Junior sister took first place again

Ning Jiasheng entered into a state of meditation for half a month. After waking up, she stood up and summoned Chi Yan, casually swinging two swords at the distant rocks.

Large pieces of rock shattered and fell to the ground, but there was almost no fluctuation of spiritual energy in the air.

Her control over spiritual power has reached a new level!

Ning Jiasheng smiled happily and prepared to go to the cliff to fight Feng Ren and the others.

"Thank you for the hospitality from this demon friend. I am very happy. I hope to see you next time I come."

She clasped her fists and spoke towards the depths of the sea of flowers, then flew on her sword towards the cliff where the wind blades gathered.

After Ning Jiasheng left, a slender figure slowly appeared from the place where she had just spoken.

It has long dark green curly hair and wears a light blue brocade robe with a pattern of orchids and flying butterflies.

That face is not as elegant as lotus, nor as beautiful as peach or plum. At first glance, it is impossible to tell whether it is a man or a woman.

But it was a different feeling from Feiyun's, where it was hard to tell whether she was male or female.

This is mainly because it is a hermaphroditic flower demon.

The orchid fairy looked at the direction where Ning Jiasheng left with admiration in her eyes:

"As expected, the disciples of the Immortal Venerable are all outstanding people with good temperaments."

After saying this, it disappeared and left the place.

Ning Jiasheng was now fighting fiercely with Feng Ren, a fight in the physical sense.

Both sides were filled with wind and fire, and with the sparks that appeared from time to time when the swords and wind blades collided, it looked like a huge fireball flying around in the air from a distance.

These wind blades became more and more angry as they fought. Even after the third time, they still couldn't get the upper hand over this little disciple, and she even became her sparring partner.

This was something that Feng Ren and the others had never encountered before. She was progressing too quickly.

In addition to the two previous times when Ning Jiasheng had fought and taunted her to attract hatred, this time the Feng Rens used the ultimate means to fight her beyond her current level. The main reason was that she couldn't speak and could only vent her anger in this way.

Although Ning Jiasheng was gradually finding it difficult, he was extremely excited in his heart.

Anyway, these wind blades won’t really hurt her seriously, so just fight her and she’s done.

After exhausting his spiritual energy again, Ning Jiasheng lay on the ground and started fighting again.

But this time the Wind Blades didn't bother to fight any more and flew directly back to the bottom of the cliff.

Because Ning Jiasheng's body was covered with wounds of varying sizes except for her face, she took off her robe and fought against the wind blade, and now her sword-holding hands were shaking.

"It's so tragic. It makes me feel sad."

The inner demon's voice suddenly sounded,

"My little beauty, why do you have to fight so hard? As long as you cooperate with me, the world will be in your hands."

Ning Jiasheng rolled his eyes. "Are you looking for a fight again?"

The inner demon sneered, "Oh, based on your current attitude?"

"Don't worry, I'll remember everything for you and won't keep you waiting for long."

Ning Jiasheng's tone can be described as gentle.

The inner demon shuddered, then shook her head in anger. She smiled sinisterly and continued to lobby:

"You've sensed it, right? The more you practice, the stronger I become. You can't kill me."

"Submit to me, and one day the whole world will prostrate at your feet."

"By then, you'll be second only to one person and above everyone else. You can do whatever you want."

The inner demon became more and more excited as he spoke, and turned into a ball of black mist and ran to Ning Jiasheng's ear, whispering, as if this so-called prosperous age was just around the corner.

Ning Jiasheng lay on the ground, staring blankly at the sky. After listening to the inner demon's nagging, he glanced sideways and said casually:

"How dare you, a demon who benefits from my training, ask me to submit to you?"

"As expected of the demon clan, no one can match their shamelessness."

Before the inner demon could get angry, Ning Jiasheng changed the subject.

"I'm so strong, I'll give you a chance to follow me. As long as I eat meat, you won't lose a bone."

Finally, she said very sincerely, "Well, that's quite nice, isn't it?"

The inner demon was so angry that the mist began to shake. "You bastard, you don't know what's good for you."

After saying that, they scattered back into their sea of consciousness and disappeared again.

Ning Jiasheng ignored her and narrowed his eyes as the inner demon's arrogant tone flashed through his mind.

"Forget it. The most important thing is to work hard to become stronger. The first goal is to kill my scumbag father."

"There is also the ultimate goal, which requires sufficient strength to achieve..."

Thinking of this, Ning Jiasheng temporarily put his inner demons behind him.

She had rested enough on the ground and wanted to find some fruit to eat.

She wasn't actually hungry, but she felt she should eat after such a big consumption.

Enjoying delicious food and cultivating immortality do not conflict with each other.

Ning Jiasheng sat up and adjusted his breathing for a while. Just as he was about to leave, the jade slip lit up again.

She picked it up and saw that it was indeed her cheap senior brother again.

He was at the entrance to the forbidden area and asked her if she had time to come over and meet him.

This cliff is the checkpoint that prevents the disciples from running around and punishing them obediently. It is right next to the entrance. Ning Jiasheng stood up and walked towards Wen Xingzhou.

Wen Xingzhou stood tall and graceful outside the barrier, glancing at the jade slip from time to time, looking like an old father who was worried about his child.

Ning Jiasheng was amused by herself. She shook her head to discard this strange thought and shouted directly, "Senior Brother."

When Wen Xingzhou heard her voice, his eyes lit up, but when he saw the mess of wounds on her body, his brows furrowed. He took two quick steps forward, touched the barrier in front of him, and stopped again.

He just stared at her closely with his eyes, the worry in his eyes seemed to solidify into substance.

