Xiuxian Work Log

The rain was dripping, and Lin Qingyue stood under the big tree of Wen's house with an umbrella, looking down at the bloodstains spreading under his feet.

There was a faint trace of blood at the tip of his nose, and his toes stopped in front of the blood.

He looked up at Lan Tang who was leaning against the tree and asked his doubts.

"Do immortal cultivators also bleed?"

It stands to reason that people with higher cultivation levels would recover faster, but Lan Tang just let the blood flow.

It looked like he didn't use any spiritual power to heal the wound at all.

The voice on the tree was a little weak. "Well, if it was a normal fight, I could just use my spiritual power to heal the wound. But the Fu family couple, two male and female Jindan demons, are very troublesome, plus Fu Lixu's strange talisman. I can't use my spiritual power to heal it. Instead, I have to cut the wound open again and again to prevent the talisman from closing inside me."

"I didn't expect that after a few years, the kid from the Fu family would be so unexpected. But this time he got justice for his sister. I'm afraid he won't be able to participate in the Thousand Mountains Forum next year."

"After all, I broke hundreds of bones all over my body. Even the genius doctor in the Valley of Rebirth would have a headache, hahahahaha."

"As for that pair of bastards, they deserved it! I've made my stance clear long ago, but they still insisted on charging at me. They're injured and they know how to find support? They didn't even bother calling their ancestors over. Even if they die, I'll still be a famous figure throughout the nine states!"

Wu Kun passed by Lin Qingyue, drinking as he walked. When he heard Lan Tang's words, he laughed so hard that he coughed.

"Hahaha~ ahem, you? A figure famous throughout the nine states? You're probably not unaware of the good things you've done recently, are you? Not only the Fu family, but other smaller families have already spread your fame far and wide, giving you a nickname, like 'Devil Girl'?"

"But your backers are stronger than theirs, it's just that your reputation is a little bit bad."

Lan Tang smiled, "How can it compare to your reputation as a sword master? After all, you don't feel the slightest bit of guilt for owing money and forcing someone to death~"

Wu Kun's eyes suddenly became clear and he looked straight at Lan Tang on the tree.

"Want to fight? Aren't you afraid of dying here?"

"If you're not afraid of being hunted down by the old woman, then come at me. When have I, Lan Tang, ever been afraid of death? I'm just afraid that you won't dare to use your full strength!"

Lan Tang stood up and stood on the top of the tree, his body covered in blood, but he seemed to hear nothing.

Raindrops splashed into the puddles at his feet. Lin Qingyue started walking toward the gate to make room for them to fight.

After taking a few steps, I heard the sound of something heavy falling on the rocking chair.

"Forget it, forget it. With your temper, why should I take action? If a few more people from the Fu family come, you will behave yourself."

But it’s hard to say whether he will still be alive by then.

Wu Kun lay in the rocking chair, drinking his wine while rocking, looking leisurely and happy.

Lin Qingyue saw Yang Zishen waving at her from a distance, motioning her to come over.

The other party did not hold an umbrella, nor did he use spiritual power to avoid the rain, allowing the rain to soak him. He looked a little more fragile and embarrassed than his usual condescending appearance.

Lin Qingyue knew that the other party was definitely not as harmless as he appeared to be.

To be honest, if she had entered the world of immortal cultivation with Yang Zishen's configuration, she might have completed several tasks long ago.

After all, many tasks require the use of force as a means to complete. Although some things in the system mall can make up for her shortcomings in strength, relying on the system all the time is not a long-term solution.

Not to mention that she had been unable to accumulate points by redeeming items with system points. Secondly, outside of mission time, whenever the Dust-Breaking System deliberately set obstacles for her and tried to force her to compromise, she would become very passive.

The boy's eyelashes were wet with rain, and the red mole between his eyebrows looked even more gorgeous in the rain, like a plum blossom in the snow, lonely and cold.

"I have lost contact with Hua Xiangrong these past few days. Hua Xiangrong might have run into some trouble. I will go to your place and set up a formation for you later. You should stay at home and don't come to the Wen residence."

Lin Qingyue felt something was wrong and asked Yang Zishen, "Are you planning to go look for Hua Xiangrong?"

Yang Zishen nodded, "Hua Xiangrong usually wouldn't just ignore my Five-Colored Mirror, unless she's faced with something difficult."

"Haven't you just established your foundation? Can you solve a problem that even Hua Xiangrong couldn't solve?"

Yang Zishen blinked and shouted at the figure in the distance.

"Master! Hua Xiangrong is in trouble, I want to save him! Please help me!"

Wu Kun burped and said gruffly, "Save him! Save him! What are you talking about? He's not fatherless. Even if Hua Cixi is a bad person, she wouldn't hurt her only son. Why would she need an outsider like you to save him? Besides, your little strength is not even enough to fill someone's teeth!"

The boy was silent, and Lin Qingyue looked around awkwardly.

Yang Zishen: "Let's go to your house and set up the formation."

"Oh, okay, okay!" Lin Qingyue nodded in response quickly, and left Wen's house with Yang Zishen. Lan'an Temple was divided into two, and the two quickly arrived at Lin Qingyue's house.

Yang Zishen was very skilled in setting up the formation. Lin Qingyue asked him if he was a swordsman who also knew many formations.

"How could that be?" Yang Zishen curled his lips. "This is just the most basic formation in the world of immortal cultivation. Disciples from large sects are required to learn it. Disciples from small sects and other independent cultivators may not know it due to a lack of resources for immortal cultivation."

"Sword cultivators have to swing their swords tens of thousands of times every day. How can they have that much time to learn strange things? Especially when the Fu family has almost monopolized this field, there is no way to learn it even if they want to!"

Lin Qingyue sat on the chair and asked, "Aren't you interested in talismans?"

"Not interested." Yang Zishen answered without hesitation and told Lin Qingyue by the way.

"Fu Xiu, forget it. The Fu family already hates Lan Tang deeply. You don't have a chance."

"why?"

Yang Zishen raised his eyebrows, "Because you are protected by the Green River God, a subordinate of Lan Tang. If his divine sense were to detect you, he would not be able to hide anything at all."

"Maybe once you show up when they recruit disciples, you'll be hated by everyone!"

As if thinking of Lin Qingyue being besieged by those talisman cultivators, Yang Zishen's mouth corners slightly raised.

Lin Qingyue spoke in a low voice, his fingers curled up.

"I don't really want to be a talisman cultivator..."

Yang Zishen looked into Lin Qingyue's eyes, and Lin Qingyue was deflated.

"Well, I think so a little bit."

After all, who hasn’t dreamed of being proficient in all kinds of martial arts?

The thought of her being able to wield a sword and kill enemies with such majesty, and also being able to draw talismans and set up battle formations to reduce masts and oars to ashes while chatting and laughing, made me feel proud.

It's really perfect for dreaming.

Yang Zishen used his spiritual power to probe Lin Qingyue's hands and feet, pinched and moved them, and then quickly dispelled the spiritual power.

"You should become a swordsman in the future. As for other things, I don't have the conditions."

Lin Qingyue's heart broke with a bang.

It hurts! It hurts so much!