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Chapter 145: We meet again someday, the breeze shakes the world

"Ok?"

The sun was shining brightly, the sky was azure blue, birds were chirping in the trees, and light was spilling into half of the sky through the stained glass windows. Lu Zhan looked at the girl in his arms with a gentle smile, and their fingers were intertwined.

"I'm going back to Xiuyinfang." Jiang Ningshuang blinked her almond eyes, with a look of reluctance in her eyes.

"So fast?"

Lu Zhan looked down at the woman in his arms. Her pretty face was particularly charming, and her fair neck was delicate and tender, except for a few marks on it.

"I want to go back and practice hard." Jiang Ningshuang looked at him, her dark eyes reflecting her fiery appearance: "I want to become stronger, even if I am a night doctor, I want to be a strong night doctor."

Lu Zhan held her hand, somewhat surprised: "I didn't expect Jiang Jiang to work so hard."

Ever since she met Jiang Jiang, she has been more interested in worldly matters than cultivation. In order not to go back to the mountain gate for retreat, she did not even ask for help from the mountain gate, but instead asked for help from him, the demon-suppressing master.

Although because of this, the relationship between the two warmed up.

"Humph." Sensing the teasing in his tone, Fairy Jiang snorted, "I have always had a good talent."

Lu Zhan smiled and said, "Of course."

"My master originally wanted me to practice her Purple Qi Patching Heaven Technique. This technique is quite powerful and can be used for healing and defense, as well as killing people without being seen. But I was afraid of suffering and had been unwilling to do it. But now I am willing."

Jiang Ningshuang snuggled in his arms. His tenderness at the moment made her feel extremely at ease, and she subconsciously curled up in his arms.

Her eyes were bright and full of tenacity. She wanted to become stronger. Only by becoming stronger would she be qualified to stand beside him instead of holding him back.

Even if it is hard, even if it is tiring, she enjoys it.

"it is good."

Lu Zhan lowered his eyes and looked at her pink cheeks without saying much.

Jiang Jiang is a girl who likes to play, but fortunately, she has found her own direction now. Although this direction is due to him, Lu Guanqi, it is still her direction, and he has no reason to persuade her to give up.

The purpose of a cultivator is to find his own path.

"Then we may not be able to see each other for a long time." Jiang Ningshuang's eyebrows were shining, and her tone was low: "You won't be with other women while I'm away, right?"

At this point, she held the big hands in her hands, her eyes were a little serious: "No matter who you look for, don't forget me."

Lu Zhan didn't say anything, just looked at her face.

She has always been a proud girl, but when she said these words at this moment, it was clear that her emotions had already been turbulent.

Even though he has been between many women, pure love is still precious and he will cherish it.

Lu Zhan reached out his hand and stroked her hair, smiling and saying, "How could I forget you? You are my only bond here."

At least it's the only hindrance for now.

Jiang Ningshuang's jade-like face was covered with a smile. She looked at the pair of black eyes lovingly, so tenderly that it seemed to drip with water. Suddenly she asked, "Has Ling Jiaoyue ever slept on this soft couch?"

"...I just wanted to save her, nothing else." Lu Zhan said in a gloomy voice: "Why are you jealous of her?"

"Can't I be jealous of her?" Jiang Ningshuang pouted: "You know, I don't like her."

Lu Zhan thought of the icy Fairy Ling. When she mentioned Jiang Ningshuang, her emotions would fluctuate. The entanglement between the two was complicated and could not be resolved in one day. Seeing Jiang Ningshuang's reaction, he didn't find it strange.

Seeing that Lu Zhan remained silent, she did not continue to ask, but only whispered: "Don't see me off when I leave."

...

On June 30th, the wind was blowing, the rain was drizzling and the evening mist was heavy. The whole city of Jinling was shrouded in the mist of Jiangnan. From afar, the pavilions, towers, and bridges in the mist looked like a well-done ink painting.

Jiang Ningshuang didn't want to leave, but she left anyway.

"Let's go..."

She looked deeply at Jinling City with her clear eyes, then turned and left resolutely.

She didn't want to be a burden to her crush.

Whether it was Cuiping Mountain or Xiaoluling, she was grateful to Lu Zhan for saving her every time. If they were just friends, she would probably just express her gratitude profusely.

But if it is her lover, she cannot just express gratitude profusely.

She needs to work harder to keep up.

Otherwise, Chu Wantang and Ling Jiaoyue alone would be enough to overwhelm her, not to mention that she might have to compete with others in the future. She must be prepared and go all out.

When they reached the gate of Jinling City, Jiang Ningshuang saw her senior sister returning to the mountain gate with her.

Seeing that her lips were swollen, the senior sister asked, "You have been very close to that demon-suppressing master these days, but have you been bullied by him? If you suffer at his hands, you must tell me and I will go to his house to argue with him."

"No." Jiang Ningshuang's face flushed, but she couldn't help but complain in her heart.

