northernbook Chapter 122 Love to Listen, Talk More
Chapter 122 Love to Listen, Talk More
"Master, why are you here?"
Zeng Yan's surprised voice attracted Jiang Ming's attention.
metropolitan?
Jiang Ming didn't expect that he would meet the Thousand Faces Demon Sect's leader who was in the Nascent Soul stage before he even entered the sect.
He followed Zeng Yan's gaze and looked upwards.
In the distance, they saw the gate of the Thousand Faces Demon Sect, and a man sitting cross-legged on it, his hands clenched into fists, his head resting casually, looking at them from afar.
Jiang Ming raised his head and met his eyes, and couldn't help blinking.
Ok?
Jiang Ming discovered some clues.
He closed his eyes and tried to recall the appearance of the Demon Sect's leader.
But I found that I couldn't visualize his face in my mind.
Forget it as soon as you see it?
Jiang Ming opened his eyes.
But just as he opened his eyes, a voice that could not be distinguished between male and female sounded beside him:
"Your Excellency's reaction is quite quick."
The sect leader actually appeared in front of Jiang Ming.
But even looking at the sect leader's face from such a close distance, Jiang Ming was unable to describe his features.
Even if I stare at the sect leader, I can't keep his appearance in my mind, let alone describe it.
I can't even tell the difference between men and women.
A very strange feeling.
This counterintuitive experience is quite fun.
However, if you only look at the body, it should be a man.
Jiang Ming opened his mouth and was about to say hello.
But before he could say anything, Zeng Yan beside him knelt down impatiently, pointing at Jiang Ming and crying:
"Master, save me! He has placed a restriction in my mind! Master, save me! Save me!"
Hey.
Seeing this, Jiang Ming couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
This idiot... is so eager to complain.
He took a small step to the side.
Jiang Ming just stepped back.
Zeng Yan, who was looking at the sect leader with hope, suddenly had a face that began to twist, twist, and twist.
"what----!!"
A scream of pain burst out of his mouth, but soon, the sound died down.
Because his mouth was also twisted.
His entire face was like dough, twisted into a tangled mess, but not a drop of blood came out, which was extremely strange.
Finally, he lost his life and fell to the ground.
But it’s not over yet.
Zeng Yan, who had just fallen, began to twist his entire body, making a crisp sound of bones being crushed.
After being twisted, Zeng Yan finally turned into a big round meat ball, lying quietly on the ground.
Several flowers nearby suddenly opened their big mouths full of sharp teeth and began to eat Zeng Yan, blood splattering everywhere.
The meat was eaten by the flowers.
The blood was sucked by the grass.
Suddenly, they grew more energetic.
Well, it looks a bit like the Demon Sect.
Jiang Ming nodded.
As if stepping on an ant, the sect leader nodded to Jiang Ming and said:
"It's funny."
This surprised Jiang Ming a little.
Wasn't the sect leader a little too polite to him, a stranger in the Qi Refining Stage?
But he still responded:
"How can this be laughed at? Senior, your handling of the matter was decisive and correct. I should learn from you."
Zeng hated this fool and said that others threatened him, so he brought people here.
Isn't this clearly disloyalty to the sect?
If I bring a Qi-refining person this time, can’t I bring a Nascent Soul-transforming God-transforming person next time?
If the wording had been changed, the outcome wouldn't have been so dire.
The Sect Master didn't react much to Jiang Ming's compliment, but nodded and asked:
"I, Mo Qianmian, as a righteous person, what brings you to the Thousand Faces Demon Sect?"
"Hello, Sect Master. I am Jiang Ming. I have come here to join the Thousand Faces Demon Sect. I beg Sect Master Mo to give me a chance."
"Okay, but you have to give me a reason to convince me."
Jiang Ming suddenly became interested.
This sect leader seems a little different.
Can an ordinary powerful demon be so polite when meeting a Qi Refining Stage cultivator?
I don’t believe any ghosts.
Mo Qianmian's behavior made Jiang Ming's prepared excuses useless.
Jiang Ming pondered for a while and asked tentatively:
"I'm interested in the Thousand-Faced Demon. Is that an acceptable reason?"
"Okay, but I won't let you join the Thousand Faces Demon Sect."
Mo Qianmian nodded, then shook his head and said:
"You don't have to join the Demon Sect, Thousand-Faced Demon. I can lend it to you for enlightenment, as long as you offer chips of equal value."
"Bargain... Sect Master Mo, can you tell me the price range you have in mind?"
"A favor."
"Ok?"
"You owe me a favor, of course, within your ability."
Jiang Ming was a little surprised.
What’s the difference between this and a blank check?
And it was Mo Qianmian who took the initiative to open it.
But it is obvious that Mo Qianmian is investing in his future.
But Jiang Ming was very curious. Why did this sect leader think that he had a limitless future, so that he invested in him early and was so polite to him?
