few people in the Imperial Academy who would discuss poetry, songs, and governance of the country even during breaks..."

Luo Shuanghan asked with a smile: "Little junior sister is talented and intelligent, she should have been praised by the master a lot when she was studying, right?"

Jiang Xingmeng shook his head: "No. Master not only doesn't praise me, but also scolds me from time to time."

Nan Zhixiang, who was walking beside the two of them, raised his eyebrows: "You must be too lazy and unwilling to learn more. You might even cause trouble, right?"

Jiang Xingmeng smiled shyly: "How can the matter of being favored by the princess be called trouble?"

Luo Shuanghan and Nan Zhixiang: "..."

Jiang Xingmeng recalled: "I only arrive at Taixue at midnight every day. At that time, others have already studied for two hours. There are always some ignorant people who feel unconvinced and ask the master why I can come so late."

Xie Buhui asked curiously: "How did your master answer?"

Jiang Xingmeng said: "Master didn't answer and scolded me. After school, I went to find the man and told him that he could come so late as long as he reads and sleeps until Yin time like me every day."

After a pause, she said with emotion: "This silly boy actually believed it!"

Several people were amused by Jiang Xingmeng, Luo Shuanghan said: "Then what happened later? Was he scolded by the master?"

Jiang Xing dreamed for a while, feeling a little unsure: "I don't know if he was scolded or not, but later, the story of him staying up late to study spread throughout Luojing. The elders praised him one after another, and his peers hated him and said he was scheming. He was so deep that he actually studied secretly behind their backs... Later he became the youngest number one scholar and told my father that he wanted to marry me, but he was beaten up by my father."

Several people:"……"

When Jiang Xingmeng said this, his mood suddenly fell a lot: "Who would have thought that? When the new emperor entered Luojing, he opened the city gate..."

Both Luo Shuanghan and Nan Zhixiang scolded angrily: "What a white-eyed wolf!"

Jiang Xingmeng took a breath, and continued: "...Let me out secretly, so I survived."

Luo Shuanghan and Nan Zhixiang: "..."

Excuse me, farewell.

Xie Buhui said a few words with emotion: "This is cause and effect. Whatever cause you sow, you will get the result. If you hadn't said those few words back then, you might not have had a way to survive. This incident tells me We have the same truth, what is it, Qingge can tell us?"

Yu Qingge thought for a while, and said seriously: "This incident tells us that we should be like our little junior sisters, with the most sinister intentions to achieve the luckiest ending."

Jiang Xingmeng: "..."

Jiang Xingmeng: "..."

Fist hardened.

While talking, the group arrived at the restaurant in the small town and entered the private room.

Jiang Xingmeng said: "This place is quite close to Ziwei Mansion, and there seem to be many cultivators on the street."

In fact, not many, it is too much.

Cultivators are easy to recognize. Most of them have good-looking and exquisite appearance, tall and straight figure, and outstanding temperament. Most of them also carry their own natal spiritual weapons.

Luo Shuanghan picked up vegetables for her and said, "This town is called Xianyuan Town, and there are five or six sects nearby. Ziwei Mansion is the closest to Xianyuan Town, followed by Qingming Sect."

Jiang Xingmeng was so frightened that his hands trembled that he could hardly hold his chopsticks: "Ziwei Mansion and Qingming School are very close?"

Luo Shuanghan noticed Jiang Xingmeng's gaffe and was confused, but he didn't ask any more questions and just nodded: "It's only three hills away."

Jiang Xingmeng: "..."

What kind of human suffering is this?
But she changed her mind, now that she was born as a Ziwei mansion, and died as a ghost of Ziwei mansion, she has a fart relationship with the Qingming sect!

Nan Zhixiang looked at Xie Buhui: "But Xianyuan Town didn't have so many practitioners in the past. Is there something important recently?"

Xie Buhui thought for a while, then suddenly patted his forehead: "If you didn't tell me, I would have almost forgotten - this is the day when the secret realm of Chongshan will be opened soon, it seems to be only three days later."

Yuqingge, Luo Shuanghan, and Nan Zhixiang: "...?"

Luo Shuanghan laughed angrily: "Master, can you forget such a big thing as the Chongshan Secret Realm?"

Both Yu Qingge and Nan Zhixiang put down their faces, obviously agreeing with Luo Shuanghan's words.

So Jiang Xingmeng understood that this secret place in the heavy mountain was very important.

She was about to ask, but at this moment, there was a commotion from the next door, as well as the sound of cursing and scolding.

(End of this chapter)