No wonder the senior sister is over 40 and has not tasted the sweetness of love. It turns out that she is so unromantic. Her mouth is swollen because she was kissed. Which bad guy would specifically attack the mouth?

"That's good. Master was very pleased to hear that you took the initiative to go back." The eldest sister looked at this extremely beautiful junior sister and did not ask any more questions.

The junior sisters all have their own concerns. They can't be like her, who is over 40 and still has no man. Such a life is boring. If they had experienced the taste of passionate love when they were young, they might have more motivation in cultivation, instead of being confused like now.

The two of them summoned flying magic weapons with their own thoughts.

Jiang Ningshuang looked back. Jinling was as dark as ink, and the ink-colored mountain city was shrouded in mist. In the hazy mist, there seemed to be a young man standing on the city wall, looking at her from afar.

Many emotions surged in her heart and eventually turned into countless motivations. She did not have Chu Wantang's talent, and she could not say anything too amazing and beautiful, but at this moment she knew it very well.

In order to have a better encounter in the future, she will work harder.

...

On the city wall, Lu Zhan watched from afar as the red dress disappeared into the mist, like rouge put into water and gradually dissolved into ink.

The wind blows at the ten-mile long pavilion, the red silk fades away, and the lonely figure is hidden in the wind.

When we meet again someday, the breeze will move the world—

Perhaps this is the scene that Jiang Ningshuang is looking forward to in her heart, and it is also the scene that he is looking forward to.

In life, we must have some goals so that we will be more motivated to move forward.

This is true for ordinary people and for practitioners as well.

"Let's go."

Lu Zhan turned and left, his black clothes fluttering in the wind. A girl in green followed him, her green and black clothes entangled in the wind, like ink-stained lotus.

The girl was cracking melon seeds and carefully putting the shells into her purse. Her green skirt fluttered like a butterfly. Although she looked silly, she still kept the habits of a bird, which was very bright.

Neither of them held an umbrella, and the rain shrouded the surroundings like a fine mist, making them look like fairies in a painting painted with ink using a wolf-brush.

"Where are you going?" The Skylark King was chewing melon seeds and looking around the street curiously.

There weren't many people on the street when it rained, but the colorful paper umbrellas looked quite artistic. Xiao Que'er seldom went shopping in human form, so she was in a good mood at this time.

Lu Zhan stopped outside Chunjian Building. He heard a noisy voice from inside. He lifted his robe and went in: "It's a day off today. There's nothing to do at home. I'll take you to listen to a book."

He had been with Jiang Ningshuang these past two days. They had been traveling around Jinling, and when they were tired they would hug and kiss each other. Now that she was gone, he felt a little lonely.

When people feel lonely, they want to join in the fun. He wanted to join Yuan Kong in the fun, but Yuan Kong took Yuan Ji's body back to Chanyi Gate for burial, so he had no choice but to listen to storytelling.

The little fairy followed him in. Her oval face was as pure as a picture, and her round black eyes looked around curiously. When she sat on the armchair in the front, she saw that many people could only sit behind her, and she couldn't help but feel overjoyed in her heart.

The goblin's joys, sorrows, anger and happiness are always simple.

The storyteller on the stage was talking nonstop, spit flying everywhere, "Two days ago, the Wutuo tribe in the Western Regions came to pay tribute to the capital, and brought experts with them to compete with the experts of our Great Zhou. The Wutuo tribe came well prepared and defeated three cultivators of our Great Zhou in a row."

"Just at this time, Miss Chu used the Blood-Nourishing Heart Sword to comprehend the Taixu Sword Intention, and forcefully broke into the middle stage of the Mysterious Realm, killing more than ten people with one sword."

"No one in the Wutuo tribe can match her. The young lady is invincible among her peers when she draws her sword. Her sword energy can swallow mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, and her ambition is to reach the sky and grasp the moon."

"If we talk about the women of the Great Zhou, apart from the current eldest princess who sits high on the lotus pedestal, the most stunning and talented one is our eldest daughter. Her Taixu sword power is truly invincible in the world."

Lu Zhan was drinking tea from the teacup. He was a little surprised when he heard this, but he smiled after a while.

Earlier, Chu Wantang deliberately suppressed his cultivation at the peak of the Tumori Realm in order to enter the Zhenyuan Immortal Secret Realm. After coming out of the secret realm, he broke into the early stage of the Xuanmiao Realm.

Before leaving, he gave the other party a ginseng fruit. According to the other party's luck and strength, it would not be difficult for him to break into the middle stage of the mysterious realm.

Lu Zhan was surprised by her speed.

Less than a month had passed since she returned from Jinling, and she had actually reached the middle stage of the Mysterious Realm. This speed of cultivation made her worthy of being known as Fairy Chu, who is regarded as the number one among the younger generation.

The soul in his sea of ​​consciousness was spinning so fast that it was smoking. His cultivation speed could only catch up to the peak of the Mortal Realm. It would be difficult to surpass the opponent in a short period of time.

