Bai Lian tapped on the table.

The ancestor of the blood tree and Yan Yue have a very good relationship. The reason why I handed this diary to her must be to invite her as a foreign aid.

"But it's not that easy to reconcile the contradiction between the two of them."

An Lan is her master, if she is a junior sister, she can force something.

Now, I can't beat it.

Forcing something to do something is not afraid of being forced to do something by An Lan.

Speaking of which, why doesn't Master like to stick with Yan Yue?

Is it just because of awkwardness?

Bai Lian shoved the diary into his chest suspiciously.

"Um?"

At this moment, she, who had been staring at the painting, noticed something was wrong. Did the painting's position change again?

She seems to be caught between Master and Second Junior Sister again.

"..."

Chapter 10 Dao Heart Degeneration 3k

Hello, woodcutter!

Hello, flower waterer!

Hello, ordinary people!

In front of a bright mirror, Qingluan rubbed her slightly tired wrist. In the mirror, a relaxed smile appeared on her face.

Where she is now is her room in Yunluofeng.

After refusing to use spiritual power, she felt a little tired after working hard for several days, but her heart was unexpectedly calm.

She doesn't have to think about any issues related to cultivation.

After learning that she was studying at Qiongming Peak, no one bothered her in the past few days.

In this calm, she seemed to slowly find her former self again.

Senior Sister Bai is right.

She has walked into a dead end. 100% of the pain in her life comes from cultivating immortals. Only by stopping immortal cultivation can she be rescued.

A born saint is a born saint, and she easily hit her vitals.

Even the head of the sect doesn't necessarily have this kind of ability to hit the nail on the head!

Last night, Qingluan had a rare good night's sleep.

After the rough tea and light meal, she took a bath, and then fell asleep at Xu.

This morning, she woke up when the "alarm clock" given to her by Senior Sister Bai beeped.

She continued to chop wood and water the flowers, giving each flower she saw a fresh name that she liked.

For example, green luan flower, white pity flower, white rabbit grass, broccoli...

But unfortunately, this peace was finally broken, and she received a letter from Hongluan near evening.

Because of this, Qingluan came back from Qiongming Peak on purpose.

At this time, there is still a quarter of an hour before the meeting time.

Qingluan restrained her smile.

She didn't want to show her relaxed side in front of Hongluan, so she took off her green shirt and put on Yun Luofeng's Taoist robe again.

Light a scent.

Make a pot of black tea.

Waiting for Hongluan under the dim candlelight.

Against the backdrop of the candlelight, she looked like a puppet made of iron.

A quarter of an hour later, the door was pushed open, and Hong Luan, dressed in red, walked in.

"Why is the light so dim?"

Hongluan frowned, she waved her clothes lightly, and the "dying" white candle suddenly became "dramatic and fierce".

The room is spacious.

Hongluan smiled and nodded.

But before she could take a step forward, a burst of spiritual power shot out from Qingluan's body, the candle flame was damaged, it became sluggish again, and the room darkened again.

Hongluan: "..."

He heard Qingluan say in a gentle tone, "That's good."

"you……"

When the words reached his throat, Hong Luan finally swallowed.

This Qingluan has a big problem.

She was curious.

In the past, even if Qingluan really felt that the candlelight was very bright, she would definitely lower the brightness after consulting with her, and would never act like this without authorization.

In the end what happened?

Qingluan remained silent, she was waiting for Hongluan to speak first.

Hong Luan sat down on the empty seat opposite Qing Luan: "Black tea?"

"Senior Sister Bai gave it to me, and I drank it to refresh myself."

"It looks like you and Bai Lian are getting along pretty well."

"It's okay, Senior Sister Bai is as deep as the sea, I have more places to learn."

Hongluan asked unintentionally, "What did she teach you?"

Qingluan said, "Recognize yourself."

"?"

Then there was a silence.

Hong Luan felt that her patience was about to be exhausted, she couldn't help but ask, "What do you think of Bai Lian's strength?"

Qingluan said, "It's very powerful."

Hong Luan asked, "How powerful? Compared to me."

Qingluan shook her head: "Sister, you are far inferior to Senior Sister Bai."

Click.

The cup in Hong Luan's hand suddenly cracked into countless pieces, but the cup did not spread out under the support of spiritual power.

Qingluan explained calmly: "When I play chess with my sister, you can win three or four games in ten games, but when I play chess with Senior Sister Bai, I can't win even a hundred games."

"?"

"Sister, the dishes you cook are barely edible, while the dishes made by Senior Sister Bai are my mother's taste."

"?"

"Sister, you don't know anything about flower arrangement, and the flowers that Senior Sister Bai cultivated are worth a thousand dollars."

"?"

"Sister, your paintings are not as good as those of children, but Senior Sister Bai's paintings have both form and spirit, which is already a style of its own."

"This……"

Hongluan was stupid.

What a mess.

Could this sister be fake?

"What on earth are you trying to say?" Hong Luan said angrily.

I don't want to be a cultivator anymore, sister!

Qingluan really wanted to shout out like this.

But in the end, she restrained her excitement.

She can't say.

My elder sister would not agree, Master would not agree, and no one would agree except Senior Sister Bai.

If she said it, it would only bring trouble to Senior Sister Bai.

Qingluan took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Sister, do you want me to help you find out the details of Senior Sister Bai?"

The real intention was suddenly revealed, and Hongluan was just stunned for a moment before returning to normal.

She nodded: "That's right."

Qingluan said: "What I said just now is the information I have inquired over the past few days."

"What's the meaning?"

"In the past few days, Senior Sister Bai has never made a move or practiced."

"how is this possible?"

Hongluan was shocked, how could he become stronger without cultivating!

Under the dim candlelight, a smile flashed across Qingluan's mouth.

She knew that Senior Sister Bai was for her!

Senior Sister Bai is a kind and considerate person.

When she didn't know how to be an ordinary person, Senior Sister Bai sacrificed her precious cultivation time to help her quickly integrate into the mentality of an ordinary person.

Senior Sister Bai took her for a walk.

Senior Sister Bai played chess with her.

Senior Sister Bai taught her to arrange flowers.

Senior Sister Bai...

With the efforts of Senior Sister Bai, she realized that she was an ordinary person compared to Senior Sister Bai, so her calmness and therapy finally worked.

In the entire Duxian Sect, after putting aside her interests, the only one who can accompany her so patiently is Senior Sister Bai.

Master can't.

Not even my sister!

Qingluan felt in a trance that only Bai Lian was the best in the world.

At this moment, the crack in her heart opened wider.

Hong Luan asked eagerly, "Don't you have any other information?"

"No."

"..."

"Do you want me to challenge Senior Sister Bai?" Qingluan asked back.

"of course not."

Hongluan denied it.

How could an immortal cultivator in the Jindan stage force out Bai Lian's true strength?

"You..." She wanted to say something, but finally turned into a sigh, as if there was no better way, "Well, if you can, just inquire, if you can't, forget it."