After rebirth, the eldest sister voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise.

"I just need to stay in seclusion for a few days. No one should disturb me during this period."

After hearing this, Yun Ruyi breathed a sigh of relief, but she thanked Shui Lian'er gently.

She knew that she was not liked by Qianqian, and if she asked Shuilian'er too many questions, she would be hesitant and would not say too much.

After thanking him, she lowered her brows, hiding the urge to go to Zhenfeng to see the man immediately, nodded and left.

Gu Chengxue glanced at Yun Ruyi's back as she left. For some reason, he always felt that she seemed to have changed a lot. She seemed quite different from the timid little disciple who didn't even dare to talk to others. It was as if they were not the same person.

But, how could someone with the same appearance, the same name, and the same soul become another person?

Suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, he asked Qin Beiyao and Shui Lian'er again: "The sword energy of the Immortal Venerable is extraordinary. Can Fellow Daoist Jiang refine the sword energy remaining in the wound?"

Shui Lian'er hadn't thought of this. She thought that as long as she applied medicine and then went into seclusion to slowly heal the wound, it would be fine. However, since her mother said it was okay, then it should really be okay.

Moreover, she believed in Li Qian. With her ability, it would be no problem for her to refine just a trace of sword energy.

Qin Beiyao was not as optimistic as her. Although he did not know much about swordsmanship, the sword energy was so powerful that even if it scratched the skin, it would probably cause people to feel pain for several days, not to mention Jiang Liqian's body covered in blood, and who knew how many wounds she had.

Although the elixir has been used, it will still take a lot of effort to refine the master's sword energy. For Jiang Liqian, it may be another torment.

It's just that it's not life-threatening.

But he didn't plan to tell Lian'er about his concerns. Lian'er and Jiang Liqian had a good relationship, which was nothing, but sometimes too much close care would prevent people from growing.

Jiang Liqian is an orphan. She must rely on herself to carve out a path for herself in the world of cultivation. Otherwise, no matter how good her talent or spiritual roots are, it will only be a flash in the pan.

"On behalf of Li Qian, I would like to thank Fellow Daoist Gu for his concern. Li Qian has already gone into seclusion. Whether she can refine the sword energy or not will depend on her coming out. Our Qiankun Sect can handle this small matter without any problem." Qin Beiyao held back Shui Lian'er who was about to speak. His voice was neither salty nor bland, but very polite.

All the questions Gu Chengxue wanted to ask were stuck in his throat.

His face turned pale, he pursed his lips, and bowed his head to thank Qin Beiyao.

"I don't know why Cheng Xue was disliked by Fellow Daoist Jiang, but Cheng Xue's heart is not hypocritical. She is truly concerned about her injuries. However, Fellow Daoist Qin is right. She is a direct disciple of your sect's Zhenfeng, so nothing will happen to her. It was Cheng Xue who was too concerned and overstepped her bounds."

After saying this, he took out a small jade bottle from his storage bag and handed it to Qin Beiyao, saying softly: "This is Xueqiong Spirit Water. I'd like to trouble Fellow Daoist Qin to give it to her on my behalf. Consider it an 'apology'."

Qin Beiyao was shocked. He stared blankly at the small jade bottle in front of him. After a long while, he said, "Are you really willing to give it to me?"

Xueqiong Spirit Water, how precious is that thing?

It is the place where snow lotus blooms on the snowy plains of Beidu. The spirit of ice and snow transforms into the essence of heaven, earth, sun and moon, and gathers the purest power of ice soul. Once every thousand years, one drop of spiritual water appears. It took millions of years to form the pool of spiritual water on the Xueqiong Stone.

Rumor has it that Xueqiong Spirit Water can repair all scars left by magic weapons in the world, and can even resolve scars caused by heavenly thunder.

This spiritual water can nourish the meridians, restore the Dantian, activate the heart blood, and moisten the spiritual bones. Even if there is no injury, it can greatly improve the cultivation level and even help break through the realm.

How many people would spend their entire lives trying to obtain even a single drop of this treasure? And he actually gave it to them directly in a small jade bottle?

Judging from the weight, there are at least ten drops in it.

It is said that Gu Chengxue, the direct disciple of the head of the Jishen Sect, is from the Gu family, a first-class immortal cultivation family, with great wealth and complicated connections, which are incomparable to ordinary people.

Today he finally saw it.

Anyway, the Qin family couldn't just take out ten drops of Xueqiong Spirit Water and give it to someone they weren't very familiar with without blinking an eye.

However, this item was so precious that Qin Beiyao didn't dare to hand it over on his behalf. He was about to refuse immediately, but Gu Chengxue seemed to know what he was going to say. She forcefully stuffed the jade bottle into his hand and left in the aircraft.

So cool, I was afraid he would catch up.

"..."

This...what if Li Qian refuses to accept it?

Qin Beiyao's face instantly wrinkled into a bitter gourd.

Seeing him like this, Shui Lian'er laughed so hard that she covered her mouth with her hands.

Qin Beiyao's face fell. "Lian'er, this thing is very precious. If something unexpected happens, or if Li Qian refuses to accept it, I'll be in trouble."

"Don't be afraid." Shui Lian'er patted his shoulder. "Just guard it well first. When Li Qian comes out of seclusion, you can give it to her. If she doesn't want it, let her return it to Gu Chengxue. That way, you won't owe him a favor. You're just an errand boy anyway, so why worry?"

Qin Beiyao had never thought of it this way. After she said that, he suddenly understood everything. He looked at Shui Lian'er with sparkling eyes and said, "Lian'er, you are smarter than me!"

Shui Lian'er was delighted by his flattery and said "hmm" happily.

He even said complacently: "Just follow me carefully, there is a lot for you to learn!"

Qin Beiyao nodded: "Okay, I'll follow you."

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In the room where light and shadow flickered, the air was filled with the scent of agarwood and thin curtains fluttered. The room was empty and it seemed as if no one was there.

No breathing, no heartbeat.

But when you turn the screen, you can see a thin and small figure, with his ten fingers firmly buried in the quilt, trying his best to endure the pain in his body.

Fine and dense cold sweat had soaked her inner clothes, and mixed with blood, it seeped out layer by layer.

On her snow-white face, one could only see the blue veins on her neck, which were bulging from the pain she was enduring.

If you didn't look closely, you would almost think there was a corpse lying on the bed.

At this moment, Jiang Liqian closed his eyes tightly and was rapidly practicing the Qiankun Heart Method, constantly using his own spiritual power to dissolve the remaining sword energy on the wound.

The sword energy was icy cold, freezing her blood and then cutting the frozen blood clots apart.

pain.

Over and over again, the pain never ends.

But Jiang Liqian had more painful memories, and she could endure it.

Threads of purple lightning spiritual power rushed towards the ice-blue sword energy and entangled with it, constantly wrapping around it, wrapping it to death, and then tearing off a large piece.

The torn sword energy was wrapped in thunder spiritual power and melted into her body.

The thunder spirit power continued to rush over, entangled her again, and then tore off a large piece again and integrated it into her meridians.

This cycle repeats itself over and over again.

Gradually, the pain in her body subsided, the color returned to her cheeks little by little, and the cold sweat on her forehead also decreased a lot.

The blood no longer seeped out and the wound no longer opened again.