Junior sister took first place again

The Immortal Qinglian was originally a casual cultivator, and no one knew his origins.

The previous leader of Xuanling Sect, Mingguang Xianzun, made friends with him when he was traveling abroad in his youth. After taking over the position of leader, he invited him to come to Xuanling Sect to serve as an elder.

Three hundred years ago, the Immortal Master Mingguang ascended to heaven, and his eldest disciple Jiyun took over the position of sect leader.

And with the ascension of Mingguang Immortal Venerable, several of the most senior elders——

——Some of them are of the same generation as Mingguang Immortal Venerable’s master, and they have also resigned from their positions as elders and lived in seclusion behind the scenes.

Either he would start a long period of seclusion to seek a breakthrough, or he would be unwilling to accept Jiyun's ultimate defeat and be unable to take on the position of elder.

The Immortal Qinglian took over the important task of being the Grand Elder of Xuanling Sect.

Although Qinglian Immortal Venerable was an elder of Xuanling Sect before, he did not handle any affairs of the sect.

Apart from instructing his disciples, he spent half of his time traveling.

Unless the sect is attacked by a powerful enemy and he is recalled urgently, he usually serves as a deterrent in Xuanling Sect.

He is decisive, powerful, and has a broad mind. His footprints are all over the world and the world of cultivation, and the people and monsters he has helped and saved are as numerous as crucian carp crossing the river.

Apart from the title of the world's number one swordsman, the most common compliment the outside world gives to the Immortal Qinglian is: This is how an immortal should be.

So before Ning Xiaoxiao died, she dared to entrust her daughter to someone she had never met.

If anyone other than the Immortal Master Qinglian came, she would rather die with her daughter.

Facts have proved that Immortal Qinglian is definitely a trustworthy person with noble character.

He took the original owner as his apprentice and raised him like both a teacher and a father.

Until the original owner's transformation technique became stable, he never set foot outside the sect again.

Not only did he give guidance on issues of cultivation, he also personally taught the original owner how to treat people and how to learn knowledge and cultivation.

In this way, the original owner was raised until she was sixteen years old, and she was sure that she had developed feelings for her master.

From then on, she devoted herself to her training and accepted all the challenges that came her way.

Of course, the gap in their realms is not too big. If you want to bully someone, you have to consider the master and sect behind her.

As a disciple of the world's number one swordsman, the young people in the sect also love to challenge her.

Even though she had never left the sect, there was always a constant stream of people outside wanting to challenge her.

The cultivation levels in this world are divided from low to high into:

Qi Refining Stage, Foundation Establishment Stage, and Core Formation Stage;

Nascent Soul Stage, Spiritual Transformation Stage, Void Refining Stage;

The fusion stage, the Mahayana stage, and the tribulation stage.

There are nine realms in total.

The two realms of Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment are each divided into one to nine levels.

The Jindan stage, Yuanying stage, Huashen stage and Lianxu stage are generally not subdivided, and each realm is roughly divided into the early, middle and late stages.

The fusion stage and above is the grandmaster realm.

This state is above the ninth level and is about to break through to the next level. There is still a hurdle, which is called the Great Perfection.

It is very difficult to advance to the Grand Master realm. Many cultivators at this realm are stuck at the Great Perfection throughout their lives and are unable to break through.

Either they will pass away directly at the end of their lifespan, or their spiritual mind will become unstable and give rise to inner demons.

The realm of Grandmaster is the one most likely to develop inner demons.

People like Ning Jiasheng who develop inner demons after advancing to the Jindan stage are rarer than phoenix feathers and unicorn horns in the world of cultivation.

From this point of view, he is indeed a genius.

There are also those who are not content with this and use all kinds of bloody and unnatural means to prolong their lives, those who seek breakthroughs through crooked ways, and so on.

For ordinary cultivators, those who can successfully establish their foundation before the age of twenty are considered geniuses, and those who can successfully form their elixir within the age of one hundred are considered young people.

The original owner was only eighteen years old when she had already established the ninth level of foundation and was about to form a pill, and this was at a speed that she had suppressed.

Of course, it’s because of the demon bloodline. The more powerful the demon, the more likely its descendants are to be more sensitive to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth than humans.

However, the cultivation methods of humans and demons are completely different, and the two cannot be compared.

Ning Jiasheng had been practicing in the human way in Xuanling Sect. Under such circumstances, he was close to forming a pill in just over ten years. It is conceivable how talented the original owner was.

If she grows up normally, she will definitely be as talented as her master, the Immortal Qinglian, who is a top-notch person.

The original owner didn't like getting along with outsiders. In order not to tarnish her master's reputation, she only chose the best challengers to fight.

