Don’t Be Afraid, the Last Meal Has Not Been Digested

Ai Xiangying's picture in the live broadcast room finally lit up. Captain Ai returned after a long absence. Apart from celebrating, the audience was still somewhat worried:

[After being absent for so long, Ai Xiangying's various attributes have widened the gap with the other two teammates, will it? ]

[Don't swallow half of what you say, no matter how big the gap is, as long as you have the motherland in your heart, you can still work together to do great things. ]

[That's right, three people are always better than two people, I hope Goddess An can restore their memories as soon as possible to avoid internal friction. ]

[I'm just worried about Ai Xiangying's unbalanced mentality. Now An Yizhen's four attributes should be much higher than hers. In the beginning, An Yizhen must have been assigned to the logistics group because her attributes were relatively low. Is Ai Xiangying's captain's position going to be Xian? ]

[Isn't the captain just a title, and there is no substantive reward, and you have to work hard. I think anyone can do it, as long as the person in charge of the overall situation has the right vision. ]

[Anonymous speech: I think Ai Xiangying has a small mind. ]

[Upstairs, even if you used a foreign IP to leave a message, but Ai's hands and eyes are open to the sky, do you think about the consequences of saying this openly? ]

[No one is perfect, is there anything wrong with seeking truth from facts? ]

[I think that although the children of the Ai family are very good, why Ai Xiangying doesn't care much about the family business after graduation, this shows from one side that she is not suitable for being a senior. ]

[Everyone has their own aspirations, how can the elders in the family arrange it, can she have something to say? It is better to stay out of the world and play extreme sports to exercise physical fitness. ]

[The people upstairs are very aware of the ditches and crags in the Ai's house. ]

[Okay, I admit I was just talking nonsense. I have nothing to do with the Ai family, and I have been seeing psychiatry lately. ]

[The more you say that, the more suspicious it becomes. ]

In the warm bedroom of Liuxiang Pavilion, the atmosphere seemed a little awkward. The people serving around him have been sent back, and only the father and daughter are sitting opposite each other in the room.

Ai Jingzhi felt that his daughter Ai Xiangying looked at him with an unfamiliar taste in his eyes. His heart was sour, and he said in a trembling voice: "Xiaoying, it's my father who is sorry for you, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you before. Kindness can't bear to kill, it's all right, but when you meet a real demon in the future, you must not hesitate. Otherwise, it will not be a serious injury, but..."

In Ai Xiangying's mind, when she was practicing in the forbidden area, she couldn't bear to seriously hurt the dying demon. The demon went through rounds of fierce battles, fighting with more than a dozen disciples in each round, and could not rest even if he was injured. Until she was exhausted, her father let her go and fight him alone.

Her father loves her and wants her to be so dazzling, powerful and dazzling in front of others. She can be seriously injured by one person, a demon that several other brothers and sisters can't even fight in battle. What a good opportunity for performance? But she is no longer a child, so she doesn't want this kind of vanity. What's more, the monster seems to be no different from them. It has flesh and blood, its skin will tear apart, and the blood will reveal the bones. He will be in pain, and he will not be able to get up.

As a result, she was soft-hearted and did not use all her strength when she shot, but the demon was pretending to be exhausted, causing her to suffer from the backlash of spiritual energy. Although everything was an illusion, why did she remember it so clearly, the demon's eyebrows seemed familiar, as if it was an extremely handsome man. Her father said that it was a magic trick used by demons to confuse people, and she could forget it when she retreated. But why after so many days and thinking of various ways, she still can't forget the appearance of the monster.

"Father, I shouldn't be soft-hearted towards demons, I know I was wrong." Ai Xiangying replied as a statement that she was no longer angry, but she didn't have too much closeness to her father. There was always a strange thought deep in her heart that she didn't belong here.

"Then is there any discomfort on your body? Would you like to take some more qi and blood elixir?"

Ai Xiangying declined and said, "If you have any good medicine, you should keep it for the younger sister. Isn't my father the most precious to her? Back then, when your mother died of a serious illness, you were reluctant to take good medicine, causing your mother to die in pain. How can you be rich now? Did you give the medicine to your daughter?"

Ai Jingzhi's face turned pale, and he sighed: "Xiaoying, I said that you are different from Xiaozhen. I am strict with you, and it is also for you to grow faster. Now, who does not know who you are in the immortal mansion? The best among female disciples? And I indulge Xiaozhen in everything. It's not that she has a mediocre aptitude. No matter how hard she tries in this life, she can't become a talent. Isn't it good to let her be happy and happy. You can cultivate Mahayana to the realm of ascension, Why compete with mortals?"

