readytorunbook Chapter 195 Heaven and Earth Lock
Chapter 195 Heaven and Earth Lock
Chapter 195 Heaven and Earth Lock
Only one day remains until the gathering of the elite.
After being comforted by Luo Sifan, Lin Qianxiu left the courtyard and stayed outside for a full day before returning.
After resting for a while, Luo Sifan saw Jun Xiaolian sitting alone under a tree in the garden, breathing exercises in the morning light and dew.
He was very methodical, just like the young Luo Sifan in the Moyun Sect back then.
As the first yang energy emerges, all things begin to grow. The Moyun Mind Method emphasizes three realms: the realm of mind, the realm of things, and the realm of body. By experiencing things with the body, one can reach enlightenment and understand the Dao. Every little thing is a natural principle.
Luo Sifan naturally observed from a distance, watching as the chaotic spiritual energy of heaven and earth entered Jun Xiaolian's body through her cultivation, and over time, it condensed and accumulated at her mouth and nose, forming a faint mist.
Savor the essence and appreciate its beauty; its spirit will naturally emerge.
Luo Sifan unconsciously muttered a sentence: This was the most frequently quoted evaluation from the Moyun Sect when assessing the aptitude of its disciples, specifically those who were above average in the Qi Refining Realm.
The anomaly is obvious and readily apparent, which is indeed very convincing evidence.
When Luo Sifan first learned the Moyun Mind Technique, he had not fully grasped it and could not be considered an outstanding elite disciple in Moyun.
Unexpectedly, after doing a good deed in Huiyan City, he unintentionally picked up a girl with extraordinary talent, Jun Xiaolian.
Luo Sifan's lips curled slightly, and just as she was feeling sentimental, her face suddenly darkened. She flashed out from Lin Qianxiu's courtyard and blocked the way for a strange woman who was looking up and entering through the gate.
Neither of them looked good, but after exchanging glances, a sense of surprise welled up in their hearts.
One is handsome and unrestrained, the other is bright and beautiful. They are two extremes with full tension. When they meet, it is inevitable that they will feel a sense of mutual appreciation.
The woman who entered the room looked much more mature than Lin Qianxiu. She had fair skin, a full face, and thick, black hair. Her form-fitting light purple dress accentuated her curves, and the cleavage of her breasts was faintly visible, shimmering with white light.
Compared to Lin Qianxiu, who prefers menswear, she exudes femininity.
Luo Sifan lifted his gaze from the alluring area and looked directly at the woman without revealing any emotion:
"What is your relationship with Lin Qianxiu, young lady? Isn't it a bit presumptuous of you to barge in like this?"
Jun Xiaolian was practicing her martial arts at a crucial point, which displeased Luo Sifan. However, since the woman was quite beautiful, Luo Sifan's tone softened considerably.
The beautiful woman's eyes gradually lit up as she looked Luo Sifan up and down. Having been through many trials and tribulations, Luo Sifan was well aware of her intentions.
"You are the alchemy partner chosen by Lin Qianxiu? That disciple of the Joyful Union Sect?"
The beautiful woman suddenly realized, clicked her tongue a few times, and exclaimed in amazement.
The three characters "Hehuan Sect" were uttered from her red lips, carrying a unique meaning, clearly a heartfelt expression.
Having already received this identity from the Lin family head, Luo Sifan dared not deny it and could only silently accept it.
"Indeed, it is I..."
The beautiful woman stared intently, her mind wandering, when she suddenly took a step forward, her eyes sparkling. Their eyes met, making Luo Sifan feel a little guilty.
"You conspired with Lin Qianxiu to humiliate my brother and slandered him before the patriarch. I, Lin Qianfang, have come here today to demand an explanation!"
Lin Qianfang opened her mouth to question him. Although the content was serious, the two were in a somewhat romantic situation. Luo Sifan spent most of his energy resisting Lin Qianfang's intentional or unintentional flirting.
