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"I'm sorry, fellow Taoist." Zhuang Qi felt a little embarrassed, but luckily he didn't say out loud what he had guessed in his mind. Otherwise, if this woman had a hot temper, there would probably be a dispute.

"It's nothing. If you don't want to go upstairs, let me go up." Luo Shan's tone became even colder.

Zhuang Qi originally wanted to make friends with Luo Shan. Such a young man is already a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage. Although there are many disciples in the sect, if the other party is just a casual cultivator, then the value of this Foundation Establishment can be imagined.

The main reason why independent cultivators cannot cultivate as fast as disciples of sects is the resources for cultivation.

"Please come in, fellow Taoist." After being treated so coldly, Zhuang Qi no longer had the desire to make friends.

Ordinary rooms do not have spirit gathering arrays, but they do have restrictions that isolate spiritual consciousness.

After Luo Shan entered the room and opened the ban, he sat cross-legged on the bed, thinking about what he had just heard in his mind.

In addition to Ling Wanran's possible location, a cultivator from the Suanmen sect was also mentioned.

I just heard that the monk from the fortune-telling sect had predicted that Ling Wanran was still in Luohua City.

Although this possibility is very small, if you think about it the other way around, the safest place is also the most dangerous. Not long ago, Ling Wanran fought with disciples of Qingyun Sect in Luohua City, and then disappeared openly.

But what if the other party disappeared, went to the Black Valley to make some arrangements, and then returned to Luohua City to hide?

Thinking of this, Luo Shan's eyes lit up slightly, and in his mind he was still wondering where the other party would hide if he was really in Luohua City?

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Falling flowers, falling flowers, it is early autumn now, in the most famous Peach Blossom Manor in Luohua City, streams of bright red liquid are gushing out of Ling Wanran's left shoulder. Her pale face stares stubbornly at the old man who is sitting under the peach tree not far away and playing chess.

"Why can't I get the inheritance if I'm not the one destined by heaven?" She didn't believe in fate. Since heaven had given her a chance to start over, she would never allow herself to become Ling Wanran of her previous life.

"You have no chance of inheriting the master's legacy. Leave immediately and I will spare your life." The old man's hoarse voice came over, followed by a burst of spiritual power. Ling Wanran felt dizzy and fainted after a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth.

She didn't know that the moment she fainted, the old man holding the chess piece finally raised his eyelids, glanced at her, and then sneered:

"The aptitude of having two spiritual roots is good, but it is not enough to receive the master's inheritance."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it. A whirring sound came from the air, and the branches of the peach trees shook. Ling Wanran, who was lying on the ground, was blown away and thrown out of the peach forest.

Ling Wanran looked at the peach forest with gritted teeth, feeling a sense of powerlessness in her heart.

In her previous life, Gu Qingcheng obtained the inheritance and many resources of the Yuanying Zhenjun who died here. Later, she relied on those resources to cultivate and grow rapidly, crushing a group of cultivators of the same level.

In this life, she thought she had broken her fate and had no regrets even after leaving the sect. However, she did not expect that even if she came here early, those things that did not belong to her would never belong to her.

After struggling to get up, Ling Wanran swallowed a pill, then sat cross-legged to digest the medicinal power of the pill. When she felt a little stronger in her body, she staggered out of Taohua Manor.

Before leaving, Ling Wanran's face was still extremely pale. After getting down the mountain, he took out the phantom skin from the storage bag, stuck it on his face, changed his appearance, put on a cloak, and went towards Piaoxiang Tower in the city.

Since Luo Shan's room was an ordinary room, it was very close to the dining hall on the second floor. Once the ban was lifted, it felt like hundreds of ducks were quacking in his ears, making a very loud noise.

Although it was noisy, Luo Shan had no intention of lifting the ban. Most of the people eating outside were regular customers of Piaoxianglou, so there would always be one or two tables discussing Ling Wanran's affairs.

"I was sitting at the table behind Fairy Ling at the time. You don't know that Fairy Ling defeated several Foundation Establishment Seniors with just one move."

"You're just bragging. In that situation, if you were really behind Fairy Ling, the aftermath of the fight between several foundation-building seniors would be enough to take your life." The cultivator opposite him sneered, obviously not believing what the other party said.

The conversation between the two people attracted many people's attention, among whom there was a cultivator who felt that Ling Wanran had betrayed the sect and sneered:

"Fairy Ling, I think she has already been possessed by the devil. Is it worth bragging about her betraying the sect?"

As soon as he said this, a casual cultivator started to retort: ​​"If the sect doesn't leave, do we have to worship it?"

"I didn't realize it on weekdays, but there's something wrong with your brain."

"Even if you continue to spit on Fairy Ling, at your current age, I'm afraid Qingyun Sect won't accept you. Even as a menial disciple, they think you're too old."

Those who think that Ling Wanran's move is clean and neat are naturally the independent cultivators.

"Are you looking for death?" The man's face turned red with anger after being ridiculed like this. He stood up and prepared to take action.

When he stood up, the other party was not willing to be outdone. He took one look at the other party's cultivation level which was one level higher than his, and his face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Luo Shan was eating the watermelon with gusto and thought this group of monks was really interesting. He was about to continue watching when his spiritual sense detected a monk in a cloak and robe coming in from the door.

A fair and delicate hand stretched out from under the black cloak, and a few spirit stones were quietly placed on the table.

The black cloak seemed to be able to block the penetration of human consciousness. Luo Shan did not see the face, but inexplicably felt a little familiar.

Thinking of the previous conversation between the two people from Qingyun Sect, Luo Shan had some guesses in his mind.

Ling Wanran naturally didn't know that she had actually been exposed. Not only did Luo Shan guess that the other party was Ling Wanran, but even Zhuang Qi from the Qingyun Sect was a little suspicious.

He had great confidence in Fellow Daoist Bu's arithmetic. Since the other party had calculated that Ling Wanran was still in Luohua City, there must be a high probability.

Therefore, after booking the room, he was not in a hurry to look for anyone, but instead used his spiritual sense to investigate the situation outside in the room.

When he heard someone talking about Qingyun Sect before, Zhuang Qi almost couldn't help but go out and teach that person a lesson. Fortunately, he regained his senses, otherwise he would have caused a commotion and would have definitely alerted the enemy.

The world of cultivation is so vast, if Ling Wanran really wants to hide, it will be very troublesome to find her.

Now seeing such a cultivator coming in from outside the door, Zhuang Qi and Luo Shan became suspicious.

But soon, Zhuang Qi's brows began to frown.

The monk who was talking to the shopkeeper at the front desk and looked like Ling Wanran actually took off his cloak, and he saw the other person's face clearly in an instant.

Although they are both female cultivators, their faces are very different. Ling Wanran is a bright and beautiful woman, but this one is just ordinary, with abnormally white skin, making her look like a sickly person.