"What about Senior Brother Yu?" Ai Xiangying asked out of nowhere.

"Yu Haoxuan? Didn't you deal with him since you were a child? I remember when he first came to Xianfu, you liked to bully and tease him the most, and then he always avoided you. He liked Xiaozhen who was not as good as him. , then let him like it. A few days ago, he also proposed to become a Taoist partner with Xiaozhen."

"No!" Ai Xiangying blocked, "Senior brother Yu has a good personality, excellent spiritual roots, and works so hard in cultivation, why did he become a Taoist partner with that waste wood? She is not worthy of him. After he ascends in the future, Who is with him?"

Ai Jingzhi coaxed lovingly: "Xiaoying, do you think anyone can soar? No matter how talented you are, it's impossible to reach that level without a hundred years of cultivation. And Xiaozhen's body can live for decades, happy to leave. Go, who will be in the way? You and Yu Haoxuan have already broken through the Golden Core Stage, and their lifespan is at least one or two hundred years, so why bother."

"In order to show your benevolence and morality, have you considered our feelings..." Ai Xiangying pierced the window paper without any hesitation.

Ai Jingzhi felt the pain in his heart and couldn't tell. Even his own daughter said that to him, and his eyes were full of hatred when his wife died. Did he do something wrong?

Nothing is perfect since ancient times. He did everything he could to save the woman he liked. Is there anything wrong with being nice to her daughter? Back then, if he hadn't wanted to be the head of the Sect with all his heart, and hadn't gone to the extreme north together, maybe Su Wanyun wouldn't have died. An Minzhi and so many elite disciples in the sect, why can't they protect her? That's because they only have the Dao in their hearts, and they sacrifice their lives for righteousness, but he doesn't. If he goes, he will definitely put Su Wanyun first.

People's hearts are changeable, can Taoist companions be able to stay together for a hundred years and soar together?

Xiaoying's mother had a crush on him for so many years, and made an unchanging oath that she would accompany him to soar. He finally nodded and married her, and gave birth to Xiaoying with her. She was also happy and happy, and Xiaoying was so carefree when she was young. When they all changed, they became suspicious and no longer simple and cute. Jealousy makes them hideous.

So it's better to look ahead. Xiaozhen's lifespan is not very long, and now he sees his body gradually getting healthy. Why can't my daughter understand this? The most favored person on the bright side is Xiaozhen, and all the open guns and dark arrows are also accusing Xiaozhen. The more neglected her daughter is, the more sympathetic she is. Who does not respect Ai Xiangying in the entire sect, and who does not admire her excellence? Even the other elders did their best to teach Xiaoying.

It was Xiaoying who really benefited. However, Ai Jingzhi would not say such words to his daughter.

The more he didn't explain, the more chilled Ai Xiangying was, and she didn't want to say more.

Ai Jingzhi could only leave some nourishing medicine and left in a trance. As soon as he left the courtyard, he saw that An Yizhen was also coming. He tried his best, pretending to be kind and asking: "Xiaozhen, have you been woken up? Just come and see Xiaoying tomorrow. Why bother to rush so late? Come, in the deep dew of the night, be careful of the cold."

"Master, I can't sleep. I just want to see what Senior Sister Ai needs. Don't I always have all kinds of nourishing medicines there. If Senior Sister needs to nourish her body, she will use them all."

Ai Jingzhi's heart warmed, Xiaozhen was too real, Xiaoying hated and repelled her, she didn't seem to see it, she was always so heartfelt and warm, and she thought of giving Xiaoying the first thing she wanted. share. When she was a child, Xiaoying still teased her and coaxed her to go to the dangerous forbidden area to pick flowers. Fortunately, he was closely guarded at that time, and there were institutional barriers in the forbidden area. Otherwise, the fierceness of the demon slave might have really hurt Xiaozhen.

"My teacher just went to see Xiaoying, and she has left medicine for her. She is still a little tired. Don't disturb her rest. If there is anything else, let's talk about it tomorrow."

An Yizhen originally planned to meet Ai Xiangying alone and try to tell her something else to inspire her memory, but she did not expect that Ai Jingzhi was so persistent in "escorting" him back to her residence. He found that the servants were all slumbering, and naturally he was furious, causing the maids beside her to tremble and no one dared to fall asleep again.

With a bunch of eyes staring at her, she could only go to bed first, planning to find time to talk to Ai Xiangying alone.