Lu Zhan thought that maybe her strength was already stronger than the rumors said. Earlier, it was rumored that she deliberately suppressed her cultivation. At that time, everyone thought that even if she didn't suppress it, she would only be in the early stage of the Mysterious Realm. But now it seems that this may not be the case.

Perhaps at that time, her spiritual awareness had already reached the threshold of the middle stage of the Mysterious Realm, and she just lacked some opportunities.

Now that the opportunity has arrived, we will naturally move forward.

A girl who can be called a genius must be more talented than ordinary people imagine. Otherwise, how can she be called a genius in the Zhou Dynasty where talented people emerge in large numbers?

This made Lu Zhan feel a sense of crisis. Although his cultivation speed was already very fast, when he first met Chu Wantang, he was just a weakling in the middle stage of marrow cleansing, and now he had reached the peak of the mortal stage, but he still felt that it was a bit slow.

There were sounds of applause and boasting all around.

"Fairy Chu is truly the pride of our Jinling!"

"Jinling is a place of great talent and beauty. Even Fairy Chu was born in Jinling. This shows that we have many talented people here. Everyone will achieve great things in the future!"

"This news has only been out for two days, but the storyteller has already known it. Are you a storyteller or a know-it-all?"

"This news will soon be in the Jianghu Monthly Report, right?"

"If we say that Jinling is indeed full of talented people, isn't the demon-suppressing master Lu Zhan also a ruthless man? Although his realm is not as high as Miss Chu, he is very powerful and can beat people above his level!"

Lu Zhan: “…”

How could he be brought up when talking about Chu Wantang? Lu Zhan smiled bitterly. Rumors about him were rife in Jinling right now, and his legends were everywhere.

If there were still talent shows in this era, he might be able to debut directly without having to practice for two and a half years.

Xiao Que'er looked at Lu Zhan curiously, as if trying to figure out what made him cruel. After a while, she said, "I can't tell what made you cruel."

"I'm not cruel." Lu Zhan sipped his tea and whispered, "I'm just a rough man."

The storyteller continued, adding more details to the story of the Utuo tribe in Beijing, making it particularly interesting.

This small tribe has been subservient to the Great Zhou for many years, but it is always uncomfortable to be suppressed by others. Since they have no ability to resist, it is also good to cause some trouble to the Great Zhou.

Therefore, every year when these tribes come to pay tribute, they always find new ways to do things, the main purpose of which is to cause trouble, such as this so-called competition between masters. If you lose, it doesn’t matter, but if you win, you will make a lot of money.

The people are very concerned about such national affairs, even though they may not be able to participate in them.

But for ordinary people, hearing about other people's heroic anecdotes can ignite their own passion and they can shout along, as if they have become heroes themselves.

Lu Zhan was looking at the storyteller. This storyteller was indeed well-informed. Even the Jianghu Monthly did not publish this matter.

interesting.

From time to time, he could hear discussions, mostly about the Utopian tribe, but as they talked, they still talked about him and Chu Wantang.

Romance is always more suitable as after-dinner conversation topic than politics.

Lu Zhan listened attentively, wanting to hear whether he was a positive character.

"I heard that Lu Zhan is a very romantic person. Not only does he have some secret affairs with Miss Chu, but he also has some secret affairs with the two fairies Shuangyue."

"You believe this? If it is true, why did all the fairies return to their own mountain gates, leaving Lu Zhan alone to accompany the prostitutes in the brothel?"

Some people were dismissive of this. How could a fairy be defeated by Lu Zhan? No matter how powerful he was, he was just a lackey of the Demon Suppression Bureau. There was a fundamental difference between him and a fairy.

But some people think that things are not that simple, and after some discussion, they are divided into two camps.

In general, there are the CP camp and the sole fan camp.

"What do you mean? Are you saying these rumors are false?"

"It's more than just fake. Perhaps Lu Zhan himself spread the news, hoping to create public opinion to force the fairy to submit. Unfortunately, the fairy is not an ordinary woman, and she will not submit even if public opinion is overwhelming. Although Lu Zhan is a ruthless person, his reputation is really too bad."

"Stop talking nonsense. Lu Zhan is the face of Jinling Demon Suppression Bureau. He is just a bit lustful. What boy is not lustful? In my opinion, he is worthy of being a princess."

Lu Zhan's mouth twitched when he heard this, and his face turned a little dark. It would be fine if these people had nothing better to do than chat about him, but they also had to step on him hard.

It's good to speak up for him, but bragging too much will only make people dislike you.

Is the princess also worthy? The current emperor seems to have no daughters. Could it be that he should be married to the Grand Master? Although the Grand Master is extremely beautiful, she still sits on the lotus pedestal, not thinking about the turbid world.

Lu Zhan shook his head, and then he laughed while being angry. This was a rumor, and it was getting more and more bizarre. Even if the person involved came out to clarify, no one would believe it. They only believed what they wanted to believe.

King Skylark smiled with his eyebrows curved, and couldn't help but interrupt: "But what if these are all true? What if he has captured the hearts of several fairies?"

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PS: Good night! Go to bed early!