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

"Big Brother, if you don't come up, Junior Sister and I will leave first."

"You're dreaming!" Si Chuan's face changed, and he didn't care about losing face or not, and immediately jumped onto the formation platform.

The formation was activated and white light suddenly appeared.

Jiang Liqian subconsciously raised her hands to block the light in front of her eyes, but both hands blocked her eyes at the same time. She was stunned and looked up.

The eldest brother touched his nose embarrassedly, while the second brother gently touched her head.

Pursing her lips slightly, she spoke softly.

"Thank you."

The first place the three of them visited was the Wuji Pavilion, where the Tiangan Sect's founder and elders were enshrined. They lit a stick of incense and kowtowed to the ancestors. The eldest brother sat on the left, the second brother on the right, and Jiang Liqian knelt in the center. The three bowed their heads, offering sincere respect and bowing, while listening to the wonderful music of the immortals.

Walking out of the main hall, the second senior brother pointed to a broken copper bell hanging from the eaves.

"I heard that those with a truly pure mind and a righteous destiny can hear the sound of this broken sky bell. The head immortal once retreated here for a month, watching the rain. When he heard the sound of the broken sky bell falling with the rain, he was inspired and broke through the tribulation stage in one fell swoop, becoming the youngest tribulation stage expert in the history of the cultivation world."

The eldest brother picked up a branch and poked the Cantian Bell, but found that the small, worn-out bell did not move at all. He did not believe it, so he added spiritual power to his hands. After a burst of crackling, the branch broke into pieces, but the bell was still there as motionless as a mountain.

Seeing this, the second brother had pity in his eyes, as if he was looking at a fool, and sighed with regret.

The eldest brother curled his lips, threw away the branch, leaned against the pillar, and made a gesture of "Master, please come up."

The second senior brother shook his head and said, "Big Brother, you claim to have measured every inch of the Tiangan Sect's land, but don't you know that this Broken Sky Bell needs to bow to the heavens and announce its name before it will move with the wind?"

After saying this, he slowly stepped forward with an elegant posture, bowed to the Cantian Bell, and spoke in a clear voice: "I am Wen Funian, the 1,342nd generation disciple of the Tiangan Sect. I have come here to listen to the Taoist teachings and seek confirmation of my destiny as an immortal."

As soon as he finished speaking, a breeze blew through the bamboo grove outside the eaves, blowing the ancient bells.

The lingering morning mist and the colorful flowing clouds lasted for three breaths before slowly stopping.

But there was still no sound.

Seeing this, the eldest brother felt that he had finally won back a game. He put his hands on his hips and laughed twice without any hesitation. He also patted the second brother on the shoulder as if to comfort him: "Brother, it's okay. When your eldest brother becomes an immortal, he will come down to save you. I will never let you suffer alone down there. Hahahaha..."

The second senior brother snorted coldly and brushed away the eldest senior brother's hand on his shoulder.

"Little Junior Sister, let's go. Second Senior Brother will take you to see the most beautiful red maple leaves in Wanfenglin."

"Huh? Um... um."

Jiang Liqian was distracted for a moment, and for the first time, she took the initiative to hold the hand of her second senior brother. She couldn't wait to leave the Wuji Pavilion and keep a distance from the Cantian Bell.

Her eyes went black and white, her steps were deep and shallow, she was so weak that she had no strength. In a trance, she saw scenes from her previous life where she was surrounded by people and they accused her of crimes. Then she saw scenes where she worked hard, traveled thousands of miles, and risked everything to worship Tian Qianzong. There were many other scenes, some of which she had never even seen before.

These pictures were like illustrations in a book, quickly passing before her eyes page by page. She felt dizzy and her heart felt heavy, as if it was being firmly grasped by an invisible big hand.

Unable to breathe, unable to call for help.

Everything seemed to be composing music, lingering in her ears over and over again.

And she can hear this voice every time she comes here, in her past and present lives.

"Junior sister, Junior sister, what's wrong with you?"

"Can you hear me?"

"Junior Sister, are you sick? Can I carry you to Danfeng to check on your health?"

"Small……"

Jiang Liqian's sudden pale face and obviously abnormal movements frightened the two senior brothers, who hurriedly stopped to ask about her physical condition.

But Jiang Liqian just wanted to escape from this bamboo forest, the farther away from this place, the better. She pushed the two people in front of her away in frustration, covered her head and ran forward desperately, running and running, gasping for breath but refusing to stop.

Suddenly, she seemed to sense something and stopped abruptly.

He raised his head stiffly.

A frosty figure as white as snow stood quietly at the end of the path. Sasha's bamboo leaves fluttered down, as if in slow motion, and were easily bounced away by the protective spiritual power around him and fell at his feet.

The white snow on the mountain top is holy and cold. The fairies on the mountain are dressed in white clothes that are whiter than snow. When they look over, just a glance is like the cold light on the snow, as if they can see through all things and as if they can see through people's hearts at a glance.

Her soul trembled.

She had seen such eyes in her previous life.

The first time, he pulled out her celestial bone which was already half-cultivated.

The second time, he shattered her Nascent Soul with one palm.

Twice, the same look, the same agony.

She stepped back step by step, her eyes flushed crimson, and a clear light flashed from the corners of her eyes, wetting her disciple's clothes again.

"Don't you dare touch me!"

"You are no longer qualified..."

"You are not my Master, no, no!"

[Ding! The young master's inner demon's backlash value has increased by 1%, and the current backlash value is 52%.]

[Ding! The Master's inner demon's backlash value has increased by 3%, and is currently at 50%.]

[Ding! The young master's inner demon backlash value has decreased by 1%, and the current backlash value is 54%.]

[Ding! The young master's inner demon's backlash value has increased by 5%. The current backlash value is 59%.]

Her head was getting more and more dizzy, her vision was getting more and more blurred, the fear in her heart, with the overwhelming hatred from her previous life, was madly destroying her sanity. She only felt that the sound of the Cantian Bell around her was getting louder and louder, so loud that she wanted to go crazy.

"Stop ringing!"

"Stop ringing!"

"what--!"

Jiang Liqian suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body swayed. When he vaguely saw two figures flying towards him from the corner of his eye, he finally couldn't hold on and fell down.

She stretched out her hand hard, trying to grasp something illusory that did not belong to her.

"Senior Brother...

"help me."

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"Master, why hasn't Junior Sister woken up yet? Are those old men at Danfeng all senile and confused, and their skills no longer effective?"

"Master, let me make another bowl of Qi-boosting soup for my junior sister. She is still a mortal and cannot withstand the effects of too many pills."

"Master, there is one thing I don't understand. Why did the Sect Leader appear there by chance? And why did Junior Sister faint after seeing the Sect Leader? The Sect Leader..." Fu Wennian paused, lowered his head even lower, and his posture became more respectful, but the words he said were not polite at all.

"Is the Sect Master still holding a grudge against Junior Sister because of the disciple-recruiting conference?"