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"I'm glad you're okay, Junior Sister Jiang. Xiao Yang was really scared when you fainted just now."

Ji Chuhe covered her lips and chuckled, her voice as gentle as usual.

"I'm sorry to have made you all worried." Jiang Jingmo felt warm in his heart and smiled at them.

"What are you talking about, Junior Sister? You haven't answered me yet. Whose inheritance did you accept that could damage your spiritual platform?"

"But fortunately, the spiritual power was controlled in time, otherwise I would not be able to save your spiritual platform."

Nan Xun came closer again, and her excited look made Jiang Jingmo feel funny. She felt that the biggest difference between Jiuxiao Sect and Lingyun Sect was the human touch there, which made people unable to resist being tempted.

At the same time, Yingchi puffed out her chest when she heard Nanxun's words, as if to say, tell them who I am, they will be so envious!

Jiang Jingmo was a little helpless, but still said Yingchi's name according to his wishes.

"Yingchi? This name sounds familiar..." Nan Xun fell into deep thought.

"Is he the founder of the sect?"

Ji Chuhe suddenly remembered and straightened his back a little.

"Oh... I remember now. I heard that he borrowed a lot of money from other sects in order to establish his sect. I heard that it was not until the last generation of the sect leader that he paid it back."

Nan Xun clicked his tongue twice and looked heartbroken.

"The ancestor has given so much to our sect. It is hard to imagine how humble such a powerful person must be to borrow money from various sects to establish his own sect..."

Jiang Jingmo couldn't help but burst out laughing, and Yingchi's figure became more and more hunched in her mind.

Yingchi was furious: I am so touched, but why did you bring up the matter of me borrowing money? ! !

"Hey, speaking of which, the sect that the First Ancestor borrowed the most money from was Lingyun Sect, right? I remember that the relationship between the two sects was pretty good at that time..."

"Nanxun, didn't you just make some medicine for Mo Mo?"

Nan Xun hadn't finished his words when Jiang Jiting suddenly interrupted him, which seemed a bit abrupt.

"Yes, yes, I almost forgot!"

Fortunately, Nan Xun was a generous person. When he heard Jiang Ji say this, he slapped his head and hurried to check the medicine pot where the medicine was being boiled.

Jiang Jingmo naturally sensed that something was wrong with her brother. When she turned to look at him, she found that Ji Chuhe and Jiang Jiting both had unusually calm expressions, as if what had just happened had never happened.

As for Yingchi in her mind, no one knew what he was thinking about. His expression became a little serious, and he pursed his lips and stopped making a fuss.

Seeing them like this, Jiang Jingmo could only suppress the doubts in his heart and said nothing more.

The atmosphere in the room fell strangely silent. Everyone just stared at each other, while An Yang looked at everyone with confusion, not understanding what was going on.

It was Jiang Jiting who broke the awkwardness first.

"The sect's big competition will be held in a few days. You can come and see it when you feel better."

After saying that, he remembered that Jiang Jingmo was in a coma and didn't know how to carry out daily practice, so he added two more sentences.

"As for the blood pool training, since you have already received spiritual power inheritance once, you will not gain spiritual power by entering the blood pool in the future. However, the spiritual power there is abundant, so you still need to enter the blood pool for daily training."

It is not impossible to practice in other places in Jiuxiao Sect, but the blood pool is a place that can shape bones and strengthen tendons, and the spiritual energy is abundant and rich. The speed of practicing here is almost twice as fast as other places. The most important thing is that Jiuxiao Sect is very good at cultivating disciples' ability to withstand blows.

After experiencing the pain in the blood pool for a long time, the disciples' spiritual bodies will not only be tempered, but they will also develop an extraordinary ability to endure pain. This ability usually allows them to fight for longer periods of time, or to have a better chance of escaping death.

Jiang Jingmo didn't ask any more questions, just nodded. When he raised his eyes, he met his brother's eyes that seemed to see through everything.

Jiang Jiting sat down beside her and gently touched the top of her head, just like when she had just rubbed An Yang's head.

"Mo Mo, I know you may still have a lot of questions, but there are some things I can't tell you now."

"When you become strong enough, I think you will know everything you want to know."

His voice was gentle, with a hint of helpless doting, just like the countless times when she cried as a child, he patiently coaxed her.

Jiang Jingmo suddenly saw the image of Jiang Jiting in the illusion, defeated and decadent, a genius who was pulled down from the altar and fell into the mud.

She didn't want to see her brother like that again. She liked her brother to wear white and continue to be that gentle and kind gentleman.

"I know, brother." Jiang Jingmo smiled at him, rarely showing her girlish cuteness.

Jiang Jiting didn't say anything else. He just saw the depression between her brows dissipate and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth unconsciously. The familiar aura of the Huan Yao Fan did not escape his perception. After a little thought, he understood the reason.

Come to think of it, he should thank his junior brother Gu.

At the same time, Gu Yanzhou in the room was holding a storybook and reading it with great interest, but suddenly his nose felt itchy for no apparent reason and he sneezed several times.

The red fox on the Huan Yao fan placed next to him seemed to be awakened by his sneeze and opened its eyes unhappily.

A phantom with a red tail emerged from the fan and hit Gu Yanzhou on the head without hesitation.

"Why are you making such a loud noise? You are disturbing my rest."

The red fox on the fan turned over, his tone full of impatience.

"I spent a lot of effort helping that little girl this time. If you don't give me a few more Red Face Fruits, I won't help you next time."

Gu Yanzhou curled his lips and waved his hand, and several red fruits appeared on the fan.

"These are the last few. If you want more, there will be none left."

"I see. How stingy."

The red fox rolled up its tail and rolled those red fruits into the fan. The red fox instantly turned into a charming beauty.

"You are really good to that little girl. You put so much effort into helping her resolve her inner demons."

Hong Yao picked up a Zhuyan fruit and started to eat it. The red juice made her lips look even more tender and juicy.

"There's nothing I can do about it. After all, she's Senior Brother Jiang's sister."

Gu Yanzhou shrugged, closed the sketchbook and placed it on the table.

Putting away his usual nonchalant look, he looked at the clear, colorless blue sky, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes.

"When he picked me up, I told him I would protect everything he held dear."

Hong Yao was silent, and recalled the time when she tested Gu Yanzhou. The young man stood with his thin body, and his peach blossom eyes looked at her steadily.

"I want to become stronger because I want to protect my senior brother and the people he loves."