The next morning, she got up early, washed and ate, and went to the magic class in high spirits.

The morning courses in Immortal Mansion are basically all kinds of immortal art theory courses, and in the afternoon there are various specialized practical courses, as well as training and similar martial arts courses. The focus of the disciples these few days is to prepare for the Central Continent Conference, simulate a duel, and learn from each other.

An Yizhen felt that the so-called Central Continent Conference was more like the model of the National Games, and the competitions were generally divided into two categories: Wen Dou and Wu Dou.

Wendou is based on paper-based examinations, and the defense is mainly in the theory of immortality in various subjects. There are seven categories, and the one with the highest total score is honored as Wenkui. Fighting is fighting, you can bring weapons and magic weapons, duel in pairs, eliminate round by round, and finally choose Wu Kui.

However, as the young captain of the North to seal the devil, he must be good at martial arts, and those who are selected for the elite team will also be the best in martial arts. After all, the trip to seal the devil is extremely dangerous, and there is no real ability, and it will kill you purely by theory.

The head of civil and military might sometimes be the same person. For example, when An Minzhi, the head of Fengming Sect, led a team to the extreme north twenty years ago, he also selected a group of elites through the Central Continent Conference.

Back then, the leader of both civil and military affairs was the same person, Fu Qiming, the current head of the Qilin Sect. Sealing the demons turned into a battle against demons. After many perilous trials and tribulations, the elite disciples suffered heavy casualties, but Fu Qiming was lucky to survive, succeeding the late An Min's wife and his wife, and organized everyone to withdraw to the south. In that battle, Fu Qiming had extraordinary cultivation and strong management and scheduling ability. His credit and prestige were naturally second to none, and he became the most respected person in the younger generation.

Most of the people who survived after participating in the war 20 years ago were reluctant to go to the extreme north again, and they did not even show up at the Central Continent Conference. It is a pity that some madmen have almost completely lost their cultivation.

Only Fu Qiming once swore in public that he would return to the extreme north again in 20 years to seek revenge for those monsters. This time, it was just the turn of the head team leader of Qilin Sect. Fu Qiming's master was also a decisive person. He abdicated a few years ago and passed on the position of head to Fu Qiming.

So Fu Qiming became the youngest head of the Yuanwu Continent. As one of the judges of the Central Continent Conference, he was in his early forties, full of vigor, and formed a sharp contrast with the elders. Having experienced the fierce battle twenty years ago, this time he led the team will definitely be smoother than the last time.

The cultivation world also thinks so, and has high hopes for this trip to the north to seal the demons, and even expect them to slay all the demons on the Demon Mountain in one fell swoop.

An Yizhen began to think about it since he heard the news. If he wanted to follow him to the extreme north, even if he couldn't become a formal elite organization, he would definitely have to get Fu Qiming's eyes. Otherwise, she can only follow secretly, which is regarded as a cumbersome and relatively troublesome, and it is not conducive to fooling everyone to destroy supernatural monsters together in the future.

If the content of Wen Dou is not beyond the outline, and thousands of books for seven homework have been memorized, it would be hard for An Yizhen. The difficulty is still fighting. Not to mention attacking with spiritual power, but using spiritual power to activate the magic weapon, she is not very smart. Only the purple gold bell seemed to work just fine when shaken. Now she uses her spiritual power to light a lamp with two knives.

Furthermore, if she signed up for Wen Dou, Senior Brother Yu and the others would definitely not stop her. If she wanted to sign up for Wu Dou, no one would support her. So she was looking for a more ingenious opportunity for Fu Qiming to discover her benefits.

After this analysis, at the Central Continent Conference, Wen Dou wants to fight for the leader. Even if she doesn't participate in the martial arts fight, she has to watch the whole process to see if the elites have any weaknesses. If her strengths can "justly" make up for the weaknesses of the elites, why wouldn't Fu Qiming not bring her?

For several days, the disciples in Fengming Sect competed internally, and selected outstanding disciples in advance to be the main players in the Central Continent Conference. After screening, those who are really ineffective should be persuaded to quit the game and not lose face.

After An Yizhen was familiar with the types of questions in Wendou, it took only three or two days to memorize the full text of the question bank. She didn't dare to be too obvious, she only took an hour or two to go to the library to read books every day.

