Chapter 65
He has no memory, but he knows how to cultivate, alchemy, formations, and even so many kinds of characters.

Gu Miaomiao fell into deep thought. According to what Gu Feiyang said about her experience, it is impossible to understand this, so is she really an ancient ghost?

Reading and translating, the sky gradually turned white, and Gu Miaomiao was still writing.

Jing Fan also didn't sleep all night. After practicing to his level, it is common for him to sit in meditation for several years or even decades without eating, drinking or sleeping.

Although he didn't have to eat, Jing Fan still asked someone to deliver the food today. He was a little impatient when he didn't see Gu Miaomiao coming.

Xiao Lizi observed his words and expressions, and said with a smile: "Sect Master, shall I call Gu Xianzun over?"

"I'll go and have a look." Jing Fan stood up, and a shadow swayed in place and disappeared.

Her long hair, which was usually tied up, was half-draped today. The long hair on the top of her head was tied up with a jade-colored headband. She was wearing a scarlet Taoist robe, with a fairy-like bone, orchid and jade tree. Xiao Lizi couldn't help but look at him again. It's so beautiful, even the old man couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Not long after someone knocked on the door, Xiao Lizi went out to have a look, but it was Shui Chenxi, he smiled and said, "Morning Shuifeng Lord."

It is a big deal that the sect does not have a gate. Yesterday, Shui Chenxi spent a whole night in Zhanlu Zong working hard to get a piece of good material from Zhanlu Zong for them to build the gate. Today, she came to look for Jing before the gate was ready. Fan, I want to go to Zhanluzong with him and bring back the gate.

She stroked the broken hair on her sideburns, and went straight past Xiao Lizi: "Where is senior brother?"

Xiao Lizi followed and replied: "The suzerain has gone out, is there something wrong with Master Shuifeng? I can convey it for you."

out?Where are you going early in the morning?
Shui Chenxi paused, then turned and walked out again: "Do you know where he went?"

Although Xiao Lizi is a mortal, this Qingyang sect is a place of geomantic omen, and Jingfan is also generous. Although he can't cultivate, he has taken the medicine that can extend his life. Knowing the thoughts of his suzerain, these more than a hundred years have really been in vain.

Xiao Lizi smiled and said, "Where is the suzerain going? Where can we ask?"

Shui Chenxi turned around and gave him a hard look. Did he mean that she didn't deserve to know?She stomped her feet and flew up. Her graceful appearance attracted many disciples who were doing morning classes, and they all looked up.

Jing Fan stepped across the space and stood in front of Gu Miaomiao's desk. Seeing that she was seriously writing with her head down, she stood behind her and looked carefully.

Gu Miaomiao didn't notice that there was another person behind her at all. She picked up the pen and ink and saw the figure hanging on the table. She was startled. She suddenly got up and turned around, but forgot the front table and the back chair. When she turned around, the chair hurt her knee , the table hurt her lower back, she frowned in pain, and looked at Jing Fan with red eyes.

Jing Fan has never seen her so panic-stricken, she is so cute...

He raised the corners of his lips, put her on the table with one hand supporting her waist, pulled out the chair and sat down and lifted up her skirt: "Reckless, come to show the senior brother, is the skin broken?"

A person who cultivates immortals, he cultivates the sutras, bones, soul, and flesh outside. Such bumps and bumps did not leave a mark, but Jing Fan still took out a bottle of fragrant plaster, and dipped his slender fingers on her knees.

Gu Miaomiao hurriedly pulled her legs back, and met Jing Fan's displeased gaze, she panicked, and hurriedly explained: "It's not the left leg, it's the right leg."

Jing Fan's pupils shrank, and he calmly pulled back her left leg and continued to apply the plaster: "This plaster not only heals the wound, but also nourishes the skin."

Gu Miaomiao stopped arguing, and watched him apply the ointment to his unscarred legs, jumped off the table while he was collecting the ointment, and turned around to clean up the paper and pens on the table.Suddenly the belt loosened, she panicked and grabbed the hanging belt, turned to look at him: "Senior brother..."