Ning Jiasheng paused slightly, thinking that it shouldn't be that serious, and walked closer in a few steps.

Before Ning Jiasheng could speak, Wen Xingzhou spoke hastily:

"How did you get hurt so badly? Is the robe I gave you damaged?"

"Is there no more medicine? Why are you not caring about the wound that's still bleeding?"

Before Ning Jiasheng could speak, he sighed again.

"Yes, the fighting has never stopped since we entered. It's definitely not enough."

Ning Jiasheng slowly typed a question mark.

Wen Xingzhou was still talking to himself. At this point, he cast a spell and stuffed a brocade bag into Ning Jiasheng's arms.

"There are Huiling Pills, Ningbi Pills, Shenggu Pills, and Huohuan Pills in here. Take them out and eat them quickly."

"division......"

Wen Xingzhou still didn't give her a chance to speak, and continued to sigh.

"Why don't you go and ask Master to let you out? You've been in there for less than a month and you're already injured like this. How are you going to get through the rest of your life?"

The two disciples who were guarding the forbidden area in secret were speechless after seeing Wen Xingzhou's actions.

Is Uncle Wen serious?

Uncle Ning, these are just some superficial injuries.

If he said a few more words, Uncle Ning's wound would have scabbed and healed immediately thanks to the cultivator's powerful self-healing ability.

Ning Jiasheng couldn't stand it anymore. She took a deep breath and shouted, "Senior Brother!!!"

Wen Xingzhou then stopped muttering, looked at Ning Jiasheng in confusion and asked, "Junior sister, why haven't you taken the medicine yet?"

Ning Jiasheng frowned and quickly interrupted the long speech he was about to start:

"Brother, I'm fine. Look, my cultivation has improved a lot."

To prove it, she jumped twice.

"Junior sister!"

Wen Xingzhou wanted to reach out to stop her but was blocked by the barrier.

"Brother, this minor injury wouldn't even be considered a minor one for a cultivator. You must have gone through this the same way. There must be many people who have sustained more serious injuries than this. Why are you making such a fuss?"

Ning Jiasheng was really shocked by his motherly heart.

Outside the barrier, the calmed Ruyu Gongzi looked at her gently and seriously and said:

"But in the sect, with Master and Senior Brothers here... you don't have to endure all this. You just need to cultivate peacefully."

Ning Jiasheng smiled.

She thought, if this happened in modern times, with such a father and brother, she could live a peaceful and carefree life.

Unfortunately, this is in the world of cultivation, a place where strength is respected.

Wen Xingzhou laughed when he saw her laughing, and then he heard her say with a smile:

"But have you ever thought about this, Senior Brother? Even though I'm Master's disciple, even in the sect, swords and knives are merciless. It's common for me to break hands and feet when fighting with others."

Seeing the worry in his eyes resurfacing, Ning Jiasheng raised a finger to signal her to continue:

"I understand your good intentions, Senior Brother, but as cultivators of the Dao, we inherently go against Heaven's will. If we continue to remain content with our current position and refuse to strive for progress, not only will we not attain the Dao, but we will even risk our lives."

"On the long journey of immortality, there will always be times when Master and Senior Brothers are not around. If I have to wait for you to save me every time my life is in danger, then I might as well be a mortal and live a carefree life for the next few decades."

After Ning Jiasheng finished speaking, she was startled by him again.

It was nothing, the stars in Wen Xingzhou's eyes were almost blinding Ning Jiasheng and the guards of the forbidden area.

"Master... Senior Brother?"

Don’t do this, I’m scared, Ning Jiasheng screamed wildly in her heart.

Wen Xingzhou came back to his senses, "Brother, you are obsessed. Junior sister is a person of great talent. Whatever you ask for will be granted."

"Thank you, senior brother."

Ning Jiasheng thanked him and emphasized again:

"And I'm being punished. Brother, please don't bother Master. This is what I deserve. Brother, there's really no need to worry so much."

Wen Xingzhou nodded, "I'll listen to you, Junior Sister."

Ning Jiasheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he spoke softly, "So, Junior Sister, can you take the medicine now?"

"Even if you are being punished, remember to take care of yourself. Master's original intention was only to make you reflect on your mistakes, not to let Junior Sister get hurt."

After talking for so long, it seems you just remembered to take your medicine, right?

Ning Jiasheng staggered and looked at him with a tingling scalp.

Wen Xingzhou lowered his eyes and looked at her gently. What flew out of his beautiful eyes was not a little hook, but full of love.

In the end, Ning Jiasheng was defeated and took out two soul-returning pills and ate them in one gulp.

Without waiting for Wen Xingzhou to say anything, Ning Jiasheng ran away.

I only heard a distant voice on the wind, "Goodbye, Senior Brother. I'm going back to regulate my breathing. I have enough pills, talismans, and magic tools. Senior Brother, please bring me some food next time to satisfy my appetite. Thank you, Senior Brother."

Wen Xingzhou sighed in frustration as he watched her fleeing back.

"I haven't finished yet, why are you running so fast? Junior Sister doesn't want to talk to me, what did I do wrong?"

"Forget it, the things have been delivered and the people have seen it. Let's go back and tell Master first."

"I also need to ask Master how he raised Junior Sister, find out what Junior Sister likes, and bring her something she likes next time."

He muttered, then transformed into a stream of light and flew towards the mountain where his master and junior sister lived.

The two disciples left in the dark looked at each other. Uncle Wen became so terrifying when he met Uncle Ning.

At the same time, a slight envy and great excitement rose in their hearts. Even a genius like Uncle Ning was so hardworking, so how could they not work hard to practice?