You know, he didn't introduce himself as a disciple of Zhengdao Peak.
Seeing Mo Qianmian being so polite, Jiang Ming relaxed a little and asked directly:
"Master Mo believes so firmly in my future?"
"Ah."
Mo Qianmian nodded.
"May I ask, Master Mo, how did you make that judgment?"
"Look at the face."
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Seeing Jiang Ming's doubts, Mo Qianmian pointed at himself and said:
"Look at me, how do you feel?"
Jiang Ming discovered that he could now see Mo Qianmian's face clearly.
He turned out to be a handsome middle-aged man with sharp edges. He looked both strong and gentle, neither tough nor feminine, with a kind of beauty of yin and yang harmony.
This appearance is first-class no matter where it is placed.
"Very handsome."
Jiang Ming nodded and praised sincerely.
Mo Qianmian heard this and pointed at Jiang Ming's face and asked:
"Compared to you?"
"It's still a little short, um, just a little."
Jiang Ming said modestly.
Mo Qianmian asked this, obviously not wanting me to praise him.
Then I won’t praise you for nothing.
It would be hypocritical to force it.
But Mo Qianmian still shook his head:
"No, not just a little bit. I think it's about the gap between Jindan and Chengdao."
This was high praise, but Jiang Ming felt a little embarrassed when he heard it:
"That's not the case..."
"No, Jiang Ming."
Mo Qianmian shook his head:
"I have been devoted to physiognomy for hundreds of years and have reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. Moreover, not many people take the path of physiognomy."
"So I am confident that there are not many people in the world who understand appearance better than me."
"What I call handsome is not the same as what you call handsome. You just watch the show, while I watch the details."
"And you, Jiang Ming, ordinary people simply can't look like you."
"It's no exaggeration to say that such a beauty shouldn't exist in this world."
"People like you are generally blessed by heaven and earth, carefully sculpted by them. Every inch of your skin pursues perfection and grows where it should."
"You are so handsome, really so handsome. So handsome that it's unbelievable."
"Therefore, as long as it doesn't die prematurely, the future will definitely be limitless."
"Understand?"
Jiang Ming blinked, a little embarrassed:
"Sect Master Mo."
"Ah."
"Tell me more."
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……
Tianyin Peak, Tianyin Hall.
The hall master Lin Yao has a gentle and soft voice, and teaching is no different from playing music.
An Qin listened very carefully.
Although something embarrassing had just happened and I was teased by a classmate.
But she quickly focused her attention on Lin Yao's explanation.
In fact, Sister Ruoqi had already taught her this knowledge when she took her to class last night.
But... An Qin discovered that what Lin Yao said and what Sister Ruoqi said were completely different things.
If I have to describe it...
Sister Ruoqi was like stuffing her mouth with raw food and then poking it with a wooden stick.
Although you can feel full in the end, the eating process is a bit uncomfortable and may cause indigestion.
As for Lin Yao, he used the raw ingredients to make a delicious dish that was both visually appealing and fragrant, and more suitable for the physique of a new baby, and then fed her mouthful by mouthful.
It’s all about enjoyment!
In this way, under Lin Yao's teaching, time passed unknowingly.
Soon it was lunch time.
Lin Yao also stopped her detailed explanation of Qi Refining.
"Alright everyone, that's all for this lesson. Your next class is Music Theory. Please come back here after lunch."
Lin Yao thought for a moment and asked:
"Could you please recommend a representative among you to be my assistant?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples in the seats began to discuss.
On the contrary, Gu Lian, who was always active, was motionless at this moment.
"Master, we recommend Gu Lian."
"So are we."
"Me too."
Everyone was talking at once, some speaking in colloquial language, and immediately decided on the position of Hall Master Gu Lian's assistant.
Gu Lian twisted her mouth, revealing a smile that she wanted to suppress but couldn't.
"Okay, since everyone has strongly recommended me, I will choose Gu Lian as my assistant."
Lin Yao nodded, looked at Gu Lian and said:
"Gu Lian, please gather the students together again at 2:30 pm."
Gu Lian stood up, bowed slightly, and said solemnly:
"Okay, Master. I will definitely complete your order."
"Ah."
Lin Yao smiled gently and turned to leave.
Seeing this, the others also stood up and planned to go find food on their own.
But at this moment, Gu Lian turned around:
"Everyone, please wait a moment. I'm sorry to take up a little of your time."
Everyone was a little dissatisfied when they heard this, but they still sat back down.
After all, Gu Lian is no longer an ordinary disciple of Tianyin Peak.
She is a disciple of Tianyin Peak who was appointed by the hall master.
"Thanks to everyone's support, I was appointed as the hall master's assistant."
"Next, please join me in practicing diligently and ascend to the great path as soon as possible."
"But before that, I still need to fill my stomach."
"So, I'll treat everyone to lunch!"