In terms of martial arts, after a few days of observation, she already had a preliminary concept in her heart. She must make full use of her high agility attributes to engage in articles. All her energy was spent on these preparations, and she ignored the plot task one for a while. At least Yu Haoxuan has been busy with the Central Continent Conference recently, and has spent much less time with her than before. It's just right if he doesn't show up, and she definitely won't go to him. If the two meet less often, will the "feelings" be lighter. She didn't have Yu Haoxuan in her heart at all, wouldn't Yu Haoxuan be distracted by her useless little junior sister when he was busy with business?

Since Ai Xiangying left the customs, she has become more popular than Yu Haoxuan. All day long, various disciples have discussed Taoism with her, whether it is literary or martial. In short, she is surrounded by at least three or five people during the day. I will return to Liuxiang Pavilion, and I will never see guests again. There was no chance for An Yizhen to come forward and talk. It seemed that Ai Xiangying just wanted to avoid her on purpose.

Zhuang Zimo is also elusive. Occasionally he goes to the Lun Dao Hall and stands in the last row to listen to lectures. He never talks to others. After lunch, he never attends those courses in the afternoon. People don't know where they disappear, only late at night. Go back to the woodshed.

An Yizhen endured for a few days and pretended to be obedient. When the guards of her servants gradually loosened up and returned to her original state, she slipped out of the house in the middle of the night and went to the woodshed.

An Yizhen's whereabouts can be hidden from others, but he cannot escape Zhuang Zimo's ear. Before she even entered the house, Zhuang Zimo asked, "What is the junior sister here to ask again?"

An Yizhen said, "Other apprentices and brothers go to the Yanwu Hall every afternoon to practice hard for the Central Continent Conference and learn from each other. Why have they never seen you there?"

"The sect master doesn't let you practice those things, and has arranged other things." When Zhuang Zimo thought of the Zijin bell in An Yizhen's hand, he naturally did not dare to hide it, guessing that she knew that most of the questions were to test whether he was honest and obedient.

An Yizhen asked again, "Would you like to sign up for Wen Dou or Wu Dou during the Central Continent Conference?"

Zhuang Zimo thought she would be curious about what he had been up to these days, but who would have expected her to be concerned about the Central Continent Conference, he replied lightly, "I just entered the school, how can I be qualified to participate in those competitions."

"You actually want to go to the extreme north too, right?" An Yizhen asked deliberately, observing his expression.

"That's right, it is the duty of a practitioner to slay demons and eliminate demons. If you have the opportunity, you will naturally not shirk. It's a pity... I heard that the list of disciples who can sign up for martial arts has been pre-determined, and those who are less knowledgeable are not among them." Zhuangzi Mo pretended to sigh the color of loneliness.

An Yizhen said: "Then you sign up for Wendou, there is no quota limit, I will sign up anyway."

"I've never read a serious book, so I can sign up, but how can I answer it?" Zhuang Zimo didn't know why the younger sister would say such a naive statement.

An Yizhen said flickeringly: "I recently practiced an immortal art, and when I use it on others, I can make them read books quickly and never forget. I have already read nearly a thousand books in Wendou's seven courses. Do you want to? Don't you try it too?"

"Even if you can really memorize it, you won't be able to write."

An Yizhen smiled: "Why can't you write?"

She laid out the pen and paper specially brought tonight in front of Zhuang Zimo. It was a simple ink pen and ordinary rice paper, and encouraged, "You can write your name, and you will definitely be able to write it without me teaching you."

Without anyone to teach him, Zhuang Zimo subconsciously held the pen in the correct posture. Zimo wrote the two characters, it is not ugly at all, and it is horizontal and vertical. He thought that this was the first time he had picked up a pen to write. After all, there was no such condition in the forbidden area, but why did he write like this, as if he had practiced many times, naturally and smoothly?

"Tomorrow morning, you come to the library, and we will read those books together. When you and I sign up for the Wendou, you can also take care of it." An Yizhen did not say more reasons, nor did he ask for opinions, just simple and rough . Violent request, "If you don't obey, I'll ring the bell."

"Okay." Zhuang Zimo agreed simply. In the forbidden area, Ai Jingzhi taught him basically the category of martial arts, and rarely involved the theory of magic. He recently listened to lectures every morning, and he did not reject those mysterious and rich theories, but helped him understand many moves. trick. Moreover, he always felt that this knowledge seemed familiar, as if he had understood it before, which also puzzled him for a long time, but he did not dare to ask others.

An Yizhen added: "Are you familiar with those immortal arts theories? In fact, maybe you will know them in your previous life. This is just to help you recall. It's like when I saw you and Senior Sister Ai, I met with you. Seeing other people is different. If people have a previous life, the three of us may be old acquaintances."