Born with sword bones and the blood of a great demon, the original owner was similar to all realms - he was even undefeated in challenges of higher levels.

Her belief and strength support her, and every victory she wins is quite exciting.

Although she doesn't like to get along with outsiders, it doesn't mean that she doesn't know how to get along with others. How could the etiquette taught by the Immortal Qinglian himself be bad?

She respects her opponents very much, and challengers, regardless of gender, often lose with conviction.

Especially in the past two years, after she accepted every challenge, her popularity has grown.

He is highly respected among the younger generation of monks.

——He has the aura of being the best among the younger generation in the world of cultivation.

Unfortunately, everything was destroyed by the inner demon. He died at the age of eighteen. Now the person in his body is Ning Jiasheng, who was captured by the inner demon.

Is he the best among the younger generation in the world of cultivation?

Ning Jiasheng likes such pretentious titles.

The aroma in the air became stronger, and the roast chicken was almost cooked, which made Ning Jiasheng's mouth water.

She waved away the thoughts in her mind. At this moment, the world is big, but eating is the most important thing.

Ning Jiasheng carefully took the roast chicken off the rack, sniffed it and blew on it. Just as he was about to taste it, he suddenly looked back and said alertly,

"who!?"

A young man walked out from behind a big tree on the side. He had a tall figure and a picturesque face.

"Ouch!"

Ning Jiasheng widened his eyes and whistled in his heart. It was no wonder that she looked at people with lustful eyes, because -

The person's well-proportioned broad shoulders, narrow waist and hips, a perfect figure that could not be concealed even under the clothes, even tempting people to rip it off to take a look -

——It’s really spicy! It’s really spicy!

The young man was tall, wearing a slim-fitting half-red, half-white robe with narrow sleeves and a straight collar. The black waist belt with gold edges was tightly attached to his thin waist, perfectly showing off his strong inverted triangle body curves.

Her dark black hair was tied up high with a simple jade hairpin and silver crown, and then tied into a ponytail with a fiery red hairband, floating behind her. In her hand she held a long sword with a black scabbard.

He has a handsome face, skin like jade, eyebrows like black, especially his narrow and long eyes like a fox. His eyes flicker in the blink of an eye, and the upturned corners of his eyes seem to be about to fly out of a bunch of small hooks.

With those plump and graceful crimson lips that looked like they were easy to kiss, and his delicate facial features that seemed to be sculpted by an immortal, the blooming crabapple tree not far behind him was eclipsed.

Ning Jiasheng originally thought that the original owner's face was already extremely beautiful, but she didn't expect that this man was even more beautiful.

The world of cultivation is truly a paradise for those who are obsessed with looks.

It’s not that Ning Jiasheng was blinded by the male beauty, but was only concerned with looking at strangers without any sense of crisis.

It’s because Immortal Qinglian is now in the cave, and no movement on the entire mountain can escape his spiritual sense.

Moreover, her spiritual power was sealed by her master. Although her five senses were stronger than those of ordinary mortals, she would definitely not be able to detect the person coming unless he made any noise.

His appearance here meant that he had the tacit approval of the Immortal Qinglian, and the noise he made to remind Ning Jiasheng further proved this.

That's why Ning Jiasheng is not in a hurry and has the leisure to appreciate the handsome man.

"How are you, Junior Sister? After not seeing you for so many years, I never thought you'd grown into such a graceful young lady."

Seeing that Ning Jiasheng was looking at him with a strange yet admiring look, the young man had no choice but to speak first.

Ning Jiasheng: “!”

As soon as he opened his mouth, Ning Jiasheng was first bewitched by the low, clean and gentle voice, and then he reacted -

"Junior sister?"

The Immortal Qinglian has another disciple?

"It seems that Junior Sister has forgotten me."

"Indeed, you were still young back then, and I've been in seclusion for the past ten years. The last time we met, you were only six years old."

"I'm Wen Xingzhou, Master's eldest disciple, and also—"

He paused, put on a gentle smile and continued:

"Your only senior brother."

As he spoke, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his gentle smile was like the March sunshine. He walked slowly towards Ning Jiasheng.

"Junior sister, are you hungry? This black pheasant is actually more suitable for stewing soup. And I smell that you didn't sprinkle any spices on it, so I'm afraid the taste will be a little lacking."

He spoke softly, his voice as pleasant as the sound of jade colliding, maintaining a social distance that was comfortable for Ning Jiasheng, and stopped in front of her.

When Ning Jiasheng saw him for the first time, his first impression was that he was a free and unrestrained knight.

Then she saw his face clearly. He was just standing there motionless, and even blinking his eyes showed his charm. She thought - this must be a charming demon.

