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

She is not the respected first disciple of the master, nor is she the Tianqian sword genius that everyone looks up to.

She slowly lowered her raised hand, lowered her head, and stood still without saying a word.

Whether the person came to kill her or to tease her, it didn't matter...

"You little kid, why are you so lifeless?

"What's wrong? Are you wronged?"

The cheerful voice flashed to her side in the blink of an eye. Jiang Liqian's nose suddenly felt sore, but she suppressed it hard.

"who are you?"

The words were asked coldly, but more than that, they were lifeless.

The visitor raised his eyebrows and was about to say something, but Yun Ruyi rushed over and stood in front of Jiang Liqian tremblingly: "Don't...don't bully Qianqian!"

"Oh?" The chuckle circled twice on the white jade steps, "Bullying..." He walked to the front of Jiang Liqian, lowered his head and looked at her eyes carefully, but apart from the red eye sockets, there was nothing unusual.

It was really strange. He had just clearly sensed a fluctuation of spiritual power, so he came over to check the situation, thinking that there might be some trouble, or some extraordinary genius had appeared so that he could take advantage of it. He didn't expect that it was just a skinny little bean sprout.

And he is a little bean sprout who suffers a lot of grievances and has no one to talk to.

Interesting, really interesting. It’s rare for the Tiangan Sect to have such an interesting disciple after so many years. Well, it seems that he will have to join in the fun of this disciple-recruiting conference.

"Little girl, what's your name?" The man half-knelt down and asked in a kind voice.

Jiang Liqian finally raised her head this time, but she just glanced at the man indifferently, and then was about to break into the formation without saying a word.

The visitor was afraid of hurting her, so he hurriedly waved his sleeves and collected all the battle flags.

Jiang Liqian seemed to have expected him to do this. She walked straight past him without stopping and went down the mountain without any reluctance or lingering.

"Hey, little kid, what's wrong with you..." I don't know how Master Zhongdao offended this little girl. Why did she leave without saying a word?

Does he look scary?

No way, who in the Tiangan Sect could match his immortal demeanor? He even grew a long white beard just to look like a hermit.

However, before he could catch up, the little girl next to him who looked very timid had already run over while shouting.

"Qianqian, Qianqian, wait for me!"

"Qianqian, I... I can't run fast, wait, ah——!"

Her foot twisted, and the thin and weak figure was about to fall headfirst onto the white jade steps, rolling and falling down. Jiang Liqian, who was walking in front, subconsciously turned around and opened her arms to hug her.

But immediately, she seemed to be stabbed by something, and he pushed her away coldly and walked downstairs without saying a word.

"Qianqian!" Yun Ruyi, who clearly felt Jiang Liqian's alienation, started crying in fear.

She didn't understand why Qianqian, who was clearly concerned about her the moment before, changed her attitude the next second. Not only did she ignore her, she didn't even want to touch her.

Did she... do something wrong?

However, as long as Qianqian told her, she would be willing to change.

Unable to bear hearing Yun Ruyi calling her name like that, Jiang Liqian stopped moving, her voice icy: "Yun Ruyi, don't follow me anymore. You go and become an immortal, and I'll be a mortal. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other."

Human life is short. If possible, she doesn't want to live in this world for even a minute.

Jiang Liqian tore off the half sleeve she had grabbed, raised her hand, threw it to the ground with the wind, and left without looking back.

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The Heart-Knocking Ladder is very long. Jiang Liqian had climbed this seemingly endless Heart-Knocking Ladder three times in her previous life.

For the first time, she embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, and turned back to carry the frail Yun Ruyi up.

The second time, as the chief disciple of the Tiangan Sect, he escorted new disciples who came to the Tiangan Sect to climb the Ladder of Heart-Knocking.

The third time, she swore in blood that she would never collude with the demons. She kowtowed with every step she took, using the 33,000 stone steps to show her determination to eliminate demons and defend the way of justice. She was willing to enter the outer realm of heaven and completely eliminate the demons that were harming the people.

But knocking on her heart could not clear her innocence, nor could it knock out the bloodstains in her heart.

She didn't want to climb this damn immortal ladder anymore, nor did she want to practice immortality anymore. She just wanted to leave this suffocating place as soon as possible.

But for some reason, the ladder to the heart, which in my previous life could be reached in less than an hour, seemed to be impossible to reach this time.

This shouldn't be the case. Every time one climbs up the Heart-Knocking Ladder, one has to go through a physical and mental tempering, so it's very difficult. But going down are just ordinary white jade steps. Not to mention that she hasn't climbed to the top of the Heart-Knocking Ladder. Even if she did, there are only more than 30,000 steps. How is it possible that she hasn't walked out yet?

Could it be that because she is just a mortal now and does not have enough food to sustain her physical strength, she feels like she has been walking for a very long time?

Jiang Liqian stopped in a daze.

She looked around, then reached out her hand and felt forward, as if trying to grab something, but ended in failure.

If she had been famous in her previous life, she might have been able to see the flaw in minutes. But now, she was just an ant that could be crushed to death by anyone. She was not worthy of looking up to the lofty world of cultivation.

With a mocking twitch of the corners of his mouth, Jiang Liqian simply decided not to move. He sat down on the steps, propped up his chin and looked at the misty sea of ​​clouds in the distance. However, the anxiety in his pupils kept relaxing, and his whole body was in a state of emptiness.

Master Zhongdao, who had been observing silently in secret, was getting a little restless. He intuitively felt that this was a good seedling, but what if this good seedling didn't make the progress?

Is it better to cheat it or to snatch it away?

Or try to comfort him?

But he has lived for hundreds of years and has never coaxed a little girl. How should he coax her?

After walking back and forth anxiously, finally, Master Chongdao's eyes lit up and he transformed into a three-year-old boy, stumbling and crying for his mother. He climbed the stairs stumblingly while shouting. His little legs were not even as high as the stairs, and his face and body were covered with scratches.

The little boy made a lot of noise, and Jiang Liqian, who had been in a daze, was brought back to her senses by his repeated calls of "Mom". She moved her eyelids and looked down.

The little boy immediately opened his arms towards her, his eyes shining: "Hug me!"

At this moment, all the peak masters and elders who were sitting around the water mirror to check on the condition of the Heart-Knocking Ladder were looking at the scene in the water mirror with strange expressions. Some of them even couldn't hold back and burst into laughter without caring about their image.

"This is hilarious! He deserves this day. When that old bastard comes back, I'm going to laugh at him. Oh, and I have to record the photo stone so I can enjoy it later. Hahaha..."