"Senior Sister Ai? A previous life?" Zhuang Zimo hesitated, "Indeed, last time you asked me if I knew you, I lied. When I saw you and Senior Sister Ai, I did feel familiar. This is what you said before. what?"

"I heard that practitioners who can't stand the test of robbery and can't ascend, although their bodies are destroyed, their souls can be reincarnated and reborn. If such people have the opportunity to re-enter the Immortal Sect to practice again, they will be able to see the Dao faster than ordinary people." Maybe the three of us in our previous lives are also from the same family, and we fought side by side, and the relationship is very good?" An Yizhen conveyed some information carefully, and this time he was not silenced.

Zhuang Zimo didn't believe it at all, he sneered in his heart, but he just pretended to be dazed and perfunctory: "Well."

There are countless emotions in the barrage in the live broadcast room of Longguo:

[Zhuang Zimo has been single for a lifetime by his ability, and Goddess An's words are all about this, but he actually only answered one word? This is the rhythm of chatting to death. ]

[Senior ah, this is the man who keeps his mind at ease and concentrates on his career. ]

[Yin and Yang Weiqi: I think he has a ghost in his heart. ]

[What the hell? ]

[I'm studying micro-expressions, and he doesn't believe it at all. It is very polite to be able to respond. ]

[Upstairs, what do you say he doesn't believe? ]

[He doesn't necessarily believe what Goddess An said, probably because they didn't believe in the part where they had a good relationship and could fight side by side. When Goddess An talked about that part, his micro-expression was the most obvious. ]

[Then he is so obedient now, just afraid of Zijin Bell? ]

[I'm afraid he has other plans, but unfortunately Goddess An can't see our prompt on the barrage. ]

[Goddess Ann can definitely see his disbelief. So take some extreme measures. No matter what I do, I support Goddess Ann. ]

[Pity my male god, the room is still empty, and I fell asleep on the floor after so many days. ]

[That is also much better than the conditions in the forbidden area. The male **** was called by Ai Jingzhi to the secret room every afternoon, forcing him to infiltrate various magical instruments with spiritual energy, and spawn various medicinal herbs. ]

[Those magic weapons and medicinal pills are all things to bring to the extreme north in the future, right? ]

[should be. And Ai Jingzhi didn't say that Zhuang Zimo was born with top spiritual roots, and the speed of gathering spiritual energy far surpassed anyone in the sect. Squeezed dry today, full of spiritual energy the next day, and seems to be able to break through the upper limit soon. Simply put, the more you use it, the brighter it is. ]

[This is purely using my male **** as a tool man. I don't know if Ai Jingzhi will allow the male **** to go north together. ]

[An Goddess mentions that it might be a good idea to sign up for Wendou. ]

[Their intelligence attribute is so high, it should be easy to memorize the question bank. But the elites who go to seal demons need to be outstanding in martial arts. ]

[I believe Goddess An must have a way. ]

An Yizhen is naturally familiar with what kind of connotation Zhuang Zimo's expression represents. I don't know what happened to Zhuang Zimo in the forbidden area, and his temperament seems to have become a lot gloomier. However, Zhuang Zimo intends to go to the extreme north. As long as the three of them can go to the extreme north together first, there must be a way in front of the road.

On the morning of the next day, Zhuang Zimo did not go to the Taoist Temple for the first time, but waited obediently in the library building. Unfortunately, the disciple talisman on his body was restricted, and he could not step into the building at all.

An Yizhen could only find the books from the building. Relying on her being the sect's favorite disciple, she asked the administrator to make an exception to allow her to push a cart of books to stand outside the door and give it to Zhuang Zimo to "pick and choose".

In fact, after quickly flipping through each book, Zhuang Zimo could memorize it word for word. He was also surprised that he actually knew all these words and understood the meaning. He understood most of the contents in the book, and he could read them quickly and remember them clearly. Is this really what kind of magic An Yizhen used? Since there is such an immortal technique in Fengming Sect, why don't other disciples use it, and still devote themselves to studying there, often making mistakes in every exam?

In less than two hours, An Yizhen had already urged Zhuang Zimo to memorize most of the thousands of books in the question bank, and some books were borrowed by the other disciples, and they could not be found for the time being. An Yizhen can only let the administrator pay attention, and call her once someone returns it.

When they were about to leave, Yu Haoxuan appeared.

From a distance, Yu Haoxuan saw Junior Sister with a smile on his face and Junior Brother Zimo around the book cart. The two seemed to have occasional conversations. Inexplicable sourness rose in his heart.