But now that he had made this move, Ning Jiasheng realized that he was totally wrong.

As he spoke, he looked at the other person with gentle and focused eyes, and a soothing smile hung on the corners of his lips, which matched the smile flashing in his narrow eyes.

He walked slowly, exuding the temperament of a modest gentleman, which was in perfect harmony with his handsome face and neat attire.

Ning Jiasheng swore that she had never seen anyone who could combine several completely different - even contrasting - traits so skillfully.

"Since you say so, Senior Brother, you must be quite knowledgeable about food. Is there any way to save this roast chicken of mine?"

She admired in her heart her natural temperament and beauty. Even in this world of immortal cultivation, it would be difficult to find a second person like her.

Compared to the Qinglian Immortal, who is like a banished immortal and also a teacher, this senior brother's personality is obviously more approachable and has more of a down-to-earth feel.

The original owner had no impression of him at all in his memory!

If her senior brother kept appearing before her eyes, it would distract the original owner's attention from the master.

Ning Jiasheng didn't believe that she would fall in love with her master again.

When Wen Xingzhou heard her calling him senior brother, the smile on his face became even brighter.

"I know a thing or two. If you don't mind, how about letting me bake it again?"

"Of course I don't mind, and thank you for taking the trouble, Senior Brother."

Ning Jiasheng handed him the somewhat cold roast chicken and was dazzled by his smile again. He thought to himself that he should strengthen his concentration.

Such a man with top-notch height, figure, facial features, temperament and voice makes people happy and handsome just by looking at him.

Wen Xingzhou said gracefully, "Master only has you and me as his disciples. As his senior brother, I naturally have to take extra care of my junior sister."

"For the past ten years, I've been in seclusion and have been incompetent. How can such a small matter be considered troublesome?"

He took the roast chicken and put it back on the fire to roast it. As he spoke, he took out some bottles and jars and sprinkled seasonings on them.

Every move he made was free and easy, and he even made barbecue look like he was writing poetry.

Ning Jiasheng swallowed and looked at Wen Xingzhou without any concealment.

Half of the time, I was appreciating the beauty of the world, and the other half was being tempted by the rich fragrance in the air.

Ning Jiasheng: "Brother, how could you think so? I haven't even congratulated you on your advancement."

"With Master here, we should cultivate well and not cause him any trouble, which will make him happy."

Wen Xingzhou smiled and said, "Thank you, Junior Sister. You are absolutely right."

"However, as your only senior brother, I should always be responsible for teaching and caring for my junior sister. Filial piety and brotherhood do not conflict with this."

Ning Jiasheng jokingly said, "It's only been a dozen years. Don't worry, Senior Brother. I'll have plenty of time to trouble you in the future."

Wen Xingzhou laughed out loud, looking extremely happy.

"Junior sister is even more innocent and lovely than when she was little, and senior brother is not afraid of trouble."

Ning Jiasheng: “!”

Her beauty was too great, and she was still smiling at her like that. It was unbearable—

She forced herself to turn her gaze to the roast chicken. It should be ready to eat.

"Speaking of which, Senior Brother's skill is more than just a passing knowledge. I can tell just by the smell. It's no exaggeration to say he's a master of it."

"Junior sister, thank you for the compliment. Wait a moment, you can eat it soon."

He finally applied a layer of spiritual honey, turned it over a few times, took it off and handed it to Ning Jiasheng.

Ning Jiasheng took out a dagger, which she brought to process the food.

"Junior sister, just eat it yourself. You're injured and your spiritual power is sealed, so you need to replenish more."

Wen Xingzhou stopped her from sharing the food, shook his head and told her to eat by herself.

This black pheasant is actually the size of an ordinary pigeon, which is just enough for her to eat.

"Thank you, Senior Brother. I won't be shy then."

Seeing that he really didn't want to eat, Ning Jiasheng stopped being pretentious.

At least he was someone who would never go hungry, and he would only eat to taste the flavor, but she was really hungry.

As soon as he took a bite, Ning Jiasheng was conquered by the crispy outside and tender inside, sweet and delicious taste.

After his skillful hands, the roasted chicken became golden in color and fragrant.

When you take a bite, you will find the taste of crispy, crunchy, fresh, tender and fragrant. It is a spiritual bird itself and paired with the spiritual honey on the outside, it is rich and juicy, sweet but not greasy, leaving a lingering aftertaste in your mouth.

Ning Jiasheng couldn't stop eating and gave Wen Xingzhou a thumbs up with shining eyes.

"As long as you like it, Junior Sister, eat slowly and be careful not to choke."

Seeing that she was eating so happily, Wen Xingzhou's brows relaxed a little.