jdhmnovel Chapter 323 I'm Still Alive
Chapter 323 I'm Still Alive
Chapter 323 I'm Still Alive
Her face was no longer the cute and adorable one with a little baby fat, but now it was covered with two bloody tears, like a seriously ill person hanging on to her last breath. Her eyes were dark blue, her teeth had fallen out one by one, her hair had become sparse and yellow, and her whole face was as terrifying as a demon.
Even the knowledgeable Xu Youan couldn't accept it at once. He subconsciously took several steps back and stared at her with a vigilant and inquiring look.
But the little girl didn't seem to be going crazy. Instead, she hugged her head in pain and kept muttering, "I...how did I die? How did I die? Why can't I remember it..."
Ghost cultivators are a very special group of practitioners. They have no physical bodies and no life force. Every time they break through a layer of shackles, it takes them longer than human cultivators, or even demon cultivators.
Their lives have stopped at the moment of death. They will no longer grow up or age. Their lingering in the world is not tolerated by the laws of nature. Therefore, the final outcome of most ghost cultivators is annihilation in thunder tribulations. Many of those who can survive basically rely on others to protect them and ward off the tribulations.
Because of the existence of ghost cultivators, they have always been criticized in the cultivation world.
Many cultivators would rather enter the cycle of reincarnation and cultivate the immortal path again than become ghost cultivators and become things hated by the Heavenly Dao. Those who can stay and make up their minds to become ghost cultivators are all reluctant to leave the world and have wishes and last wishes that are difficult to let go.
Because they are no longer living, ghost cultivators often have memory confusion or loss. This little girl has obviously lost some memory fragments. I just don't know what kind of obsession keeps her staying in this world. She is still so young...
Seeing that she was in so much pain, Xu Youan didn't want to force her. He pinched a Qingxin Jue on his fingertips and was about to use it on the little girl, but an orange-yellow halo had already enveloped the little girl's body.
The little girl's appearance gradually returned to its original cute and lively appearance, but the painful memories just now made her soul and body shake. She fell powerlessly into a warm embrace and fainted.
Xu Youan saw the person who caught her and immediately bowed his head and saluted: "Uncle Song, I don't know why she suddenly..."
Song Changan waved his hand and gently picked up the little girl. When he raised his eyes, there was a cold and indifferent look in his eyes, as if it were from the abyss of death.
She warned him: "Little guy, being too curious about the dead will only drag you into a desperate situation. The living and the dead are clearly separated. It's best not to come here again."
After saying that, she hugged the little girl, turned around and disappeared.
Xu Youan narrowed his eyes without comment, and a cold and sinister light flashed across his eyes.
But he quickly hid this little bit of emotion that was accidentally revealed, and his face still looked respectful and upright as a disciple of the sect.
He touched his chest, feeling the pain from the wounds on his body, but his mind couldn't help but miss his senior sister.
They haven't seen each other for more than half a month... He really missed her, and wanted her to be by his side, just accompany him, and just look at him.
But senior sister always has so many people in her heart.
If only those people didn't exist...
The remaining power of heavenly thunder in the wounds on his body seemed to attack his body even more crazily because of the thought that flashed through his mind in that instant, as if punishing him for his wishful thinking and shamelessness.
Xu Youan lowered his head, the wind blew through his clothes, and his messy hair covered his broken and cold eyes, making it impossible to see the madness in his pupils.
And deep, unending despair.
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Jiang Liqian was not particularly concerned about how the investigation into the seal of the forbidden area was finally conducted. She only heard from the cleaning servants that it seemed that the headmaster had personally gone to the Discipline Hall, and the grand and thorough investigation was put on hold, and all kinds of surveillance on her also disappeared.
Even though she has proven her innocence, the thunder spiritual power that appeared in the forbidden area was only possessed by her, which still prevented her from being 100% free from this matter. No matter what the reason for the Sect Master's departure, it can be considered a blessing in disguise for her.
She was still practicing in the same place. Several times she felt as if she had touched the barrier to breaking through, but somehow, she felt that something was missing, preventing her from breaking through the barrier and turning the mirror into a pill.
This feeling made her inexplicably restless, as if you knew you were looking for something but had forgotten what it was.
Unable to calm down, she stared blankly at the falling snow at the cave entrance, counting on her fingers how many days it would take to return to Zhenfeng and see her master, brothers and sisters.
She didn't know if her junior apprentice brother was awake yet. She hadn't given them the gifts she brought back from Dongjun yet. And Lianlian and the others, it had been ages since she'd seen them. She wondered how they were doing, if their cultivation had improved. The sect's grand competition was coming up soon. Was Lianlian still trying to slack off? Qin Beiyao must be racking his brains to clean up her mess again...
She was in a daze for too long, when suddenly a white light turned into a bamboo board and hit her open palm hard. Her whole body trembled, and her body instinctively made her close her eyes immediately and quickly enter a state of cultivation.
It was as if she was still at Jianfeng in her previous life.
She practiced intermittently like this, and finally it was time for the inner sect competition to begin. It was also time for her to leave Jianfeng, and the master was about to come to pick her up.
It’s strange to say, these days, not only Shen Qingqing, but even Xiong Ling and Jiang Huaizhou didn’t come to disturb her.
Forget about other people, she knew Jiang Huaizhou's temper. Once he was sure that she had deceived him, he would definitely use his sword to seek justice on her. Swallowing the humiliation silently was not his character, nor was it his way.
Could it be that the Sect Leader has spoken...
Jiang Liqian quickly denied this idea herself.
How could Immortal Qingzhi spend so much time on her? He is the head of the sect and never cares about these trivial matters.
She thought about it again and again but couldn't figure it out, so she simply stopped thinking about it.
On the last night, she sat at the entrance of the cave, looking at the twinkling stars in the sky, waiting for the sun to rise from the horizon in a good mood.
Just as she was about to start to daydream, the restriction she had set up outside the cave was suddenly triggered. She was instantly startled, pressed the Soul-Suppressing Pearl on her waist, and glanced over vigilantly.
"Sister, it's me."
In the dark night, a handsome youthful face appeared under the starlight.
The snow is covered with frost, and the wind blows the ice around.
Jiang Liqian was stunned for a moment, then opened her eyes wide, ran over in shock, and removed the restriction.
"Junior brother, why are you here?
"Are you okay? Are you still feeling unwell? You're just feeling better, so why are you running around instead of recuperating in your own room? You..."
Xu Youan listened to her caring words and looked at her nervous expression. His eyes softened and he took her hand without saying anything and placed it on his beating heart.
"Senior sister, I'm fine.
"I'm still alive and well."