I traveled through the book and became a junior sister of a sect. The plot is decided by me.

Gu Ning was about to sit down and rest, but upon hearing this, he stood up again.

"What's wrong, senior sister?"

Ye Xiaoshu took Gu Ning's pulse without saying anything, and chuckled for a while, "Look at your bones."

"Bones?" Gu Ning was puzzled. He looked inside as he was told and was suddenly shocked.

"This, this, this... has your skin really turned into ice and jade?"

The jade sword bone has a faint ice-blue color flowing on it, like ink splashed on the elegant mutton-fat white, outlining wisps of extremely elegant frost and snow.

This frosty and snowy color is warm and tough, with the smoothness and delicacy of jade, and the sharpness and determination of a sword.

If I could reunite with Fusheng, and the sword and I become one, I wonder what kind of earth-shattering scene would happen...

Gu Ning smiled happily, his eyebrows curved, and then he grabbed Zhou Wentian's wrist with one hand, and a wisp of spiritual power lightly penetrated into his body, as if entering an empty space.

Zhou Wentian's bones were faintly jade-colored, with a light green color floating above the jade, like a piece of light green jadeite that still needed time to settle and be polished by the mountains, rivers, heaven and earth.

Gu Ning understood in his heart, the black ice crystal is a sacred product of ice spiritual roots, and Zhou Wentian is a wood spiritual root...the reason why he can do so is because of his ability to embrace everything.

Otherwise, this natural sword bone that was born and raised naturally would probably have been wasted.

Thinking of this, Gu Ning glared at Xiao Qing secretly.

Xiaoqing, who is weaving the story of "Cowherd and Weaver Girl": "???"

What happened? What happened? Did something big happen while it was distracted?

"It's fine now. Once he wakes up and his spiritual power circulates, there should be no problem after a few big cycles of practice." Gu Rou added.

Gu Ning tilted his head, "Then why did he faint?"

Gu Ning was frozen for such a long time, but he was still very clear-headed.

"Probably... because the soul power was depleted too much and he was too tired, so he fell asleep." After thinking for a while, Gu Rou gave an explanation.

Gu Ning: “???”

Is that so?

Is it really?

In this way, a day and a night passed. When the crowd watching the fun gradually dispersed, Zhou Wentian's eyelashes, like butterfly wings, trembled slightly.

Then he opened his eyes.

It caught Gu Ning's eye at first sight.

These eyes are clean and clear, like the purest stream in the mountains, and seem to reflect the falling mountain flowers.

"You're awake!" The next moment, these quiet eyes suddenly became lively, like a cunning little rabbit, filled with smiles.

When people saw this, they couldn't help but feel softened at heart and grinned.

"Ah."

Zhou Wentian responded with one word, "What about you? How do you feel?"

Gu Ning jumped up and smiled, blinking, "Look at me jumping up and down, there must be nothing wrong."

"That's good..."

"Third Senior Sister, Sister, come and check on him quickly to see if there is anything wrong with him..."

In one day and night, the two were pulled up several times, so when the sound came out, they both turned their heads and looked at Gu Ning with despair, "It's okay..."

"Take a look, take one last look..." Gu Ning pulled them both to Zhou Wentian, who was sitting up in a daze, and then grabbed Zhou Wentian's hands and put them into Ye Xiaoshu's and Gu Rou's hands, one on the left and one on the right.

Ye Xiaoshu: It's over, my junior sister is going to fall in love...

Gu Rou pouted: If my sister has someone she likes, will she leave me behind?

While the two were brainstorming, Zhou Wentian's physical condition was already clear to him.

"It's okay." Ye Xiaoshu rolled his eyes unhappily, "Gu Ning, you are a disciple of Mingyue Sect, you can't turn your elbow out so quickly."

Gu Ning: “???”

"Sister, you can't leave me, or I'll cry." Gu Rou pulled Gu Ning's sleeve, "He's fine."

Gu Ning: “???”

This person is our lifesaver. Shouldn’t we care about him?

In this way, Gu Ning felt even more at ease.

***

When Zhou Wentian recovered, he found that all the treasures in the Canghai Main Hall had been explored almost completely by other cultivators.

So, several people discussed going to the exit of Canghai Secret Realm, which is also the largest back hall of the Canghai Main Hall.

After turning around the corridor, Meng Jia, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped.

"and many more."

Everyone paused, and the next moment their faces became solemn.

"The smell of blood." Gu Ning sniffed, "It is the smell of blood, for sure."

In front of them was the last corridor leading to the rear hall, and they were right at the corner.

The faint smell of blood came from that necessary road.

Gu Ning took two steps forward silently, and Zhou Wentian followed Gu Ning closely.

"What do you mean?" He saw Gu Ning playing a game of charades with Meng Jia tacitly, and asked silently.

"Attack when the enemy is unexpected and when they are unprepared." The next second, Gu Ning gently drew out the Fu Sheng Sword, and the sword light flickered. Zhou Wentian took the opportunity to pull out the Liu Guang, and then pressed one hand on Gu Ning's hilt.

Gu Ning was puzzled.

"Liu Guang... can be used as a dark sword." Zhou Wentian explained, and then the light and shadow of the Liu Guang Sword disappeared completely into the darkness. Zhou Wentian silently pulled it forward, and as it turned, the light became brighter, and he slashed down with one sword.

"What...ah..." Screams and screams rang out in an instant, and Gu Ning rolled along with the momentum. When the Liuguang Sword caught him off guard, the sword's power increased greatly, and he quickly charged into the battle with his sword.

The others were not slow either. After seizing the initiative and dealing a heavy blow to the ambushers, they immediately displayed their magical powers. In just a few breaths, all the little mice hiding in the dark were killed.

"They are demon cultivators." Gu Ning looked at the corpses at his feet, frowning, "They killed many cultivators."

Looking forward, one can see the bodies of monks, who died with their eyes open.

"Qin Mian..." What exactly do they want to do?

Gu Ning couldn't figure out Qin Mian's thoughts. She felt that Qin Mian was a complete lunatic, who spoke madly and acted madly...

But madmen are the most difficult to deal with.

The bloody smell gradually rose, and there was a hint of sweetness in the wind, coming from the back hall at the end of the corridor.

It seems like...something is being cooked...

"Let's go and take a look." Gu Ning strode forward.

If you don't enter the tiger's lair, you won the tiger.

They are lured into a trap and have to attend a Hongmen Banquet.

In the back hall, Qin Mian sat on a high platform. In the center of the hall hung a large pot. The pot was filled with fragrance. He stared at it greedily and eagerly.

Suddenly, his expression changed and he started laughing.

"Here you are. I didn't expect you to come so quickly..."

As soon as the words fell, a sweet fragrance came towards him, "It's done."