Luo Sifan knew little about Lin Qianxiu's family affairs. After glancing at the warm, undulating curves of her breasts, Luo Sifan forced herself to stand firm, her brows slightly furrowed.
“Miss Qianfang?! I am merely Miss Qianxiu’s subordinate, following orders. If Miss Qianfang has any complaints, it would be best if you two discussed it yourselves when Miss Qianxiu arrives.”
Luo Sifan lowered his status, not daring to be arrogant or cause trouble, only hoping to extricate himself from the vortex of power struggle within the Lin family.
"Of course I know Lin Qianxiu is not here. I came here today just to vent my frustration."
Lin Qianfang waited for him to finish speaking, then smiled brightly, making no attempt to hide her intentions.
Luo Sifan's heart skipped a beat, instantly erasing any erotic illusions, and before her thoughts could fully clear, she leaped back hastily.
His innate sword physique gave him a far greater grasp of danger than his intuition, especially given how close the two were.
Lin Qianfang raised her eyebrows slightly, and said with surprise and a light rebuke:
"The sword cultivators from the Hehuan Sect reacted quite quickly! However, it was too late!"
With her long dress billowing, Lin Qianfang remained standing still. The surrounding spiritual energy surged and changed, and even the space within ten feet seemed to become somewhat different.
Luo Sifan dodged and retreated quickly, his speed undiminished. He could travel several miles in a single breath. However, Lin Qianfang smiled gently before him, her size remaining unchanged.
Looking around, the place where his body passed was still Lin Qianxiu's familiar courtyard.
Luo Sifan's heart sank. He forcefully retracted his sword and landed on the ground.
"Lin Qianfang, what methods did you use?"
Luo Sifan had fallen into Lin Qianfang's trap without realizing it, and was naturally embarrassed and annoyed, coldly retorting.
He flashed back a few breaths, but the space he was in seemed to stretch hundreds of times, and the distance between him and Lin Qianfang was not far but close.
This unusual situation deeply puzzled Luo Sifan, who pondered it endlessly.
As his spiritual senses reached, he and Lin Qianfang seemed to be inside a transparent eggshell, with subtle differences between the inside and outside.
The courtyard scene was slightly distorted than usual, but it returned to normal after he stopped and landed.
Lin Qianfang's skirt fell back down, and Luo Sifan lowered her head in defeat, saving her a lot of trouble, though she maintained a relaxed demeanor throughout.
"Lin Xiaozhi, don't even think about struggling in vain in my hands."
Lin Qianfang looked completely at ease and did not respond to Luo Sifan's question.
As she gently stroked her waist with her jade-like hand, Luo Sifan was shocked to find that although he remained still, the two of them were getting closer and closer.
It was as if an external force was recklessly kneading the space where the two of them were, pushing Luo Sifan back to where he was.
Luo Sifan was completely bewildered, yet still wanted to understand the intricacies of the matter.
The art of manipulating space is beyond the capabilities of Lin Qianfang, a mere Golden Core cultivator.
Luo Sifan had also cultivated to the Golden Core stage in his previous life, so he naturally understood the limitations of Golden Core cultivators.
If it wasn't Lin Qianfang's ability that caused the spatial anomaly he was in, it must have originated from an external force.
As soon as Luo Sifan thought of this, he recalled the subtle differences in Lin Qianfang's actions, and suddenly some inspiration came from the point where his soul merged.
"The Universe Belt?!"
After reciting the scriptures, Xiao Yi, who had not yet integrated even one percent of her divine soul, transmitted some sufficiently clear information to Luo Sifan.
The author of "Hong Fan" was a master weapon refiner from the East. The magical weapon used by Lin Qianxiu happened to be made using the weapon refining techniques from the East that he was most skilled at and familiar with.
A short while later, Luo Sifan had a pretty good grasp of the origin, technique, and key points of the spiritual weapon used by Lin Qianfang, and had no more doubts in his mind.
However, in front of Lin Qianfang, Luo Sifan still maintained a humiliated and aggrieved expression, not wanting the shrewd Lin Qianfang to see Luo Sifan's true strength.