Chapter 23 This road is too difficult
Chapter 23 This road is too difficult
The stunningly beautiful face before me overlapped with that of a stubborn and eccentric girl from the original owner's memories.
Everyone knows that the original owner consumed the mutated Mad Hemp Grass and went mad for less than half a cup of tea's time before writing the third-level divine character "Endurance".
However, no one knows that the reason the original owner mistakenly ate the mutated Crazy Hemp Grass was because the girl in front of him mistook it for another medicinal herb, and then the original owner, out of a sense of righteousness, chose to eat it...
"My name is Wang Yan. What's your name?"
"Don't cry! Tell me what that grass looks like, and I'll find it for you!"
"You can't tell the difference?... That's true, they look exactly the same... Well, if you really can't tell the difference, I... I'll taste a small piece of leaf for you. If I'm wrong, you have to save me..."
"Ah, I know, it's a mutation, it's making me dizzy... You need to get out of here!"
The boy's past little flutters of affection, his reluctance, his worries...
There was also the girl's tearful regret and guilt after doing something wrong that night, and the medical divine combat skill she used against the original owner.
There's also the boy's constant struggle between reason and madness, his intimate contact with the girl, his forced endurance and reluctance after being humiliated and beaten by her, until finally fainting after scaring the girl away...
Within the merged memories, the faint scent of the girl's body, the soft fragrance of her red lips, and the regret left by the original owner's fading consciousness still remain.
Wang Yan's previously composed smile froze at that moment, and his tongue began to twitch.
"You...I..."
Should we call her Lin Yue, or Jiang Lin Yue?
Seemingly understanding his gaze, the girl blushed slightly, subconsciously pursed her delicate red lips, and then shyly reminded him, "My surname is Jiang, Jiang Linyue!"
It turns out that she had only given her name to the original owner of the body.
That doesn't count as deception.
Wang Yan felt a sense of relief, and then subconsciously looked around.
The way Zhao Mingtong looked at him at that moment was as if he wanted to devour him whole!
Joe's gaze was strange.
Di Nan was also unusually surprised.
Huo Erdan's leopard eyes gleamed with a strong gossip-loving light.
Wang Yan blinked, forcibly suppressing the turbulent emotions within him. Composing himself, he smiled gently at the girl before him and bowed politely: "Wang Yan greets Senior Sister Jiang! I've never been afraid of your ridicule, it's just that my status prevents me from visiting you in the inner sect. Of course, you're welcome to visit the outer sect anytime you have time in the future."
This isn't modern anymore; there's no three-year starting point here!
Although she was only fourteen years old, she had already been kissed by the original owner of the body.
After being unexpectedly kissed, instead of using her Xuanpo stage cultivation to directly torment him, she ran away in embarrassment and anger... She didn't object in her heart, did she?
So, from now on, we will officially interact as senior and junior brothers/sisters.
In the past, I neither avoided nor dodged, but let things take their natural course!
Wang Yan bowed and noticed a fleeting look of satisfaction in the eyes of the young man in the Dharma robe, Hu Jingfa, and Qiu Xuankuang.
"Sure enough, although they were surprised by Jiang Linyue's attitude towards me, none of them wanted me to get too close to her."
Jiang Linyue was taken aback, then her almond-shaped eyes lit up with excitement. She looked at him brightly, smiled, and nodded, "If I have time, I will definitely come!"
Zhao Mingtong's expression immediately changed. He quickly stepped forward to stand beside Jiang Linyue, his eyes flashing with warning: "Wang Yan, I admit I underestimated you before."
"However, you haven't read enough books, and you can't write enough divine characters. Making it into the top three this time is just a fluke. I hope you don't get too cocky and provoke people you shouldn't!"
That's a rather harsh tone!
Wang Yan raised an eyebrow with amusement, looking at Jiang Linyue beside him.
After a slight pause, Jiang Linyue looked at Zhao Mingtong with disgust and took two steps to the side.
Wang Yan felt much better immediately, so he straightened his back and smiled faintly: "Senior Brother Zhao, I don't think so. Perhaps I do have some luck and talent in this combination of divine runes."
Zhao Mingtong was taken aback, his horse-like face immediately turning red with anger, and his voice suddenly rose: "Wang Yan! Do you really think that just because you got lucky and made it into the top three in this category, you can definitely make it into the top ten every time?"
"That's hard to say!" Wang Yan raised her chin without hesitation, retorting, "I consider myself to have a lot of inspiration in this area!"
Seeing Jiang Linyue lower her head to suppress a laugh, with a hint of sweetness and shyness in her eyes, Wang Yan's gaze softened slightly, and he straightened his back even more.
At this moment, Huo Erdan suddenly asked Hu Jingfa with great enthusiasm, "Uncle-Master Hu, Yanzi seems to have some talent in the 'God' combination, right? Could he enter the inner sect ahead of time?"
Wang Yan was surprised, and then sighed inwardly.
Huo Erdan is indeed very loyal, but he also tends to think in a rather simple way.
A few breaths later, Hu Jingfa, equally surprised, chuckled and shook his head: "Silly boy, it's a good thing that you have the ambition to challenge the inner sect. However, the inner sect isn't so easy to enter."
"Uncle Hu is right!" Zhu Siniu suddenly raised his thin chin contemptuously again, and arrogantly scolded, "Huo Erdan, you're dreaming! Wang Yan just had good luck this time, but that doesn't mean he necessarily has talent."
Huo Erdan immediately glared at Zhu Siniu hatefully: "You, surnamed Zhu, Wang Yan just let you off the hook, have you forgotten? And now you're mocking him again!"
Zhu Siniu raised his head confidently and said, "I'm stating the facts!"
"You!" Huo Erdan was so angry that his chest heaved rapidly, but for a moment he couldn't find any other words to refute him. He clenched his fists and turned his head sharply to ask the silent Di Nan.
"Di Nan, do you think Yan Zi has a talent for combining divine runes?"
Di Nan glanced at Huo Erdan, whose face was flushed, then at Wang Yan, and after a few breaths, he spoke slowly and apologetically.
"Erdan, calm down. I believe Junior Brother Wang has some talent in divine script combinations, but if he wants to enter the inner sect in this way, it's not enough yet."
"Or, he needs to write enough divine characters to enter the Divine Literary Peak; or, he can combine two other non-speed-type divine character combat techniques to rank among the top five in terms of effectiveness among combat techniques of the same level."
Wang Yan raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Is there really such a special case?
Huo Erdan also opened his honest mouth wide in disbelief and cried out in horror.
"Three different combinations of the character '神' (god/deity) need to all be ranked in the top five of their respective categories? This...this is just too difficult!"
"Yes!" Di Nan nodded with certainty: "This method is rather special. It doesn't consider cultivation level or the number of divine characters, but only the ranking of the divine characters, so the requirements are quite high. Since the founding of our sect, only two people have completed this task."
Huo Erdan was immediately surprised and his mouth dropped open.
At that moment, a thumping sound suddenly came from the room with the character "力" (power).
Everyone stared intently, and Qiu Xuankuang quickly murmured, "Zhanfeng's senior brother, after a day and a night of trying, has also failed!"
A few breaths later, the door to the room with the character "力" (Power) opened, and an old, white-haired inner sect cultivator walked out wearily, his eyes bloodshot and his face full of dejection.
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