Obviously, before Gu Lian entered the sect, his family background had a certain connection with Taoism.
Otherwise I can’t afford lunch for so many people.
Tianyin Peak can receive a certain amount of living expenses every month, and the rest must be obtained by accepting commissions or tasks on your own.
The disciples did not expect Gu Lian to be so generous and they cheered at once.
"Ah? Great!"
"Really? Gu Lian! Thank you!"
"Great! Gu Lian, we will definitely cooperate with you!"
"Me too!"
An Qin blinked, somewhat uncertain.
She didn't know whether Gu Lian's treat included her...
Should be included, right?
If you include yourself, should you go and eat?
But soon, An Qin no longer had to worry about it.
"Let's go, everyone."
Gu Lian waved and walked to the door first.
Others followed one after another.
Only An Qin was still hesitant, not knowing whether he should move.
At this moment, Gu Lian, who had walked to the door, seemed to suddenly remember something and turned around and said:
"By the way, An Qin, I'm sorry, I have limited spiritual stones on hand, so I can only ask you to eat it yourself."
An Qin, this little slow-witted girl, was not sad at all when she heard what Gu Lian said. Instead, she felt relieved:
"Oh, it's okay. I can go by myself."
Seeing that everyone had left, An Qin relaxed and walked out slowly.
But just as she stepped out of the door, a pretty figure blocked her way.
"Xiaoqin, I brought some food over. Shall we go eat together?"
Judging from Yan Ruoqi's appearance, she had obviously been staying here for quite some time.
"Okay, Sister Ruoqi!"
Seeing this, An Qin nodded obediently.
Tianyin Peak has a beautiful environment, so the two of them just found a place with few people.
Yan Ruoqi took out a table from the ring, and then brought out steaming dishes one by one.
These meals seem to be quite expensive, and just the sight of them seems to be overflowing with spiritual energy.
"Come on, Xiaoqin! Eat more."
Yan Ruoqi was very attentive in picking up food for An Qin.
Although she is not as good at cooking as her junior brother.
But, she has money.
These are all spiritual foods customized by her from the restaurant, taking both taste and nutrition into consideration.
Definitely no worse than my junior brother.
To this end, she specifically asked the chefs:
I want the taste of my junior brother!
"Well, thank you, Sister Ruoqi."
An Qin looked at the dishes that her senior sister brought out.
"Sister Ruoqi, why are all the dishes served with soup?"
"……do not know."
Only then did Yan Ruoqi discover some clues.
Oh, yes, why do they all come with soup?
She stood up and said to Anqin:
"I'll go ask and be back in half a minute."
"Hey, Sister Ruoqi... Sister."
An Qin sighed, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and waited quietly for Yan Ruoqi to come back.
Half a minute later, Yan Ruoqi came back on time.
She didn't explain, but said directly:
"Xiaoqin, let's eat."
"Sister Ruoqi, you..."
"It's okay, it's okay, Xiaoqin. More soup would be delicious."
Yan Ruoqi forced a smile.
Her request was - the taste of her junior brother.
What those chefs cooked was – the taste of the wetlands.
I made her a bunch of dishes with soup, saying that this would make it more "wetland".
You can’t tell Anqin about this.
But even if all of them come with soup, Yan Ruoqi doesn’t think that these dishes will be much worse than those made by his junior brother!
Yan Ruoqi picked up a little and took a sip.
……
It tastes good.
But it feels not as good as my junior brother’s... taste.
Moreover, I always feel like something is missing?
Yan Ruoqi looked up and asked:
"Xiaoqin, ok, is it delicious?"
"Hmm? It's delicious!"
An Qin nodded.
Although these dishes look good, the ingredients seem high-quality, and they taste delicious.
But An Qin always felt that compared to what his senior brother did, there was something missing that was hard to describe or explain.
Ok……
An Qin fell into deep thought.
Yan Ruoqi on the opposite side obviously had the same feeling.
Both of them fell silent, eating and lost in thought.
What's missing...
"Junior sister, come here, I'll give you a big chicken drumstick!"
"Senior sister, those who eat slowly should wash the dishes."
"Junior sister, eat more."
"Senior sister, this dish needs to be savored carefully."
While eating, An Qin began to miss his senior brother.
Even though he just left...
Yan Ruoqi didn't miss her junior brother, she just felt that it was a little quiet...
It seems that when eating, there should be someone talking at the same time.
Now there is no more...
The two of them didn't say anything else. After eating quietly, Yan Ruoqi left.
She needs to reflect on herself.
Why would you ask for "the taste of junior brother"?
Could it be that she subconsciously thought that the dishes cooked by her junior brother would be more delicious, so she used the dishes cooked by her junior brother as the standard for judging the taste?
Forget it, I'll bring some delicious food for Xiaoqin in the evening.
I don’t want the taste of my junior brother this time.
……
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