Jing Fan said lightly, "Let me take a look at your waist."

With a serious face and a calm tone, everything seems so natural!

Gu Miaomiao took a step back with a flushed face, grabbed the paper tightly in front of her and didn't dare to look at Jing Fan: "Well, it's okay..." Fearing that he insisted on reading, he quickly changed his words: "I will check it myself. That's all right, senior brother, please go downstairs and wait a while."

There was a smear of pink haze on the fair face, making people's hearts itch. Jing Fan's throat rolled, and he leaned forward, resting his hands on the table and looking down at Gu Miaomiao's fragile skin.

The narrow space made it impossible for Gu Miaomiao to avoid it. She blinked her eyes in a panic, not knowing what to do. Seeing that Jing Fan's face was getting closer and closer to her, she was anxious, raised her hand and slapped it with all her strength. his chest.

Jing Fan didn't move at all, but her palm hit the bookshelf behind him, a formation flickered to neutralize the force of her palm, and the bookshelf was unscathed.

Jing Fan put the ointment on the table, looked at Gu Miaomiao playfully and said, "Dare to do something to senior brother, you are quite brave."

The voice came from behind!Gu Miaomiao was startled, and suddenly realized that what was in front of her was just an afterimage he deliberately left behind, she turned to look at Jing Fan, and frowned: "Senior brother, that's not right."

"Why not? Huh?" Jing Fan rubbed his fingers and looked at Gu Miaomiao. Such a stupid junior sister, I don't know if spanking would be the reaction.

Gu Miaomiao couldn't tell what was wrong, she bit her lip and thought about what was wrong.

Like a kitten, Jing Fan took a step forward and reached out to touch the top of her hair. As soon as his fingertips touched her hair, he turned to pick up the back of her neck, turned around and walked out through the window. He threw Gu Miaomiao On the ground, he took two steps back and said, "I have suppressed my cultivation to the ninth level of Qi training, let's fight."

The voice fell, and before Gu Miaomiao could react, a palm had already been blasted out, and the shadow of the palm covered Gu Miaomiao's escape route. In the face of danger, she calmed down a lot. She flicked a piece of spiritual energy to protect her whole body, and shook the other hand , Jiu Lianhuan whizzed out, she rubbed her body, Jiu Lianhuan bumped into Jing Fan's attack, and there was a bang.

Gu Miaomiao took the opportunity to strike out with a palm, and Jiu Lianhuan hit Jing Fan with the palm shadow. He flew back and untied the jade belt on his hair with his backhand. The jade belt swelled in the wind and wrapped around Jiu Lianhuan.

Gu Miaomiao grabbed and pulled her palms, but she still couldn't escape the entanglement of the jade belt. She made a decisive decision, cut off the entangled chains, and wiped the chains with her hand, and the chains turned into black and heavy knives. She stepped forward two steps, with both hands Holding the knife, he slashed at the jade belt.

Jing Fan didn't resist him, he put away the jade belt with a shake of his hand, and took Jiu Lianhuan to erase the spiritual consciousness branded by Gu Miaomiao on it, and Jiu Lianhuan turned into a spear to meet the sword.

Gu Miaomiao's spiritual consciousness was injured, her pretty eyes turned cold, and the saber technique in her hand became more and more fierce.

Jing Fan's eyes flashed and he retreated one after another: "You are so ruthless against senior brothers? It's ok."

Gu Miaomiao bit her lip without saying a word, and chased after him with wide open and closed swords.However, it was too much for an ordinary competition to seriously damage her consciousness!Is there such a senior brother!

Seeing that Gu Miaomiao was getting serious, Jing Fan retracted the gun, and without any spiritual energy, he grabbed Gu Miaomiao's wrist and twisted it. She let go of the painful knife and dropped it. Jing Fan picked up the knife, flipped the back of the knife over, She patted her butt lightly: "Naughty. It's late, let's go have breakfast."

Gu Miaomiao touched her sore buttocks and turned her head to look at Jing Fan's back. What is he doing?Didn't you mean a competition?Why did you leave before you could win or lose?
(End of this chapter)

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