Zhang Xiaohan was speechless. Whoever came up was not talking properly. Could this person be so ill-minded that he was not normal? Zhang Xiaohan muttered in his heart, and knew that he could not speak in his mouth.

"Hey, why don't you say it anymore? You weren't very proud just now." Seeing Zhang Xiaohan not saying anything, Mu Ji leaned on the chair again.

Zhang Xiaohan shrugged: "You are not here to mock me, right?"

Mu Jin suddenly fell silent, her eyes left Zhang Xiaohan, and her face slowly showed loneliness: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, have you known it a long time ago?"

Zhang Xiaohan had no words.

"Only you treat me as a friend, you never talk to me about cultivation, you don't ask about my physique in a roundabout way, you don't want to get anything from me, and you don't look at me with sympathy." Mu Jin's gaze slowly returned to Zhang Xiaohan's face.

"From the beginning of my practice, I have known my destiny. What about you and what is your current mood?"

"What kind of mood do you want me to have? Frustrated? Sorrow?" Zhang Xiaohan said softly: "I have passed the time of depression and sadness. I am a monk. A monk wants to go against the sky. God has given me the fate today, so I have to rely on myself to change the fate given by God."

Mu Ji sat upright again, and the mockery on her face disappeared: "I know you are different from them. In the sect meeting ten days later, the sect not only launched you, but also another monk. You will not be selected. If there is no accident, you will be safe."

Selected?Safe? Zhang Xiaohan looked at Mu Mu in confusion.

Mu Jin smiled coldly: "It has been a year and a half since you arrived in Wuji Sect. I don't know anything about Wuji Sect. Do you think you are still Zhang Xiaohan from the past? You are..."

Taking a deep breath, Mu Ji took back the words from her mouth: "Xia Qinglian, have you heard of this name?"

Looking at Zhang Xiaohan shaking her head blankly, Mu Jin said angrily: "Wu Xingyun is very familiar with her, why don't you know?"

This... Zhang Xiaohan decided to ignore Mu Jin's temper today.

"Xia Qinglian has only been in the Wuji Sect for more than 20 years. When she first entered the sect, she had just built a foundation. She was discovered by Leng Tianqiong, who is Wu Xingyun's master. Xia Qinglian is very favored by Leng Tianqiong and also very favored by the sect leader because she has the qualifications of mutated ice spirit roots and is also the body of chalcedony."

"It is said that every ten thousand years, a female cultivator with a chalcedony body will be born on the Lingwu Continent. The bone marrow in the bones of the female cultivator with a chalcedony body will continuously breed spiritual energy. You can improve your cultivation without practicing. And because spiritual energy is born in the bone marrow, there is no bottleneck or obstacle to the improvement of your cultivation."

"And this Xia Qinglian is not only a chalcedony body, but also a rare mutated ice spirit root. Such qualifications are not once a thousand years. And—"

Speaking of this, Mu Ji paused for a moment. It seemed to be organizing words: "The body of the chalcedony is so special. If a monk who is proficient in dual cultivation techniques, he can naturally get a steady stream of spiritual energy from her body. The speed of cultivation improvement in this way will be amazing."

"I originally thought that the sect leader Xia Qinglian was hiding her well in order to let the sect digest her. But now it seems that the sect is planning to push you and her out at the sect meeting ten days later."

"Why don't the sect keep such a good qualification? You must know that the sect didn't send you out." Zhang Xiaohan didn't care about it and said straightforwardly.

"I originally had the same idea as you. Later I realized that although this chalcedony body is an excellent furnace, it has a fatal deficiency. It is that once it is replenished, it can only be improved by her. It can no longer absorb spiritual energy from the world, and even the spiritual energy in the spiritual pill cannot absorb it."

Mu Jin's words shocked Zhang Xiaohan. There is such a physique in the world. No wonder Wuji Sect doesn't keep it. Once anyone encounters Xia Qinglian, he will never be able to live without it.

"How many people know?" Zhang Xiaohan felt that this was a key question.

"There are less than five people in the Wuji Sect, and even Xia Qinglian himself doesn't know." Mu Jin stretched out her right hand and stood upright in the air with five fingers.

"The sect's plan this time is..." Zhang Xiaohan hesitated for a moment.

"Liuyun Sect is one of the three major sects of Lingwu Continent. There was a genius among the disciples in their sect. Not only did their cultivation grow very fast, but they also had a sharp reaction. They were all the best in various trials. However, according to Lu Qing's Bone Watching, this monk suffered from a rare aging disease. Every time he grew one year, the bones in his body actually increased by a hundred years."

Speaking of this, Mu Jin smiled sarcastically at the corner of her mouth: "Liuyun Sect was very happy to have this genius, and has been providing training resources unconditionally, but after knowing that he suffered from this aging disease and was helpless, he gave up."

As he said that, he looked at Zhang Xiaohan: "The world of cultivation is so realistic. Once you find that you are useless to the sect, the genius will be abandoned like garbage."

Zhang Xiaohan felt very worried. Mu Ji was completely correct. It was very sad to have aging disease. He was abandoned by the sect and was suddenly reduced from the treatment of a genius to the treatment of a waste. I am afraid that the monk was extremely sad.

But she soon thought of the purpose of Mu Ji's words.

"You mean, after learning that the Lingwu Continent was about to encounter a catastrophe within a hundred years, Liuyun Sect changed its mind. Anyway, this genius is at most 200 years old, so it would be better to arch him up. Our Xia Qinglian can completely allow the genius of Liuyun Sect to reach the God-Cultivation Stage as soon as possible."

"It's not the stage of the God Cultivation, but the peak of the late stage of the God Transformation." Mu Ji nodded and corrected.

Zhang Xiaohan thought for a while, then looked up and said, "Mu Jin, you came today to tell me not to worry. The sect won't sell me so quickly, right?"

"Sell?" Mu Jin repeated Zhang Xiaohan's words: "Do you think you are just a furnace?"

Mu Ji finally said the word "卡" and Zhang Xiaohan looked at him quietly.

"Yes, what else can I think of when I stay with a Buddhist cultivator or a cultivator all day long?" Mu Jin said teasingly: "Who else can do this in your ability to make talismans? Although I don't know how good you are at refining your weapon, the extremely hot flames under your fire control technique can be converted into ice flames. Nowadays, few monks can do it."

"And your current cultivation level. You are at the peak of the mid-stage God Transformation stage, and you are only forty years old. It is just around the corner to enter the God Cultivation Period. According to your chance, you are very likely to survive the heavenly tribulation. If there is a cultivator who ascended to the previous term, it will be much more cost-effective than selling a furnace and cauldron."

Zhang Xiaohan looked at Mu Ji in surprise. Mu Ji brought her more than just the word shock, but she could simply describe her mood at this moment.
Chapter completed!